Zhang Baoxiu's cleverness does not lie in how much she is scheming, but in the fact that she knows that happiness is hard-won and must be cherished. Otherwise, becoming a flight attendant will make her lose herself in just a few months. However, after the shopping incident, the old gangster felt that happiness was precious.
Sister Xiu is indeed a good girl, I can't help but value her more.
After shopping, I was really hungry. The old gangster asked: "Sister Baoxiu, what do you want to eat?"
The smart Zhang Baoxiu didn't say to eat a French meal or a bowl of noodles, but said a very suitable sentence: "Yifan, I want to go to Sichuan cuisine, I'm a little homesick!"
"Then where do you want to eat?" the old gangster asked.
"Well, you say, go wherever you say, preferably in a small alley. Although the hygiene there is a bit poor, the cooking is very authentic!" Zhang Baoxiu said.
This sentence caught the old gangster's appetite, so he snapped his fingers: "Okay, I'll treat you to some food from the alley. Although the hygiene is a bit poor, don't worry, let's let them soak the bowls and chopsticks in boiling water!"
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"Yeah!" Zhang Baoxiu nodded.
So the old gangster really drove her to a small alley in his memory.
A place he often visited when he was a student in his previous life.
Of course the car couldn't get in, so he parked the car nearby and led her deeper into the alley.
Nowadays, the old gangster is considered a handsome man, especially with his small body. He has a good look. Putting on a pair of short sleeves, the lean muscles on his forearms and arms can make girls have the urge to touch them. Of course,
The most attractive thing about the old gangster now is not that he is a handsome man or not, but the self-confidence he exudes.
Self-confidence is rare and valuable for men.
And what about Zhang Baoxiu? A beauty like her wearing a beautiful stewardess uniform passes through the alleys, and she basically never encounters her once a year.
As a result, the two became the center of attention.
Zhang Baoxiu held the old gangster's arm and pressed one side of her body tightly against him. She had already eaten her morning portion anyway, so she felt it was natural to do so.
"Okay, we're here!" The old gangster stopped at a Sichuan restaurant. The boss was boiling lard in a pot and looked at the two of them in a daze. Of course, 90% of the time in his dazed eyes was spent on Zhang Baoxiu's face and face.
Physically.
The two men walked in;
This is a small restaurant with only 6 tables; there are only three people in the whole small restaurant, a boss in his 40s, a teenage apprentice, and the boss's wife.
In the previous life, when the old gangster met them, it was still in 2003, but he had long forgotten the difference between the three people in the previous life in 2003 and the year 2000 in this life, but it is always certain to be younger.
After sitting down, the boss said with a smile on his face: "What do you two want to eat?"
Zhang Baoxiu quickly asked in Western Sichuan dialect: "Can I help cook two dishes? We will give you two yuan for each dish."
When the old gangster heard this, he immediately wanted to see Zhang Baoxiu cooking. However, he thought that this would probably attract a lot of people nearby to come and watch. It would be too public, and it would feel like being watched in a "Sichuan Opera". So he laughed and said
: "Forget it, let's let the boss do it for us. Now that we are here, we have to try the boss's craftsmanship. It will be a rare occasion in the future."
There was no order for more dishes, just one twice-cooked pork, one braised fish fillet, one stir-fried beans, and one Kung Pao Chicken. Soup was omitted. There was no good soup in the small restaurant, so four bottles of beer were served directly.
It was a delicious meal, especially because it made the old gangster reminisce about his past life. Zhang Baoxiu also had a greasy mouth and kept smiling sweetly at him.
"Yifan, have you often come here before?" Zhang Baoxiu asked after eating and while the two continued to wander in the alley.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished saying this, she ran to a place selling small goldfish.
Finally, she bought a small glass tank and two small goldfish, which she happily held in her hands.
"Go back?" Zhang Baoxiu said with a sweet smile.
Night had fallen. In the car, Zhang Baoxiu suddenly asked: "Yifan, are you really not going to class now?"
The old gangster boasted again: "If you don't go to school, why should you go to school! I've already started to open a company, school is of no use!"
Don't mention it. Sometimes, girls like this kind of thing. If you give her a dialectical explanation, for example, well, although I have opened a company, since I have chosen to go to college, I must open a good company.
At the same time, we must also do a good job in study and study in the company so as to live up to the expectations of our parents.
Try saying it and see which one makes girls more impressed by you or makes them think you are more capable?
Sometimes, swearing can do good things.
Sure enough, Zhang Baoxiu showed a sweet smile and said: "Yifan, it's good that you think so. After all, you go to college just to work."
The old gangster saw her holding a small fish tank in the rearview mirror and said casually: "Are they one male and one female?"
"Yeah!" Zhang Baoxiu nodded.
The old gangster sighed in his heart, beauties, you all expect that I will only love you, but this is impossible. Who made me suffer enough from the pain of hanging on a tree in my previous life!
After sending Zhang Baoxiu back to the Civil Aviation Hotel, the old gangster felt a little empty in his heart. He suddenly missed Yang Fei'er very much, and wanted to see Wang Zixuan, and even Lin Xiaojing, who he was forced to forget.
At this time, Xiaoxin called and told him that he and Ah Hai had already moved in and had almost bought everything. He asked if he was going to attend a lecture at Jiaotong University tomorrow and how to find the professor. The old gangster thought that he should give it to Sister Zixuan as soon as possible.
Bought a car.
The old gangster told him that he was going to go tomorrow. You would call Sister Zixuan later and make an appointment with her. Everything should be done as previously agreed.
After receiving the order, Xiaoxin hangs up.
The old gangster thought, when Fei'er comes back, he must go back home and give 10 million to Lao Yang's family. If he doesn't let his parents know some of his situation, I, the son, will probably be drowned in saliva.
After making up his mind, the old gangster went to his accommodation.
As soon as he returned to his accommodation, he ran to the study and immediately asked: "Auntie, how much money do we have now?"
The old gangster asked as he opened the trading software and checked the fund situation:
After three days of private placement of 200 million, in addition to the 2% profit on the first day, there was an average profit of 3% in each of the two days, adding up to a total of 8.2% profit in the three days, from which the old gangster could get more than 860
A profit of 10,000 yuan; he originally had 50 million yuan in funds in his account. Due to the low limit, he got a 10% return rate in three days and a profit of 5 million yuan; as for Manager Wang’s 3.8 million funds, it was even more
He directly lurked into two daily limit stocks and made nearly 30% profit in three days. The old gangster could get a commission of 600,000.
"Auntie, that means we now have more than 64 million yuan in funds?" the old gangster said excitedly after reading it.
"Humph, boss, how do you calculate it? You can't get the commission from private equity and Manager Wang yet, so you can only control 55 million in funds. But today I have sold 12 million in stocks.
, I will remit 10 million to Yang Fei'er tomorrow, and put another 2 million on your bank card." said the girl.
The old gangster scratched his head and said: "Auntie, I just calculated that we can get Lao Wang's 600,000 the day after tomorrow. In addition, auntie, I beg you to get another 10 million in cash when I go home.
Come out, I want to go home and give them an explanation."
"Okay!" said the little girl.
"Hey, I thought you would disagree!" said the old gangster.
"Humph, I have already said that you are my master. If some of your requests are not too excessive, I will agree to you immediately. For some ridiculous requests, I will generally advise you not to do so, but if you must,
I had no choice but to execute it!" the chick explained, but recently she rarely shows the image of her savage girlfriend on the screen.
Although in the eyes of the old gangster, the little girl is an intelligent life, but at this time the old gangster was also moved: "Little girl, don't worry, I will not make things difficult for you!"
"Hmph!"
Yang Feier was sitting in the boudoir at this time, looking at the thesis translation materials on the IBM notebook. Father Yang knocked on the door, then turned away and walked in. With a smile on his face, he said: "Feifei, your grandma
I ask you to go to Jiangning tomorrow and return to school the day after tomorrow, what do you think you should do?"
When Yang Feier heard this, she thought for a moment. She remembered that the old gangster said that he would take her back to her hometown and Jiangning in a few days, so she said: "No, I will go to Jiangning with Yifan in a few days."
Go and meet your grandparents and the others then."
Father Yang smiled and said: "I already know some things about Yifan from your elder brother. Although he is a few years younger than you, he seems to be more experienced in dealing with people than me. Haha, let alone your brother, you are dating him
, Dad has no objection at all, but Feifei, I still want to remind you that you should be careful whether Yifan is a woman outside."
Upon hearing this, Yang Feier immediately became angry and irritated and said: "Dad, don't talk about this topic. I'm still busy now. I will send money to Yifan tomorrow. I already checked his stock account last time.
With so much money, don't worry." She pondered again and said, "You don't have to worry about my happiness. No matter if he has other women or not, as long as he loves me and treats me well, I will be satisfied."
"Well, that's up to you. Nowadays, any upstart who is several decades old has several mistresses. Oh, let alone Yifan, who is so young..."
"Dad, get out! I don't want to hear it anymore!" Yang Feier quickly covered her ears with her hands and shouted.
Father Yang sighed again and walked out, but Yang Feier no longer had the intention to read the information. She ran to the bed in a few steps, lay down, covered her head with the quilt, and then beat her hands neither lightly nor hard.
He touched the bed several times and let out several dissatisfied and irritable angry sounds.
Then she turned over, took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her jeans, and dialed the old gangster, but she heard again: "The phone you dialed has been turned off."
She wanted to call the landline again, but resisted and stuffed the phone into her trouser pocket again.
"Yifan, are you really with a woman outside?" Then she reached out and took the down pillow, put it on her face, covered it, and put her arms on the pillow.
Then she threw the pillow away angrily, looked at the ceiling, breathed out the fragrance, and said: "Yifan, if you really have a woman, I will definitely be very sad, very sad, very sad, but I don't want to leave you for the rest of my life.
I don’t even want to.”
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