Chapter 22 Someone Is Helping Us

Tom made sure of his guess, and his face wore one of those rare expressions of seriousness. "Bert, we're being helped."

So he went over to Bert with his computer, and he showed him the data, and he said, "Here, and here, this is actually done by one person, and we're supposed to muddy the waters so that these people can sell their shares, and then they can buy them back, and that's what this person did.

Jick looked at it and said, "That's too little."

"You don't understand, the stock looks very few, but, if we and the lady there all of the shares are the same, then this person also became a straw, like, if the person is on our side, that is that we win, however, this kind of situation is happened in according to the trend of the development of the situation now."

In short, Tom had noticed it, and it would be easy to change the trend, but he was more curious about who would buy Ron's shares now.

Everyone knew they were going to lose money, but this guy did it anyway. It was plain to take their side!

Bert's face changed, and he said, "Take it back!"

Tom burst out laughing, "Calm down, boss. I've got something to say. Besides, the way this man is going, he'll only buy three hundred million shares, and you'll just lose three hundred million."

Bert gasped.

"Check for me!

...

Today, Bane came to see Sophie in the hospital, and Sophie was a little cranky.

Bane had been buying shares in Ron's group all this time, so Sophie had ignored her, and now that she had the time to come to the hospital, Sophie had managed to get a little grumpy.

Bane wasn't angry either. She knew she hadn't been taking care of Sophie all this time, which was why Sophie was doing this, and she could just let her temper her temper.

With wide, watery eyes, Sophie looked curiously at the rows of numbers on the computer in Behn's hand. "Mom, what are you doing?" she asked.

Bane smiled and was about to reply when he heard a gasp outside.

"Oh my God, they're sports cars! Who is this man?"

Bane, too, turned to look outside.

You can see a row of luxury cars parked in front of the hospital, and the front one is a global limited edition sports car, which is the only one in the imperial capital. It seems that you can guess whose it is.

When I opened the car door, I saw a long leg, and then a handsome man in a suit stood up. As soon as he stood there, all eyes were on him.

Bane knew at a glance who it was. Yes, it was Bert, the president of Ron's Group. RON!

Perhaps her eyes were so strong that Bert, as if sensing them, turned his head, and his eyes met, and Bane thought he saw the corners of Bert's mouth rise a little.

Bane turned his head violently, his heart beating wildly.

This inexplicable guilty, let her feel strange.

Besides, didn't they say he was seriously ill and still in the hospital? Why is it here? And it's obviously for the best!

Especially that face, where is there any feeling of weakness? What is this state of being seriously ill?

"Mom! Handsome uncle is coming!"

Bane lifted Sophie onto the hospital bed and closed the computer.

"Sophie, Mom has to leave right now, so stay where you are!"

Bane couldn't say why, but he was flustered and wanted to run away.

She didn't want to see Bert.

Sophie nodded earnestly, waving her hand up. "Next time, Mom will come earlier to be with me."

Bane nodded and started to run away with his computer in his arms, but as he left the door, he bumped into a broad chest.

And then there's the familiar, the familiar, the familiar.

"Huh? What are you doing in such a hurry?"

Bane was stunned.

Slowly she raised her head and saw the handsome, terrible face.

Bane quickly backed away and nearly fell over.

"Look out!

Bert unconsciously put out his hand, as if to his waist, but whether he was afraid or not, forced it into a hand, and pulled Bane back.

Bane was so scared that he almost dropped the computer.

Seeing that, he had to brag and say, "Haha, it's Mr. Ron. All right, what a coincidence!"

A smile came over Bert's face. Was the man trying to play dumb?

Yes, he has been looking for this thief for some time, and he never thought it was under his eyes.

When the man was found, Bert was not anxious.

'Where is Miss Reed going now?

Bane was even more alarmed. She had taken thirty-one billion, and even if it was all going to Ron's Corporation, he would never know that in the future!

You're not really a thief, are you?

After all, the money is so large that it can be traced out if it takes time.

Bane didn't really expect to keep this secret at first, but he thought he'd get it over with and then transfer the shares to Bert.

Who would have thought this Bert Ron was still alive! The network broke the news of the thing is really not enough level!

"Ron, how are you, Mr. Ron?"

"Huh? You don't want me to be okay?"

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that..."

Bane only felt his anxiety increase and wanted to run away.

But Bert seemed amused by this, and said slowly, "Miss Reed, I have lost two purses lately in a row."

Bane's face changed in an instant.

"Well, you're out of luck..."

"Yes, that person incredibly still dare to take my card of the money all."

Bane's face went white.

"Mr. Ron, don't worry, maybe the thief's conscience got the better of him and he's going to give it back?"

"Are you sure?

"I..." Bane bit his lip. "I think so. Now, don't get me wrong..."

The smile on Bert's face grew larger and larger.

Bert was about to say something, and was just about to say it, when a cry came from behind him.

"Bert!

Betsy Reed, in her ten-centimeter high heels, was running this way with such force that all the bodyguards around had no time to stop her, and Betsy Reed was in front of Bert!

Betsy began to tray: "Bert! It's so good to see you. I knew everything on TV was fake! It's a good thing I didn't believe them. I ran after you as soon as I saw you out. Why didn't you ignore me, Bert?"

Bert was disgusted by the way Betsy talked and talked.