On Sunday morning, the sun was shining, and after breakfast, his mother cleaned the room, and his father was also on the side, Zhang Jun himself was not idle, he put the clothes he had changed for a week into the washing machine, poured water and some washing powder, and stirred it.

"Arm, is the sun rising in the west today?" asked the mother.

"I also love labor!" Mr. Zhang said.

The family is happy in the work, and the parents are busy with their own work in normal times, and only on holidays do they have enough time to do housework and chat together.

Half of the morning passed quickly, and after finishing all the housework, my father called Zhang Jun: "Come, have a plate with my father." ”

The mother knitted a sweater on the sofa at one end, and looked at the father and son happily.

His father was a chess fan, and his chess skills were also well-known in the neighborhood, and Zhang Jun would draw at most when he conceded a horse.

They sat at both ends of the coffee table and began to play, his father was a meticulous person, and the chess game was also interlocking, not letting the other party take advantage of the slightest advantage, although he let a horse, but, the board showed no inferiority, Zhang Jun's several attacks were easily resolved, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, he racked his brains to think of the routine of winning, but, under the effect of the competitive heart, only paid attention to the strong attack, but did not pay attention to his own nest, one did not pay attention to the father beat the palace.

"Unlucky, another plate!" Zhang Jun was a little annoyed.

The father just smiled and said to him: "Don't be in a hurry to do things, if you consolidate the rear, you will not be careless." ”

In the second set, Zhang Jun summed up the lessons learned this time, steadily and steadily step by step, the plate also showed the upper hand, Zhang Jun secretly rejoiced in his heart, thinking that this time it must be the winning ticket, he slowly infiltrated his own sub-force into the other party little by little, and his father slowly moved the sub-force backwards, looking at his own side has a great advantage, he can't help but be bold, he is looking for a fighter on the plate, suddenly, he found that the only horse on the other side, under his own artillery fire, his heart suddenly blossomed, and he didn't think about it and hit out。

He looked at his father with a smile, and his father looked at him happily at this time.

Is there something wrong? Zhang Jun looked at the plate suspiciously, to see what loopholes there were.

One of my father's cars got past his gun, and my mother! It turned out that his veteran was already within the range of the opponent's two cars. His own troops are far under the opponent's city walls, and it is already far away to rescue the soldiers.

"It's really unlucky, the last game!" Zhang Jun was even more annoyed.

The father smiled and said, "Impulsiveness is the devil!

In the third set, Zhang Jun was more careful, he moved forward step by step, and his father played guerrilla warfare with him, flickering left and right, the cart and horse artillery wandered around, as if there was no trick, his eyes were a little insufficient, so he had to look up and down, left and right to look for the other party's flaws, one of his hands held the car, I don't know where to put it is the most advantageous.

His father saw what he was thinking and said, "Meet the enemy, but not be deceived by the enemy!"

"Then I won't leave the car, I'll arrange my home!" Zhang Jun said to Yuan Qishixiang.

At this time, the plate was much thicker, and Zhang Jun's hanging heart stabilized slightly, thinking in his heart: Now, Dad has no chance.

Sure enough, the third set lasted more than half an hour, and when Zhang Jun was about to win, he was tied by his father, who had strong endgame skills.

"Quite unlucky, could have won. Zhang Jun was very annoyed.

My father asked as he collected his chess, "How are the stocks doing?"

Zhang Jun was happy for a while: "It's really good." ”

"How much did you earn?"

"More than eighty thousand. ”

Zhang Jun said very proudly.

When her mother heard this, she stopped her hand, looked at Zhang Jun in disbelief and said, "Really, it's only been a few days!"

"That's still fake!" Mr. Zhang said.

My father was very happy when he heard this, and said, "It's much higher than our annual salary!"

Then he said: "Don't be carried away by victory, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years!"

"I know that my strength is timidity, and my weakness is timidity. ”

After Zhang Jun finished speaking, he was happy.

"I'm going to buy some food, what does my son want to eat?" said the mother with a smile.

"Make dumplings!" said my father.

"What do you want to eat?" asked the mother.

"How's Sanxian?" said my father.

"Okay, I'll go with my mother. Zhang Jun said and went to his house to change his clothes.

Zhang Jun is very willing to go to the street with his parents to buy vegetables, maybe only children are like this, they came to the vegetable market with a smile and laughter along the way, and his mother is very good at buying vegetables, and she bought all the necessities with little effort.

The afternoon was wonderful, and the three of them sat down to eat the dumplings they made by themselves, and they were happy.

His father poured himself a glass of liquor, Zhang Jun never drank liquor in front of his parents, he opened it and listened to the green beer and half of his mother's family.

The father suddenly asked, "What happened to the girl you talked about that day?"

"That's right. Zhang Jun said.

"I met her in the stock market, she studied finance in college, and I don't know why she didn't go to a good unit and stayed in the stock market?"

"And she makes money, too?" asked the mother.

"Mom, the minimum capital requirement for the big family is 800,000, do you say you can not make money? Zhang Jun said.

"Then you don't have enough money, why are you in the big house?" asked the mother.

Zhang Jun scratched his head and said, "That's the case, Lao Hou took me in at that time, and someone asked me later, and then no one asked, I don't know why?"

He continued: "I don't know why I was still in the big room. ”

Zhang Jun did tell the truth, but he didn't know anything about the mystery, because someone secretly found the manager of the exchange, and this person was Yang Jiahui.

My father then asked, "It is said that the fees for trading on the exchange are much higher than those for online trading, so what are your fees there?"

"I've calculated that the fee is about the same as for online transactions. Zhang Jun said.

Speaking of which, the three of them looked at each other, and no one knew why.

Father said: "Lao Li downstairs, he is trading stocks through the Internet at home, his capital is larger than yours, but the handling fee is not low, it seems to be two?"

"I'm one eight. Zhang Jun said.

"I looked it up on the computer for a while, and I didn't figure out what was going on. Zhang Jun said, running to the study to turn on the computer.

Through the computer's transaction records, it was indeed a 1.8 handling fee.

The three of them ate with peace of mind, and their parents were of course very happy to see Zhang Jun's funds growing so fast.

The mother asked, "You say, a girl has so much money, where does it come from?"

"Earned!"

"Maybe. Father nodded.

"What's the situation with her family?" the mother asked.

"She said she was poor, and I didn't see much of it. Zhang Jun said.

"You think, how can there be poor people living in luxury communities?" he continued.

"Yes!"

"There's a chance to bring people to the house!" said the mother.

"Yes. ”

The family had a happy meal, the father went out with chess to find a chess friend, and the mother knitted a sweater while watching TV. Zhang Jun practiced calligraphy in his own hut, he stood in front of the desk, and copied the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" seriously, "Orchid Pavilion Preface" is his favorite, sometimes, he can come several times in one breath without being bored, he likes the delicate use of the pen, the beauty of the structure, the hearty flow of the gesture, he prefers the realm of the heart and hand, no wonder is the first calligraphy saint in China.

His pen flipped in his hand, and he couldn't help but be happy when he wrote about the wonders, and even boasted about himself for a while.

He was writing, and suddenly saw a handkerchief on the desk, not feeling stopped, he put the pen on the pen stand, reached out and took the handkerchief boy carefully and looked at it carefully, although he also looked at it seriously in the car last night, but after all, it was a dark day, and he didn't really see it. This time, he gently spread the handkerchief on the table and looked at it seriously, hehe, this big peony is very bright!

"By the way, draw him, and show it off in front of her in the future!" he thought of this, took out a piece of rice paper from the cabinet, laid it out, put it on the palette box, and came up one by one.

In fact, Zhang Jun's painting level is still okay, because he has a foundation in ink and wash, and he also had special training when he was young, so it is not difficult to paint. After some hard work, the copying was finally completed.

He happily took the work to his mother.

"It's pretty good, painted in ink?" asked my mother.

"Just now!"

He glued the painting to the wall in the living room, and then retreated to the back to look at it carefully, and his mother also followed him to admire it.

"Have two drinks with Dad in the evening!"

After my father finished speaking, he put down his chess, hummed a little song and walked out.

The mother asked, "Why are you going?"

"Buy a few side dishes. ”

In the evening, the family of three sat around the dining table, eating a few small dishes bought by their father, and they were happy, because they had just eaten dumplings in the afternoon, and no one was hungry. Zhang Jun accompanied his father to drink half a glass of liquor, and his mother put down the dishes and chopsticks after eating two bites, and sat on the side knitting a sweater to chat with them.

The father raised his glass: "Our army is rich in stocks, let's drink more." ”

The mother said, "Drink less, I drank it all at noon." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, just half a glass. Father explained.

The father continued: "Don't get carried away by the victory, remember." ”

"Yes, I see. ”

After eating, his parents went to the community to walk, Zhang Jun was the only one at home, he put away the painting, sat in front of the desk, took a book and read it, this is a monograph of an investment master "Buffett's Investment Road", in a period of time when he entered the stock market, he heard the most name is Buffett, and the person he admires the most is the "Maitreya" boss. He felt that there was something similar between them, Buffett had held Coca-Cola for decades, and the boss of "Maitreya" had owned Vanke for more than ten years.

Night is falling little by little, the sky is finally dark, and the parents also walked back from the community laughing, they watched the TV series in the living room, while Zhang Jun sat alone in front of the desk and looked at the book in his hand seriously.

He closed the book in his hand, imagining that one day he would be able to ...... like them.