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Gao Lan instantly realized that she had misspoken. She had originally meant to satisfy all of Mu Chen's business needs.

But who would deliberately add that word?

If he mentioned it now, it would be a little distant.

And for some reason.

She looked at Mu Chen's slightly mocking gaze.

Gao Lan didn't feel disgusted at all. Instead, she said,"

"Yes, Mr. Mu!"

"If you have any requests, feel free to ask!"

Even though Gao Lan's expression was serious.

However, looking at the other party's appearance, it made Mu Chen a little angry.

He had heard that the financial industry was very chaotic. Was it that exciting now?

He wanted to go with the flow.

However, when he thought of the current scene and the scene of his real live broadcast, he felt that he had to be careful.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

He smiled and said seriously,

"Alright, then please help me hold my phone!”

"It's so tiring to keep lifting it!"

"What? Alright!"

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--Just a phone? Master Mu was too unromantic. Miss Black Silk clearly said that she would satisfy all her needs!

Why didn't I get this treatment when I opened an account?

When you're as rich and handsome as Master Mu, you'll get this kind of treatment. You'll never be able to imagine how proactive a woman can be in front of a handsome man, let alone a rich handsome man!

" No, God Mu is also a handsome man who knows magic. He's even more attractive. God Mu, I can do anything for you. I'm a yoga student. My body is very soft."

[Although Miss Black Silk is very charming, I still like that cute little policewoman from the other day. The uniform is so tempting!]

Why did he have to make a choice? Master Mu said that I want to choose!

Whether it was watching television or watching live broadcasts.

Beautiful young ladies were always the focus of many people.

People were even more passionate about hyping up CP.

Mu Chen and Gao Lan's conversation was not behind the audience's back.

Instantly, the audience began to tease him.

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Gao Lan was also surprised.

She had clearly felt a hint of that intention from Mu Chen's eyes just now.

Even he had been fighting with himself in his mind for a long time.

In the end, he made up his mind to say those words.

Perhaps it was because of the fantasy in his heart. If it was anyone else, he would definitely not say that.

She did not expect Mu Chen to only make such a simple request.

Could it be that he had misunderstood?

Or did Mu Chen not have that intention at all?

No matter what, Gao Lan still took Mu Chen's phone very smoothly.

The moment he picked up the phone, even though it was just a slight touch.

However, Gao Lan felt as if she had been electrocuted.

His ears were also slightly red.

When she looked at Mu Chen again, he was already sitting on the sofa at the back. Five ancient coins had appeared in his hand.

Mu Chen's expression also became solemn.

He played with the coins with one hand and quickly opened the stock charts with the other.

Seeing such a scene with her own eyes, Gao Lan suppressed the romantic feelings in her heart.

She pointed her phone at Mu Chen.

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She watched as Mu Chen appeared on the screen.

It was still intact. She looked at Mu Chen's solemn expression as he held the Five Emperor Coins in his hand.

The audience's attention was instantly attracted.

Is it about to start? Was God Mu really going to use metaphysics to buy stocks?

Was God Mu that serious now? He was even holding an ancient coin in his hand!

It should be the legendary Five Emperor Coins. It seems that investing in stocks should be harder than winning the lottery!

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Do you think Mu Chen can understand it?

[No matter what, if I had God Mu's appearance, why would I work hard?] What big sister loli? That was something he could get in no time.

Don't think of God Mu as dirty as you. God Mu is not that kind of person.

Could Mu Chen understand it?

To be honest, Mu Chen did not know much about the K-line.

He knew nothing about Dao Theory or Wave Theory.

However, the Eight Trigrams of the Book of Changes was not just about the heavenly stems and earthly branches.

It was all-encompassing.

In Mu Chen's eyes.

The stock market wasn't that complicated.

In Mu Chen's eyes, the curved graph was like a battlefield between buyers and sellers.

You attack, I defend, you retreat, I chase.

Everything, bright and dark, appeared in front of Mu Chen like light spots.

It turned into a vivid picture.

He had to figure out the relationship between the two parties and then figure out how human emotions and desires played out in the stock market.

In addition, he had used the Eight Trigrams to correct it.

Everything gradually became clear.

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She was curious about Mu Chen.

Even if Mu Chen just sat there and did not say a word.

The audience watched with great interest.

She even felt very comfortable just by watching Mu Chen sit there.

The audience didn't have to wait too long.

Only seven to eight minutes passed.

Mu Chen took back his Five Emperor Coins.

Then, he picked up the water beside him and took a sip.

He said to Xiao Li,

"002300, now, I'll take all of them!”

Even if they were very obedient.

However, when he heard this sentence.

Xiao Li could not help but tremble for a moment.

All of them.

This meant that after adding 10 times leverage, the 50 million yuan would be used to buy one stock.

How confident was he?

However, how could stocks be operated like this!

When he saw the stock of " 002300 ", Xiao Li was even more shocked.

In the end, he couldn't help but ask.

"Mr. Mu, are you sure?"

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