"Why are you so diligent?" The truth is often very cruel, and Fang Zhe who pointed out the truth can be described as cruel.
Qiu Xiaoyou, who was forced to sit on the short sofa next to him, looked sad: "How can you miss me so much?"
Fang Zhe remained calm and didn't speak. His eyes looked over. Qiu Xiaoyou dodged for a moment before whispering: "The stock price has gone up."
"No wonder!" Fang Zhe spoke in a tone that could make people mad, and Qiu Xiaoyou retracted his body into the sofa to pretend to be an ostrich.
Yun Jue, who was sitting next to Fang Zhe, noticed the smell, glanced at the kitchen and shouted: "Mingzhu, how much did you earn from the stock?"
Wu Mingzhu took a look and said reluctantly: "Twenty-five percent, tax deduction is almost 200,000."
Qiu Xiaoyou suddenly sat up straight, looked at Wu Mingzhu and giggled, his pride was palpable.
"You're smiling like a fool." Yun Jue retorted at her. Qiu Xiaoyou snorted and raised his chin and said, "My place has almost doubled. Unlike some people who are so smart, you can't even buy it now if you have money."
to Microsoft stock.”
Fang Zhe looked at Yun Jue speechlessly: "What are you busy with recently?"
"I'm studying for credits. How can I have time to care about the stock market?" Yun Jue stared at the kitchen door with itching teeth. She wanted to rush in and bite Wu Mingzhu. Fang Zhe swore that he would not stop her. Qiu Xiaoyou said that Wu Mingzhu was smart, and Fang Zhe agreed.
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"The U.S. stock market will show a long-term upward trend in the next few years. Stocks such as computers and the Internet can be held for a long time. Just wait for my news when to sell them." Fang Zhe still gave a suggestion.
Yun Jue sneered: "This stupid woman doesn't know how to expand new stores even if she has money."
Wu Mingzhu heard this this time, raised her head and said angrily: "How can I do this alone? You are smart, you are in charge."
Fang Zhe said lightly: "There is a difference between the United States and China. Please hire a professional manager."
"It's so difficult for this small company to find a satisfactory manager." Yun Jue sighed. They all have to continue going to school. Taking a break from school to make money is acceptable in the United States, but it is not accepted by parents in China.
It’s a hurdle that I can’t get over. I can’t get over that hurdle in my heart. After all the hard work to come to the United States to study, what’s the point of dropping out of school?
Universities in the United States have the characteristics of being easy on entry and strict on exit. Credits and credits are not easy to complete. The more powerful the university is, the harder it is to graduate. If people are a little relaxed mentally, it is easy to relax completely. It is too difficult to catch up.
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"Yuanda Company also has this problem. It developed too fast last year, has a serious shortage of management talents, and there is also a major gap in design talents. For this reason, the previously proposed private customization strategy had to be adjusted. At the Songjiang headquarters, private customization
It was changed to the handmade production of cheongsam. I can understand your difficulties." Fang Zhe said with relief.
"As long as the United States provides enough money, they can still hire suitable talents." Qiu Xiaoyou decisively exposed the truth.
Wu Mingzhu came out of the kitchen, holding a thermos bottle in her hand menacingly. Qiu Xiaoyou was so frightened that she held her head back to express her resignation.
"You have the nerve to accuse me? Who are the people hired by your crappy company? There are a lot of people who are related to each other. Let me see how you can manage your company well in the future." After Wu Mingzhu finished accusing him, Qiu Xiaoyou didn't give up.
He directly counterattacked: "I manage it myself, what can go wrong? I have graduated, I have enough time, and I also help manage Fang Zhe's stock fund."
"Do you call that management?" Yun Jue decisively helped. Fang Zhe coughed. After the three women were quiet, they said calmly: "If you make any more noise, I will move to a hotel. Spend more money and I can hire someone who understands."
A beautiful female tour guide who speaks Chinese.”
"No!" the three women said in unison.
"Before I go back, I may have to invest some money in the stock market." Fang Zhe changed the subject, and Qiu Xiaoyou immediately became more energetic: "How much money did you bring this time?"
"Don't ask about this. You'll know it before you leave anyway." Fang Zhe didn't give a clear answer. Qiu Xiaoyou was a little disappointed. But he quickly cheered up and said: "Well, it would be better if it could be earlier. The stock market is now in a state of chaos.
It’s prosperous.”
"It's getting late, it's time to cook." Fang Zhe stood up and went to the kitchen as if he didn't hear her words.
Yun Jue was happy, got up and stretched lazily: "We are having hot pot tonight, I bought mutton rolls."
"Where's the seasoning?" Fang Zhe stopped and turned back to ask, with an obvious tone of distrust. Wu Mingzhu answered from behind: "I bought it and made a trip to Chinatown. I was a little worried that the sesame paste was not authentic. If it is not authentic, I can only make do with it.
Already."
"Come and help, you two clear the table and get ready." Fang Zhe greeted, and Wu Mingzhu, who could cook, entered the kitchen like a winner. The remaining two who couldn't cook could only stare at each other. One was
I have been pampered since I was a child. One thing is that I have stayed in the United States for too long and I don’t know how to cook Chinese food.
"I know how to fry steak." Qiu Xiaoyou struggled desperately, trying to save the game, but no one responded.
Fang Zhe walked out of the betting station with a relaxed look on his face, followed by Wu Mingzhu with a heavy look on his face: "Small gambling makes you happy, but big gambling will ruin your fortune."
Qiu Xiaoyou, who appeared from behind with a smile on his face, took the words seriously: "People, you have to remember. I invested ten thousand. If I were you, I would follow Fang Zhe to buy whatever I can't use."
"I don't believe you only have 10,000 yuan to spare, and you are just talking about it. Unlike some people, who is this? A family bet 100,000 yuan, and my legs are weak now." When Wu Mingzhu sighed, Fang
Zhe has already got into the car.
The driver Yun Jue had a strange expression on his face: "Why can't I see any nervousness on your face? This is the tenth betting station. You spent a million dollars on betting. Why do I feel like you only spent a hundred dollars?"
piece?"
Fang Zhe looked back at Qiu Xiaoyou and Wu Mingzhu who were following him, and said calmly: "I am a person with great luck, believe me."
Yun Jue tilted his head and thought for a moment: "I will believe it when the top eight come out." Fang Zhe spread his hands to express his helplessness.
Wu Mingzhu, who was getting on the bus, complained: "The two top eight will be decided tomorrow, we don't have to wait for them all to happen."
"But he didn't invest much in these two games, only 50,000 US dollars each. What surprised me was that he bet heavily on Romania. Although I don't understand football, the odds offered by the bookmaker best reflect the two
The true level of the team." When Qiu Xiaoyou said this, her expression was tangled, because she also made a heavy bet of US$10,000 on Romania.
"Well, Romania? How much did you buy?" Yun Jue stepped on the accelerator and the car started slowly.
"Not much, don't ask." Fang Zhe smiled, but Yun Jue really didn't ask anymore. When the car returned to his residence, Qiu Xiaoyou handed Yun Jue a piece of paper, which recorded the true situation of Fang Zhe's bet.
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Yun Jue quickly found out that Fang Zhe had bet on Romania, which was 500,000, and he bought Romania to win. In the two games tomorrow, Fang Zhe actually bought a riskier score: Germany 3-2 Belgium, Spain 3-0 Switzerland
.50,000 per game, the odds are 50 to 1 (I can’t find any information about the odds, I just wrote them randomly, I just watched the betting fans, the video of the game between Germany and France in 1982 was a trap).
"Today I went out for a day trip just to place bets. I thought you were going to visit a specialty store." Wu Mingzhu complained.
Fang Zhe didn't hear anything and went into his room: "I'll eat whatever you do in the evening. You can also order takeout."
"Haha, are you crazy? Can you afford takeout? The tip is very expensive. Thank you. I'd better work harder. Oh, I'm really miserable. I have to cook for you after running all day." Wu Mingzhu looked miserable.
Deep hatred.
"Let's see what you can do about ordering some noodles." Qiu Xiaoyou fought back alone.
Yun Jue grabbed the betting slip and chased into the room: "Fang Zhe, isn't this too risky? The total sum is one million. Not to mention the US dollar, the RMB can't be played like this, right?"
Fang Zhe lay on the bed and smiled: "I am a lucky person, why don't you believe it? I have bought everything now. Go and make me a cup of tea. I have a bad stomach and I want to drink black tea."
Naturally, Yun Jue wouldn't go. He turned around and locked the door, waving the paper in his hand and forcing him up: "To be honest, are you short of money, so you came to gamble? According to the current exchange rate, this money can be exchanged for
It’s more than eight million RMB. Are you crazy, or are you about to go bankrupt?”
Fang Zhe lay still and sighed: "Look, you are always like this. You just don't believe me when I tell the truth. We have known each other for so long, how has it ever happened that my words have not come true?"
"No matter, I can't see you acting like this, let's take a gamble. If you win, I promise you something. If you lose, you promise me something." Yun Jue sat on the bed, lowered his head.
Looking down at Fang Zhe's face made her heart beat faster.
"Actually, you don't have to be like this. I have repeated some things over and over again." Fang Zhe's tone became helpless. When their eyes met, Yun Jue's feelings were conveyed through his eyes. There was love and concern.
besides…….
"You and Teacher Bai can do it, why can't I?" Yun Jue was led to a wrong topic, or maybe this was what she cared about.
"Well, let's put it this way. Of course you are fine in the United States. I still want to return to China. In the future, when you go back and you come to visit me, will I obey you? Or will I obey you? Or will I obey you?" Fang
Zhe's meaning was very clear, and Yun Jue sat up straight, a little disappointed.
"Marriage? Are you so resistant to marriage?" Yun Jue sighed softly and melancholy, and fell back, next to Fang Zhe.
"Because marriage is never a matter between two people, and once you get married, there isn't much room for it. It's like trading stocks and becoming a shareholder. If nothing else, if something really happens to us, what do you think about your family?
Can anyone let me go?"
Yun Jue was silent for a while: "Is it okay if I don't say no?"
"Do you think you can hide things and tolerate my current state? In other words, you don't plan to return to China. You don't plan to return to China for at least ten or eight years."
In the living room outside the door, Wu Mingzhu, who was leaning against the kitchen door, asked Qiu Xiaoyou coldly: "Is the door locked? Go and have a look!"