C159 Bandit Pentachoresis!

"Godfather, I also have a friend to invest in stocks. I also lost a lot of money …" Zhong Xian immediately remembered what happened to Wu Dirong some time ago. The 8 million yuan worth of stocks had shrunk to less than 3 million in three years, and he still had that pitiful stock market account with him. He could not help but feel a chill in his heart, "Dad, don't worry