"Dad, nooo~ Please, I'm begging you, Dad~ Sob sob~"
Zhao Xiaoxiao quickly wrapped her arms around Jiang Siming's shoulders and kept pleading coquettishly.
Yin Zhirou was driving, so there was no need to worry about Zhao Xiaoxiao distracting him.
After Zhao Xiaoxiao's tireless efforts and signing a pile of 'unequal' agreements with Jiang Siming, he finally reluctantly agreed not to tell anyone.
When they got home, Yin Zhirou told all the women in the family what had happened.
Everyone strongly approved of Jiang Siming's actions. They also deeply regretted missing the sight of their husband's manly side. What a pity qaq~
Over the past two days, Ying Huan had finally begun to reap the rewards of its hard struggle lasting more than a month.
The Waterloo-like plunge of American manufacturing stocks left stock experts all over the world dumbfounded.
After all, twenty years ago, American manufacturing had still been the global number one. No one had been willing to believe that manufacturing in the United States could become so fragile and battered.
Manufacturing stocks had plummeted!
Wall Street was filled with cries of despair. Countless people suffered severe losses in the stock market, and some were even left penniless overnight.
It was as if they had returned to the era of the financial crisis.
While that side wailed in despair, Ying Huan was celebrating as if it were the New Year.
Every trader watched the wildly surging figures on their computers, their blood boiling with excitement.
Most traders would never see such a massive amount of capital in their entire lives!
Being able to participate was already the ultimate dream of countless traders.
Because the groundwork and preparations had been flawless, Ying Huan managed to recover the original 35 billion, principal and interest included, in just one day during this