MTL - If You Don’t Go To Hell, Who Will?-Chapter 50 Zhong Yuan

I and Zhong Yuan were so held together. After ten minutes, Zhong Yuan let me go and said, "I should go."

"Go...?" So fast?

Zhong Yuan scraped my nose and smiled: "I can't bear it?"

I bowed my head and didn't speak.

"I don't want to go, but the plane in the afternoon, I won't go back, the old man will kill me." Zhong Yuan finished, and kissed me gently on my forehead.

The so-called old man is estimated to be the grandfather of Zhongyuan, but I am a bit puzzled and asked: "You have not returned home before?"

Zhong Yuan: "I have been in France a few days ago and just got off the plane this morning."

Me: "Hey, then you are here?"

Zhong Yuan smiled and said, "Yeah."

Me: "You have tossed back and forth for nearly ten hours, just to see me?"

Zhong Yuan smiled warmly: "Well."

I suddenly had a hot eye, sucked my nose and said, "Zhong Yuan, you are stupid."

Zhong Yuan hugged me and smiled: "I recognized."

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I sent Zhong Yuan to the door, and the playful children had already dispersed. A black-painted off-road vehicle at the door was very serious, but the trunk was spurred and looked a bit funny.

I knocked on the window glass of the car and asked, "Where did you get the car?"

Zhong Yuan: "borrowed."

My attention was drawn to the brand on the car. The trademark of the car I knew was not much. I never saw it before, so I curiously asked, "What kind of car is this?"

Zhong Yuan: "Land Rover."

"Oh, I haven't heard it," I scratched my head and said, "That... be careful on the road."

"Yeah." Zhong Yuan nodded, but did not mean to leave, just watching me quietly.

I am a little embarrassed, and my eyes whispered and said: "You still can't leave."

Zhong Yuan put his hand into his arms and licked it. He took out a small bottle and stuffed it into my hand.

The small bottle was still warm, and I looked at it and asked, "What is this? Nail polish?"

Zhong Yuan smiled and replied: "Perfume."

I spread my hand and looked at the bottle of perfume carefully. The pink bottle was very delicate. I didn't know the words above—all in French.

I pointed to the two biggest words on the bottle and asked, "What does this mean?"

Zhong Yuan gently licked my hair and replied: "First love."

I was embarrassed to bow my head, tweaked for a long time, and finally said: "That... although I don't like perfume very much, I like it very much."

Zhong Yuan hugged me and laughed in my ear. "I like it."

Then Zhong Yuan hurried away, just as he hurriedly came, leaving me alone in the same place, looking at the clouds in the sky.

The miscellaneous off-road vehicle all the way to the dust, and soon disappeared in my sight. I stood at the door like a watch stone, and I didn't want to go back for a long time.

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The days that followed were very fast. Except for being asked by different little children every day, "When is the atomic brother coming back?" I am still quite comfortable. Just can't see Zhong Yuan, I always feel that something seems to be missing. Although this is often a matter of calling and me to talk to each other regardless of time, although our phone always ends in his teasing, it is different after seeing people and hearing the sound.

The days slipped slowly, and soon we were going to start school. At this time, my mood was very contradictory. On the one hand, I had to leave home when I started school. I was very reluctant. On the other hand, I was very anxious to go to school to see Zhongyuan.

Of course, no matter how contradictory, starting school is to start school, so I quickly shed tears and bid farewell to my dad and returned to school.

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A few days after the start of the school, the film we shot last semester was released in a low-key manner. Soon after, the director Xiaojie was really squandered by a pile of ashes-level rot women, and they also put my actor who disguised as a man in the same place. insulted. However, because the film is beautiful and the characters are beautiful, most people still like it. The right to look at the film that washes their eyes, so this movie gradually spread among the universities in B city, and the reputation seems to be good. . Later, I walked on campus several times, and I came out to find someone to sign me. I was so stunned.

Of course, this is nothing, because soon I have something that can really be done.

One day, Zhong Yuan showed me a website. It was the official website of a financial trading contest. I didn't know anything about it. So I didn't look at it. I just asked casually, "Do you want to sign up?"

Zhong Yuan replied: "Not me, it is us."

I scratched my head and it was a bit strange. "Oh, I don't understand this."

Zhong Yuan hooked my shoulder and smiled. "It doesn't matter, I know it."

I am even more puzzled. "If you understand, you can participate." Why did you pull me?

Zhong Yuan: "Our professor said that the team that won the first prize can make a speech at the conclusion meeting."

Me: "And then?"

Zhong Yuan: "Then I suddenly remembered that you used to be jealous."

Khan, he said so, I also remembered. It seems that I used to be veterinary because of a very beautiful pair of pictures of Zhong Yuan and their flowers, but... I was a little embarrassed and asked, "Are you sure you can get the first prize?"

Zhong Yuan licked my hair and smiled. "Can you, I have tried it before I know it."

I went over and looked at the rules of the game. To be honest, I was more interested in the prizes.

The competition was held by a financial company. It was organized nationwide and participated in the form of a team. Each team consisted of one to five people. The competition lasted for two months. The competition set a second and third prize and a number of excellent prizes. In addition, the winner of the first prize can also win a free seven-day tour of Singapore.

Since Zhongyuan is so enthusiastic, I am embarrassed to refuse. Moreover, they learn financial, it is of course a good thing to participate in such a competition. The prize is not awarded, but it is second. Anyway, there are so many people participating in the competition, so few people win the prize, and I don't expect him to win the prize. And he can have such an idea, I am already very happy.

After a few days, Zhong Yuan signed up. Since the team of the first prize can all get a seven-day tour in Singapore, he thinks that the more people we have, the more we take advantage of it, so we simply pull the old and second-handers into the team. Surprisingly, apart from me and Xiao Er, the passers-by and the boss are even more convinced than Zhong Yuan, we can get the first prize.

I don't understand, ask the boss, the boss smiles mysteriously and replies: "I believe in my own vision, Zhong Yuan is out, who is fighting, hahahaha..."

I ran to the passer-by with a black line. As a result, he smiled incomprehensibly and replied: "Sister, do you know what the source of Zhongyuan's economy is?"

I don't want to say, "Isn't he giving him his family?"

"Wrong!" Passerby erected a finger in front of me, mysterious. "He didn't tell you? This bully has been stocked by the family. When he went to France, his parents. Even the ticket is not reported to him."

"Oh..." I wiped the sweat, I don't understand why this is, isn't the French teacher treated badly?

I thought about it and felt that something was wrong. "But, isn't he still a grandfather?" Maybe his grandfather holds the economic lifeline of his family?

Passerby sighed and replied: "His grandfather still has the last kindness, and the ticket can be reimbursed."

Me: "And then?"

Passerby A: "And then? Nothing."

Me: "But... where does Zhongyuan’s money come from?"

Passerby shook his head and sighed. "He is in the speculation."

Me: "Fried... What?"

Passerby A: "The speculation period is the speculative futures. Niang's, Laozi stocks lose money. As a result, this kid's speculation period is not bankrupt, but also earned like a nouveau riche, throwing a dozen or 200,000 at once. It’s like a child."

I pinched my fist and worried a little: "Is that dangerous?"

Passerby A: "Yes, high leverage, high risk, high return, not to play is gambling to look at luck, like Zhongyuan, they will play, it is speculation."

Me: "Can Zhongyuan play?"

Passerby smiled and shook his head. "Sister, you are going to ask Zhong Yuan. He started to trade stocks when he was a teenager... When he stocks, I still watch the gourd."

I:"……"

According to the meaning of passers-by, Zhong Yuan seems to have rich operational experience in financial transactions? But how high can he be in his early twenties?

With these questions in mind, I ran to ask Zhong Yuan, "Zhong Yuan, when did you start trading stocks?"

Zhong Yuan replied in an understatement: "Seven or eight years old."

Uh……

Zhong Yuan glared at my hair and smiled. "What happened?"

"Nothing," I said, coming back, swallowing and swallowing, and asked, "Don't you watch the gourd doll?"

Zhong Yuan smiled faintly and replied: "If you make money, you can watch it."

I patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "Your family is really embarrassed, why do they force you to do this?"

Zhong Yuan handed me into his arms and smiled. "The past things are not mentioned. They are jealous of me. You will be better for me."

I raised my hand around him, patted his back, and yelled at the child, whispered, "Oh, I will be good to you."

Zhong Yuan: "How good?"

I'm very good."

Zhong Yuan: "For example?"

Me: "Hey..."

"For example," said Zhong Yuan, lifting my chin and bowing my lips.