Pei Ziheng stood against the wall and let the other party pass first.

When the two sides passed each other, the two rich second-generations suddenly pushed and fought, and one of them lost his balance and stumbled into Pei Ziheng.

Pei Ziheng reacted very quickly to avoid the attack, but accidentally bumped into another rich second-generation. The beer in the other's hand fell to the ground, and the foam splashed everywhere, and several pairs of shoes were damaged.

"Fuck, are you blind? Can't you see anyone?"

Pei Ziheng pursed his lips and looked at the other person without saying a word.

"Sorry, brother, my little friend drank two too many glasses."

Seeing that the second-generation rich were not easy to deal with, Dai Yu tried to keep things quiet by keeping a low profile.

However, the other party was unwilling to give up and pushed Dai Yu who was blocking Pei Ziheng away, "Sorry, your mother, get out of the way, this has nothing to do with you."

At the same time, the other two rich second generations surrounded Pei Ziheng on the left and right.

Wen Bingdong, whose beer was knocked off his chest, walked up to Pei Ziheng with a bad look on his face and grabbed Pei Ziheng by the collar:

"Boy, you are really crazy. It feels good to come out and pick up women with this pretty face, right?"

If it was just a guess before, now Pei Ziheng can be 100% sure that the other party is deliberately looking for trouble.

It's most likely related to a certain woman who approached him tonight.

"So, what do you want to do?" he asked calmly.

Seeing that Pei Ziheng was not afraid, Wen Bingdong nodded with a sneer, "Okay, you are quite brave."

Then he pointed at the uppers of his and his companion's shoes that were splashed with beer and said, "Lick our uppers clean and we'll let this go."

"I'm sorry, I don't have this habit. Let's find another way to solve it."

The second-generation rich man Ren Peng, who was blocking Pei Ziheng's left side, suggested: "Mr. Dong, we don't need to waste time talking to him. We can just beat him up and he will behave himself."

Wen Bingdong kicked him and said, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Being kicked and scolded in public, Ren Peng was so embarrassed that he raised his hand and slapped Pei Ziheng in the face.

He thought that by breaking Pei Ziheng's face, he could please Wen Bingdong and save some face for himself.

Too bad he messed with the wrong guy.

Pei Ziheng first threw the opponent over his shoulder, followed by a spinning kick.

Ren Peng and the rich second generation who were surrounding Pei Ziheng on the other side screamed twice, one after the other, and both fell to the ground.

The whole set of movements was smooth and took no more than three seconds.

After finishing the job, under the stunned gaze of Wen Bingdong and his gang, Pei Ziheng brushed off the non-existent dust on both sleeves and said calmly:

"I don't like people getting too close to me. It makes me uncomfortable."

Dai Yu, who was originally as anxious as an ant on hot pan, calmed down in an instant.

We have such strong combat capability, what is he afraid of?

Wen Bingdong's mind was also quick. Seeing that he could not gain an advantage through force, he immediately changed his decision:

"Don't say that I didn't give you a chance. Let's go out and fight. If you win, today's matter will be over. But if you lose, you must respectfully call me grandpa when you see me in the future."

"What do you want to compare?"

Seeing that Pei Ziheng was so easily fooled, a hint of success flashed in Wen Bingdong's eyes.

“Racing.”

"I can't drive. Besides, what's the fun of driving? If you want to have fun, do something fun. Do you dare?"

Wen Bingdong was outmaneuvered and had no choice but to ask, "What do you want to play?"

“Can you play the stock market?”

It has come to this point. Even if Wen Bingdong doesn't know how to play, he has to bite the bullet and accept the challenge. "Okay, how do you want to play?"

Pei Ziheng raised a finger and said, "One day is the limit. The principal is 100,000. From the opening to the closing, whoever has the highest profit wins."

The two parties agreed to meet at the stock exchange at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning.

…

"I want to see how capable he is."

Upon learning that Pei Ziheng had resolved the difficulties posed by Wen Bingdong and his gang, and had made an appointment with Wen Bingdong to play stocks tomorrow, Ye Yimeng's face showed great interest.

Wen Bingdong was one of her suitors.

She only mentioned it briefly, and Wen Bingdong volunteered to teach Pei Ziheng a lesson on her behalf.

Although it was embarrassing to be rejected by Pei Ziheng, she was not actually that angry. She was simply bored and wanted to have some fun.

Dai Yu knew that Pei Ziheng was quite good, but she only knew that he was good at studying and had a talent in business.

But this does not mean that you can play the stock market well.

"Oh, you are too impulsive."

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Cars cannot drive into the bar street and can only be parked at the entrance.

Dai Yu accompanied Pei Ziheng to the parking lot, while reviewing the previous disturbance, "Just be patient and show them weakness, and this matter will be over. The capital is not like your Fengcheng. Any brick that falls can hit a few dignitaries."

Pei Ziheng turned his head and said, "If you are willing to lick the shoe for me, I will go back to find them now."

Dai Yu choked, "Then do you know how to play the stock market? What if you lose? Do you really want to recognize him as your grandfather?"

"You have so many questions."

"I still care about you."

"Thank you, but you don't have to."

Under the dim light of the street lamp, Pei Ziheng's delicate profile looks even more three-dimensional and stunning, like a sculpture.

Not to mention that girls like him, he feels a little moved just by looking at him.

Bah, bah, bah, he's not gay.

the next day.

Pei Ziheng was still having breakfast when Dai Yu came to his house and insisted on accompanying him to fight against Wen Bingdong.

When Pei Ziheng and Dai Yu arrived at the stock exchange, Wen Bingdong and his gang had already arrived.

The Wen family still has some reputation in the capital, so the stock exchange set up a separate room for the two of them and assigned a trader to accompany them.

The stock market opens at 9:30.

Pei Ziheng walked to the screen to observe today's market trend, but Wen Bingdong directly wrote down three Hong Kong stock codes on the blackboard with chalk and asked traders to buy them separately.

Ten minutes later.

The three stocks that Wen Bingdong bought began to rise, and the increase in each of them was very significant.

Even Dai Yu, who doesn't play stocks, saw the trick. "Damn, he must have some inside information. Isn't this cheating? You can just follow him and buy. Even if you can't win, you can at least tie."

Pei Ziheng thought Dai Yu was just talking nonsense, so he turned around and walked to the blackboard, and wrote down seven or eight stock codes with chalk, including A-shares and Hong Kong stocks.

While he was writing, Lin Fei wrote it down in a small notebook, and then went to the counter to buy it.

In the eyes of Wen Bingdong and his gang, Pei Ziheng's purchases were simply a hodgepodge, and they all laughed at him unceremoniously.

"Call him stupid, but you know you can't put all your eggs in one basket. Call him smart, but look at what junk stocks he bought? Jusheng Pharmaceutical has fallen from 8 yuan to 0.3 yuan now, and it's almost bankrupt and liquidated. Others can't even sell in time, but he actually bought 100,000 shares."

"Haha, Jusheng has fallen again. God is on the side of our Dong Shao."

After hearing what Wen Bingdong said, Dai Yu immediately ran to check the market. When he saw the code of Jusheng Pharmaceutical, he was disappointed to see that the price had fallen below 30 cents.

"It's over, Pei Ziheng, you're going to have another grandfather."

Pei Ziheng looked over coldly, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." (End of this chapter)