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"Sister Xingyu, let's go down first."
The suppressed Qiao Simei went to collect the coffee cups, while Sanli and Chang Xingyu walked downstairs side by side.
Qi Weimin wanted to help Simei, but was pulled away by Qian Wen, "Don't spoil her, she's not so pretentious.
Look at Xiaoyi and Xiaoya, how you have spoiled them."
"You don't like the two strong men!" Qi Weimin retorted as he was being pulled away.
"That's different from you." Qian Wen said.
"We are both the eldest brother in the family, taking care of our younger brothers and sisters. What's the difference?" Qi Weimin said unconvinced. He had a good relationship with his younger brother and younger sister.
"What kind of care! Your bottomless compromise will make you heartbroken sooner or later."
Qian Wen didn't bother to talk about Qi Weimin. As the eldest brother in the family, it was understandable to take care of his younger siblings, but his doting was a bit too much.
Let’s not talk about the current Qiao Erqiang and the others. In the play, no matter how noisy the Qiao family is, they never break up.
As for the Qi family, Qi Weimin has always had a successful career and a good wife, but when he grew up, his younger siblings and him were just like that, just on the surface.
In the play, Qi Weimin may have been stronger than Qiao Yicheng in every aspect, but when it comes to his younger siblings, Qi Weimin was completely defeated.
This is also what Qi Weimin has always envied Qiao Yicheng in the play.
Qian Wen has also talked with Qi Weimin about this aspect over the years, but Qi Weimin has that kind of temperament. He is extremely fond of Qiqi and Simei, but he can't do anything worse to his younger brothers and sisters. He dotes on them even more than his parents.
Simply responsive.
It's not that I shouldn't, but I'm overdoing it.
Without the education and guidance from the elder brother, it was all pampering.
Qi Weiyi and Qi Xiaoya are happy, but they lack something to eat when they grow up.
But now that Qi Zhiqiang has not passed away due to illness, the Qi family should be much better, after all, the mainstay is still there.
Qi Weimin didn't want to listen, and he didn't have an old lady nagging him. It wasn't his character.
Chang Xingyu, who was walking in front, passed by Simei's room, paused in his steps, and turned to look around curiously.
The door was half-covered and half-open, and the visible area was all pink, very girlish, and it immediately caught Chang Xingyu's attention.
"What's wrong with Sister Xingyu?" Seeing Chang Xingyu stopped next to her, Sanli, who was accompanying her, asked strangely.
Chang Xingyu pointed, "This is..."
"Oh, this is Simei's room." Sanli looked in the direction and said.
When I just passed by, the bedroom door was still closed.
"Well, let's go down." Although he was curious and wanted to visit, Chang Xingyu was still very restrained.
At this time, there was a slight clinking sound of cups and footsteps coming from behind, and Simei squeezed up from behind with a tray in hand.
Qian Wen was squeezed away, and Qi Weimin smiled helplessly.
Qiao Simei thrust the tray into Sanli's hand, took Chang Xingyu's arm and went to her bedroom, "Cousin, visit my bedroom, it's all the result of my victory."
"Hey, be careful with the cup." The sudden incident made Sanli, who was receiving the tray, a little confused.
"Haha, I'm sorry, sister." Simei scratched her head and smiled flatteringly.
Sanli sighed, she was used to being such a sloppy person.
Chang Xingyu was invited into Simei's room.
The entire room is dominated by pink and white, interspersed with some green plants.
The bed is round, and the desk and bookshelf are in light Nordic style.
Curtains, bed sheets, mosquito nets, night lights and other decorations are all pink.
There are also many dolls.
The entire bedroom space is very comfortable, without too many strong colors or light jumps, and is relatively gentle and restrained.
Decorated with some pink bows and green plants, it is elegant and romantic. The fresh and green green is added to the bedroom full of girlish feelings, adding a bit of natural flavor.
Chang Xingyu, who was not very young, began to have stars in his eyes.
Who hasn’t dreamed of being a princess yet?
Sanli shrugged. She, Qian Wen and the others whispered hello and went down to clean the coffee cups.
She is not jealous at all about Simei's unique room, it was all acquired by Simei herself.
For example, that big round bed was obtained in exchange for a high final grade.
For example, the fans’ sheets and quilts, curtains, princess-style decorations on the walls, etc. were all obtained through taking the final exams one after another.
There are other things that Simei fought for with her eldest brother in exchange for.
Of course, she has plenty of them, and she has them all, but she has temporarily saved up all the cash-out opportunities, and when she needs them, she can just find her big brother to cash them out.
"So beautiful." Chang Xingyu praised.
"Thank you, I think so too.
These things are really giving me a headache." Qiao Simei said proudly.
Qian Wen glanced at it and went downstairs with Qi Weimin first. As a girl, the two grown men didn't want to mix with each other.
The two people's whispers came from Simei's room.
"Cousin, let me show you some good things."
"what?"
"Dangdangdangdang~
This is Leslie Cheung, this is Chow Yun-fat, this is..."
Qiao Simei took out her treasured posters and shared them with Chang Xingyu, who she was very close to.
Chang Xingyu looked at them with a smile. Of course she knew these celebrities. They were all famous and now liked by many people.
Just curious, "Simei, why don't you stick it up?"
These posters were all taken out from the bookcase by Simei just now.
Qiao Simei looked at her princess room with fascination, and then regretted, "You can't have your cake and eat it too, every thing in my room was made through hard work, and it took a lot of effort for me to dress it up."
Once the poster is put on the wall, the smell changes.
You can’t put it up. Anyway, I change celebrities very quickly, so I just need to look at the posters, and they can’t ruin the style of my room...yes, the style.”
Chang Xingyu smiled when he heard this. He was not a big man, but he had a lot of ideas.
Qiao Simei cheerfully introduced how every item in her room came from and how hard she worked. Chang Xingyu also listened curiously and satisfies his girlish heart by trying the round bed and the corner of the room as a
Decorative and practical small sofas, some dolls, etc.
I also obtained permission from Simei and took several photos of myself with a camera.
downstairs.
Qiqi is watching TV, and Qiao Erqiang is accompanying her.
But his hands were not idle. He held a carrot in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand. The carving knife was flying in his hand.
As Qiao Erqiang's techniques changed, the carrot became thinner little by little, and a lifelike rose appeared.
It's just that the roses are orange.
"Ah~ Qiqi."
Qiqi, who was watching TV at the side, opened his mouth. The carved rose of different colors entered his mouth, and he started to eat it.
He whined, "Second brother, the carrots are a bit old and not sweet."
"Let's make do with it for now. Second brother will buy some fresh food tomorrow."
"Oh." Qiao Qiqi murmured as she ate and continued to watch TV.
Qiao Erqiang continued to practice the next carving technique in his hands.
"Qiqi, it's time to go to sleep after watching TV for a while."
Qian Wen said as he went downstairs.
"I know, brother.
Brother, eat some fruit." Qiqi jumped off the sofa, picked up the fruit plate in front of her, and handed it to the two of them.
The fruit plate was also carved and arranged by Qiao Erqiang, and it was very beautiful.
It has some meaning of flying like a dragon and a phoenix.
"Is our home so gorgeous now?"
Qi Weimin used a bamboo skewer to pierce an apple segment decorated in the fruit plate and threw it into his mouth.
"The top two are learning some basics of cooking, so they use family members as guinea pigs." Qian Wen said casually.
Qiao Erqiang has been in this state for a while. I can only say that he is really suitable to be a chef, but he can learn it much faster than studying.
Sanli brought the teapot and teacup over.
"Brother, cousin, drinking too much coffee at night is not good, so I changed it to tea."
"Anything is fine." Qi Weimin chuckled and looked back upstairs. Seeing that no one was coming down, he said honestly, "Actually, to be honest, the coffee is quite bitter."
While everyone was chatting downstairs, the two girls upstairs also finished whispering and clattered down the stairs.
Chang Xingyu was pulled over by Sanli again, wanting to learn some of Chang Xingyu's study skills from high school.
Seeing this scene, Qi Weimin frowned and said, "Yicheng, you are forcing Sanli to study too much.
Nothing is achieved overnight, especially learning, which has to be done step by step, and Sanli’s grades are already very good.
Too much pressure is not good for her."
How could he not understand what Qi Weimin said.
But he really had no intention of urging Sanli to study.
This was all done spontaneously by Sanli, and Qian Wen also observed that Sanli also adjusted herself and had her own pace of learning when having fun, so he did not interfere too much.
"Don't blame me blindly, I have never forced Sanli.
You don’t understand, my sister is too obedient and sensible, so there’s nothing I can do about it.”
Qian Wen spread his hands and said proudly.
Qi Weimin couldn't bear to see how proud he was from time to time. He didn't act like a little sister.
Well...of course we won't mention whether you listen or not.
Over there, Qiao Erqiang did not go over, but just took another white radish and quietly practiced his carving.
They are both girls, Chang Xingyu is studying at Jinling University, and Sanli's goal is also Jinling, so they don't have to share too much in common.
Simei and Qiqi like to talk and chat with the gentle and decent Chang Xingyu and feel comfortable.
Qian Wen and Qi Weimin became outsiders.
The two came out of the attic.
"This is too enthusiastic. Did you order it?"
In the small courtyard, the two of them sat casually on the steps. Qi Weimin bumped Qian Wen next to him with his shoulder.
"It's getting late. Opportunities have been created for you. Seize them yourself." Qian Wen looked at the night and asked an unexpected question.
It was almost dark when we had dinner, so if anything happened, it would be better to make an appointment the next day. Qian Wen just wanted to create some opportunities for Qi Weimin, who was a bit stupid, otherwise it would be the next day.
In this aspect, Qi Weimin is really not as good as him.
Qi Weimin's eyes widened, "I'm not that kind of person!"
"I don't know the good heart!"
Qian Wen dropped these words.
As a grown man, your hands are tied when it comes to dating a partner. When you talk to a partner, you should be as glued to each other as possible. If you have a chance, you will meet the opportunity. If you don't have a chance, you will create an opportunity. When you are seven years old after marriage, treat each other as if you are a guest.
It was getting really late, and Chang Xingyu didn't stay long.
After saying hello to Qiao Zuwang, the two of them were leaving.
In front of Qiao's house.
"Why don't you ride my motorcycle?" Qian Wen looked at Qi Weimin and said.
Qi Weimin spread his hands and said, "I think so too, but I can't."
"It's okay, thank you, Lao Qiao." Chang Xingyu said with a smile.
"Old Qiao, I borrowed the camera first and will return it in two days."
"It's okay, just give it to this guy." Qian Wen pointed at Qi Weimin.
The alley is no better than the main road outside. The streetlights are all owned by one's own family. They are rarely used and rarely turned on. The road is a little difficult to walk, so Er Qiang and the others are asked to go back. Qian Wen takes a flashlight and sends them to the main road.
On the way out, Chang Xingyu talked about a topic that interested him.
"Old Qiao, didn't you just go to Guangzhou and Magic City some time ago?
Have you ever heard of stocks?”
"I've heard about stocks." Qian Wen nodded.
“I heard from classmates in the department that Pengcheng government asked employees to take the lead in buying a stock called ‘Shenzhen Development Bank’.
Our classmates in the department were curious and wanted to do an on-campus report on this aspect.
By the way, you haven’t been there nearby, can you provide me with some materials?”
Stock ‘Shenzhen Development Bank’
This year is 1988.
Chang Xingyu's words immediately opened up his second line of Ren and Du.
Whatever she said later, Qian Wen was somewhat perfunctory.
Even when Qi Weimin was driving Chang Xingyu away, Qian Wen even forgot to ask Qi Weimin to be smarter, and opportunities were created. Don't be fooled.
The word "stock" is all on his mind right now.
He only thought about being a copywriter and forgot about this important matter.
If Chang Xingyu hadn't mentioned it casually, he would have missed this opportunity.
‘Stockmania’ is an event that even people who don’t know anything about the stock market know a thing or two about.
Of course, it didn’t start until 1990.
Now is the middle of 1988, but it is the best time to harvest the original stocks of "Shenzhen Development Bank". At this time in Pengcheng, the stock has not yet been recognized by the public, and some people still think it is speculation.
There are very few people who voluntarily purchase. Most of them are issued by a certain unit to complete the issuance task and ask employees to subscribe.
Ninety percent of people abandon it like worn-out shoes, and they are extremely disgusted.
By the time I really knew how to make money, my thighs were broken.
There are also ‘Vanke’ shares issued in 89.
During this period of time, he can have a hand in all five stocks in Pengcheng.
Forget it, go to the capital. The people in the old capital are too smart. The old stereotypes in the capital have long been digested by themselves. If he goes there, he will get the exhaust fumes.
Pengcheng is still awesome.
After thinking and planning in his mind, Qian Wen closed the door after returning home.
"Brother, do you want a midnight snack?" Qiao Erqiang asked a little worriedly when he saw Qian Wen closing the door and sitting on the bench in the courtyard in a daze.
Qian Wen heard the sound and looked towards the main room. Qiao Zuwang had already returned to the house, and there was a faint light shining through the crack of the bedroom door.
He shook his head and said, "You go ahead and eat."
With that said, he walked to Qiao Zuwang's room and knocked on the door gently.
"Who is it? I'm going to bed. I'll tell you something tomorrow."
In the room, Qiao Zuwang said in a rough voice.
Qian Wen stopped the urge to turn around and took a deep breath. If it weren't for the fact that this matter needed someone closer to him, he would be relieved. Neither of them were suitable. He really didn't want to find Qiao Zuwang.
"There is an opportunity to earn pension money, at least tens of thousands, do you want to do it~"
Qian Wenchong said inside.
The sound was not loud, but Qiao Zuwang obviously heard it.
There was a clang, a sound of a chair falling, and the door opened quickly.
Qiao Zu lost one of his shoes and came out with a banana in his mouth.
"You want to give me money?"
Qiao Zuwang looked at him happily.
He still knows a thing or two about his eldest son's abilities, and if he misses a few things, it will take him a year.
He had already thought of asking his eldest son for some food, but he still had some ideas in mind and was always looking for a suitable opportunity.
Now is the opportunity?
Qian Wen suddenly turned around and left. He didn't want to talk to Qiao Zuwang about this matter.
I'm afraid that if I don't succeed enough, I'll fail.
"Hey, don't leave."
When Qiao Zu saw Qian Wen, he didn't say anything, turned around and left. Qian was gone, and his heart felt like a cat scratching him, and he was itching unbearably.
"You... Qiao Yicheng, wait for me, wait for me to put on my shoes...
Hey hey...wait for me, what do you mean by the middle of the sentence? You want me to be unable to sleep at night, right?"
Qiao Zuwang put on his shoes, big pants and a coat and chased Qian Wen into the loft next door.
I don't understand, he can't sleep.
In the small courtyard, Sanli was washing herself and Erqiang, who was cooking midnight snacks, looked at her with doubts and strangeness.