The husband of a financial tycoon

Shen Xiuzhu likes Shanghai, maybe because here, he lives with his brother, in the same room.Zhuang Xing went out to do errands, and he followed quietly. On a rainy day in Shanghai, the two sat relaxed in front of the window, Zhuang Xing read the newspaper, and Shen Xiuzhu watched Zhuang Xing.

One week before the Spring Festival, except for Xu Si who continued to work in Shanghai, the other four boarded the passenger ship back to Zhuangzhou Island.

Zhuang Xing obviously felt that after returning from Shanghai, Shen Xiuzhu became more and more clingy to himself. He used to sleep together from time to time, but now it's fine. Shen Xiuzhu was like a little silly dog, squeezing into his arms all the time. If he didn't hug this little fool, he could be squeezed out of bed.

Zhuang Xing was helpless, blaming himself for getting used to Shen Xiuzhu in Shanghai.

Shen Xiuzhu, a clingy ghost, didn't feel much. During the winter vacation, he was eating and sleeping, drawing and playing in a leisurely way. Zhuang Xing was like walking portraits, appearing one by one on his drawing paper.

Zhou Xuejun looked at the Zhuang Xing painted by his little grandson. He was tall and handsome, with some straight faces, deep eyes that were gentle and affectionate, and sometimes frowning side faces. Besides being realistic, people liked it.

Zhou Xuejun only felt that this winter vacation, every time he saw Zhuang Xing on the drawing paper, he wanted to go to see Zhuang Xing at his old classmate's house.

That's because Shen Xiuzhu made the paintings with love, and he buried these emotions on the painting paper with a brush, so those who appreciate the paintings will be affected by empathy.

The days of being able to see Zhuang Xing every day are coming to an end soon. On February 2, the second semester of Shen Xiuzhu's third year of junior high school started.

On the day of registration, Shen Xiuzhu stepped on a pair of Nike sneakers, which is the most popular sports shoe brand nowadays. The upper is almost completely white, with some air holes dotted on the toe cap, and a signature hook on the side of the shoe.

Since Zhuang Xing came back, he has directly upgraded from a middle-class kid who can eat and drink to a rich kid who wears a new belt.Zhuang Xing prefers to design simple styles. Although he likes black, the ones he buys for children are all in white and blue light colors. When Shen Xiuzhu wears them, the visual effect is better than the models on the posters.

After sending Shen Xiuzhu to the school gate, Zhuang Xing planned to go back.

"Brother, go and see my classroom." Shen Xiuzhu tugged at the corner of Zhuang Xing's clothes.

"Don't look, and I won't wait for you to finish school." Zhuang Xing knows too well, once a child pokes his butt, he knows what color fart to fart.

"Just look, I won't let you wait..."

"..."

"Zhuang Xing!" Shen Xiuzhu shouted.

Zhuang Xing raised his eyebrows, and with a flick of a finger, he collapsed on the child's forehead. After finishing the flick, he followed Shen Xiuzhu into the campus in a compromised manner.

It was the first time for him to come to County No. 4 Middle School. When entering the school gate, there is a section of cement road. On both sides of the road, there are crude flower beds and low plants. The campus has three teaching buildings in a concave shape, and each building has only [-] floors. , the whitewashed walls are old, some are dilapidated and yellowed.

Class 3 (4) of junior high school is on the fourth floor, the highest. There is no toilet on the fourth floor, and students have to race against time to go down to the first floor to go to the toilet.There are only [-] classrooms on the first floor, the innermost one is the teacher's office.

Their desks are still in one piece, but due to their size, Shen Xiuzhu sits in the last seat, so they don't have the same desk.

Half of the students in the classroom have already arrived, girls and boys are separated by a long distance, chatting with their friends about the harvest of the winter vacation in twos and threes, and then they are attracted by the arrival of Shen Xiuzhu and Zhuang Xing.

Shen Xiuzhu pretended not to see it, and dragged Zhuang Xing to his desk. He went to the podium to get a rag and came back to wipe the table. Zhuang Xing snatched it and took over his work.

After the tables and chairs were cleaned, the two sat down. Zhuang Xing looked at the blackboard, frowned and asked, "So far away, can you see the blackboard clearly?"

"I can see clearly!" Shen Xiuzhu replied affirmatively, no matter how clearly he saw, his grades were not good, and he was too embarrassed to sit forward.

Zhuang Xing smiled. Every time Shen Xiuzhu begged someone, the last word was limp, but when he was annoying or embarrassed, the last word was pronounced very hard. This kid in his family is a little too easy to think about.

There are some information books from last semester in the desk. Zhuang Xing took a look at them. Because Shen Xiuzhu followed Zhou Xuejun to write brush calligraphy, the fonts are very beautiful, and the strokes are very neat.

What he happened to read was a composition text. He looked at it, and the teacher corrected the score with a red ink pen. The composition with a full score of 10 points was 5 points and 6 points. Only one piece scored 7 points, and none of them exceeded 7 points. of.

Zhuang Xing wanted to take a closer look at the teacher's comments. Shen Xiuzhu's white palm was spread out to cover the homework book. He stared at Zhuang Xing embarrassedly, "Brother, don't read..."

"Brother, just see what the teacher says." Zhuang Xing stretched out his hand to pinch the child's wrist, trying to take his hand away.

"It means that the writing is not good..." Shen Xiuzhu tried his best to stop him.

"Just read the comments in this article, so I can know how to make up lessons for you. Are you good?"

Shen Xiuzhu said no with actions.

Zhuang Xing simply grabbed Shen Xiuzhu with both hands with brute force, and then held his two wrists with his left hand, and held up his homework book with his right hand to read. Only then did he finally understand that the sentences written by the child were not logical, so they were a little confused of.

After reading it, Shen Xiuzhu was already fighting with Zhuang Xing's left hand like a little puffer fish, and Zhuang Xing had a fight with him.

"Come back after school, don't be playful on the way, I'm leaving." It was not until the desks in the class were almost full that Zhuang Xing said goodbye to the children and left the campus.

All the students in the class saw Shen Xiuzhu's brother, and the familiar boy came up and asked, "Shen Xiuzhu, is that your brother?"

Shen Xiuzhu nodded with a smile, and the happy mood of fighting with Zhuang Xing continued.

"Wow, your brother looks like a star!"

The boys chattered about the stars. At this time, the junior high school children matured late, and the girls still shared the Chinese New Year together.

After the winter vacation is over, the classmates get together again, and the common topic is nothing more than: "How many red envelopes did you get during the Chinese New Year?"

The little fatty who has always been rich in the class is still the richest. He received a red envelope of 100 yuan, so he exploded in the third grade (Class 3). The children looked at him enviously, wishing to hear him say 100 yuan is described as a flower.

Shen Xiuzhu secretly calculated in his heart, his brother also gave him a 100 yuan red envelope during the Chinese New Year, plus the 10 yuan given by his grandfather, Zhuang's grandparents, aunt Zhuang and uncle Zhuang, he has more than 200 yuan, but he didn't say anything , still quietly listening to the students sharing.

It wasn't until the head teacher entered the classroom that the topic of "red envelopes" among the students ended.

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Zhuang Xing originally planned to go to Shanghai in March, but at 3 o'clock in the evening when Shen Xiuzhu started school, Xu Si called and he had to leave overnight.

So when Shen Xiuzhu came home from school, Zhuang Xing was already on the passenger ship.

The grandfather and grandson had dinner together, Zhou Xuejun gave Shen Xiuzhu an envelope, opened it, and inside were two hundred-yuan bills, Shen Xiuzhu looked at his grandfather puzzled.

Zhou Xuejun said with a smile: "The painting was sold, Lao Ji told me, and I agreed."

The person who bought the painting was a real connoisseur who also collected Zhou Xuejun's creations. He lived in the capital and was a low-key man.

"Give grandpa flowers!" Shen Xiuzhu was ecstatic, holding up the envelope and putting it in Zhou Xuejun's hand.

Zhou Xuejun looked at his little grandson, who was wearing a loose white vest and washed white shorts, the pajamas that Shen Xiuzhu loved to wear every day when he came home. At this time, there was joy of being affirmed on his delicate little face, and there was also a gift for his elders. The embarrassment of the gift.

This is the happiness of being supported by the children he raised. Zhou Xuejun blinked quickly, surrounded by great happiness, his hands trembling when receiving the envelope. If Lao Lin was still there, their family of three would really be complete.

Zhou Xuejun put away the envelope and the money inside, and just used his wallet to draw a piece of Grandpa Mao, giving the child pocket money as a reward.

Shen Xiuzhu can make money like his brother, and he can also buy sneakers for his brother. He tasted the sweetness and asked his grandfather, "When will Grandpa Ji come again? I have painted a lot of paintings, is there anything he likes?"

Zhou Xuejun replied with a smile: "What? You have something you want to sell, and next time his nephew Uncle Ji comes, you can hand it in."

"No, I want to give Grandpa Ji a pair. Grandpa, please help me choose a pair." Shen Xiuzhu shook his head and explained, then went to the studio.

Zhou Xuejun followed behind, and couldn't help stroking Shen Xiuzhu's hair. Ever since he picked up 12-year-old Shen Xiuzhu, Shen Xiuzhu has been well-behaved and kind-hearted, with a pure nature, and Zhou Xuejun felt that he was lucky to pick up Shen Xiuzhu.

The grandfather and grandson picked out a pair of modern figure paintings and gave them to Ji Derun. After that, Shen Xiuzhu's paintings were permanently stationed in Ji Derun's gallery, but they were still marked as pure appreciation works according to Zhou Xuejun's intention, and they would not be sold easily.

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In the 90s, domestic economic construction developed rapidly. Zhuang Xing heard from his father that due to the shortage of land use, there might be a reclamation plan on the island, and the relevant departments have already planned it.

If the sea reclamation plan is real, then at the latest in the next two years, the construction of the bridge will definitely start. Zhuang Xing has some plans in his mind, but he has not yet thought about it. Urgently make a decision, call for margin or close out the position.

Four years ago, there were only two passenger ships going to and from Zhuangzhou Island every day, and the boats departed at 4 or 3 pm at a fixed time. Now, 4 years later, the number has increased to 4. The ship that Zhuang Xing took is a new passenger ship. Not only is the hull brand new, but the interior environment is also very good. There are two floors above and below, and first-class cabins are also added.

At this time, Zhuang Xing was lying on a brand-new bed in the cabin. In the cabin where the lights were off, only the walls were glowing with white luster, and only the first-class cabin had tickets. There are also tables and chairs, and the sliding door is tightly closed.

Late at night, the single-person cabin was very quiet, and Zhuang Xing was not sleepy. Starting from February 2th, a financial institution registered in Wuxi has been increasing its efforts to open positions and short positions. Fuhong Securities is also rich and powerful. As long as the price If it falls, Fuhong will buy and go long, so the price has been fluctuating up and down.

Until the 20th, the short position of Wanjin Securities had reached 700 million contracts. On the 20th alone, 144 million short positions were made. The bond market has clearly felt that Wanjin Securities is in a hurry.

The idea of ​​Wanjin Securities is very simple. To prevent the price from rising, retail investors in the bond market will definitely choose to close their positions and exit. In this way, Wanjin can control the price with confidence and hit the lowest price. As long as the price is lower than 148 yuan, Wanguo will make a profit of more than 40 yuan [-] million.

The price has been lowered. As a large retail investor, Zhuang Xing will definitely lose money if he chooses to close his position. But if he calls for a margin, how can he guarantee that the price will rise back?

At the same time, I was puzzled, 700 million, equal to 10 billion deposit, dozens of times more than the 250 million that Zhuang Xing and the others put together. Zhuang Xing had reason to suspect fraud, but only the securities regulator had the right to investigate.