Zhang Jun himself couldn't stop laughing when he was inappropriate in his examination.

Shortly after the text message was sent, I received a reply from Yang Jiahui, with two short words written on it: Rewrite!

There was nothing I could do about this petite lady, so Zhang Jun had to consider it unlucky.

Check: Dear Senior Sister Yang Jiahui.

Today is a pure coincidence. When I meet you next time, I will definitely pretend not to know you, or I will bring sunglasses on the street in the future and apply a layer of ink on the sunglasses.

I hope my senior sister criticizes and educates her, and my junior brother.

Soon, Zhang Jun received a reply, and the content was still only two words: Rewrite!

At this time, he was completely dizzy. He thought about it but couldn't understand why he hadn't explained it yet. He simply lay on the bed and thought about what happened.

A sudden thought flashed through my mind. Zhang Jun patted his head with his hand and said to himself: "So stupid!"

The text message was quickly written, and the content was only a few words: Hui, I only love you.

Yang Jiahui's text message still has only two words: Pass.

Zhang Jun lay on the bed and let out a long sigh. Only now did he know what she wanted? He understood that she didn't care how many women you knew, she only cared about whether there were other women in your heart. The answer was that simple.

Zhang Jun, who had been depressed for a while, had two doors open in his heart at this time, which was particularly translucent. Although it was already midnight, he was not sleepy at all, so he turned on the desk lamp and read a stock book. He was already familiar with the contents in the book, and now he needed to accumulate experience.

Besides, Yang Jiahui was lying on the bed and was secretly happy. She thought that Zhang Jun must have been fainted by her today, so she comforted him tomorrow. As she thought about it, she hugged the Mao Mao Bear she truly loved and fell asleep with a smile.

The next morning, the sun was still very bright. On the opposite side of the luxurious community, Zhang Jun stood quietly alone. Behind him was a grocery store. The owner of the grocery store was sitting on a recliner in front of the door. The boss was very talkative and said to Zhang Jun: "Young man, are you waiting for someone?"

"Yes!" Zhang Jun quickly replied.

Then Zhang Jun looked at the boss carefully. This was a man in his sixties with a bare forehead. He looked oily because of his nutrition. His fat face was filled with smiles. He was wearing a chopping sweatshirt and exposed his fat breasts. He shaking a big palm fan with one hand and holding a pot of hot tea with the other.

Zhang Jun felt funny. Is this Maitreya?

The boss of "Maitreya" spoke: "Sit for a while, it's such a hot day."

Zhang Jun was polite and sat on another chair, chatting with the boss "Maitreya".

"Boss, is the deal good?"

"It's OK, even if you can have a meal."

"What are you doing, young man?"

"I didn't do anything, I just trade stocks."

Haha, a smile appeared on the boss's fat face.

I heard the boss of "Maitreya" say, "I have stocks too!"

"Oh? What is it?" Zhang Jun asked curiously.

"Vanke."

“How much did I buy it?”

"I can't remember it, I bought it many years ago."

“Have you not sold it?”

"Haha, I don't even look at it."

Zhang Jun looked at the determination of this boss who was a little "Maitreya" with great admiration. He seemed to have heard Mr. Liu say that it was Jin in the long run.

Zhang Jun's cell phone suddenly rang. Just as he was about to answer, the other party had hung up, he turned his head to look around, hehe, it turned out that Yang Jiahui was smiling at him across the road.

Zhang Jun bought two bottles of pure water and said goodbye to the boss of "Maitreya," and the boss of "Maitreya" also waved at Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun came to Yang Jiahui and handed a bottle of water with a red face. Yang Jiahui felt a little embarrassed, and felt that yesterday was a bit too much and said, "Aren't you angry yesterday?"

"Not angry."

"I'm not angry?"

"I really didn't dare to get angry."

Yang Jiahui took his hand and looked left and right. Zhang Jun was a little uncomfortable and quickly smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, I just look at your eyes crying red?" As he said that, he covered his mouth and started to laugh.

Zhang Jun also became happy. He was happy and looked at Yang Jiahui, and found that she was more beautiful than before. His eyebrows and figure were so fascinating that he looked at the beauty beside him. His eyes were staring straight at the beauty beside him, making Yang Jiahui feel uncomfortable. After a while, he said: "You are so beautiful!"

"How about you than your classmates?" Yang Jiahui asked deliberately.

"You are much better than her." Zhang Jun said idealistically.

Yang Jiahui giggled, pulled Zhang Jun's arm and said, "Actually, I'm a test of whether you are an honest child."

"Of course I am an honest child." Zhang Jun said, and gently scraped her nose with his fingers.

Yang Jiahui lowered her head shyly and said softly: "It's broad daylight, I'm not ashamed!"

Zhang Jun felt very unsatisfied when he looked at her delicate appearance.

He accidentally looked into the distance and saw the "Maitreya" boss sitting leisurely on the lounge chair, shaking the big palm fan, his leisurely look, which was so enviable.

At this time, someone was buying goods, but he didn't even move. He just pointed to the cash box next to him with the big palm fan, which meant: "I'll be assured if I make changes myself."

It looks like there is no thief in the world.

Yang Jiahui followed his gaze and said to Zhang Jun who was stunned: "He is a person with a story."

"What story?"

"Do you want to hear it?"

"Of course I want to know, but I'm afraid my senior sister won't tell you."

"Okay, I'll tell you." Yang Jiahui agreed happily.

Chapter 14 Maitreya Boss

Chapter 14 Maitreya Boss

Speaking of the boss of "Maitreya", Yang Jiahui has a lot of words.

"Do you know? He is my master." Yang Jiahui said very seriously.

"Oh." Zhang Jun widened his eyes.

Yang Jiahui said: "It turns out that the boss's surname is Gao. Before liberation, his grandfather and father were both famous financial capitalists. He was influenced by his family when he was young. When he was in his teens, he knew what stocks were. For most Chinese people, stocks are still an unfamiliar concept.

On the eve of liberation, once, the People's Liberation Army surrounded the city for several months. At that time, a gold ring could only be exchanged for one or two sesame cakes. At that time, his family had a little excess of food. His father originally planned not to sell the food because his father didn't know how long it would take to be besieged, and he was determined to sell part of the food. Under his persuasion, he sold part of the food and exchanged a lot of gold. At that time, his father thought the war would be long, but he firmly believed that the war would end soon. The facts proved that he was right. He was only ten years old at that time.

After liberation, he worked in a bank for decades, but during this period, his family had nothing else. Fortunately, there were many books left at home. Because his family was not good, he didn't go to college. He loved to study and read the books in his home when he had nothing to do.

There were stocks in the early 1990s. At that time, few people in our small city knew what stocks were. He bought a lot of Vanke stocks at that time, which should be most of the assets.”

Zhang Jun took over the conversation and asked, "How many times have you made so far?"

Yang Jiahui gave Zhang Jun a blank look and said, "At least 10 million, it sounds nice."
Chapter completed!