Knowing that Wang Bo wanted to buy the equity certificates issued to the management and old employees of the brewery a few years ago, Zhong Zhengjiang and Wu Caixia were taken aback and immediately dissuaded him, saying that this equity certificate was really useless, and it was all used by the government to coax ghosts and cheat money. As far as the brewery is prosperous on the surface, there is a bag of bad inside, an empty shelf that owes the bank 1.8 billion yuan, and it is unclear when it will go bankrupt, it is impossible for the China Securities Regulatory Commission to let it go public.

Zhong Zhengjiang and Wu Caixia's words are of course well-intentioned, but their vision is limited, without Wang Bo's eyes that can see through the fog of history, Wang Bo cannot tell them the "tragic fate" of the Blue Sword Group being forcibly acquired by domestic capital predators in the future, so he had to say:

"Uncle Zhong, Wu Niang, thank you for your kind reminder! But recently, the business of my rice noodle shop is good, and I have made some money. It's not cost-effective to keep this money in the bank for interest, so I want to invest it. Although the brewery is in debt and owes a lot of debt to the bank, as the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and with the thousands of employees of the brewery, the government will not let him go out of business easily. Moreover, the brand of 'Blue Sword Beer' is definitely a monopoly in Sichuan Province at present, and this brand is still worth a little money. Even if you take 10,000 steps back and say that the Blue Sword Group went bankrupt because of the rupture of the capital chain caused by his blind expansion, I think that in the end, there must be other peers to take over. In case the shares are sold for a good price. Isn't it worth a fortune?"

"What if you can't sell it for a good price?"

"Hehe, doing business is always risky!" Wang Bo smiled.

The two of them were persuaded again. Opposite, Wang Bo, the life-saving benefactor of his daughter. The two of them didn't want him to suffer a loss, which made Wang Bo a little crying and laughing, and really wanted to say to the two of them that the brewery's current equity certificates, which you regard as papyrus, will increase in value a hundredfold or a thousandfold in six or seven years! Now that you two have a lot of money, hurry up and find your colleagues who want to sell how much money to buy. Even if you go bankrupt and borrow money everywhere, you can buy it for me!

But in the end, he was still afraid that the two of them would treat him as a psychopath. endured it, but finally didn't say anything. In the end, seeing that Zhong Zhengjiang and Wu Caixia were in a hurry to persuade them, they simply said:

"Uncle Zhong, Wu Niang. I appreciate your kindness. But this thing murmurs. I've decided. Do me a personal favor. Whether you make money or lose money in the future, I don't blame you, I only thank you. In business, it is normal to have losses and profits, including the current booming 'great-sister-in-law rice noodles' in my family, and I tried my best to disregard the opposition of my old man, and personally went to my mother's house to borrow money from my uncle and mother. For how to do business. I still have some experience in how to invest. So. You can rest assured, I have a spectrum in my heart, and I will not go bankrupt to buy the equity certificate of your factory. ”

Wang Bo had already said this, Zhong Zhengjiang and Wu Caixia persuaded two more words, and after no result, they had to agree, and they would help him ask when they went to work tomorrow, as for what commissions and the like, don't mention them, don't slap them in the face.

Although I agreed to help Wang Bo ask, the two of them still said a sentence to me, so that Wang Bo should not be impulsive, this thing is not a joke, and he must think twice. The eyes of the masses are bright, everyone thinks that this stock certificate is useless, including the deputy factory director who wants to sell it by all means, there must be a reason.

Wang Bowei nodded submissively, and did not object to the words of the two, but his attitude towards buying equity warrants was extremely resolute. Wang Bo thought to himself, the eyes of the masses are bright, true, but only occasionally, most of the time they are blind, blind, manipulated and used by a few elites, waving flags and shouting as cannon fodder. Otherwise, how could there be a poem like "Prosperity, the people suffer, and death, the people suffer" handed down?

The matter of equity certificates came to an end, and just now the family heard that the extremely popular "Zeng's sister-in-law rice noodles" turned out to be Wang Bo's idea, which was the product of his efforts to overcome public opinion, and immediately became interested and began to inquire about the ins and outs of the matter. Even Zhong Jiahui, who had never opened her mouth much, opened her eyes wide, was radiant, and stared at Wang Bo like a curious baby.

"Uncle Zhong, Wu Niang, Jiahui, this thing is a long story, I'll take a sip of wine first, and then slowly set the ...... for you" So, Wang Bo picked up the wine glass, took a big sip, like a commentary, and began to tell the family about the "cliché" he didn't know how many times.

In this dinner, one party made a large table of delicious and delicious drinks, and poured wine, and served vegetables, and clinked glasses, and sincerely thanked; one side was greedy for cups and lustful, and had the heart to go to the banquet, in the face of the family's hospitality, after the initial discomfort, he was at ease, and he ate and drank with peace of mind, and from time to time peeping and secretly looking, beautiful and delicious, so the whole night, it can be said that the whole night was staggered, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, and it was very comfortable. Wang Bo felt the sincerity, enthusiasm, and diligence of the Zhong family, and the Zhong family of three also realized that Wang Bo, the benefactor of the Zhong family, was polite, mature and steady, and talked extraordinary.

After dinner, everyone moved to the living room. Zhong Jiahui made two cups of tea, one for Wang Bo and one for his old man, and then went back to the kitchen to help his mother clean up the mess, leaving two men, one old and one young, on the sofa in the living room to continue to brag and fart.

In the process of chatting with Zhong Zhengjiang, Wang Bo deliberately looked at Zhong Jiahui's home. Two bedrooms and one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, the size is about seventy or eighty square meters. There are color TVs, refrigerators, washing machines, sofas and other furniture and appliances at home, which are not very new and look a little old. Overall, I feel that the house that Wang Bo's cousin Li Junhua's family lived in in the early nineties is similar except for a slightly larger area.

An ordinary family of city dwellers.

The two were chatting, and Zhong Jiahui suddenly walked into the living room with a red face.

"Mom, Dad...... Mom told you to cut and help her wash the dishes. Zhong Jiahui said to her old man, and lowered her head after speaking.

"Aren't you helping him wash it? It takes two people to wash the dishes?" Zhong Zhengjiang was stunned.

"I don't know, she's ...... anyway She calls you to cut the kitchen. Zhong Jiahui lowered her head and pulled the zipper of the hem of her jacket with her hand.

"Inexplicable!" Zhong Zhengjiang muttered. But he quickly understood what his wife meant. Zhong Zhengjiang stood up from the sofa, "Then you accompany Wang Bo to chat about Ha'er Tianha, and I'll help your mother wash the dishes." ”

Zhong Zhengjiang left. Zhong Jiahui was even more embarrassed. She was washing dishes in the kitchen just now, and before she could wash the two, her mother asked her to call his old man in and asked her to chat with Wang Bo, saying that the two young people had a common language, and that he was an old man and an old man (old man), and he didn't understand anything. Wang Bo is probably annoyed. Zhong Jiahui was reluctant, mainly because she was embarrassed in front of her parents, but her mother pushed her. Straight out of the kitchen. I had no choice but to go into the living room.

Wang Bo looked at the person sitting next to him, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, and did not speak. A girl who only cares about playing with the zipper of her coat. Shy, shy, and shy, she looks like the kind of big girl who goes on a blind date to see a man for the first time on TV, and her heart suddenly can't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Jiahui, wouldn't you mind taking me on a tour of your boudoir?" Wang Bo said with a smile to the girl in front of him with a bowed head and a red face.

"But, yes!" Zhong Jiahui said, raising her head, she saw the boy next to her pursing his mouth. With a smile on his face, he stared at her with a smile on his face. Zhong Jiahui was suddenly ashamed. His gaze slipped away from Wang Bo's face, and then he got up and walked towards his bedroom in a hurry.

Wang Bo followed behind Zhong Jiahui and walked into Zhong Jiahui's boudoir, a place he imagined the most in his previous life, except for Liang Ya's room.

This is the third girl's boudoir that Wang Bo has walked into. Compared with the dazzling array of Li Junhua's bedroom and the simplicity of Zhang Jing's bedroom, Zhong Jiahui's bedroom is more modest. Not big or small, a wooden bed of about one meter two, a writing desk, a cabinet, and a one-person high bookshelf next to the cabinet are considered basic accessories. Like the furniture and appliances in the home, they are not very new.

Although the things are not very new, they are all spotless, neat and warm, and you can tell at a glance that they are girls' boudoirs. The wall calendars on the walls, some celebrity posters, picture frames placed on the writing desk, delicate pen holders, light green sheets, duvet covers, including a coffee-colored monkey puppet leaning against the head of the bed, all reflect the delicate mind of the girl.

"You sit in a chair. Zhong Jiahui pointed to the chair in front of her desk, and came to the bed and sat down.

"When did you take it?" Wang Bo picked up a photo frame on the desk, which was a single photo of Zhong Jiahui, with a peach grove in full bloom in the background. The girl in the photo is standing under a peach blossom tree, smiling like a flower, and the peach blossoms competing to bloom around her are contrasting. A poem immediately popped out of Wang Bo's mind:

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

"This spring. Zhong Jiahui glanced at Wang Bo, who was looking at her photo, "I took a photo in the nearby peach forest when I went to my mother's hometown to play in Longquan." Zhong Jiahui added.

"Beautiful!" Wang Bo looked at the photo in his hand, "The peach blossoms are beautiful, but the people are even more beautiful!"

"Nonsense!" Zhong Jiahui's heart jumped violently, and she glared at Wang Bo coquettishly, "You guys...... You Liang Ya are beautiful!"

Zhong Jiahui's counterattack made Wang Bo a little embarrassed, and after glancing at the smile in the photo that was more beautiful than the flowers, he put the photo frame back in place, and smiled without embarrassment: "You are all beauties, but I am a frustrated man!"

"Are you belittleing your family, Liang Ya has no vision?" Zhong Jiahui covered her mouth and smiled.

"Aren't I modest! The first time I came to your house to play, I can't just say that I'm only eight years old and five cars old, right?" Wang Bo made an innocent look.

"Pss

“……”

Wang Bo's joke suddenly eased the originally cramped and somewhat "tense" atmosphere between the two of them a lot. There were many common topics among the students, and the two of them quickly chatted about each other.

Of course, as a student, the topic is mainly about learning and campus.

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