When he learned that Wang Bo wanted to buy equity certificates sent to their management and old employees a few years ago, Zhong Zhengjiang and Wu Caixia were shocked and immediately dissuaded him, saying that the equity certificate was really useless. They were all used by the government to deceive ghosts and cheat money. They were like waste paper and worthless. Many workers make trouble every year. The brewery is so prosperous on the surface, and it is a mess that owes a huge amount of money to the bank. It is a mess that cannot be explained clearly when it goes bankrupt. The China Securities Regulatory Commission cannot let it go public. No matter how many advertisements you buy, no matter how much you spend, no matter how much you spend, no matter how much you spend, no matter how much you public relations, it is useless.

Of course, the words of Zhong Zhengjiang and Wu Caixia were kind-hearted, but their vision was limited. Without Wang Bo's eyes that could see through the fog of history, Wang Bo could not tell them the "tragic fate" of the Blue Sword Group being forcibly acquired by domestic capital tycoons in the future, so he had to say:

"Uncle Zhong, Wu Niang, thank you for your kind reminder! But recently, my rice noodle shop has a good business and I have made some money. It is not cost-effective to deposit the money in the bank for interest, so I want to invest. Although the brewery is heavily in debt and owes a lot of debt to the bank, as the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and the government will not easily let him go bankrupt with the thousands of employees of the brewery. Moreover, the brand of "Blue Sword Beer" is currently the dominant player in Sichuan Province, and this brand is still worth a little money. Even if you take a step back, the Blue Sword Group went bankrupt due to its blind expansion, and I thought that there must be other peers who will be the buyer in the end. If you sell it at a good price, wouldn't this share be valuable?"

"What if you can't sell it at a good price? That's not a loss of money?" Wu Caixia said.

"Haha, there are always risks in doing business!" Wang Bo smiled.

The couple was very happy to persuade him again. Wang Bo, the daughter's savior, did not want him to suffer a loss, which made Wang Bo feel a little amused and amused. He really wanted to tell the couple that the brewery now has the equity certificates you regard as straw paper, and in six or seven years, it will increase by a hundred times or a thousand times! Now, as much money as your couple has, you should hurry to find your colleagues who want to sell them, even if they lose all their money and borrow money everywhere. They will buy it hard for me!

But he was still afraid that the two of them would treat him as a lunatic, so he endured it, but he didn't say anything. Finally, seeing Zhong Zhengjiang and Wu Caixia were anxious to persuade him, he simply said:

"Uncle Zhong, Madam Wu. I appreciate your kindness. But I have decided to do this. Just treat it as a personal benefit. Whether you make money or lose money in the future, I will never blame you. I will only thank you. It is normal to have losses and make money in business, including the prosperous "Sao Zeng Mi Fan" in my family. At the beginning, I went to my mother's house to borrow money from my uncles and ladies, regardless of the opposition of my old man. I have some experience in how to do business and how to invest. So, don't worry, I have a clear idea, and I will not spend all my money to buy the equity certificates of your factory."

Wang Bo had already said this. Zhong Zhengjiang and Wu Caixia advised him a few more times, but after no results, he had to agree. He would go to ask him when he was at work tomorrow. As for commissions, don't mention them in the face.

Although they agreed to help Wang Bo ask, the two of them still said one by one, asking Wang Bo not to be impulsive. This thing should not be joked, and think twice before acting. The eyes of the masses are sharp. Everyone thinks that this equity warrant is useless, and the deputy factory director is trying every means to sell it. There must be a reason.

Wang Bo nodded timidly and did not object to the words of the two, but his attitude of buying stock warrants was extremely firm. Wang Bo thought to himself that the eyes of the masses were sharp. It was true, but it was only occasionally sharp. Most of the time, he was blind, blind, controlled and used by a few elites, and shouted as cannon fodder. Otherwise, how could the poem "Rise, the people suffer; die, the people suffer" be passed down?

The equity warrants came to an end. The family just heard that the "Zeng Sao Mi Mian" that was so popular was actually Wang Bo's idea. It was the product of his resistance to public opinion. They immediately became interested and began to ask about the whole story of the matter. Even Zhong Jiahui, who had not spoken much, opened her eyes wide and was full of energy, staring at Wang Bo like a curious baby.

"Uncle Zhong, Wu Niang, Jiahui, this thing is a long story. I'll take a sip of wine first, and then slowly set it for you..." So Wang Bo picked up the wine glass, took a big sip, and began to tell the "censored talk" he had said many times to the family.

For this dinner, one party made a large table of delicious food and drinks, poured wine, picked up food, and clinked glasses, thanked sincerely; the other party was lustful and wanted to go to the banquet. Faced with the attentiveness of the family, after the initial discomfort, he felt at ease, and started to eat and drink happily, and occasionally peeped and glanced at each other, and had a beautiful look. Therefore, the whole night was filled with wine, and the guests and hosts were happy, which was very comfortable. Wang Bo felt the sincerity, enthusiasm, and attentiveness of the Zhong family; the three of the Zhong family also realized Wang Bo, the kindness, maturity and stability of the Zhong family, and the conversation was extraordinary.

After dinner, everyone moved to the living room. Zhong Jiahui made two cups of tea, one for Wang Bo and one for his old man, and then went back to the kitchen to help his mother clean up the mess, leaving two men, one old and one young, to continue bragging and spanking on the sofa in the living room.

While chatting with Zhong Zhengjiang, Wang Bo intentionally looked at Zhong Jiahui's home. Two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, about seventy or eighty square meters in size. The color TVs, refrigerators, washing machines, sofas and other furniture and appliances are all there. They are not very new and look a little old. Overall, the house that Wang Bo's cousin Li Junhua's family lived in the early 1990s was similar except for the slightly larger area.

An ordinary urban resident family.

The two were chatting, and Zhong Jiahui suddenly walked into the living room with a blushing face.

"Dad, mom... Mom asked you to help her wash dishes." Zhong Jiahui said to her old man, and after that, she lowered her head.

"Aren't you helping him wash? You have to wash two people when washing dishes?" Zhong Zhengjiang was stunned.

"I don't know, anyway...she calls you to cut the kitchen." Zhong Jiahui lowered her head and pulled the zipper on the hem of her coat with her hands.

"It's inexplicable!" Zhong Zhengjiang muttered, but his wife quickly understood what she meant. Zhong Zhengjiang stood up from the sofa, "Then you chat with Wang Bo, I'll go and wash the dishes for your mother."

As soon as Zhong Zhengjiang left, Zhong Jiahui became even more upset. She was washing dishes in the kitchen. Before she could wash two of them, her mother asked her to call him in and chat with Wang Bo, saying that the two young people had a common language. He was an old man's house (old man), and he didn't know anything. Wang Bo probably was annoyed. Zhong Jiahui was not very willing, mainly because she was embarrassed in front of her parents. But her mother pushed her and pushed her out of the kitchen directly. She had no choice but to enter the living room.

Wang Bo looked at the girl sitting next to him, lowered her eyebrows and bowed her head, and didn't say anything. She was shy and shy, and she looked like the kind of girl who went on a blind date to meet a man for the first time on TV. She couldn't help but smile.

"Jiahui, don't you mind taking me to visit your boudoir?" Wang Bo said with a smile to the girl who lowered her head and blushed in front of him.

"Yes, that's OK!" Zhong Jiahui said, and raised her head, she saw the boy beside her pursed his lips and smiling. She stared at her with a smile. Zhong Jiahui was immediately embarrassed, and her eyes slid away from Wang Bo's face as if she was running away. Then she got up and walked towards her bedroom in a hurry.

Wang Bo followed Zhong Jiahui and walked into Zhong Jiahui's boudoir, a place he imagined the most in his previous life, except for Liang Ya's room.

This is the boudoir of the third girl Wang Bo walked into. Compared with the dazzling array of Li Junhua's dormitory and the simplicity of Zhang Jing's bedroom, Zhong Jiahui's dormitory looks more moderate. It is not big or small. There is a wooden bed about one meter and two meters, a desk, cabinet, and a one-person-high bookshelves next to the cabinet. These are basic accessories. Like the furniture and appliances in the home, they are not very new.

Although the things are not very new, they are all spotless, neat and warm. You can see at a glance that it is a girl's boudoir. The calendars on the walls, some celebrity posters, photo frames on the desk, exquisite pen holders, light green sheets, quilt covers, and a brown monkey doll leaning against the head of the bed all reflect the girl's delicate thoughts.

"You can sit on the chair." Zhong Jiahui pointed to the chair in front of her desk and came to the bed to sit down.

"When did you take it?" Wang Bo picked up a photo frame on the desk, which was a single photo of Zhong Jiahui. The background was a peach forest with peach blossoms blooming. The girl in the photo stood under a peach tree, smiling like a flower, and contrasted with the peach blossoms blooming around her. A poem immediately popped up in Wang Bo's mind:

Last year, today, people's faces and peach blossoms complement each other.

I don’t know where the faces of the human faces go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

"This spring." Zhong Jiahui glanced at Wang Bo who was looking at his photo. "I took a photo in the nearby peach forest when I went to my mother's hometown of Longquan." Zhong Jiahui added.

"Beautiful!" Wang Bo looked at the photos in his hand, "The peach blossoms are beautiful, but the person is more beautiful!"

"Talking nonsense!" Zhong Jiahui's heart jumped violently with a "bang", and glared at Wang Bo coquettishly, "You...you Liang Ya is beautiful!"

Zhong Jiahui's counterattack made Wang Bo a little embarrassed. After glanced at the smile that was more beautiful than the flower in the photo, he put the photo frame back in place and smiled awkwardly: "You are all beauties, but I am the slaughtering man!"

"Are you defaming your Liang Ya, are you not interested?" Zhong Jiahui covered her mouth and smiled.

"I'm not modest! The first time I came to your house to play, I can't just tell everyone that I'm very talented and well-educated, right?" Wang Bo looked innocent.

"Puchi--" Zhong Jiahui covered her mouth and smiled again.

“…”

Wang Bo's joke suddenly made the two of them feel a little cramped and a little "tensive" atmosphere eased a lot. There were already many common topics among students, and the two of them quickly started chatting with each other.

Of course, as a student, the topic is mainly about learning and campus.

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