Ren Zitao put his hands in his trouser pockets and pursed his mouth tightly.

He looked at the computers that had not been unboxed, especially a few computers that were not LED displays, but big heads in the middle of the living room, which took up a lot of space, and his mood was really anxious.

But when the door lock turned and Lin Yaping opened the door, Ren Zitao immediately greeted him with a smile and turned his head to look over: "Mom." ”

"Oh my god!"

Lin Yaping was dumbfounded, she went to attend a friend's child's wedding in the morning, and went out for beauty in the afternoon, why is the family like this?

When she put her purse on the shoe rack and changed her slippers again, she pointed to the mess in the middle of the living room, thinking that her husband had brought it back without adjustment: "This? What's it? Computer? ”

"It's my classmate, and my family wants to open an Internet café, but something happened, the license didn't come down, and there was a bit of a problem on the other side of the house."

"Your classmates?" Lin Yaping walked closer and stared wide-eyed: "Female classmate? ”

Ren Zitao pursed the corners of his lower lip: "No." ”

"Isn't it that if you are even more lacking in heart, and you will also take care of the affairs of the boy's family?

Son, you will be a class cadre again, and you can't use our house as a warehouse, right? People beg you, you just say that I don't have a place in my house.

You see, I don't have a place to stay, how do you ask my mother to do aerobics in the morning?

Your dad never opens his eyes when he goes to the toilet in the middle of the night, and if you put these old things for him, why will he get stuck again? ”

Ren Zitao patted his mother's shoulder and smiled and reassured: "Just let it go for a few days, and when the house of the same scholar falls out, we will move out, ah?" Mom, understand more, I'll clean it up, it will not affect your aerobics, and it will not affect my dad to go to the toilet in the middle of the night. ”

After speaking, Ren Zitao really began to work, first stuffed the chassis upside down into his bedroom, piled a row on one side of the bed, and then sorted out the books on the desk, moved a big head and put it on it, behind the door, under the bed, and in the wardrobe.

Lin Yaping looked at the back of his son's busy work and sighed: "How much does that affect your holding things?" Come on, let's get them that house, and your grandparents will be back in a while anyway." ”

The two of them tossed, and Ren Zitao rushed to the living room with a broom and mop, swept away the cardboard crumbs, and took the mop to seriously take each room to the ground.

When he was all done, he watched his mother go to the kitchen, and then he went back to the room and popped, lay straight on the bed, and said to himself angrily:

"Disobedient."

If Ren Zitao could study his heart carefully, he would find that it was not because these computers had to be piled up at home or something, but because Jiang Nan didn't listen to him.

But he didn't delve into it, he was trying to persuade himself to be calm, and warned himself: When Dad arrives home, he will probably have to interrogate him, although he is already impatient, but no matter how annoying he is, he can't play a donkey temper at his parents, losing his temper will not solve the problem, it will only expand the irritable face, and make the whole family uncomfortable.

Ren Zitao turned over, and then lay on the bed and closed his eyes and was silent, for a minute, five minutes, and after ten minutes had passed, he sat up and rubbed his eyes, opened his eyes and looked around the room, thinking to himself: Should Jiang Nan trust him? Very, very trusting? So much money, just put it in his name, and he is not afraid......

Alas, Uncle Jiang will find out sooner or later.

Three million, such an obvious number, I hope it was not depreciated at that time, and he was thankful for appreciation.

Otherwise, would Uncle Jiang think that Jiang Nan deliberately used his hard-earned money to waste just for revenge?

And the man's temperament, he can see it clearly now, and he doesn't even bother to explain, how cold Uncle Jiang will have to be when the time comes, it's not about money.

What to do?

Ren Zitao stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets and turned his head to look out the window, how can I help the man take on something.

Let's just say it's him, yes, he said that he gave a blind idea to bring the man to ruin, he bought stocks, and the man can follow the example, so that Uncle Jiang will transfer his anger to him.

As for his parents, Ren Zitao swore in his heart that he would find this trouble for his parents in his life.

The security door outside rang, and Ren Zitao pulled open the bedroom door: "Dad, you can come here." ”

Ren Jianguo had a doubt, especially when he entered the house, his son actually closed the door tightly with his backhand, which is rarely the case.

"Dad, I want to advance my winnings."

"What? What bonus? ”

"Isn't the school able to reward 100,000 yuan? I want to use it half a year in advance, didn't you promise me before, and the money will belong to me as I please. But Dad, can you not tell my mom yet? I know that your private money is enough, and when I get the bonus, I will return it to you and fill the hole in the private money. ”

Ren Jianguo's eyes kept blinking: "Ah", he didn't speak after Ah, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Yes, no matter how casual you use it, I know you won't be at ease, you have to have a name.

Dad, I want to use the 100,000 yuan to put in the stock market, I want to try to do something on my own, you should know that I am particularly interested in computers and the economy.

In other words, I am very optimistic about the stock market that others are not optimistic about right now, and I need you to believe me for once."

Then Ren Zitao learned and sold now, and said that the rise of American stocks he heard from Jiang Nan was very good, and added: "I'm thinking, everything we do in China likes to be linked to policy, we want to develop, we want to be rich and strong, it is impossible to stand still, or even economic regression, in case, is there a possibility of a big bull market?" Of course, it could also be a big bear, I bet that fifty percent, take the winnings, I will. ”

Ren Jianguo stood up and waved his hand to interrupt, saying three words that did not require his son to answer.

"How do you know I have private money?"

"Why are you so confident that you can get in?"

"The stock market? Opportunistic, huh, let me think about it. ”

At dinner, Ren Jianguo listened to Lin Yaping grinding his son's broken car to collect debts, and brought a bunch of computers to the whole house, he squinted and looked at Ren Zitao.

When his father misunderstood, so Ren Jianguo was very troubled, on this night, after Lin Yaping fell asleep, the bird quietly put on a dress and went to the ground, sitting in the living room and smoking.

In the smoke, Ren Jianguo squinted his eyes with the butt of his cigarette in his mouth and thought:

His son, who is excellent, sometimes he wonders himself, can it be that he was reincarnated, and Wenqu Xing fell to his old Ren family, tsk, it is still a three-generation poor peasant family who deals with Tu Kela.

It's thanks to him that he is out, otherwise it will delay the development of Wenquxing.

Alas, thinking about it again, my son has been lacking for many years, what he wants to buy, and he never tells him, he is looking for his mother.

This time, Kexia found his father, and begged Lao Tzu to believe it, can't he shrink back?

Besides, what about the stock market? Look at those computers, can it be a young man thinking about doing things together? I can't get out of the whole loss, you must know that the ones whose sons play well are not ordinary children who stop going to school.

If that's the case, it's even more supportive, who hasn't failed to start a business? Who makes money when they do business? That's not all about trying to get things done. Anyway, who made him his own father!

Ren Jianguo pressed the cigarette butt to death in the ashtray, stood up and went straight to the bathroom.

At night, he turned on all the bath bomb lights, stood on the stool, and dragged the palm of his hand, and one of the pieces on the hanging shed was loosened.

Ren Jianguo took out a plastic bag in three or two clicks, he "poofed" at the plastic bag, blew away the dust, and took off the holster wrapped around the plastic bag.

The next morning, when Ren Zitao was in a daze to turn off the alarm, he found a passbook on the bedside table, and he was completely sleepy.