Besides, Yang Jiahui followed Zhang Rong's car all the way to her community, and only drove out one wheel after watching them go home safely, she sent Wang Junlai and Fang Xia home first, and then went home with Zhang Jun.

In Zhang Jun's community, Yang Jiahui stopped the car and looked at Zhang Jun beside him and said, "Hey, did you drink too much today?"

Zhang Jun smiled and said: "I really didn't drink too much, I don't know what's going on, I don't drink all the time, I just don't get drunk." ”

After speaking, let's take a look at Yang Jiahui.

"I don't believe it, you've drunk a lot of wine today!" Yang Jiahui said.

Zhang Jun said: "God knows why I can drink it so much, it is said that I can drink it if there are many enzymes in the human body." ”

"I drank less alcohol after that. Yang Jiahui said.

"Hmm. ”

Zhang Jun said and got into the back seat of the car, and then pulled Yang Jiahui to sit over, Zhang Jun looked outside through the car window, and found that almost no one was moving in the community under the quiet night, so he hit the guts and hugged Yang Jiahui in his arms. Yang Jiahui was very obedient and half lay down in his arms, put her arms around his neck and said, "Hey, you said that we can really eat today, so much beef has been eaten." ”

Zhang Jun said: "Yes, I see that your little belly is bulging." ”

"No drums. ”

"Then do I touch the drum?" Zhang Junse said confusedly.

"I hate it!" Yang Jiahui finished speaking, but did not stop it, Zhang Jun touched it lightly when he saw this, and said softly and tenderly: "Sure enough, there is no drum!"

Zhang Jun hugged her, she lay in his arms, the two of them had endless whispers, endless chats, time passed quietly, Yang Jiahui looked at the time and felt that it was very late, so she said: "Hey, I have to go home, tomorrow you will honestly do your homework at home, and you are not allowed to go anywhere." ”

"Well, I'll wait for you. ”

"I'm not coming. Yang Jiahui said with a smile.

Zhang Jun hugged her and said, "Come or not." ”

"Come, come. ”

Zhang Jun kissed her gently, got out of the car, and watched the car leave the community before returning home quickly.

Although there is no excess, but there is also a feeling of fluttering, he stood quietly in place for a while, before walking home, he quietly walked into the door, quietly changed shoes, quietly lay on the bed, his mind still flashed the scene of the day, his hand still has her lingering fragrance, with sweetness and longing, with happiness and hope, Zhang Jun quickly fell asleep.

The sun is still shining in the early morning of Sunday, the breeze gently blows the willow tops, the lawn is more green under the summer sun, the flowers in the flower bed are blooming, competing for beauty, Zhang Jun got up at 7.8 o'clock, his parents also went out for a walk because of the rest, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten fritters for a long time, so he walked downstairs to the outside of the community.

The boss Gao, who was far away and sold fritters, greeted him: "Dajun, I heard that your stock speculation is good." ”

Zhang Jun walked over with a smile and said, "It's just a little luck once in a while, your business is good!"

"I can't do it, I don't fight for much money if I get up early and be greedy, it's not your sister-in-law who is also going to buy stocks. Boss Gao said, pointing to the busy boss lady behind him.

"Oh?" Zhang Jun followed his gaze to the back room, and saw the proprietress busy with a plate, so he said: "Brother Gao, I think your business is so good, it is still quite real, after all, the stock is quite empty and risky." ”

While she was talking, the proprietress Sister Wang floated over, and said with a smile as soon as they met: "Dajun, I heard that you are the super god of our community, bring your sister-in-law!"

Zhang Jun said a little embarrassed: "Sister-in-law, I don't dare to say that it is a god, it's just that the blind cat occasionally meets a dead mouse, who is talking nonsense?"

"There are a lot of stock speculators in the community, and people have seen you in the big house, and you are still celebrating the victory in the house!" said the proprietress .

Zhang Jun recalled the scene in the big room and the hall, but he really couldn't remember it, because there were too many people there, so he smiled and said: "It's all rumors, not enough to believe." ”

The proprietress continued: "I know that there is a beautiful woman next to you who is a god, and there are some more amazing characters. ”

"Hehe!" Zhang Jun just smiled lightly and didn't give a positive answer, because he didn't want to explain too much about this matter, because he also thought so in his heart.

The proprietress picked up a few fritters from the plate, went to the back room, and said, "Don't go, the army, I haven't finished yet!"

"Huh. ”

Boss Gao said while frying the fritters, "How many fritters does the army want today?"

"It's still the same, 8. ”

As she was talking, the proprietress floated back again, she said: "One of my younger sisters bought stocks in the first few days, and came to my house yesterday, and she bought less noisy, so she was not ready to borrow two more money to buy more. After she finished speaking, she looked at Zhang Jun's reaction, and saw that Zhang Jun was listening carefully to what she was saying, so she continued: "Dajun, what do you think? I believe you now." ”

Zhang Jun just smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, in the first few years, there were 5.6 fried fritters here, and in the end, only you were left, why do you say this?"

"They can't do it in terms of quality, hygiene, attitude, and hardship. Boss Gao interjected.

"Yes, you are an expert in fried fritters, but you are a layman in stocks, and it takes a long time to become a leader, and there are some other factors. Zhang Jun said.

He went on to say: "Stock speculation is always made by ten people who speculate in stocks and lose seven of them. ”

The proprietress said, "I heard that you haven't been around for a long time, why did you make money?"

"I met a master, and people say that the stock market doesn't have many good days. Zhang Jun said.

Zhang Jun continued: "And people have said that this fall may cost a lot of people! Many people will commit suicide by jumping off buildings!" Zhang Jun deliberately made the matter more serious, because he really didn't want to see someone lose money because of stocks.

Boss Gao was a little scared and said, "Then forget it!"

The proprietress was a little bold, she said, "Then if it falls, won't we sell it?"

Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said: "Sister-in-law, the stock market is sometimes very attractive, just like now it rises every day, and no one can stand it when it comes to seeing it rise every day, so I'm afraid that when it comes to killing, it's really hard to say whether it can be a river of blood." ”

"I think I'm still frying fritters to make some solid money, you didn't watch TV, you speculated on stocks and jumped off the building!" Boss Gao said to his wife.

"Well, listen to the advice of people to eat a full meal! fried fritters will never jump off a building!" said the proprietress with a smile.

Hehe.

At this time, Zhang Jun let out a long breath in his heart, and he said in his heart: It is really not easy to persuade one to finally persuade. Carrying a few fritters home, looking at the scenery in the community along the way, not to mention how comfortable it is in my heart, coming to the flowerbed where the flowers are in full bloom, looking at the colorful flowers, it is really red like blood, white like yarn are all so delicate, and then look at the neat rows of dragon claw locust are also so upright spirit.

After looking at the flowers and admiring the small trees for a while, he continued to walk home with a loud whistle, and after not going far, he saw his parents also coming from a distance, and his mother said from afar, "Dajun, have you gone to buy fritters?"

"Yes! Zhang Jun said.

The mother then asked, "Why did you come back so late last night, and how much did you drink?"

"Go home and say. Zhang Jun said, smiled and returned home first.

At home, the three of them sat around the dining table, Zhang Jun talked endlessly about yesterday's dinner, and finally said: "Mom and Dad, I only found out how much money they had yesterday?"

"How much?" asked the mother, curious.

"Each of them has more than 5 million. Zhang Jun said.

"I don't believe it. Mother shook her head, and my father shook his head as well.

Zhang Jun said: "Yesterday there was a man named Zhang Rong, the owner of Qinghui Gold Shop, she roasted beef with us, and she asked Lao Cao how much money he had? Lao Cao probably drank some wine and told the truth, he said that everyone had more than 5 million, and I saw that the other people didn't say anything, expressing their acquiescence and admitting. ”

My father said, "I know that Qinghui Gold Store is a very big gold store. ”

He continued: "But I don't believe that I can make millions by speculating in stocks, and if that's the case, I won't go to work anymore, hehe." ”

Zhang Jun said: "I started to speculate in stocks with 80,000 yuan, and now it is almost 250,000 yuan, I have only been a few months, and people have been for many years." ”

The father thought seriously while eating the fritters, he turned to look at his mother on the side, then at Zhang Jun, and then said, "If you say that, there is really some truth." The mother nodded and said, "No matter what, you must remember to be careful and careful, and don't be carried away by victory!"

"I know. ”

After breakfast, Zhang Jun suddenly remembered something, he said happily: "I persuaded the boss Gao and his daughter-in-law who sell fritters today, they also want to buy stocks, and finally gave up under my persuasion, hehe." ”

"I really can't imagine that people are crazy nowadays, they all know that stocks are easy to make money, but they don't know that stocks are easier to lose money, I think they are all greedy and swallowing elephants!" said my father.

"It's okay with us, hehe. After Zhang Jun finished speaking, he returned to his room, put pen and ink and began to practice calligraphy.

Because he was in a good mood and wrote well, he picked up a painting that had just been written, looked at it carefully, and secretly applauded in his heart: good, good, progress.

As he wrote, he suddenly remembered: What is she doing now?

At this time, Yang Jiahui was helping her mother clean up at home, she was very quick, and quickly cleaned up the house, and she was very happy to see the fruits of her labor. After breakfast, she dressed herself seriously before walking out.

"Jiahui, what are you going to do?"

Mother asked.

"Play. Yang Jiahui only said one word and ran out.