, support Liaoning construction!”

She reached out and typing the keyboard quickly, and soon the order was entered. However, just after the transaction time, she muttered swear words in anger.

Aunt Wang came over with a cup of hot water and comforted her gently.

"It's not bad for this time, let's talk about it in the afternoon."

Fang Xia also came over and joked, "Why did you come today?"

"It's raining!"

"The army has only been here for a while!" Fang Xia's words obviously had another meaning.

Yang Jiahui blushed and said fiercely: "What does it have to do with me?"

"We didn't say it's related, is it Aunt Wang?"

Aunt Wang is a little older and feels embarrassed to joking too much, so she just stood there and watched the two of them laughing.

Yang Jiahui was a little embarrassed when she was said. She kicked Zhang Jun’s chair hard and said, “Did you say anything?”

"I didn't say anything."

Zhang Jun was also a little dizzy.

Old Hou also came over and joked: "Who said nothing about drinking yesterday? Brother avenged you!"

However, Lao Hou's eyes were looking at Yang Jiahui with a blushing face.

Yang Jiahui suddenly found the newspaper clip in the corner and copied it in her hand. She hit Lao Hou's thigh twice with "viciousness", and she didn't forget to say, "You dead monkey!"

While dodging, Lao Hou did not forget to joke: "Who dares to have such a wife!"

However, his eyes fell on Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun just smiled foolishly and didn't say anything. He felt both happy and timid now. He hoped to have a good result with her; he was afraid that she would be so fierce.

Several people around were smiling and watching them play. They had been together for a long time and knew each other very well. It was common for them to chat and joke together. They were unwilling to trade online at home because they hated the virtual world and preferred the real friendship, so they came here. This place was like a warm home, like a harbor of love, helping each other. Over the years, each of them had great achievements.

After a hustle and bustle, everyone returned to peace and began to discuss the market seriously, because this was their main theme.

While he was talking, Wang Junlai walked in with a pile of corn.

"Hi, take a break!"

Wang Jun said, giving everyone two sticks of hot corn.

The fresh corn is fragrant and sweet. It is tender and tender when bitten in the mouth. It feels full of fragrance when you eat it. While they taste the food, they do not forget to discuss the market.

Lao Cao deserves his surname. Not only is he trading fast, but he is also first-class in his speed. Before someone finishes his bait, he has already finished two baits of corn.

He wiped his mouth, straightened his waist and said, "I think Lao Liu is right. The current market trend has begun to show signs, and the 28th phenomenon may continue."

Mr. Liu was short of teeth, so he picked up the corn kernels that fell on his pants and put them in his mouth and chewed them, saying: "The country has regulated it, and the market can continue. Where will it reach the top? It is a very difficult question."

"However, I'm still optimistic."

Zhang Jun, who was the least courageous and had no say, couldn't help asking: "If the blue chips also rose a lot, what would happen next?"

No one answered, they all looked at each other because no one knew what the future would be like.

After a long time, Yang Jiahui said: "I just heard from the people downstairs that I could see 5,000 points. I wonder if this is the case?"

Another silence.

Old Hou suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Don't worry! Let's follow the trend and run away when it's wrong!"

Mr. Liu pushed his glasses and said, "That's wrong, we must prepare for the future."

Wang Jun, who is best at summarizing, said: "I think the big blue chip market has begun to show signs. Is this a fact?"

He said, looking at everyone's expressions.

Everyone nodded and expressed their approval, and then he continued: "There may be 5,000 points in the future or 10,000 points. Let's ignore it first and make money first, and then talk about it!"

"Do you agree?"

Fang Xia was the first to applaud, and then they all applauded and agreed.

Yang Jiahui took a waste bag and collected the garbage left over from everyone. She walked to the door and suddenly said to Fang Xia: "I think Brother Wang and you are intimate!"

After saying that, he ran out with a giggle.

Chapter 23 It's a different taste

Chapter 23 It's a different taste

Fang Xia turned around and cursed with a smile: "This dead girl is so annoying."

Then he shouted loudly to Zhang Jun: "Dajun, if you have such a wife, the consequences are very serious. You must be prepared to kneel down on the laundry board."

Zhang Jun still smiled foolishly and said nothing. He knew that his eloquence was really impossible to compare with her.

With a "wow", the people in the room looked at Zhang Jun with a smile, making Zhang Jun feel like he had urticaria, his face was red and itchy. Fortunately, his skin was a little dark, not very obvious.

Suddenly, the sound of a rescue vehicle "Woo...Woo..." came downstairs.

Zhang Jun lay at the window and looked down. He saw an ambulance parked downstairs. There was dazzling blue light shining on the car. Several "white coats" were busy in and out, and there were many curious people around the car.

They ignored them and continued to laugh. Yang Jiahui, who had dumped the garbage, suddenly ran up from downstairs. As soon as they entered the room, they turned around and closed the door. She leaned her back tightly against the door, gasping for breath. Everyone looked at her nervous expression in surprise, not knowing what was wrong.

After a while, Yang Jiahui, who had calmed down, said: "It's so terrifying!"

Everyone asked curiously: "Why?"

Yang Jiahui told her all the experiences she had just experienced.

It turned out that due to the continued popularity of the market recently, the number of people opening accounts is increasing every day. Just now, an old lady who is nearly 70 years old came. Although she is nearly 70 years old, she is still quite tough. She squeezed into the crowd at the service desk and took out her ID card and asked the staff to open an account for her.

The service lady smiled and advised the old man: "The stock market is risky and is not suitable for people of your age to intervene..."

Before the staff finished speaking, the old lady became a little anxious and said, "I have clean money, why don't you open an account?"

"It's not that you don't want to open an account, it's that you're worried about your health."

The old lady became even more unhappy after hearing this. She originally wanted to continue arguing, but there were too many people asking for an account to be opened. She accidentally stepped on her feet, and the people behind her pushed forward, causing the old lady to fall on and was stepped on a few times.

As a result, the old lady lay on the ground and foamed at her mouth.

When Yang Jiahui said this, she looked helpless and fearful.

Everyone looked at each other without saying a word. Except for Zhang Jun, everyone had an ominous feeling in their hearts, but this feeling was just a budding feeling. Perhaps the real fear was still behind and unknown to everyone!

The opening time at noon was coming, and Angang Co., Ltd. continued to rise. Yang Jiahui was so angry that she kept typing on the keyboard. She saw her eyes wide and her cheeks were bulging, as if she was full of energy. Zhang Jun looked funny and hugged her quietly. Yang Jiahui also looked at Zhang Jun fiercely. She had not forgotten to touch the keyboard with her fingers, and she withdrew the order she had paid at noon.

The market continues to rise, and no one speaks, they are watching silently, thinking about their own thoughts silently. People are worried about their worries, and there is some anxiety in happiness. There is also some nervousness in happiness, in such a contradictory heart.
Chapter completed!