Shen Qianyue sat on a chair in People's Square, with more than 10,000 shoes under his feet and high-end perfume sprayed on his body, but he didn't have a penny in his pocket. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info has a backpack on his back and a suitcase in his hand, and that's all he has!

Dingding, the phone rings.

"Hello?" His voice was magnetic, not at all dejected from the blow.

"Is it Mr. Shen Qianyue? We are an X stock exchange. It was a female voice from Qingyue, "You have a sum of money that has matured, do you cash it out, or entrust it to continue investing?" ”

Shen Qianyue leaned back in the chair elegantly, and his voice was a little lazy, "I want to cash out, how long will it take for the funds to arrive?" ”

"Generally, there are 11 to 15 trading days, but if you are a VIP customer, you only need to register with your ID card, and we will transfer the principal and interest to your account within 24 hours."

"Okay." Shen Qianyue looked at his watch, "It's ten o'clock in the morning, can I go over at three o'clock in the afternoon?" ”

"Okay, Mr. Shen, I've made an appointment for you at three o'clock in the afternoon."

"Hmm.

"Goodbye and have a great day." An Yaxue hung up the phone and vacated the time at three o'clock in the afternoon. His fingers moved, and Shen Qianyue's file was called.

Shen Qianyue, male, 31 years old, unmarried. He used to be the owner of a well-known clothing company in Suzhou, but due to poor management, the company went bankrupt and is now burdened with a debt of 20 million.

He is also a VIP client of the X Stock Exchange.

The last one was added by An Yaxue with her authority, and the X Stock Exchange was originally founded by her.

But such a simple sentence and an introduction are not enough to encapsulate Shen Qianyue's ups and downs in his career.

Shen Qianyue has a goddess who has been liked since she was a teenager, and he has been by her side for so many years, whether she has a new relationship or a broken love, he has been by Lu Siqing's side as a spare tire.

His liking is humble, but not lowly.

Shen Qianyue always knew what he wanted, he knew that he couldn't be the kind of man Lu Siqing liked, but he just wanted Lu Siqing to live a happy life.

Men are generally very tolerant of their first love.

Two years ago, Lu Siqing married another woman, and entered the palace of marriage with the blessing of everyone. Shen Qianyue was urged by the family to have a few kisses, and when he was ready to compromise, Lu Siqing divorced.

Shen Qianyue met Lu Siqing in a bar, she was so drunk, she hugged Shen Qianyue and kept crying, talking about her unhappiness and their past.

Shen Qianyue's fluttering heart was soaked in her tears and became soft.

He invested his assets in Lu Siqing's newly registered company and helped her take care of it himself. But in the end, Lu Siqing left, taking all the company's assets with him. Shen Qianyue has to bear the responsibility of a legal person, and he can only use all of his debts to pay off his debts, including the clothing company he established single-handedly.

From now on, he experienced the darkest time of his life, and the friends who used to drink and clubhouse together walked on the wall one by one, waiting to see his jokes.

Shen Qianyue wore famous brands and high-end watches, and reappeared on the upper floors of Suzhou celebrities, but when night came, he lived in a small rental house of 300 yuan a month.

He was tormented by the cruelty of reality. The next time I saw Lu Siqing was at a contract signing ceremony, she appeared as an investor, and looked at Shen Qianyue with a haughty contempt. Shen Qianyue seemed to have entered a strange circle, where he was, he couldn't get out, and others couldn't get in.

In everyone's unbelievable eyes, he made a comeback. But he turned his life into despair, he was lonely, he was depressed, she was crazy.

Shen Qianyue, who was once as gentle as jade, can no longer be found.

At the age of 42, he sat under the locust tree of his youth with a bottle of wine and died of drunkenness.

Severe depression, and alcoholism.

He finally died in the fairy tale world he had drawn for himself.