Chapter 028: Ginger Powder

"Annual deposit of more than 10 million!"

The so-called annualized rate of return refers to the most ideal situation, and the risk will be known when the contract is signed. Also, Mai Xiaoji owes money to Daye Bank, who knows if it is not Fang Hua who wants to trap his money, if Mai Xiaoji wants to repay the debt, he can justifiably transfer the money away.

"I'm sorry Mr. Fang, the price is too high, I can't afford to play. ”

"Xiaoji, you think about it, high-risk and high-income, now in this year, why can you make so much?"

"How many wealth management products have you bought?"

"I don't have that much money!"

After chatting a few words, Fang Hua also knew that there was no play, so he retreated and stopped sending messages.

One person makes money, the two are happy, Mai Xiaoji and Jiang Wenqian are not in a hurry to leave, and plan to play here for a few days, especially the local tourist attraction Taiping Mountain.

Taiping Mountain, which has few outstanding features compared to the rest of the country, is located in the northeast of Xiuyuan City, and is a two-hour drive from the city center. It belongs to the Taihang Mountains, about 1,000 meters above sea level, and is still in a state of development, and it only takes an hour for tourists to come here to reach the end point.

If there is one more attraction, it is that a large tulip flower exhibition is held every year, and some valuable varieties can be seen. However, the flowering period has long since passed, and only a small hill remains.

"What kind of place did you choose, it's not fun at all. Starting from the hotel, Jiang Wenqian was a little tired of sitting in the car, and began to mumble, it is better to go to the playground to be excited.

"Hehe, what's so good about a quiet, crowded place? Also, we're both rich people now, so we have to keep a low profile when we go out. Mai Xiaoji laughed.

Jiang Wenqian burst out laughing, and it took a long time to stop, "I'm the rich man, you're a super loser!"

"Those who owe money have the ability, if you director wants to owe 100 million, he has to be capable. ”

"Don't mention that greasy old man!"

The two talked and laughed, and finally came to the foot of Taiping Mountain, and when they saw that their hearts were cold again, an empty parking lot, a toll hut, a river, and a mountain.

When I lowered the window, I looked at the desolation, and it was rare to see a bird, let alone a human figure.

"The publicity is quite strong, why doesn't anyone come to play?" Jiang Wenqian frowned.

"Also, there isn't even a tour bus here. ”

The picture is clean and can't be lifeless, Mai Xiaoji retreated a little, and at this time, the small window of the charge opened, revealing the face of a middle-aged man, "Two, scan the code or pay cash?"

"There's no one here!" said McSage.

"This is the foot of the mountain, the car can be driven to the halfway up the mountain, and the pedestrian street is called lively!" The middle-aged man said positively, seeing that the two people in the luxury car were not moved, and said: "You are very coincidental, the glass plank road has just been built, and there is an electronic induction, the ticket only needs thirty, and the inside is free, and it will rise to fifty yuan next time." ”

The price of dozens of dollars is not attractive to the two, but the glass plank road is appetizing. I have seen the introduction on the Internet, the vertical height is a few hundred meters, and I am looking forward to it when I walk on it and see the mountains and clouds.

After buying two tickets, Mai Xiaoji drove into the mountain, and the scenery along the way was not bad, there was little pollution here, and the river flowing from the upstream was turquoise, covered with fine silver light, shining dazzlingly, like a jade belt around the peaks.

"Mai Xiaoji, you drive slowly, the railings on the side of the road haven't been repaired!" Jiang Wenqian reminded.

"All the good interests have been disturbed by you, don't you feel a little emotional when you see such a beautiful landscape?" Mai Xiaoji said disdainfully, to be honest, he personally liked it very much, this was the most relaxing and comfortable day in the past year.

"What is there to feel emotional, everywhere it is, it's not mountains or water, and there's people!"

"It's so unemotional!"

The two talked about it, and half an hour later, they came to a wide place, the pedestrian street that the conductor said. In fact, there are less than 10 rows of wooden houses, which still smell of fresh paint, and the shop sells some tourist souvenirs and snacks, and there are a few tables and chairs opposite for tourists to rest.

There is no bustle, and within sight, no more than twenty tourists, and it is estimated that the total number will not exceed a hundred. After driving for nearly four hours from the hotel to here, Jiang Wenqian was very disappointed, "It's just not repaired at all, how can anyone be popular!"

"The glass plank road is still worth seeing, let's go. It was originally a distraction, but Mai Xiaoji didn't think so.

"Then I'll go buy two bottles of water first. Jiang Wenqian was deflated.

At this moment, a young girl in her early twenties, with a ponytail and a pink tracksuit, rushed towards the two of them, which was extremely impressive.

"Miss Jiang Wenqian, is it you, is it you?" The girl rushed to the front, less than ten centimeters away from Jiang Wenqian, and she didn't even breathe, so she screamed.

Jiang Wenqian leaned back, shrunk her chin and nodded, "It's me, who are you?"

Yes!

The girl put her hands to her mouth, making the screams even more harsh, "I can finally get close to my idol, Miss Jiang, I am your fan, and I also formed a group, all of which are people who like you, all called Jiang Fan'er!"

Mai Xiaoji laughed, but Jiang Wenqian was so moved that she was about to cry, to put it bluntly, she is a third-rate actor, a professional household in a small supporting role, and she can't even remember her name as the protagonist of the supporting role, but she didn't expect to meet true love fans here.

Jiang Fan is not good, but Jiang Wenqian's heart is warm, and she accepted the fan's request for a group photo, hugging her shoulders and facing her to look very intimate. The girl kept jumping and screaming excitedly, "Miss Jiang, I didn't expect you to be so close to the people!

Hahaha, Mai Xiaoji finally laughed out loud, it's so funny, Jiang Wenqian can also be regarded as a wrist? The girl was stunned for a moment, then noticed that there was a boy next to Jiang Wenqian, and asked, "Is this your boyfriend?"

"No, my assistant, help me wipe the car, get an umbrella or something. Jiang Wenqian said arrogantly.

"Oh, I said, Miss Jiang should find someone more mature, and the assistant is too young. The girl said, her attention was still on Jiang Wenqian, "Miss Jiang, do you know, I really like you very much, your play is so good, but in the end you were killed by Concubine Xiao, it's really annoying, it's too abusive." Do you know, I saw that you were blinded by Concubine Xiao, your voice was dumb, and you had no hearing, but you couldn't tell the emperor about this grievance, so I groped for a letter to the emperor, and was burned by Concubine Xiao, I cried with you! Concubine Xiao is so bad, I want to kill her!"

"Yes, she's a slut!" Jiang Wenqian also scolded, she didn't like this coquettish woman in and out of the play.

"Such a miserable character?" asked McEgie curiously.

"Assistant Mai, how many times have I told you that it is rude to interrupt me to communicate with fans. Jiang Wenqian is serious.

"Have I interrupted before?" McEch smirked.

"In order to chase stars, I was a group performer for free, but others didn't let me get close, so I could only watch it from a distance. Miss Jiang, in the end, you were hanged by Bai Aya and thrown into a pile of rubble, my heart was broken, and on impulse, I kicked the director's ass hard. ”

Jiang Wenqian's eyes lit up, took the girl's hand, and said happily: "I just heard that the director was beaten by his fans, so that's what happened." By the way, how many people are in your ginger powder group?"