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After a while, he put down his finger and looked at Jiang Chijing and said, "I can't taste it."

Isn't that taken for granted?

Jiang Chijing quickly withdrew his dazed gaze, not wanting to reveal that yellow waste appeared in his mind. But at this moment, he realized that Zheng Mingyi's eyes were not quite right. He looked straight at his lips, as if saying: You can't taste it with your thumb, let me taste your lips.

A strange thought suddenly popped up in Jiang Chijing's heart. Could it be that when he was dreaming of a series of stories, Zheng Mingyi's mind was also full of yellow waste?

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Chijing leaned slightly to one side of the window, "I just thought, not next time, I will go to the supermarket to buy it next time."

"Why bother." Zheng Mingyi finally lifted his gaze from Jiang Chijing's lips, "I can do it for you."

"Do you have nothing else to do?" Jiang Chijing asked seriously.

"No." Zheng Mingyi said, "You know I am very idle."

Well, compared with the previous elite life, Zheng Mingyi is indeed very leisurely now. Turn off the lights at ten o'clock in the evening, get up at six o'clock in the morning, and take a three-hour lunch break. Other than that, you will grow strawberries endlessly.

It just so happened that this period was the fruiting period of the strawberry in the Southern Prison. If he changed to Jiang Chijing, he would also find something for himself.

"Then don't put it so sweet next time." Jiang Chijing said.

"good."

After talking for so long, the news of the central bank has already been released. As usual, Jiang Chijing read all the content to Zheng Mingyi, but after reading it today, Zheng Mingyi suddenly looked at him and asked, "Where do you want to learn first?"

"understand what?"

Jiang Chijing thought that Zheng Mingyi's thinking had begun to jump again, but he heard Zheng Mingyi say: "Aren't you going to learn to trade stocks?"

"Uh." I almost forgot this, saying that he wanted to learn to trade stocks just to make Zheng Mingyi amused. Jiang Chijing didn't take it to heart. But seeing Zheng Mingyi so serious and responsible, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, "Stocks What is the ups and downs mechanism?"

"It's very simple. If there are more people buying, it will go up, and if there are more people selling, it will go down." Zheng Mingyi said.

"Then how to analyze whether a stock is going up or down?" Jiang Chijing continued to ask.

"It depends on many factors." Zheng Mingyi said, "I will teach you to look at the candlestick chart first."

While operating the mouse, Zheng Mingyi explained to Jiang Chijing what the numbers on the screen represented. Since he was sitting closer to the computer, Jiang Chijing could only look with his head tilted.

At this time, Zheng Mingyi talked about the content on his side of the screen. Because the reflection of the screen was not clear, Jiang Chijing had to lean against Zheng Mingyi and even the tips of his hair were attached to his ears.

Zheng Mingyi tilted his head slightly and took a look at Jiang Chijing. Then he released the mouse, moved his arm around Jiang Chijing's shoulder, and then held the mouse again and said, "Can you see clearly now?"

Now Jiang Chijing is indeed closer to the screen, but the problem is that he was inexplicably caught in Zheng Mingyi's arms.

Their shoulders were against their chests, and they were completely model sitting postures for young couples.

Jiang Chijing turned his head subconsciously and looked at the arm that circled his arm. However, at this moment, Zheng Mingyi suddenly released the mouse, pressed his side face, and pressed his head. go back.

"Concentrate." Zheng Mingyi said.

How can you concentrate on this?

Jiang Chijing couldn't help wondering. When did he and Zheng Mingyi get to this level?

"Do you teach others how to trade stocks like this?" Jiang Chijing asked with a frown.

"Of course not." Zheng Mingyi said, "Officer Jiang is given special treatment." After a pause, he said again, "Or you can sit on my lap to see more clearly."

"No need." Jiang Chijing glared at Zheng Mingyi, and continued to pretend to study hard, "What is this number?"

I have to say that Jiang Chijing actually had a little regret in his heart.

He was not that interested in stocks, and he added such a setting to himself entirely to amuse Zheng Mingyi. Unexpectedly, Zheng Mingyi was still addicted to teaching. He didn't mean to stop at all. He talked about various terms and explanations, making Jiang Chijing seem to be back in his school days.

Jiang Chijing looked at his watch from time to time, and when the time finally came to 9:30, he immediately sat up straight and said, "It's time, let's talk about it next time."

"There is also a more important point. You must have a stable mind when trading stocks, and don't blindly—"

"Teacher Zheng." Jiang Chijing quickly interrupted Zheng Mingyi, "There is enough content today, and it will not be too late to talk about it next time."

Zheng Mingyi looked at Jiang Chijing and asked, "What do you call me?"

"Ms. Zheng."

Comrade Zheng, who has a high school degree, seemed very satisfied with this title, and finally let go of the mouse and said, "See you this afternoon."

"Not this afternoon." Jiang Chijing said, "I have to accompany cadres from companies who want to come and visit."

Occasionally, groups come to visit the prison in order to guard oneself and not to commit crimes. It was the warden's job to receive these groups, but this time he called Jiang Chijing to accompany him. Jiang Chijing guessed that it was mostly related to Zheng Mingyi.

"They want to visit the strawberry planting shed?" Zheng Mingyi asked thoughtfully after listening to Jiang Chijing's explanation.

"Yes, your case is more famous, you know."

It is difficult for visitors to truly empathize with a prisoner who does not know him at all. On the contrary, seeing the person entering the prison with their own eyes and seeing how the person lives in the prison can serve as a warning.

"If you don't want to, you can tell the warden." Jiang Chijing said, "He should agree to your request."

Zheng Mingyi was silent for a moment and asked, "You will come to the strawberry planting shed in the afternoon?"

"Right." Jiang Chijing said.

"That's good." Zheng Mingyi said, "You come and I will pick strawberries for you to eat."

Hearing this, Jiang Chijing failed to understand Zheng Mingyi's brain circuit again.

I'm going to be visited, is picking strawberries still the point?

Originally not in a cell. "The warden walked at the forefront, giving visitors an introduction to the prison.

Unlike visiting other places, there are many requirements for visiting the prison, such as not leaving the team, not taking pictures, women not wearing skirts, and so on.

Once the Southern Prison was visited by students from a middle school. Some naughty students ran around because of curiosity, which caused a lot of trouble to the prison. However, this time the top executives of the company are all well-behaved adults, and it will be relatively easy to bring them along.

Jiang Chijing idly followed at the end of the team, habitually observing everyone in the team.

This company is a listed company, and can achieve the position of management, these people are not young. Whether it is a man or a woman, they are very particular about their appearance, and there is no sense of depression commonly seen in middle-aged people.

"Hello police officer." A woman at the end of the team should not be able to hear the warden's voice clearly, and simply chatted with Jiang Chijing on the side, "Do you usually work hard?"

"Different situations." Jiang Chijing said, "Some positions are harder, and some positions are easier."

Like his position as a librarian, with a lower salary than other colleagues, he also does the easiest job in prison.

"You shouldn't be a standard working hour system?"

"Most people are not. They work for 72 hours and rest for 24 hours."

"how about you?"

"Me?" Jiang Chijing was surprised for a moment. For some reason, the topic would become his personal question. "I am a clerical worker, eight to five in the morning."

"That's pretty good." The woman nodded thoughtfully, "Do you have a partner?"

Jiang Chijing's heart suddenly had a bad feeling, because the tone of the elder's speech to him was exactly the same as that of the relatives in the family.

"No." Not accustomed to lying to strangers, Jiang Chijing told the truth for now.

"How old are you this year?" the woman asked again.

"It's almost thirty." To be precise, it was twenty-seven, but Jiang Chijing deliberately used vague terms.

"I can't see it, that's just right. I have a niece who looks good, and she is still a top student. She is too selective and has never been looking for a target. This year is twenty-nine, which is almost thirty."

Well, the direction of the dialogue is as expected by Jiang Chijing.

It seems that neither the civilian class nor the elite class can get around an eternal topic-blind dates.

"My niece is very capable and has a very high annual income, so she doesn't look at the man’s financial situation, but just looks at her feelings. It should be difficult to reach girls in a job like yours? Not to mention excellent girls, how about it? Don't try to get to know it?"

Jiang Chijing's work does not have any contact with girls, but the problem is that it does not affect his dating at all.

"Is your niece twenty-nine years old?" Jiang Chi Jingshen changed the subject unconsciously, "Look at you in your early thirties."

This is not a lie. These successful people have done a good job of maintenance. This lady seems to be in her thirties.

"How come, is it too exaggerated in your early thirties?"

Sure enough, Jiang Chijing's success led to the topic, and he talked about how to stay young.

The group came out of the prison building, went to the canteen and bathroom, and finally came to the strawberry planting shed.

Strawberry planting in the southern prison is one of the main income-generating industries in the prison. There was an agricultural expert who was in prison and cultivated high-yielding strawberry seedlings in the prison. Strawberries from the southern prison are very productive.

The strawberry planting shed is about half the size of a football field. As soon as you walk into the shed, a cool breeze blows.

Although Jiang Chijing has been transferred to the Southern Prison for more than half a year, he has never been to these factory areas behind the official building.

"Prisoners are working at two points. Now you can see a famous prisoner picking strawberries." The warden pointed to Zheng Mingyi not far away.

Looking around, there are only a few prisoners working in the entire greenhouse. Except for Zheng Mingyi, whom the warden said, the others are all well-behaved and honest prisoners, and they seem to have been deliberately arranged.

"1017." cried the warden, "come here."

Zheng Mingyi put down the small basket full of strawberries in his hand, took off his linen gloves, and walked in the direction of the visiting group.

Jiang Chijing unknowingly walked to the front of the crowd. Originally, Zheng Mingyi was looking at him directly, but when Zheng Mingyi glanced at the people in the group, his expression changed subtlely, and his sight disappeared. Then look in the direction of Jiang Chijing.

"This is the chief culprit in the major economic case that caused a sensation across the country a while ago." The warden introduced, "After the reform of our prison, his ideological awareness has been greatly improved."

"So you are Zheng Mingyi." In the tour group, a leader looked up and down Zheng Mingyi and said, "Is the prison meal still delicious?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chijing couldn't help feeling weird. This was not like a way of questioning between strangers. Combined with Zheng Mingyi’s expression just now, Jiang Chijing guessed that the major economic case might involve this company and harm this company. Enterprises suffered heavy losses.

But when Zheng Mingyi returned, Jiang Chijing changed his mind.

"Fortunately." Zheng Mingyi said, "Speaking of Liu Dong, your mistress took so much money from the company, do the shareholders of the company know?"

As soon as he said this, the other managements on the scene looked at each other suddenly, as if they were confused about the situation.

Liu Dong's face turned dark, and he said solemnly: "What are you talking nonsense?"

The warden obviously didn't know what was going on, so he first said in a roundabout way: "Well, 1017, just talk about life in prison. It's best to have some deep insights."

Jiang Chijing has already greeted Zheng Mingyi and asked him to say something that the warden loves to hear, such as thanking the prison for reforming, and being a new man after going out, so that there may be a chance to enjoy special treatment afterwards.