MTL - The Rebirth of the Financial Hegemon-Chapter 29 magpie call

Zhao Jiangchuan's resentment.

It’s just that complaints are made, and learning still has to be learned. Fortunately, the foundation laid by the science department is still there. After memorizing various formulas, I slowly regained the feeling of the year.

Fortunately, I can usually find some fun when I have nothing to do, tease the crying classmate, and admire the eye-catching head teacher. Otherwise, Zhao Jiangchuan really doesn't know if he can persevere.

It's a pity that the lovely roommate at the same table in the past two days is suddenly not cute, and he always ignores him.

Classmate Zhao Jiangchuan was sitting on the wax again, so he simply skipped the class without doing it again and again.

Zhang Hua's self-restraint is definitely not a cover. Although he is scolding Zhao Jiangchuan for not coming sooner or later, but the smile on his face and the sincerity of his tone, seeing Zhao Jiangchuan is as enthusiastic as seeing an old friend.

Zhao Jiangchuan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he can't guess Zhang Hua's true thoughts.

Facing Zhang Hua's warm welcome, he pretended to be surprised and said, "Boss Zhang is waiting for me. I don't have enough margin and need additional funds?"

Zhang Hua's heart is crooked.

Damn, isn't this talking nonsense with your eyes open? Who doesn't know that the 323 national debt has skyrocketed in the past few days. This kid is really not a thing, and he sincerely welcomes me.

I'm waiting for you, I want to wait for you to lose everything.

It's a pity, even if there is 10,000 unhappy feelings in his heart, Zhang Hua has to pinching his nose to recognize it. If you lose money, you can't lose face.

At any rate, leave a good impression on this kid, and it will take a while to convince him to continue.

"Little brother, you really don't know? In the past two weeks, the national debt has risen sharply, and it has risen by more than eight points in a row. Your five-handed single-handed single has made a big profit this time, and now there is a profit of more than 400,000 yuan.

There are many people who can buy at a low point, but you are the first one I have seen who can keep getting so much money today.

I, Zhang Hua, really admire the ability of the little brother, he really is a hero. "

What Zhang Hua said is half-truth, as he said, there are so many people in the market, there will always be someone who can buy a low price, but it is almost unique who can persist until they make such a large amount of money.

In the face of the disorderly fluctuations in the market and the uncertainty about the future, few people can stick to their hearts.

Of course, this is what Zhang Hua said is true, as for the false, that is.

He admires the admiration of a ghost, nothing more than that this kid is very lucky, just like people who play cards for the first time always win money, God knows what kind of **** luck has stepped on.

Zhao Jiangchuan said a little embarrassedly: "Our school is making up classes recently, and I usually don't have time to come out. If it wasn't for Boss Zhang, I wouldn't know that I made so much money.

It's all luck, the blind cat catches a dead mouse. "

When Zhao Jiangchuan said this, Zhang Hua was taken aback for a moment, and he couldn't help but want to curse after he understood.

Damn, that's why this kid didn't make tens of thousands and thousands of dollars like others to pay. The feeling is that this kid is locked in school and can't get out.

This….

What a **** luck this is.

But for some reason, Zhang Hua always felt that something was wrong. The intuition he had cultivated for a long time in business made him seem to want to grab something.

It's just that every time I think about it, I always find nothing.

Zhang Hua didn't care too much. In the end, he felt that this kind of thing was not very reliable. Many times he didn't believe even if he felt a little bit, even if it turned out many times that his feeling was actually right.

But this time the feeling was so vague that he didn't even have any direction.

"Little brother, what you said is too modest. As soon as I saw you that day, I felt that you were not an ordinary person. If you don't say anything, your courage is also very comparable.

When I was your age, how could I dare to fight with 50,000 yuan.

From my point of view, little brother, you are definitely not in the pool. As long as you go well, I am afraid that you will have a place in the country in a few years.

But as someone who has come here, I have something to remind you.

This person, ability is part of strength, luck is also..."

Before Zhang Hua could finish his words, Zhao Jiangchuan's face brightened, and he said abruptly, "Uncle Zhang, do you want to introduce your daughter to me?"

Zhang Hua's brain was like being smashed with a hammer. It took a full two seconds to think about what Zhao Jiangchuan was talking about.

Uncle Zhang, who is your Uncle Zhang?

When did Lao Tzu say that he was going to introduce his daughter to you, what a bastard.

This kid is really not a thing...

Zhang Hua felt that Zhao Jiangchuan was nothing in his heart. Wouldn't Zhao Jiangchuan live up to Zhang Hua's expectations by not letting him be happy.

"Uncle Zhang, I understand what you mean, no wonder I heard magpies chirping when I went out in the morning, and I was thinking of something good.

But Uncle Zhang, I'm only in the third year of high school, so I don't know that Miss Zhang is this year..."

Zhang Hua wanted to hit someone.

After hearing Zhao Jiangchuan's rambling words, he had the urge to hit people even if he was as tolerant as he was.

What is it that you are only in the third year of high school, what is it that you hear magpies in the morning, what kind of birds are coming in this winter.

Grandma, this little **** actually ate the gall of a bear heart and leopard, and dared to hit my Lingling's attention. Uncle can't bear it.

Originally, although Zhang Hua was a little unhappy that Zhao Jiangchuan had made hundreds of thousands of dollars with him, his appearance was his first impression, and Zhao Jiangchuan was considered a talent, but Zhang Hua had nothing against him.

Now, the more Zhang Hua looked, the more he felt that Zhao Jiangchuan was not pleasing to the eye. If it wasn't for his reason, he would definitely have blasted Zhao Jiangchuan out immediately.

Four hundred thousand!

If it weren't for these 400,000 yuan, I wouldn't beat you to death today, my bastard, my surname is yours.

Zhang Hua took a deep breath and suppressed the anger that was running down his forehead. After he calmed down, he seemed to understand why Zhao Jiangchuan suddenly brought the topic to his daughter.

A table of talents.

Not in the pool.

These are not the words that matchmakers usually use when introducing objects. Don't they just want to fool this kid into continuing to do it while he is lucky? Why did he use these words just now with a fever.

No, even if he uses the words incorrectly, that kid is definitely not a good thing when he thinks of the person he is introducing so quickly.

There is stillness in every event.

After Zhang Hua recited it a few times in his heart, he quickly interrupted Zhao Jiangchuan's words.

"That's such a pity. You are only in the third year of high school. My family Lingling is already in her senior year this year, and she will go to study in the United States next year. This..."

Although Zhang Hua wished to blow Zhao Jiangchuan out in his heart, the words in the scene were not leaking, and there was no abnormality even on his face.

At the end, he deliberately paused to say nothing, but the meaning was already obvious.

My daughter is not suitable for you, you should pay less attention to her.

It's a pity that Zhang Hua definitely underestimated Zhao Jiangchuan's shamelessness, not to mention that this guy is so shameless that he is afraid of himself.

"Uncle Zhang, which university is Sister Lingling studying at now?"

(PS: Let me tell you something bad. It happened at noon. When I went out to work in the morning, I suddenly had a stomachache. I had no choice but to find a place to go to the toilet. I ran into a private hospital. Worrying that it was not clean, I simply squatted up without sitting down. With a bang, the instant I took off my pants, the toilet fell down and smashed to the ground.

Then the petals hurt, a big hole, and blood flowed all over the place.

How to adjust, the pants are mentioned, it seems that the aunt is coming, and she is too embarrassed to bandage, so she simply goes home.

On the way, the strange eyes of passers-by have been endured.

When I got home, Nima, I couldn't sit on the stool because of the pain in my butt. I changed my pants and saw that my underwear was wet.

When I told my book friend, "Damn, this fellow said, you want to be a eunuch."

Damn, the cold sweat is coming down, I didn't realize it before, I'm five centimeters away, and I'm going to be a eunuch.

Is this God's punishment for rushing the end of my last book, or a warning that this book must be written well.

I was very uneasy, so I had to call out loudly, friends, brothers, I really don't want to be a eunuch, and no author wants to be a eunuch.

So, ask for support. Ask for recommendation, ask for collection, ask for comfort.

Spend your blood lying on your back, dedicate your love, and let this world have one less eunuch. )