On the screen, M Moser's stock had risen another six percentage points.
It’s no wonder that Xinghuai Town’s performance has improved, and officials from the North American branch have also issued a statement proving that M Moser’s North American branch does not have any materials that exceed standards. After a review, there is no objection, and their operating rights will be restored.
Such good news proves that M Moser is about to get out of the trough.
At this time, M Moser's share price was only two-thirds of its previous value, and everyone knew that the price would definitely rise.
Who doesn’t want to make money
Small investors, large investors, various funds... have all been waiting for this opportunity, and immediately rushed into the market, hoping to get more M Moser shares before the stock price rebounded.
The direct consequence of this is that M Moser's stock soared sharply, and then it became more and more eye-catching. More funds were invested, and then the price was raised again...
In this repeated cycle, M Moser will jump to a new number almost every few minutes.
Seeing the numbers rising little by little, Chen Ziming felt the pain was worse than cutting his flesh.
When he grabbed the phone again, he almost wished he could get through the phone, fly to the other party, and get the money back.
However, as soon as I pressed the outgoing button, the phone flashed and the screen went dark.
"Oh shit!"
Chen Ziming finally collapsed, stood up, and threw the phone to the ground.
In fact, this time he really didn't blame anyone else. It was just him who made too many calls and his phone ran out of battery.
Ignoring the cell phone that was broken into pieces on the ground, Chen Ziming rushed downstairs and grabbed a bottle of wine from the wine rack. He didn't even bother to use the cup, so he took off the lid and stuffed it into his mouth, taking a few gulps.
After drinking half of the bottle of wine, Chen Ziming raised his hand and threw the bottle out.
"Assholes, all ****** assholes!"
bell-
On the coffee table, the phone rang.
Chen Ziming ignored it, but the bell kept ringing as if he was not ready to give up at all.
He came over angrily and grabbed the receiver.
"Is this Mr. Chen Ziming?" the other party asked in English.
"Who the hell are you?" Chen Ziming asked cursingly in English.
"I am the manager of Y&L Private Equity Fund, Mr. Smith."
As soon as he heard the words "private equity fund", Chen Ziming quickly grabbed the receiver and apologized to the other party in a low voice.
"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to scold you. I just... said the wrong thing at the moment. I'm really sorry. When will my money be available?"
"It's like this. Today happens to be the time for us to do the accounting, so I'm afraid it won't work today. I will transfer the first batch of payment to your account on time before eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
"But the contract states that the money will be paid to me within two days!" Chen Ziming cursed angrily.
"Yes, the contract does say that within two days, but it is within two working days after the contract takes effect. Today is Friday, and I will transfer the money to you immediately next Monday morning."
"I don't care, I want to get the money now!" Chen Ziming yelled.
But the other party still maintained a gentle tone, "But my colleague has got off work and is on vacation. I won't see him until Monday. Let's see you on Monday, Mr. Chen."
Before Chen Ziming could react, the other party had already hung up the phone.
"Damn, damn Yankee!" Chen Ziming was so angry that he slammed the phone on the table, "Give me the money earlier, will you die, bastard... bastard..."