Saving the Tragic Adonis

Zhou Juan: Okay.

The two separated at the fountain, Shu Ning turned around and left, Zhou Juan carried the milk nutritional supplements, and walked slowly.

After walking a few steps, a familiar voice came from behind, Mom.

Zhou Juan turned her head and saw Yin Mingzheng with a schoolbag standing not far away, as if he had just returned.

I don't know if I saw it.

Zhou Juan looked back at Shu Ning again, the child had gone far.

I'll help you. Yin Mingzheng came over.

Oh, good. Zhou Juan handed him the milk.

Yin Mingzheng walked forward with the milk, Zhou Juan followed behind him nervously, Mingzheng...

Yin Mingzheng: Huh?

Zhou Juan thought about it and said, Did you see it just now?

Yin Mingzheng: What did you see?

Zhou Juan explained that there was no silver and three hundred taels here: I just bought something and couldn't carry it, and Shu Ning kindly helped me carry it for a while.

Yin Mingzheng: Well.

Zhou Juan observed his expression for a moment, saw his calm expression, finally relieved and laughed, Let's go, go home quickly.

Yin Mingzheng didn't speak, his eyes darkened.

When he got home, he opened the Q group on his mobile phone, clicked on the mushroom head, and was silent for a long time without saying anything.

No evidence.

Indeed, it is very likely that Zhou Juan bought something and asked Shu Ning to help mention it.

Don't think about it.

If those things were sent by Shu Ning, what was his gratitude to Zhou Juan?

What is he in Zhou Juan's eyes?

Has he been abandoned long ago?

Yin Mingzheng couldn't accept it.

Once it is proved that Zhou Juan abandoned him a long time ago, then he is a thing that no one wants without a father or mother!

His gratitude, those so-called deep love between mother and son, those imaginings of the future, are all jokes!

He is just garbage of unknown origin and nobody wants, it shouldn't exist, it's totally worthless!

Taking a step back, Shu Ning bought those things today, doesn't it mean that those miscellaneous things in the past were also bought by Shu Ning?

Zhou Juan should have liked him, although not as much as he liked his own life, but he must have liked it.

Yin Mingzheng took a deep breath, put down the phone, and turned on the computer to continue programming.

The money in the owner group has been repaid, and the 30,000 yuan in the school has not been repaid.

If it is not over, he will always bow his head.

It's just that after the New Year, programmers have returned to work one after another, and there are too many orders on the Pegasus Forum, and it is difficult to answer them.

Gotta make money in a different way.

He clicked on the simulation software to check the change status of the day, and the tracking was good. He used the program he wrote to capture the data, and then based on the data analysis, the general trend was accurate.

He also wrote a software that captures the data published by domestic authoritative websites, as well as foreign ones. As soon as the official data comes out, it can immediately capture, summarize and classify.

He then summarizes by category.

After a period of simulation, it is found that the effect is good.

At present, bulk transactions, oil, gold, silver, and virtual currencies are all very active. After a period of tracking and analysis, when he saw the zigzag curves on the software, he suddenly had a strong intuition—the future of oil. to go up.

This intuition was very strong, and he had never felt this way before.

It was as if a voice in his head told him to do it, and he would regret not doing it.

Yin Mingzheng frowned, not sure.

After hesitating for a day, the voice in his head became more intense, telling him that the opportunity was about to disappear. He finally chose to listen to the voice in his head and spent 30,000 yuan to buy oil bulls.

The oil bào rose, and Yin Mingzheng followed the voice in his head again, earning 8,000, a total of 38,000.

The first victory made him understand that the voice in his head was right.

This is an opportunity to make money faster than programming.

He also wrote a software to begin to capture more detailed data on commodities, as well as international trade data, listening to the voice in his head and participating in the tense financial affairs.

He found himself enjoying this exciting game.

Since the brain injury, his emotions are very indifferent, it is difficult for things to arouse his emotions, he thought he had lost his feelings, and now he finds that it is not the case.

The more exciting it is, the more he can feel his heartbeat and the pulse of his blood.

He was almost addicted to this game, and regained a little bit of the feeling that he could laugh out loud before.

A month later, when he recovered, the capital had accumulated to 300,000.

300,000, a number that he didn't dare to think about before, now in his eyes, it's just a pure number.

Ah, so I already have money.

But there seems to be no difference between having money and having no money.

Yin Mingzheng stared at his account, with no expression on his fair face, his two dark eyes were as calm as two inorganic black gems.

He thought he would be ecstatic, he would be ecstatic, but there was nothing, his emotions were calm like a pool of stagnant water.

After the cut, he put it away indifferently, returned the money to Zhou Juan's card, and then retrieved it from his own account, opened the list in the class group, imported the class donation amount with a small program he wrote, and distributed red envelopes in batches.

The class exploded!

【Yin Mingzheng, what the hell are you doing? 】

【We donate money but not borrow money

, still hairy? 】

Long Qiao and Wang Shenshen jumped up and down in the group.

The words of the two resonated with their classmates.

[It's only 20 yuan, you're too embarrassed to pay it back, but I'm too embarrassed to accept it! 】【That's right, Yin Mingzheng, don't do this! 】