Mo Wuling only realized that a girl had caught a coolie by a girl. The pregnant woman wanted to get up at night, but she just tossed her up, like a maid, and wanted to help her go to the bathroom. Moreover, even without this, she didn't sleep well all night.

Because a girl said before going to bed that someone might come to attack at night.

Night attack?!

Mo Wuling wanted to escape directly at that time.

Didn't leave.

Then, of course nothing happened, so I didn’t know what I was feeling in the early morning. Perhaps, it was like the plum rain suddenly floating outdoors, lingering and drizzling.

It's past six o'clock in the morning.

June 28.

Monday, a new week begins.

A girl who is very diligent in her usual days is now staying in bed with fearlessness. Mo Wuling can only leave the bedroom by herself and wanders around the first floor for a while. When she met Jiang Shanwu, who had already started to get busy early, she pretended to ask casually, and then she realized that he had already gotten up and was on the second floor.

So I found it.

In a living room on the second floor, when you enter the door, you first see someone sitting on a sofa next to the window with glass walls on the south side, reading a newspaper.

The key is that the man was holding a girl in his arms. I saw it last night. It was the younger one, and it seemed to be named Weirui. It was a very good name. I don’t know what my surname was, and I was not interested. It was just... Seeing the man holding a girl, it looked like a cat, and the girl himself was like a cat, with a red face, leaning against the man’s arms, warm and obedient.

Thinking that this scene seemed inappropriate to enter the door, she planned to turn around and leave. When the man saw it, she greeted him: "It's so early."

"morning."

The man replied in Chinese, and the two looked at each other briefly. She saw him laughing, warm and hateful, and even pointed to the sofa next to him.

Since he had signaled, he could only go there.

After sitting down, he introduced the well-behaved kitten in his arms, saying that he was Weirui. She knew that she was here, and pretended to be the first time she saw him, and she was very polite. However, it was obvious that the girl was hostile to her.

So I simply ignored it.

Actually, I want to ask provocatively, where is your mother?

Of course it's just thinking about it.

Having said that, she felt that she was a very moral person. If it were someone else, she would definitely resist this kind of thing. However, if it was someone, it might be because he was too arrogant. For some reason, she felt that this was nothing to him.

Maybe this is the natural privilege of big men.

Sitting in a corner of the sofa here, facing an open glass window facing the entire wall, you can see the scenery at the foot of the mountain in the drizzle outdoors, and you will also think of a poem. It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. I met you again in the season of falling flowers.

So he withdrew his gaze and looked at someone.

The cat saw her looking over and took the initiative to touch the man. He rubbed his face with his stubble, smiled with a pleasing smile, and deliberately glanced at her.

despise.

I'm not his woman, why are you showing off?

and……

Forget it, you can't be too mean.

His eyes swept over the newspaper in the man's hand again, and the latest People's Daily found the topic: "Do you read our newspapers too?"

Simon leaned against the single sofa, surrounded the girl in his arms, turned the newspaper a page and said with a smile: "Yes, whenever he goes there, he will look at the mainstream local newspapers. This is a good way to understand the current situation in all aspects of a country."

Mo Wuling nodded in agreement and then took the initiative to compliment: "Xiaoqing said, you know a lot of languages, it's so amazing."

"Thanks."

So I was stunned and was not used to the Western dialogue mode. This seemed to be without answering "You're welcome" and continued: "What's there today, um, interesting news?"

Simon was seeing the economic page. Hearing this, he glanced at the newspaper and said with a smile: "'It cost 50,000 yuan to buy a house. Is it interesting to discuss China's real estate commercialization reform?"

"Calculate."

Mo Wuling deliberately nodded sharply and then smiled foolishly

And he also reacted.

The newspaper in the man's hand will not have any interesting news, it is the more serious one.

Simon really found it interesting.

Buying a house for 50,000 yuan is a talkative essay. It takes unit housing reform as an introduction, saying that it will cost 50,000 yuan to turn the public housing you have been living in to your own, otherwise you will have to start paying the rent. The article did not say where it was, but since it is the People's Daily, there is a great possibility of the capital.

50,000 yuan, Beijing, one house!

Tsk!

Who dares to think about it in more than ten or twenty years?

Thinking of this, Simon casually said to the girl next to him: "If you have money, you can buy a few more houses to save and become a landlady in the future."

Mo Wuling felt relaxed and happy when he could have a topic with him, but he said, "I won't buy it. It only has 70 years of property rights, which is not as good as your Western permanent attributes. And, well, recently, everyone has been discussing stock trading, saying it is a bull market. I am considering whether to open an account and buy some stocks as investments. The ones that don't trade are just to keep in your hands for a long time, wait for appreciation and pay dividends. Anyway, they say it is more cost-effective than depositing in the bank, and that can resist inflation."

When Simon heard her say this, he couldn't help but look over, up and down, and then nodded seriously: "I have a lot of ideas."

Mo Wuling unconsciously imitated a girl and shrank her neck slightly and said in a slight manner. Of course, she felt keenly that the man's tone was not agreeable, but more like teasing, asking: "Do you think there is something wrong?"

"yes."

"Why?"

"This is a big problem, and you can't even explain it clearly to you if you write a book."

Mo Wuling decided not to ask again, although, if he could talk to him about the thickness of a book, it would definitely be very good. After thinking about it, he said, "Then I have money, buy a house, and use it as a bag... Well, this title is so ugly."

Simon smiled. Since this girl was good at doing good, she couldn't help but say more: "Only buy Beijing and Shanghai, and you have to choose a central location, try to borrow as much as you can, and you can borrow as much as you can."

Mo Wuling instinctively felt that this guy was teaching him bad things, but he smiled and agreed: "Okay, but if I lose money in the future, you have to... well, I'll look for you."

Simon shook his head decisively: "That won't work, I've never been responsible."

Mo Wuling: "..."

I really want to bite him, bad guy.

Simon ignored the girl next to him's thoughts of biting people, and his eyes fell on an interesting article again.

It just happens to introduce the Chinese stock market that has been soaring recently.

In history, Simon remembered that there was a big bull market in 1999. The starting point was May 19 of that year, which was called the 519 market because the senior executives personally spoke to set the tone to encourage the development of the securities industry.

This time, although the time is no longer May 19, what should have happened recently still happens again.

Since mid-May, China's Shanghai Composite Index has soared from around 1,000 points to around 1,700 points at the moment, and the Shenzhen Component Index has soared from around 2,700 points to around 4,500 points in the recent period. In just one and a half months, the indexes of both markets have increased by 70%, which is crazy.

In such an obvious abnormal overheating situation, the official not only did not try to suppress it, but only said that today's newspapers, many articles are still promoting the various benefits of the stock market, and various discussions on the upcoming implementation of the Securities Law on July 1.

Usually, the law should be a norm and should suppress speculative enthusiasm. However, it is obvious that the arrival of the Securities Law has been regarded as a favorable factor.

Simon doesn't remember how it will follow up, but probably knows that in the end, the official ended up in person, and directly fought through a large-scale reduction in holdings of state-owned shares.

Official sickle.

It's cruel enough.

However, if China hadn't had too many restrictions on foreign capital entering the mainland financial market at present, Simon really wanted to come in and play, and be a big dealer, making tens of billions of pocket money a year would be no problem.

After all, a group of belles around you all need money to raise.

Moreover, Simon also mastered the essence of speculation in the Chinese stock market early on.

First, fool the stock market into being friends with time, write a book called "Value" and other things, and teach everyone to engage in value investment, just like the girl around you think that long-term holding of the stock market will have a promising future. Then, you secretly make friends with your leader. For example, when the official sickle is coming, we will definitely be able to run away one month in advance.

How wonderful!

While reading the newspaper, I was chatting casually with Mo Wuling, and footsteps sounded outside the door again.

The one who came in was Damei Li.

I said I was here to have breakfast together, but I seemed to have completely forgotten the little thing I was playing tricks last night. After greeting me, I started with the armrest of Simon's single sofa, and squeezed a little bit. Of course, the well-behaved cat in Simon's arms tried hard to resist.

In the end, Simon sent away the aggrieved little girl so that she would not be eaten by the big fairy.

With her arms around the beautiful Li who snuggled into her arms with pride, Simon continued to flip through the newspaper, without avoiding Mo Wuling, stroked the woman's slender waist and said with a smile: "Remind you, you are about to make Xiaoqing angry. If you don't restrain yourself, I can't control you when I leave."

Li Damei immediately showed a grievance expression, hugging the man's neck and pretending to be pitiful: "Simon, aren't I the same as her? How can you be partial to it?"

Simon shook his head: "It's different. Xiaoqing is the eldest sister in Asia. You can only be considered a little girl."

The beautiful lady Li twisted her body slightly unconvinced, and her red lips leaned to the man's ear: "Simon, you are the boss, would you please be the eldest sister? I'm more beautiful than her."

Simon refused: "Not good."

Beauty Li pouted and whispered for a while. Seeing that the man was unmoved, she finally said, "Then, I won't listen to her."

Simon smiled and said no more.

However, Li Damei obviously did not completely take Simon's words as a warning. Moreover, maybe she didn't pay attention yesterday. During breakfast, she obviously saw the fact that Chen Qing was pregnant. She suddenly felt that a big reason why men did not let her be the "big sister's head".

The result is that while the surface is converging, it does not prevent Li Damei from having an ambition...

After everyone had breakfast together, Li Damei rushed to want Lasimon to go out to the cinema, but unfortunately it was definitely not possible today.

Meet the parents.
To be continued...