Zhang Jun took out a roll of cloth from the desk, and the cloth was a circle of rice paper. The work of the calligrapher was displayed one by one. This was Nie Moumou, this was Zhang Moumou, and some famous artists also had more than thirty paintings.

"Haha, you're so valuable.

"Yang Jiahui said.

"These are all given to me when I was a child when I attended a study class. Look, my name is on each work.

"Zhang Jun said proudly.

In his room, the two of them chatted with each other, and the sky gradually darkened. Before they knew it, time passed quickly. Yang Jiahui proposed to go home: "Zhang Jun, it's too late, send me home."

"Okay." Although they were a little reluctant, they looked at the clock on the wall that had reached 10:30 at night. They quietly opened the door and found that their parents' lights were still on and their mother's ears were very good.

"Jiahui, let's go now!" said the mother.

"Auntie, uncle, goodbye." Yang Jiahui greeted him politely.

The community was already quiet, and occasionally you could see the shaking figure of the security guard. Besides, everything became quiet and the sky was particularly clear. The stars in the sky blinked, and Yue'er didn't know where she was hiding? The breeze blew gently.

"Zhang Jun, have you said that your parents usually go to bed early?" Yang Jiahui asked.

Zhang Jun scratched his head: "That's right, what's wrong today."

"Oh." Zhang Jun suddenly understood and started to laugh.

In fact, Yang Jiahui also understood that she asked on purpose, and the two of them understood it, so they chased and played in the community.

"Stop." With a silence, the two of them immediately burst into cold sweat. They stood up at the same time. Yang Jiahui obediently and nervously grabbed a corner of Zhang Jun, followed the sound, and two flashlights quickly walked over. Zhang Jun thought to himself, did the security guard think he was a bad person at this time?

Sure enough, when I got closer, I saw that there were two security guards in the district. Although I didn’t know my name, I knew everyone who came and went there. Zhang Jun scratched his head and felt embarrassed.

"It's Xiao Zhang!" said one of the security guards.

"Yes."

"It's okay, it's okay, we've misunderstood, I'm sorry!" The security guard explained very politely.

After walking out of the community, Zhang Jun asked: "Jiahui, are you really the daughter of Boss Sifang?"

Yang Jiahui gently pulled him and said, "Actually, I should have told you a long time ago, but I want to wait and say it."

"Why?"

"My parents always want me to find someone like that. I hate someone like that. I just want to find someone who is honest and dedicated." Yang Jiahui said while gesturing with her hands.

Zhang Jun understood that the kind of person she was talking about must be the playboy.

Yang Jiahui looked at Zhang Jun and suddenly giggled: "Do you know, I started as a shield."

"What shield?" Zhang Jun asked in confusion.

Yang Jiahui said happily: "My mother asked me to make friends in a short period of time, otherwise I would have to take me that way, so I'll look for you that way, do you understand?"

Haha, it's like a series of tongue twisters, and it's like a brain teaser. Zhang Jun is not stupid either. Of course he understands what "that" means.

"I won't take anything now." Zhang Jun asked with a smile.

"Yeah, that's not that anymore." Yang Jiahui said, leaning her head against his shoulder, and she continued, "One day, I'll take you on a tour, okay?"

"You take me?" Zhang Jun asked.

"I drive, it's convenient."

"You can drive?" Zhang Jun asked curiously.

Yang Jiahui seemed very calm and natural and said: "It's normal."

Zhang Jun's heart finally calmed down because he had been in a state of uneasiness since he saw that person that day. Now he finally knew the truth of the matter. No wonder Lao Hou also wanted to cherish it himself. It turned out that they all knew it, but they just didn't.

It was really hard for these people. As he thought about it, he quietly laughed.

"What are you happy about?" Yang Jiahui asked.

"I want to have a good time," said Zhang Jun.

Yang Jiahui smiled and said nothing. She held his hand and walked forward. The two of them were in a very good mood along the way.

I was about to arrive at her community and stood down.

“I went in.

See you tomorrow." After Yang Jiahui said that, she kissed her gently, and then ran in happily.

When Zhang Jun returned home, he suddenly found that his parents had not yet slept, so he walked in and said, "My parents, why haven't they sleep yet?"

Mom said, "Come here, I ask you, do you really don't know her family before this?"

"I really don't know what's wrong? Isn't it bad?" Zhang Jun asked uneasy.

Mom smiled and said, "No, I'm afraid that people will not look down on us people."

The father said seriously: "I think this girl is good, she just wants to find someone who is responsible."

"It's really like this, mom." Zhang Jun also said.

The mother continued, "I know her father, and she is a very enlightened person."

"Go to bed!" My father opened his mouth, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

...

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning was sunny and the weather was bright and bright. The birds outside the window were chirping. The more people in a good mood listened, the better the mood, and the worse the people in a bad mood listened. Today, Zhang Jun was in an extremely good mood, because yesterday she finally revealed the secret.

He was half lying on the bed, and he was used to flipping through books. He had a unique obsession with books. In the past few months, he had read almost all the securities books he bought. He was planning to buy a few more books today.

Because he was in a very good mood, he hummed a small song while wearing clothes: "You ask me how deep I love you, how much I love you, my love is true, and the moon represents my heart..."

Seeing his son's happy appearance, his parents also happily went to work, but he was the only one at home. He stood on the balcony and stretched his arms and feet. He had a good meal until his forehead gradually became sweaty.

He was wondering what she was doing now?

At this time, Yang Jiahui was not that relaxed. She was flipping through information on the computer and looking at the research reports of various securities companies. In fact, every successful person had to pay more hardships and sweat than ordinary people. She was no exception. She was just not aware of it. She looked through the morning information before she walked to the living room and picked up the bread and cheese left by her mother. While eating, she was thinking about the continuity of the market. She also felt that Wang Jun’s analysis yesterday was correct. Although the government was actively tightening liquidity, from all aspects, liquidity still dominated and could not be changed for a while. Take the current fund issuance as an example. Many people have withdrawn deposits from banks to buy funds, and funds are also issued in large quantities. Is this market not good?

After having breakfast, she suddenly remembered a question, which is what is the next main variety?
Chapter completed!