Money money

The old woman wiped her hands on her trousers and said shyly, "I used it for financial management, buying funds."

Financial management?Buy funds?

Hearing such words from the mouth of the old woman, Ye Qian was stunned for a moment before asking: "Who asked you to buy it?"

Will the old woman use her own money to buy something that doesn't know how long it will take to pay back?Or did she actually know about the fund?Anyway, he didn't believe it.

"No one asked me to buy it. My old lady will buy it if she likes it. It's none of your business! I can't decide how to use my money!" Probably because the tone of the question was not very good, the old woman threw the broom he yelled.

A little irritable, Ye Qian let out a breath before asking again, "How much did you buy?"

"20!" The old woman raised her head and reported a number.

"Where did you buy it? Show me the list, and I'll ask others to see if it's reliable." Ye Qian softened his tone, "You can use your money in whatever way you want. I don't care if you throw it in the trash." Opinions, but you can't be fooled by others."

The old woman snorted, and took out a file bag from the cabinet on a bench. Ye Qian opened it and took out the contents to look carefully. ah……"

There are contracts and other relevant materials in it. There are more than ten or twenty pages, and Ye Qian can't understand it. After finding the key information, he took out his mobile phone and called a high school classmate who was studying finance.

This is the study committee member of their original class. His face is a bit shabby, but he is a real student who knows what to expect. He has applied for a well-known financial school in Kyoto. The relationship between the two has always been good. After two phone calls, Ye Qian remembered him immediately.

After a few random words, Ye Qian cut to the point, Xueba said that he had to go to the teacher to ask and give an answer.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qian took a few photos and sent them to him. After finishing the documents and putting them in a bag, he turned to the old woman and asked, "Who is Big Brother Sun?"

The old woman immediately replied: "The grandpa who used to sell newspapers in the square, now he has joined our dance troupe and plays the erhu very well...His grandson works in a bank, so mine is made by his grandson , he also bought it, and he also bought it for 20 yuan, and he can make money, so it's not a lie."

Ye Qian knew this Grandpa Sun. When he was in school, he would occasionally go to his newsstand to buy some novels and other materials. The old man was not bad. : "Did you go dancing?"

"Hmm." The old woman rubbed her hands in embarrassment.

"Very good," Ye Qian smiled, and put the file bag back on tiptoe, "You keep this thing safe, don't lose it."

In the last class in the morning, Xueba returned a message to Ye Qian, saying that the fund has been launched for several years, and it is picking up again this year. The reputation is very good, the profit is slow but guaranteed, and it is suitable for middle-aged and elderly people. people buy.

However, he was still a little worried, so he went to the bank where the contract was signed before two periods of class after lunch. It was a big bank, and there was a couple who seemed to be filling out the procedures for the fund. He looked at the bank It took a while to leave.

He was probably overly sensitive.

When he came out of the bank, he saw the branded mobile phone store next to him. He remembered the video of Yin Moxiang, so he turned in. However, they said that the person in charge was a little troublesome and had to be sent to the factory for professional maintenance, so he left his phone , Notify him to pick it up after repairing it.

There was a traffic jam on the way back to school by bus, so he texted Sha Sha to help him reserve a seat for the English class, as he might be late.

I really don't know why there are so many people in their city. In the afternoon, it's not a holiday, it's not the rush hour, it's not the city center, and there are no accidents, but they can still get stuck in traffic, and it seems that the traffic jam is quite long. Why.

When he ran to the classroom, he had been in class for 10 minutes. He sneaked in through the back door. Just as he sat down, the sand poked his shoulder with a complicated expression, "Teacher Ye Qian'er called you just now."

"Ah? Why did she call me? Roll call? Did you call for me?" Ye Qian covered his mouth and asked in a whisper.

There are people sleeping at the two tables in front of and behind them. At this time, they must pay attention to maintaining their own quality.

"It's not roll call, it's asking you to answer questions," Shazi said with a bitter face, and lowered his voice, "Then I stood up, but she actually sat me down directly, saying that you are not so white... Am I really very pale?" Money?"

"Hmm..." Ye Qian held back his smile, shook his head and comforted him, "As for you, you're just white, you're not small and you don't have a face, you can just go out to bask in the sun in summer, don't worry."

He got good grades in the last exam, and was named and praised by the teacher, probably because he remembered his skin color that time.

"How many summers have I been in the sun, and I can't get tan, and I am helpless!" Shazi rolled up his sleeves and looked at his arms, which were whiter than ordinary people.

Ye Qian took a look and pointed to a boy sitting across from them, "Don't be depressed, just look at him, it's better if you don't get tanned than he can't cover up."

That buddy is said to be suffering from some kind of skin disease, his body is already dark, and when the sun shines, it will instantly turn black into carbon, and he covers himself tightly all day long, so he dare not see the light.

"It makes sense." Shazi nodded in agreement, feeling instantly balanced in his heart.

He lay on the table for a while and then turned to talk to Ye Qian, his tone full of excitement, "Ye Qian'er, the auction will be held tonight, Brother Monkey said he won the auction and let me go to the celebration banquet together, see you To the big boss, do you want to go?"

"Tonight?" Ye Qian began to struggle again. Is it too late to tell Yin Moxiang now... Seeing Sha Zi's fascinated face, he decided not to tell, "I'm not going, I don't have anything to do here. The thing is the information you got, you just need to perform well.”

"Good brother!" Sha Shi patted his thigh, the sound woke up a girl at the front desk, causing her to stare back, Sha Sha stared back and continued: "Ye Qianer, I will definitely treat you well in the future."

Ye Qian silently removed his paw resting on her thigh, and nodded.

There were three classes left in the evening, and he estimated that Yin Moxiang would not eat at home because he was going to participate in the auction, so he sent a text message telling him that he would not be cooking today.

Yin Moxiang didn't reply, but he should be able to see that he sent him a picture of the new phone in the morning.

After class, Ye Qian ran a few laps on the playground before going to the cafeteria to eat. He took three vegetarian dishes and a large bowl of white rice.

He was thinking that he was so energetic because he ate too nutritiously every day and didn't have a place to vent. He almost reacted to being patted by the sand, so he needed to eat something light to adjust.

He didn't sleep well last night. He started to feel drowsy just after class, so he just let himself go and lay on the table for two and a half quarters. In the first half of the class, he still stubbornly supported his head to sleep, and then he fell directly on the table until the last class was over. the bell rings.

It's not far from school to home, and Ye Qian happened to be sleepy and drowsy, so Ye Qian strolled to blow the air, and listened to music with headphones while walking.

The lazy voice and the soothing tune, listening to his ears, make him feel like he is in a prairie, relaxing and enjoying.

The song suddenly turned into a ticking ringtone. He didn't take it out, and pressed the answer directly in his trouser pocket.

"Hey."

"Where is it?" A low male voice came from the earphones, with a buzzing current.

"Ah?" Ye Qian had already stopped in his tracks. He didn't expect Yin Moxiang to call him at this time, and he didn't react immediately.

"Where are you now?" repeated over there.

"It's between the school and my house." Ye Qian replied, his heart beating uncontrollably.

Even though I listen to Yin Moxiang’s voice every day, and his voice is still stored and played repeatedly, listening to it over and over again, but like now, when I hear it at a sudden time and a sudden place, I still can’t help but feel moved.

Tsk, those vegetarian dishes were eaten for nothing at night.

"Come and pick me up." The man continued without pausing, not knowing the point of asking the previous question.

"Where are you?" Ye Qian was a little surprised, and subconsciously pulled out his hands and rubbed them together.

Yin Moxiang told him the address, but what puzzled him was that it was on a road leading to the suburbs of the city.

He stopped a car, and the driver expressed that he was unwilling to go so far away at such a late hour, and he reluctantly agreed to see him ask for a fare increase.

He was a little worried, Yin Moxiang didn't run so far because he was in a bad mood after losing the auction price?Or because he found out that he had revealed the news and made an appointment to go to the wilderness in the middle of the night to kill someone or something...

The more he thought about it, the colder he became, he simply didn't think about anything, and waited until he had time to talk.

The car was close to the place Yin Moxiang said, and there was a road around the mountain further ahead. The driver refused to go up, saying that there were no lights on the road at night and it was narrow for fear of accidents. Go up by yourself.

The wind was so strong that it hurt his face, Ye Qian shrank his neck and jumped forward.

When he was about halfway up the mountain, he saw a car with headlights parked in the grassy plain in front of him. He trotted over, got a closer look at Yin Moxiang inside, and then raised his hand on the car door.

The person inside squinted his eyes, opened it only when he heard the sound, and turned to look at him, but he didn't open the door.

The moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were very strange. Although he immediately returned to his normal feeling with a smile in his eyes, Ye Qian still noticed it.

He strengthened the possibility that he would die in the wilderness tonight, sighed, knocked on the window and said loudly, "Open, the door!"

Only then did Yin Moxiang move the window latch, Ye Qian opened the car door, sniffed and asked him, "What are you doing here?"

Yin Moxiang looked at him quietly, and then slowly said, "Kiss me."

Ye Qian suspected that he heard it wrong, "What?"

"Kiss me." Yin Moxiang adjusted his posture to face him, stretched out his hand and tapped his lips, his voice was a little louder than before.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Qian heard the sound of himself swallowing, this symptom... seems to be more serious than the anger that would make him die in the wilderness.

"Kiss?" Yin Moxiang blinked and asked, his tone slightly picky.

It's really strange...Ye Qian looked at him without speaking or moving.

After a long time, Yin Moxiang looked away from him, coughed twice and jumped out of the car, "Go ahead, I'm a little tired."

He moved to the co-driver, didn't look at Ye Qian again, and closed his eyes after fastening his seat belt.

Ye Qian sat in, squeezed the handle on the steering wheel and then loosened it.

He didn't know what happened to Yin Moxiang, whether it had something to do with tonight's auction, but he could feel that Yin Moxiang was in a bad mood, and he found himself when he was in a bad mood.

He took a deep breath and slowly pressed towards the person with closed eyes.

Within a second of their lips touching, Yin Moxiang took the initiative to stick out his tongue to catch his lips and stroke them lightly.

A slight smile leaked from the connected lips, "Isn't it not kissing..."

Embarrassed, Ye Qian pressed his lips hard and pressed them.

The author has something to say:

Qian Qian: You asked me to kiss you...

Xiangxiang: Yes.

Qian Qian: Are you not drunk?

Xiangxiang: No.

Qian Qian: Then...you really asked me to kiss...

Xiaoqian and Xiaohua: It's really ink. It's not a big deal to have a kiss on the mouth. It's not straightforward at all. We won't learn from him.

Qian Qian: Didn't I kiss you? Are you two blind?

Little Qian: We have no eyes.

Xiaohua: We use our souls to feel.

Xiaoqian: suddenly shy...

Meow: You don’t take me to play...╭(╯^╰)╮

Accidentally, the small theater was written a bit long, haha, why don’t you take a look at it~OvO