When they finally walked out of the big room, when they were in the hall, they found that there were still many shareholders who did not want to leave, they were discussing, looking forward to it, some were laughing happily, and more were anxious, they stood in the hall and listened to their words quietly.

"Hey, the market is so good, mine has fallen a lot!"

"Mine too!"

"Why?"

Listening, listening, Yang Jiahui's face suddenly had a hint of a smile, but this smile was very subtle, without special exaggeration, and Zhang Jun didn't see it.

People talked a lot, and they didn't have a clue, they stood aside for a while, and when they found it meaningless, they quietly walked out.

They came to a secluded part of the park, sat on a small bench, and watched the people singing and laughing in the park, and they were in a particularly good mood.

Zhang Jun said: "Jiahui, I see that you didn't squeak too much in the afternoon, what do you think?"

Yang Jiahui said: "Do you know that there is a sentence?"

"What?"

"Die in joy and explode in despair!"

Zhang Jun naturally knew the meaning of this sentence, he looked at his beloved beauty, and couldn't help but get nervous, so he asked in horror: "I see that I am happy now, is it a sign of death?"

"No, I'm just going to get ready. Yang Jiahui said.

Yang Jiahui continued: "Have you analyzed, this year is the second year of the stock reform, and it is a continuous interest rate hike, the reason why the market is so rising is because of the continuous sale of funds, if the sale of funds is stopped now, do you say there is still a market?"

Zhang Jun lowered his head and seriously analyzed her words, he felt that what she said was very reasonable, so he said with great admiration: "I will believe you." ”

Yang Jiahui giggled.

A pleasant sound of music over there attracted their attention, oh! There was a bunch of people not far away, singing about the opera, they looked at each other, and then walked over holding hands. There are two plays in the Northeast that are very eye-catching, one is Pingju and the other is a two-person turn. There are more people who love to watch dramas in the city.

They stood outside the crowd, found a high slope position, and quietly admired. I saw an actress singing excerpts from her little son-in-law, and the musician in the back row accompanied her. Accompanied by the sound of music, the actor sang with a beautiful melody that attracted bursts of applause from time to time.

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

Yang Jiahui looked at her, pursed her lips and said, "I think you're getting nervous!"

After saying that, giggles.

The repertoire is one after another, and the flute solo is played one after another, and the performance is so beautiful and beautiful. They were intoxicated on the hillside, and suddenly, Yang Jiahui saw a familiar face appear on the other end, she pulled Zhang Jun and said, "Let's go!"

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

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 very obediently, and they walked to the pavilion not far away, only to see a person walking towards them.

"Jiahui, hello!"

The person who came was a young man, he was tall and fat, but he was also handsome, and the clothes and trousers on his body, the leather shoes under his feet, and the leather bag he carried on his shoulder, all showed that this person had a certain identity.

They stopped, and Yang Jiahui smiled a little awkwardly and said, "You're very good!"

The man said, "Very well." ”

The man said, looking Zhang Jun up and down, and then said, "This is ......." ”

Yang Jiahui shook her hair slightly, tilted her head and said, "My friend." ”

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

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

Yang Jiahui preemptively said: "He works in the research institute directly under the province. ”

"Oh, that's good!"

Zhang Jun looked at that person looking at Yang Jiahui directly, and he felt a burst of disgust in his heart, he thought to himself, is this person his person?

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

As he spoke, he picked up Zhang Jun and left.

"Goodbye!"

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

Looking at his distant back, Zhang Jun had many unspeakable words, choked 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 what was on his mind and said, "What do you want?"

"Nothing?" Zhang Jun said hesitantly.

"You don't mind if we've been in the object for a while!" Yang Jiahui whispered.

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

Zhang Jun said this, but he wished he knew the cause and effect.

Yang Jiahui lowered her head, thought for a while and said, "I'll 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 person worked in a certain agency in the city, and it stands to reason that the unit was good and noble, and his family also had a very good background, and with the matchmaker's matchmaking, they established a romantic relationship.

Once, Yang Jiahui accepted his invitation, came to his house as a guest, saw his two-story small building from afar, into the house felt more generous, the interior furnishings are luxurious and elegant, his parents were very warm to entertain her, after the meal, came two people and his father muttered in the living room for a long time, before leaving to throw down a big package, his parents sent the guest to the door, at this time, he walked over, opened the package and found that it was a lot of banknotes.

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

In the café, they asked for the best coffee, the best service, and the consumption was certainly amazing.

Yang Jiahui returned home and recounted the matter to her parents, and she was absent-minded.

Yang Jiahui said: "I am a little scared when I see so much money, it can't be corruption!"

Her mother said, "Maybe it's a relative's money? Isn't that normal?"

In this way, they dated for a while.

Because of a few things, Yang Jiahui found that this person was not good in his bones, so he broke up with his heart.

Hearing this, Zhang Jun couldn't help asking, "What's wrong!"

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

Of course, Zhang Jun understood what she meant, and he was willing to believe her words, and it could 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 couldn't get answers.

Zhang Jun dared to ask, "Jiahui, what do your parents do?"

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

"Then why do you live in such a nice neighborhood?"

"I can't say this for a while, can I tell you later?" Yang Jiahui said delicately.

Looking at Zhang Jun's doubtful face, Yang Jiahui shook his arm and said, "Oh! ”

"I just think why I was called a provincial unit!" Mr. Zhang said.

"Angry with him!"

None of them spoke, just sat silently in the small pavilion, Zhang Jun looked at her innocence and straightforwardness and was completely relieved, he smiled and said, "I don't mind!"

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

Yang Jiahui was even more coquettish: "They don't have to worry about my affairs." ”

"That's ....... Zhang Jun thought about it for a long time and didn't say it.

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

Zhang Jun scratched his head helplessly and didn't say anything.

Seeing that it was getting late, they followed the path straight home.

Zhang Jun, who returned home, seemed very silent during the meal, and his appearance of eating with his head down attracted his mother's attention.

"Arm, stocks are not good?" asked the mother.

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

"Then why do you have a mind?"

"No!" Zhang Jun didn't tell his mother about it, he was going to think about it.

In his bedroom, he was half-lying, looking at the ceiling with his two eyes, and the scene in the park kept appearing in his head, and the image of that man appeared in his mind over and over again, and he himself felt bored, he felt that the man was much stronger than himself, why should he .......

He didn't figure it out after thinking about it, he just vaguely felt that Yang Jiahui was hiding something from him, and he could feel that she was not hypocritical to him, so why hide something?

The mother was most concerned about her son, and while he was meditating, the mother walked in and asked with concern, "Is something wrong?"

Zhang Jun thought about it, and finally told his mother what happened in the park today, and then told his worries again, and finally he said, "Mom, what do you think about this matter?"

When the mother heard this, she became happy and said, "It is normal for a family of women to ask for help! She does not value power and money, which means that she is a good girl." ”

The mother continued: "She can tell the truth, and it seems that she is sincere. ”

Words are the key to happiness, and his mother's words immediately dispelled his worries, and he was also in good spirits.

said that when Yang Jiahui returned home, her mother asked directly: "The matchmaker called again just now, and she wanted to ......." ”

Without waiting for her mother to finish speaking, Yang Jiahui interjected and said, "No way, I hate gentlemen the most." ”

As he spoke, he was going upstairs.

His father was very open-minded and said, "Jiahui wait, listen to Dad." ”

"Okay then!" Yang Jiahui stood down obediently.

The father said, "I think it's right that you want to find an honest person who does your duty, and I also hate those gentlemen." So, dad has your back. ”

"Thank you, Dad!" Yang Jiahui said, turning around and running up.

In her boudoir, she quietly recalled the playful children she had seen in the past few years, and now she still feels disgusting when she thinks about it, she is really sanctimonious, and there are men and women prostitutes behind her back.

She gradually felt that Zhang Jun was an honest and responsible person, although her family was rich and noble, but she preferred the life of ordinary people, and she felt that the life of ordinary people was more down-to-earth.