Chapter two hundred and ninety-fifth foot sprained
Outside the gate of the gambling center, Fang Zhe did not choose to go in, but smoked on the roadside. Qiu Xiaoyou handled the matter of receiving the award. Fang Zhe did not intend to show up, so he let others treat him as a driver.
Naturally, Yun Jue didn't follow him. He stood beside Fang Zhe and took the initiative to talk: "Didn't you say you were here to receive the award? Why didn't you go in?"
Fang Zhe lowered his head and glanced at the held arm, and took a look at the scenery inside the collar: "If I go, it will be too hateful."
"Well, there is something you said that makes sense. In this country, we have always been outsiders because of our skin color." Yun Jue seemed to be inspired. I wonder what she was thinking of?
"This is normal. It is another way of showing that people of our species have different opinions. You must know that this country gave birth to the "Chinese Exclusion Act." Why was this bill born? Have you ever thought about the deeper reasons behind it?
?In fact, in terms of the number of ethnic groups at that time, the Chinese were much smaller than the blacks, and not even as numerous as the Latin Americans."
Yun Jue tightened her arms, tilted her head and looked at Fang Zhe: "Is it a threat?"
"This is not a vain theory, but a very real threat. There are so many black people in the United States, why are they not excluded? In a country like South Africa, which has always been white-headed, why do all the major people support a black president? The truth is actually
Quite simply, it is almost impossible for a country where black people are the masters to achieve industrialization. This is something only the Third Brother country can match."
Regarding Fang Zhe's remarks, Yun Jue will always think carefully about it. China is vigorously promoting industrialization. Anyone with a little bit of brains and knowledge knows that industrialization is a proven way to strengthen a country.
I digress again, this damn guy always mixes a bunch of complicated things together to give himself a headache.
Facing Yun Jue's "Don't lie to me" look, Fang Zhe sighed and said: "They are all successors who have received communist education since childhood. You should understand that China is the only country that prints the Dragon Slaying Book on textbooks.
.The political scores in the current college entrance examination are still very high, right? I really don’t mean to fool you. South Africa’s problem is very simple, it is to eliminate an industrial country and create an extra market. The five major streams... are not charities."
Yun Jue's expression gradually improved, but he was still unhappy. Fang Zhe had to continue: "Don't you understand the Chinese? Compare it to the black people. Do you dare to imagine that there will be food famine in that part of Africa? Domestic purchases ten years ago
It is difficult to buy a TV set, and now domestic TV sets dare to engage in price wars. Let me tell you this, in any industry, as long as China mass-produces cabbage prices, the price will not be far away."
"So?" Yun Jue asked with a smile, and Fang Zhe lamented: "So we are all ordinary people, and we shouldn't worry about these national affairs. I only care about two things now, making money and retiring as soon as possible."
"You don't tell a word of truth. How dare you propose retirement before you are thirty? You are a businessman now. Can a businessman leave politics?" Yun Jue exposed the truth mercilessly, and Fang Zhe retorted shamelessly: "Yes.
Small traders can do it.”
"Forget it, I won't pester you anymore. I'll just figure out the thesis myself. Studying finance is really a mess."
Fang Zhe's smile was unflattering, and Yun Jue glared: "You're laughing at me again."
"You can predict that there is an economic bubble in Southeast Asia. You can find the specific data yourself. Anyway, the conclusion is that there is an economic bubble in Southeast Asia, and there is a huge crisis hidden behind the prosperity." Fang Zhe's expression looked like he was joking.
Yun Jue looked at his expression thoughtfully. Even if it was a joke, Yun Jue felt the need to take it seriously.
"Let's talk about the next trip. Do you really want to go to the store? There is another question. I have always wanted to ask you, why do you want to engage in clothing manufacturing?" Yun Jue took the initiative to change the topic.
Fang Zhe immediately became happy when he heard this: "What other industries do you think I can work in? This industry has low risks and can make money quickly."
Yun Jue tightened her arms again, letting Fang Zhe feel the soft power: "Did you know? Even when you praise others, you always have a condescending confidence."
"How can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air? I have always been a low-key and humble person." Fang Zhe refused to admit that what Yun Jue was telling the truth was true. As a time traveler, he always unconsciously showed a kind of self-confidence that he was superior to others.
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"You dare to force yourself to the limit, and you say you are a low-key and humble person? Do you know who you are? If my father and Uncle Yin hadn't expressed their attitude, what do you think the consequences would be?" Yun Jue was ruthless.
exposed the essence of the problem.
"Is that so? That's because I'm valuable. If I were a wage earner, do you think I would have the chance to flip the table?" Fang Zhe's tone was still so annoying. Yun Jue actually knew very well how Fang Zhe treated ordinary people.
It won't be like this.
"They're coming out." When Yun Jue was about to speak, he saw two women trotting over who couldn't hide their joy.
Looking at Fang Zhe's held arm, the two of them didn't feel too uncomfortable. They would have done the same thing if they had stayed here.
"Get in the car, let's go to the next house." Fang Zhe opened the car door and sat in the front seat. Yun Jue continued to be the driver, passing each house one by one.
In the end, we didn't go to the specialty store because it was lunch time. We had lunch in a nice hotel and went to the bank to do some business. When Fang Zhe felt tired, Yun Jue enthusiastically proposed to go shopping and asked Fang Zhe to pay for it.
Fang Zhe reluctantly accepted this suggestion. It was impossible not to accept it. He still wanted to sleep peacefully at night. The three women went to Rodion Avenue with murderous intent. When the troops retreated in the evening, Fang Zhe's heart dropped.
Blood.
These three women were not polite at all. They spent 150,000 US dollars on Fang Zhe's behalf, but no one spent an average of 50,000 US dollars. Is that excessive? The three of them would definitely not feel guilty. Anyway, it would be cheaper for others not to spend the money.
This is what the three women thought in their hearts.
As for Fang Zhe, he feels distressed, and his face is always calm and calm. Spend money to buy peace. Thinking like this makes me feel comfortable.
Facts have proved that this is really effective. After returning home, the three women were very calm and did not show too obvious infighting. Fang Zhe knew very well that it was not how attractive he was, but the combination of appearance and wealth.
The charm, the beauty of the soul and so on, just listen to it, don’t take it seriously.
At the dinner table, watching the results of the game broadcast on the TV news, the three women did not cheer. Instead, their eyes became even hotter when they looked at Fang Zhe. Fang Zhe expressed a strong sense of precaution against this and got up and went back to the room to take a shower and change clothes. But
When she was about to wash her own clothes, Wu Mingzhu snatched the clothes she had changed away from her.
When Fang Zhe returned to the room, he locked the door directly. Safety came first.
Wu Mingzhu in the living room said to the other two: "I believe in metaphysics now!"
Qiu Xiaoyou said: "I also believe it, so I decided to invest all the money I won after claiming the prize tomorrow."
Yun Jue raised her hand and said, "I plan to invest $50,000, what about you?" He looked at Wu Mingzhu.
"Fang Zhe said that I'm a big gambler, so I don't plan to take too many risks. I'll just invest 50,000. It won't hurt my roots if I lose."
In the middle of the night, Fang Zhe woke up because there was another person next to him. After Fang Zhe sat up in his dream and turned on the light, he saw the people around him and couldn't help but ask: "How did you get in?"
Yun Jue, holding the key, smiled and said, "This is my home. I forgot to tell you. This is the house I rented."
"Even if I go out now, they will think that I have obeyed you, right?" Fang Zhe said with a helpless smile.
Yun Jue smiled proudly: "I don't care, I just know that I will never lose, no matter who the opponent is."
Fang Zhe did not refute, because he was neither a victim nor a loser. Yun Jue had a good figure, except that she was not too big.
"I thought you really didn't care about me." Is this a good deal? Fang Zhe glanced at the person beside the pillow who was still breathing, and did not protest: "How is the soundproofing of this room?"
"Please don't worry about this." Yun Jue's face turned redder after reacting, and Fang Zhe added another blow: "Be careful with your throat."
I woke up late in the morning, thinking that things would be revealed, but unexpectedly, the three people outside still acted as if nothing had happened.
The three of them were still discussing the football game at the dining table, and they didn't want to stop when they saw Fang Zhe.
"I'm not going to receive the award today. I'm too tired." Fang Zhe didn't forget to complain when he went into the kitchen to find something to eat.
Wu Mingzhu and Qiu Xiaoyou thought they were referring to the shopping spree yesterday afternoon, so they smiled apologetically. In order to avoid suspicion, Yun Jue raised her hands and said, "I'd better continue to be the driver. If you don't go, I'll be alone at home."
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Qiu Xiaoyou nodded and agreed: "It's a good arrangement." She didn't expect that someone had already stolen the camp last night.
Fang Zhe chose to sit next to Yun Jue. When he looked at him with concern, Yun Jue rolled his eyes at him and started a diversionary topic: "What are you looking at? Wear a little more revealing, you're a prude, wear a little tighter,
You look regretful again."
The other two immediately laughed wildly, and Fang Zhe lowered his head to eat breakfast silently. He must be a vulnerable group in this room. If he had known it, he would have stayed in the hotel, otherwise this kind of bullying would not have happened.
Something about fighting back.
"I thought you bought new clothes yesterday and would wear them for me to see today." Fang Zhe retorted after finishing the meal.
"We have to go out to do errands later. Wearing too fancy clothes will attract attention, which is not safe. In this place in the United States, bank robberies in broad daylight are not uncommon." Qiu Xiaoyou's explanation is quite pertinent. After all, he is going to receive the award.
, there is no harm in paying less attention.
"Then I wish you all a safe journey." Fang Zhe spoke in a neutral tone and ate two more boiled eggs.
When the three girls went out together, Yun Jue's foot came up empty when she went down the steps. She screamed and helped Qiu Xiaoyou in front of her to avoid falling. But it was obvious that there was a look of pain on her face. She took off her high heels and rubbed them.