While running back, Song Shihan also looked back at Zhou Ziyang and waved to Zhou Ziyang. His long legs were particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

Today is the weekend. Shen Meiru took Shen Peipei to see her grandparents in her hometown, and her father went to eat and drink with his friends, so Zhou Ziyang was the only one at home.

The two-story villa was pitch black. After Zhou Ziyang got home, a standing light was lit. Zhou Ziyang returned to his room and put down his schoolbag and took out Song Shihan's notebook.

There are about 84 days left before the college entrance examination. Zhou Ziyang wants to work hard on these 84 days and get into a good university. He was ignorant in his previous life. He thought that as long as he had the ability, it would be the same for any university. Now he has come back and realized that capable people do go to any university the same. However, studying for a good university is equivalent to adding an insurance policy. When life is always proud and frustrated, Zhou Ziyang has indeed been proud in his life and can earn tens of thousands of dollars a month, but when he is frustrated, he doesn't even have a good job.

So in the eighty-four days of restarting, making money is not the primary task for Zhou Ziyang. What Zhou Ziyang thinks is to take advantage of these eighty days to improve his studies. If he does not have this unforgettable memory, he doesn’t have to work so hard. But now he has the strength, why not work hard?

Open the notebook and a pink note was posted on the first page: Zhou Ziyang, come on (*^▽^*)!

After seeing this cute little expression, Zhou Ziyang felt helpless. After he was reborn, Zhou Ziyang never took the initiative to provoke Song Shihan. He admitted that he wanted to fall in love, but the goal of love was indeed not Song Shihan, but he didn't realize it. The whole class thought he liked Song Shihan.

Even Song Shihan mistakenly thought that she liked her, and Zhou Ziyang wanted to explain, but every time she wanted to explain, she was interrupted.

Forget it, the most urgent thing is to take the college entrance examination anyway.

The rest of the matter will be discussed after the college entrance examination is over.

Zhou Ziyang looked through the first page of notes and began to carefully read the wrong questions recorded by Song Shihan. Then he did two more test papers. Seeing that his father had not come home, he took a shower and went to bed.

The next morning, I got up and ran on time, and after running, I returned to the room to continue studying. I learned to rest at noon. I opened the securities software and opened it. I had already earned 10,000 yuan in more than ten days. There was no way, the capital was too little, and I didn’t make much money. If I continue to make this, I would probably earn more than 100,000 yuan at most by graduating from high school. The problem is that Zhou Ziyang didn’t say that he could catch the daily limit every time. He only remembered the daily limit on each stock but he couldn’t remember when he bought and sold it. So sometimes he didn’t operate in time and could only earn five or even four points.

Making money like this is definitely not a long-term solution. You must find a way to play with a big one.

Zhou Ziyang checked the funding phone number and called inquiry. The other party asked Zhou Ziyang about his identity information, whether he had a formal job or something.

Zhou Ziyang said no, and the other party said that he could only give you five times the leverage. We usually don’t do the principal of you with only 10,000 yuan.

Zhou Ziyang said okay, I'll think about it again.

After hanging up the phone, I went to Liu Shuo’s house to play in the afternoon.

Liu Shuo's family lives in a newly built community near the school, with a top-floor duplex. At this weekend, Liu Shuo's father was at home. Liu Shuo's father was in his forties and was a big fat man. He looked a little fierce. He looked like he had been in the society at first glance, but he was particularly kind to Zhou Ziyang.

"Is Ziyang here?" Liu Shuo's father asked with a smile.

"Uncle Liu."

"Brother Zhou! Come and see my fire kirin!" Liu Shuo ran out of the room excitedly and took Zhou Ziyang to watch him play games. Zhou Ziyang went to his room and saw that he was having fun for a long time.

But Liu Shuo was sitting in front of the computer like a peerless soldier king, with expressionless expression on his face like a sculpture. Whenever an opponent appeared, Liu Shuo operated the mouse and pounded it, and hit it accurately.

While shooting, he spitted fragrant fragrance in his mouth. His mother's content was extremely high. Before he knew it, he forgot that Zhou Ziyang was by his side and started to curse with his teammates.

"You trash! You deserve to play games too!"

Zhou Ziyang, 35, was not interested in games. Seeing that Liu Shuo was fascinated by playing, he went out to the bathroom. Liu Shuo's father was outside watching TV and drinking tea.

Zhou Ziyang went over, and Liu's father asked Zhou Ziyang hospitably: "Ziyang, how is your father doing recently? I saw him in a hotel some time ago."

Zhou Ziyang said: "It's pretty good."

"Oh, I've been drinking tea. I've always wanted to invite your father to have a meal. Your father has never had time." Liu's father poured a cup of tea for Zhou Ziyang and said with a smile.

Zhou Ziyang picked up the tea and took a sip, nodded slightly. The tea tasted good.

"How is it? I specially asked someone to bring it from Shaoxing. If you like it, I will get you two packs later, so that your father can drink it too." Liu's father said.

Zhou Ziyang looked at Liu's amiable appearance and hesitated for a moment, but said, "Uncle Liu, can you lend me 50,000 yuan?"

"?" Liu's father was stunned and looked at Zhou Ziyang in disbelief.

However, Zhou Ziyang was particularly serious. He had no way to make money more money than stocks at the moment. Writing novels is a way to make money faster, but writing novels is a waste of time. It takes 4,000 words to die for an hour. Zhou Ziyang has no time to write novels.

Stocks are the least waste of time, and Zhou Ziyang remembers all the stocks that have hit the daily limit in the past few months. It would be a pity not to buy them, so he thought about them and finally spoke.

In 2010, 50,000 yuan was definitely not a small amount. This money was even enough to buy a small house, but Liu's father was able to take it out. He opened a small factory and could make it in one month when the market was good. Zhou Ziyang also believed that he could take it out.

But will he lend himself a high school student?

"The loan period is one month, and I will give you 60,000 yuan directly to the account. I can write you an IOU!" Zhou Ziyang said calmly.

Liu's father relieved the cup and looked at the tender child in front of him. He fell into deep thought for a moment. He smiled and said kindly: "Uncle can lend you this money, but you always have to tell him what's going on, right?"

"never mind."

"?"

Zhou Ziyang said: "I'm too abrupt. I'm sorry Uncle Liu. I shouldn't say that. Just pretend I haven't said it."

"???" Liu's father was stunned for a moment. Before he could figure out what was going on, Zhou Ziyang accused him of the crime and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!