Chapter 1282: God turning

Susan. Kletten. Quandt walked into the room gracefully, took off the wool cloak that was draped on his body, revealing the cut and fit dress that was made by a famous designer at first glance, and Tan Zhenhua also very gentlemanly took the lady off. Hanging it on the coat hook at the door, he said sincerely: "Susan, you are so beautiful today."
"Thank you." BMW Zhihua accepted the compliment calmly, and at the same time took an elegant step, but did not walk to the place in the living room specially prepared for the guests, but walked to the window, half-leaning on the window, and began to start stunned. I stared at the slightly gloomy sky outside.
Her move made Tan Zhenhua feel a little weird-in other words, a single man and a widow live in the same room, and this "widow" not only has a noble status and elegant temperament, but also has a background that is difficult for ordinary people. It also has an angelic face gifted by heaven. She has a nice and slim figure, especially today, she has obviously been deliberately dressed up. A decent dress sets off her beautiful figure vividly, her wide neckline reveals a whiteness, and the hills on her chest are even more confusing... …
I'm afraid that no man can control himself not to be out of his mind in this situation, Tan Zhenhua is no exception, and in Susan. Kletten. With the misty eyes of Quante and the scent of scent exuding from his body, the atmosphere in the room gradually became ambiguous.
"Eric, tell me, did you carefully arrange all this?"
Susan finally spoke, her voice was slightly hoarse, and it sounded full of magnetism. With her slowly turning around, she unabashedly showed her mature and beautiful figure. Tan Zhenhua believed that most men would be in this situation. He fell, and he did not hesitate to tell everything together, and if the opponent is a vigorous young man, then the probability of him telling the truth is almost 100%.
But it's a pity that the one who lives in Tan Zhenhua's young body is an old fox with years...
"I don't understand what you mean, Susan, can you explain it?" Tan Zhenhua did not hide his appreciation for Susan in his eyes, but the content of the answer revealed that he is still very clear-headed.
Susan sighed softly: "Eric, in fact, I don’t pay much attention to the company’s operations, or even what’s happening in the international financial markets. I’m a woman, and I already own shares. The voting right of is entrusted to my dear brother Sfant, maybe it is because I am actually an outsider, so I look at the problem from a different perspective from most of them, but this time I think, maybe I see That’s the truth."
"Oh? Susan, can I know what you saw?"
Miss Quante bit her lip and said after hesitating: "Eric, maybe I shouldn't tell you, because you are the most suspicious one I think, but well, maybe I should be honest. There are only two of us here, right? So you don’t have to worry about anything, Eric, tell me, are you secretly manipulating all this? I’m talking about "Black Monday", the day the disaster happened. At the beginning, or earlier, are you the one who caused this disaster?"
I can’t say what I’m feeling now, but when someone exposes his
crime
face to face, it must be nonsense to say that Tan Zhenhua has no psychological fluctuations at this time. However, he immediately covered up the past with exaggerated body language: "Susan," he shouted: "Oh my God, why do you think that? This disaster is too big and dangerous. I can't imagine that someone could trigger it with his own power, and why would you think that I was the one who caused it all? It's ridiculous. I admit that I have some money and have a certain influence in the financial world, but do you really think that I can use these to fight the world? Besides, Susan, you have a reason to guess that. ? I can't imagine what I did wrong, which gave you such an absurd idea."
When he said this, Susan stared into his eyes, as if trying to see some flaws, but unfortunately, the time-tested "actor" Tan Zhenhua can get the best actor of "Cannes" in this performance. Nominated, so Susan only saw the normal performance of an angry and wronged young man.
"I guessed wrong?" She was shaken in her heart, but she continued with the words prepared in advance: "Eric, in fact, I don't have any evidence to prove that all this is related to you. This is just one of mine. This kind of guess, you can understand it as a woman’s keen sixth sense. Of course, this guess is not entirely out of thin air. It is just based on a simplest reasoning-to know who is the initiator of the event, as long as Just see who benefits the most in the end, Eric, do you think this logic is right?"
Tan Zhenhua couldn't help yelling in her heart: "Fuck!"
Thousands of calculations still left this biggest flaw!
Although everything he manages in Moqi Gecheng is secret, it is difficult to say that it is seamless. Susan's words remind him that the biggest problem is that in this sudden financial storm with almost no signs, he and his "red flag" The performance of the "fund" is really too prominent, almost perfectly avoiding every reef, not only without loss, but also with the help of this storm that has swallowed everyone!
These data are public and cannot be kept from others. Maybe not many people are paying attention yet, but the storm will eventually pass. When everyone can stop and take a breath and study the cause of the storm, all of this will also be exposed. In broad daylight!
Of course, both Guo Zhaode and Tan Zhenhua can deny everything, but this is actually meaningless, as long as the operating methods within the rules are allowed, no matter what you do with these rules, what you can do in the future is to make The new rules are to make up for the previous loopholes. Guo Zhaode anticipated all this. Therefore, he had long told Tan Zhenhua that this kind of action can only be carried out once, only once; and in the capital market, evidence or something doesn’t matter, it’s important. It’s actually people don’t believe what you did.
So many thoughts flashed in Tan Zhenhua's mind in an instant, no matter how superb acting skills, there was a trace of flaws, his expression and eyes were unnatural for a moment, and all this was staring at him closely. Susanpu caught the change in expression.
Her reaction was strange-first astonishment, then surprise, then unexpectedly, unexpectedly joy?
If Tan Zhenhua understands correctly, Susan. Kletten. Quante's current expression is absolutely delightful!
"It seems that I guessed it correctly." The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and the expression on her face changed again. This time, she was proud!
Yes, it must be proud!
Because she said: "Eric, your expression just now told me that my sixth sense is correct. Sfante lost, and now his "grey spots" belong to me!"
God's turning point!
Tan Zhenhua touched the back of his head, and asked with some embarrassment, "Well, that, Susan, can you tell me what a "gray spot" is?"
"That is a horse, a beautiful thoroughbred horse. According to the pedigree records in the "General Register of Thoroughbreds", it is a direct descendant of "Dali Arabia". It is very beautiful and is also the heart of Svante. But from today onwards, it’s mine, Eric, would you like to see it?"