Zhang Baoxiu's cleverness does not lie in how much scheming she will have, but in the fact that she knows that happiness is not easy to come by and is worth cherishing, otherwise, as a flight attendant, she can be lost in just a few months. However, after the shopping turmoil, the old rascal felt that Sister Baoxiu was indeed a good girl, and couldn't help but value her a little more.

After shopping, his stomach was indeed hungry, and the old rascal asked, "Sister Baoxiu, what do you want to eat?"

The smart Zhang Baoxiu didn't say to eat French food, nor did he say to eat a bowl of noodles, but said a very appropriate word: "Yifan, I want to eat Sichuan Western food, I'm a little homesick!"

"And where do you want to eat?" asked the old rascal.

"Well, you say, you can go wherever you say, preferably in a small alley, although the hygiene is a little worse, but it is all very authentic!" Zhang Baoxiu said.

This sentence matched the appetite of the old rascal, so he snapped his fingers: "OK, I will invite you to eat in the alley, although the hygiene is a little worse, but not afraid, let's let them soak the dishes and chopsticks in boiling water!"

"Hmm!" Zhang Baoxiu nodded.

So the old rascal really drove her to a small alley in his memory.

Places he frequented when he was a student in his previous life.

Of course, the car couldn't get in, so he parked the car nearby and led her deeper into the alley.

Nowadays, the old rascal is considered a man, especially the small body is already shaped, wearing a pair of short sleeves, the lean muscles on the forearms and arms can make the girls have the urge to go up and touch after seeing it. Of course, the most attractive thing about the old rascal today is not that he is a man or not, but that he exudes self-confidence.

Self-confidence is rare and valuable for men.

And what about Zhang Baoxiu? A beautiful woman like her walks through the alley in a beautiful flight attendant uniform, and basically she will not meet it once a year.

So the two became the focus of everyone's attention.

Zhang Baoxiu held the old rascal's arm, one side of the body was tightly attached, anyway, the morning portion had already been eaten, she felt that it was natural to do so.

"Okay, it's here!" The old rascal stopped at a Sichuan restaurant, the boss was boiling lard in the pot, looking at the two of them in a daze, of course, 90% of the time in the stunned eyes was spent on Zhang Baoxiu's face and figure.

The two walked in;

It is a small restaurant with only 6 tables, and there are three people in the whole restaurant, a 40-year-old owner, a teenage apprentice, and the owner's wife.

In the previous life, when the old rascal saw them, it was still in 03, but he has long forgotten the difference between 03 in the previous life and 2000 in the present life, but it is always certain to be younger.

After sitting down, the boss smiled and said, "What are you two going to eat?"

Zhang Baoxiu hurriedly asked in Western Sichuan dialect: "Can I help make two dishes?" ”

When the old rascal heard this, he immediately wanted to see Zhang Baoxiu's stir-frying, but he thought that this would probably cause many people in the neighborhood to come to watch, not to mention that it would be too public, and it would feel like being watched by people "Sichuan Opera". So he smiled and said: "Forget it, let's let the boss do it for us, since we are here, we have to try the boss's craftsmanship, and it will be rare to come once in the future." ”

The dish was not called much, a pot of meat, a braised fish fillet, a dry stir-fried beans, a kung pao chicken, the soup was free, and there was no good soup in the restaurant, so four bottles of beer came directly.

The meal was very beautiful, especially for the old rascal to reminisce about his previous life, Zhang Baoxiu also ate a small mouth, and kept smiling sweetly at him.

"Yifan, did you come here often before?" Zhang Baoxiu asked as the two continued to wander in the alley after eating.

But as soon as she said this, she ran to a place that sold small goldfish.

In the end, she bought a small glass tank and two small goldfish, which she happily held in her hands.

"Go back?" Zhang Baoxiu said with a sweet smile.

Night had fallen, and in the car, Zhang Baoxiu suddenly asked, "Yifan, are you really not going to class much now?"

The old rascal boasted again: "If you don't go on, what else will you do! I've started a company, and it's a fart to go to school!"

Don't say, sometimes, girls like this kind of nature, if you give her a dialectical explanation, for example, well, although I opened a company, but, since I chose to go to college, I must open a good company at the same time, and do a good job in learning, so as to live up to the expectations of my parents.

You say it and try it to see which statement impresses girls more about you, or thinks you are more capable?

Sometimes, swear words can do a good job.

Sure enough, Zhang Baoxiu smiled sweetly and said, "Yifan, it's good for you to think like this, anyway, going to college is for work." ”

The old rascal saw her throwing a small fish tank in the rearview mirror, and said casually: "Is it a male and a female?"

"Hmm!" Zhang Baoxiu nodded.

The old rascal sighed a little in his heart, beauties, you all expect Lao Tzu to love you alone, but this is impossible, who let Lao Tzu have had enough of the pain of hanging on a tree in his previous life!

After sending Zhang Baoxiu back to the Civil Aviation Hotel, the old rascal felt a little empty in his heart, he suddenly missed Yang Fei'er very much, and he especially wanted to see Wang Zixuan, and even Lin Xiaojing, who made him force to forget.

At this time, Xiaoxin called him and told him that he and Ah Hai had moved in and had bought almost everything. I asked if I was going to Jiao Tong University tomorrow to attend a lecture and how to find the professor. The old rascal felt that he should have bought a car for Sister Zixuan earlier.

The old rascal told him that he was going tomorrow, and you would call Sister Zixuan, make an appointment with her, and everything would be done as before.

After Xiaoxin received the order, he hung up.

The old rascal thought, when Fei'er comes back, he must go back to his lying house, give 10 million to Lao Yang's family, and if he doesn't let his parents know some of his situation, I will be drowned in saliva as a son.

After making up his mind, the old rascal went to his lodgings.

As soon as he returned to his accommodation, he ran to the study and asked, "Grandma, how much money do we have now?"

The old rascal asked while opening the trading software to check the funds:

The 200 million yuan of private placement, after 3 days of operation, in addition to the 2% profit on the first day, each of the two days has an average profit of 3%, adding up to a total of 8.2% profit in three days, and the old hooligan can get more than 8.6 million profits from it; he originally had 50 million funds in his account, and due to the low amount, he obtained a 10% rate of return in three days, and also had a profit of 5 million; as for Manager Wang's 3.8 million funds, they were directly lurked in two daily limit stocks by the chick, and obtained nearly 30% in three days The old rascal can get a commission of 600,000.

"Grandma, does that mean we now have more than 64 million funds?" said the old rascal excitedly after reading it.

"Hmph, boss, how do you calculate it? You can't get the commission of private equity and Manager Wang yet, so you only have 55 million funds under your control. However, I have already sold 12 million shares today, and I will send 10 million to Yang Feier tomorrow and another 2 million to your bank card. The chick said.

The old rascal scratched his head and said, "Grandma, I just calculated, we can get Lao Wang's 600,000 the day after tomorrow, in addition, Grandma, I beg you to take out another 10 million cash when I go home, I want to go home and explain it to them." ”

"Yes!" chick said.

"Hehe, I thought you'd disagree!" said the old rascal.

"Hmph, I've said you're my master, and I'll agree to some of your requests if they're not too excessive, and I'll usually advise you not to do that, but if you must, I'll have to do it!" explains the chick again, but she's rarely shown her sassy girlfriend on the screen lately.

Although in the eyes of the old rascal, the chick is an intelligent life, but at this time, the old rascal was also moved: "Chick, don't worry, I will not embarrass you!"

"Humph!"

Yang Fei'er was sitting in the boudoir at this time, looking at the paper translation materials on the IBM notebook, Yang's father knocked on them, and then walked in directly, with a smile on his face, and said: "Feifei, your grandmother asked you to go to Jiangning tomorrow and go back to school the day after tomorrow, what do you think?"

When Yang Fei'er heard this, she pondered for a while, she remembered that the old rascal said that he would take her back to her hometown and Jiangning in a few days, so she said: "No need, I will go to Jiangning with Yifan in a few days, and then I will go to see my grandparents and them." ”

Father Yang smiled: "I already know some things about Yifan from your eldest brother, although he is a few years younger than you, but he looks more sophisticated than me, hehe, not to mention your brother, you have a relationship with him, Dad has no opinion, but, Feifei, I still want to remind you, you have to be careful if Yifan has a woman outside." ”

As soon as she heard this, Yang Fei'er immediately became angry and irritable and said: "Dad, don't talk about this topic, I'm still busy now, I'll send money over tomorrow, I've already looked at his stock account last time, there is so much money, don't worry." She groaned again and said, "You don't have to worry about my happiness, whether he has other women or not, as long as he loves me and treats me well, I will be content." ”

"Alas, then it's up to you, now any nouveau riche who is dozens of years old has several second wives, alas, don't say that Yifan is so young..."

"Dad, you go out! I don't want to hear it anymore!" Yang Fei'er hurriedly covered her ears with her hands and shouted.

Father Yang sighed again and walked out, but Yang Fei'er didn't have the heart to read the information anymore, ran to the bed in a few steps, got up, covered the quilt on his head, and then slapped the bed a few times with both hands, and let out a few dissatisfied and irritable angers.

Then she turned over, took her cell phone out of the pocket of her jeans, and dialed the old rascal, only to hear: "The phone you made is off." ”

She tried to call the landline again, but held back and slipped it back into her pants pocket.

"Yifan, do you really have a woman outside?" Then she reached out and took the feather pillow, put it on her face, covered it, and put her arms on the pillow.

Then she threw the pillow away angrily, looked at the ceiling, spit fragrantly, and said: "Yifan, if you really have a woman, I will definitely be sad and sad, but I don't want to leave you, I don't want to leave you for the rest of my life." ”

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