When they finally walked out of the big room, they found that there were still many investors who were leaving without their intention. They were discussing, looking forward to it, some were laughing happily, and more were worried. They stood in the hall and listened quietly to their words.

"Hey, the market is so good, I've fallen a lot!"

“So too!”

"Why?"

Listen, listen, there was a sudden smile on Yang Jiahui's face, but this smile was very subtle and without special exaggeration, so Zhang Jun could not see it.

People were talking and had no clue. They stood aside for a while, and found that there was no meaning, so they quietly walked out.

They came to a secluded place in the park, sat on a small stool, and looked at the people singing and laughing in the park, and were in a particularly good mood.

Zhang Jun said: "Jiahui, I don't think you were too whispering in the afternoon, what are you thinking?"

Yang Jiahui then said, "Do you know there is a saying?"

"What's the matter?"

"Die in joy, erupt in despair!"

Zhang Jun naturally knew the meaning of this sentence. When he looked at his beloved beauty, he couldn't help but feel nervous, and asked in horror: "I think everyone is happy now. Is it a sign of death?"

"No, I'm just preparing first." Yang Jiahui said.

Yang Jiahui continued: "Did you analyze that this year is the second year of stock reform, and there are continuous interest rate hikes. The reason why the market has risen so much is because the funds are being issued continuously. If the funds are issued now, do you think there is still a market trend?"

Zhang Jun lowered his head and analyzed her words seriously. He thought what she said made sense, so he said in admiration: "I just believe you."

Yang Jiahui giggled.

A pleasant sound of music there attracted their attention, Oh! Not far away, there were a group of people singing Pingju. They looked at each other and walked over with their hands.

There are two dramas in Northeast China that are very attractive, one is Ping Opera and the other is Errenzhuan.

There are more people who love to watch Pingju in the city.

They stood outside the crowd, found a high slope, and quietly admired it.

I saw an actress singing the excerpt of her son-in-law, and the musician in the back row accompanied her.

Accompanied by the sound of music, the actor sang with passion and the melody was beautiful, which attracted occasional applause.

Zhang Jun said to himself: "Okay! Very good!"

Yang Jiahui looked at her, pouted her mouth and said, "I think you're almost crazy!"

After saying that, I was having fun.

The repertoire is one after another, and then another flute solo, and the performance is so beautiful and beautiful.

They were intoxicated on the hillside. Suddenly, Yang Jiahui saw a familiar face appearing on the other end. She pulled Zhang Jun and said, "Let's go!"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jun was a little confused.

They walked down the hillside, and Yang Jiahui said, "It's late tonight, I want to go home?"

Zhang Jun was a little puzzled, but he followed her obediently. They walked to the pavilion not far away and saw a person walking towards them.

"Hello, Jiahui!"

The visitor was a young man. He was tall and fat, and he was handsome. His clothes, leather shoes and leather bags all showed that this person had a certain identity.

They stopped, Yang Jiahui smiled awkwardly and said, "You are so good!"

The man said, "It's pretty good."

The man said, looking up and down at Zhang Jun, and after a while, he said, "This is..."

Yang Jiahui shook her hair gently, raised her head and said, "My friend."

The man laughed wildly and said, "Which department are you in the city?"

Zhang Jun felt very harsh when he heard this, so he wanted to say something.

Yang Jiahui said first: "He works in a research institute directly under the province."

"Oh, that's pretty good!"

Zhang Jun looked at the man looking straight at Yang Jiahui, and felt a little disgusted. He thought to himself, is this person his?

Yang Jiahui sneered and said, "We have something to do, goodbye!"

As he said that, he pulled Zhang Jun and left.

"goodbye!"

The man said, said hello to Yang Jiahui and left quickly.

Looking at his back as he was leaving, Zhang Jun had many things that he couldn't say, choking in his throat. He stood there blankly. He really wanted to know why?

Yang Jiahui pulled him to the pavilion and sat down. She saw his thoughts and said, "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing?" Zhang Jun stammered.

"We have been with someone for a while, don't you mind!" Yang Jiahui said in a low voice.

Zhang Jun hugged her and said softly: "I only care about the present and the future, so don't talk about the past."

Zhang Jun said this, but he couldn't know the cause and effect.

Yang Jiahui lowered her head, thought for a while and said, "I'd better tell you."

"No, needless to say." Zhang Jun tried to cover her little mouth.

Yang Jiahui broke free and said, "It's not good not to say it!"

It turned out that the man worked in a certain agency in the city. The unit was good and noble, and his family also had a very background. With the help of matchmakers, they established a romantic relationship.

Once, Yang Jiahui accepted his invitation and came to his house as a guest. She saw the two-story building in his house from a distance. When she entered the house, she felt even more generous and elegant. The interior was luxurious and exquisite. His parents welcomed her warmly. After dinner, two people and his father came to mutter in the living room for a long time. Before leaving, they threw down a large package. His parents delivered the guest outside the door. At this time, he walked over and opened the package and found that it was a lot of money.

He took out a bundle and put it in his waist bag, turned around and said to Yang Jiahui, "Let's go out for a walk and have a cup of coffee, okay?"

In the cafe, they asked for the best coffee, the best service, and the consumption was of course amazing.

When Yang Jiahui returned home, she told her parents about the matter, and she wanted to stop dating.

Yang Jiahui said: "I was a little scared when I saw so much money. It wasn't corruption!"

Her mother said, "Maybe it was a relative who gave it to her? Isn't that normal?"

In this way, we dated for a while.

Because of a few things, Yang Jiahui discovered that this person was not good at heart, so she decided to break up.

Hearing this, Zhang Jun couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with it!"

Yang Jiahui smiled and said, "Anyway, I didn't bully me."

Of course, Zhang Jun understood what she meant in his heart, and he was willing to believe her words. It can be seen from Yang Jiahui's expression that everything she said was true, so he was also happy to accept such a result.

However, Zhang Jun felt that there were too many questions about Yang Jiahui and he still could not get the answer.

Zhang Jun asked with courage: "Jiahui, what are your parents doing?"

Yang Jiahui said happily: "It's just a very ordinary worker."

"Then why live in such a good neighborhood?"

"I can't explain this clearly for the time being. Can you tell me in the future?" Yang Jiahui said cutely.

Looking at Zhang Jun's suspicion, Yang Jiahui shook his arm and said, "Oh! Stop thinking about it."

"I just think why I am called a provincial unit!" Zhang Jun said.

"You're angry with him!"

They didn't say anything, just sat silently in the pavilion. Zhang Jun felt relieved when he looked at her innocence and straightforwardness. He smiled and said, "I didn't mind!"

Zhang Jun suddenly asked: "Your parents must want you to find someone rich and powerful, right?"

Yang Jiahui became even more coquettish: "They don't have to worry about my business."

"Then..." Zhang Jun thought for a long time but couldn't say it out.

Yang Jiahui was very smart. She said happily: "I just want to find an honest person, and I have the final say in the future!"

Zhang Jun scratched his head helplessly and said nothing.

Seeing that it was a little late, they walked straight home along the small path.

When Zhang Jun returned home, he seemed very silent when eating. He was just looking down and eating, which attracted his mother's attention.

"Dajun, stocks are not good?" asked my mother.

Zhang Jun said quietly: "It's pretty good."

"Then why do you have the heart?"

"No!" Zhang Jun did not tell his mother about the matter. He was ready to think about it carefully.

In his bedroom, he was half lying, his eyes clamped at the ceiling, and the scenes in the park kept appearing in his head. The image of the man appeared over and over again in his mind. He felt bored. He felt that the man was much better than him, why did he even want...

After thinking about it, he just vaguely felt that Yang Jiahui was hiding something from him, and he could feel that she was not false to him, so why should she hide something?
Chapter completed!