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Chapter 62 Peace of Mind
Chapter 62 Peace of Mind
After eating, Wen Wenyao took Song Nanqiao's hand, and the two walked along the street.
evening……
The gentle breeze blew on the girl's face, blowing away the bangs on Wen Wenyao's forehead, revealing her delicate facial features.
"a little cold……"
Wen Wenyao shivered for a moment, then leaned towards Song Nanqiao's side. Song Nanqiao was a little taller than her, and when he was close to Song Nanqiao, he always felt that it would block a lot of wind.
"Wear my jacket." Song Nanqiao took off his jacket.
Originally it was a little hot this afternoon, but now the temperature has dropped again, probably because of the nightfall.
"Nan Qiao." The girl called her softly, looking at the scenery outside.
"What's wrong?"
"Your birthday is coming." The girl smiled sweetly at Song Nanqiao. Although Nanqiao might not care about this, she would definitely remember it.
This is the day when Song Nanqiao broke his shell.
"I almost forgot myself..."
She has been with Wen Wenyao for a while, but they have never talked about this topic.
In the past, it was only a birthday. Because in the past, Song Nanqiao felt that only children would celebrate their birthdays.
But now, she is suddenly looking forward to it, because Wen Wenyao is by her side, so she always feels that every day is meaningful and makes her happy, and they will be together year after year.
Suddenly I feel a little regretful, and I always feel that the life I have lived before seems to be meaningless.
"What are you thinking?" Wen Wenyao noticed her emotions, clenched Song Nanqiao's hand, and asked softly.
"I was thinking, thank you for being with me."
Song Nanqiao felt the temperature in her palm, and suddenly felt that it might be God's favor for her when she passed through.
"Every year from now on, I will accompany you."
The girl slowed down her tone, stopped her pace, and slowly hugged Song Nanqiao with her puzzled expression.
When Wen Wenyao's body leaned over, Song Nanqiao felt that his body seemed to warm up again.
Song Nanqiao raised his hands and hugged the girl in his arms.
The girl in Song Nanqiao's arms has always been feeling the changes in Song Nanqiao's emotions. She knows that Song Nanqiao is worried, but at the same time she is also a little happy, because Song Nanqiao may have been inseparable from her.
"Don't worry, I've always been by your side." The girl rubbed Song Nanqiao's back and rubbed her chin.
Like a docile kitten, taking care of the owner's mood carefully.
"It's late, let's go back..."
Wen Wenyao buried his head in Song Nanqiao's ear, whispered in her ear, and when he said the next sentence, the tip of his ear began to stain red.
"Are you implying something?"
"Well..." Wen Wenyao didn't deny it, but buried his head and nodded twice.
Although they had once this afternoon, Wen Wenyao felt that it was not enough. She felt that it was not safe enough outside. She wanted to have a deep contact with Song Nanqiao at home.
"it is good."
Song Nanqiao naturally wouldn't refuse. He stopped a car on the side of the road, and the two returned home soon.
night……
Wen Wenyao, who had just finished taking a bath, was pulled to his side by Song Nanqiao.
The girl's cheeks quickly smeared a bright red.
"Are you shy?" Song Nanqiao asked.
"Of course... especially when you take the initiative." Wen Wenyao seemed to be a little nervous, his hand holding the sheet trembled slightly.
Many times it was Wen Wenyao who took the initiative. When he took the initiative, Wen Wenyao would put down his restraint and shyness and take the initiative to ask Song Nanqiao to touch him. But when Song Nanqiao took the initiative, a different kind of feeling would arise in his heart.
"Relax."
"it is good."
The girl's lips moved...
to the end.
Song Nanqiao took his hand out of his girlfriend's body and intertwined with her.
"Have a good rest." Song Nanqiao followed the girl's jet-black hair.
"Well." Wen Wenyao nodded slightly, buried in Song Nanqiao's arms, and quickly fell asleep.
the next day……
Wen Wenyao's biological clock forced her to get up.
The girl rubbed her sleepy eyes, then looked to her side, Song Nanqiao was sleeping beside her.
"Good, rest well." Wen Wenyao placed a kiss on the corner of Song Nanqiao's mouth, put on slippers, stepped on the floor, walked gently to the computer desk, picked up a pen and paper, and left a note for Song Nanqiao piece of paper.
The characters are like people, very generous and beautiful fonts
It was still early, and Wen Wenyao didn't want to disturb her.
"Go out and buy breakfast, and bring a copy for the baby by the way."
After Wen Wenyao washed up, changed his clothes, took the key, and went to the breakfast shop outside to buy two breakfasts. One of them was left on Song Nanqiao's dining table, and the other was taken to school.
...
"Host, the stock market is about to open." The system called Song Nanqiao to get up in Song Nanqiao's brain.
Today is the day when Song Nanqiao was conferred a god, so nothing should go wrong.
"I see." Song Nanqiao opened her eyes, and a trace of sunlight hit her cheeks. She knew that at this time, Wen Wenyao must have gone to school.
Song Nanqiao got out of bed and saw that, sure enough, the girl left a note for her on her computer desk.
"It's half past nine." Song Nanqiao looked at the phone. This was the last day he had slept. Now Song Nanqiao still felt a little sore in his wrist.
"Did Wen Wenyao appear unwell when she woke up?" Song Nanqiao was a little worried that if she tossed Wen Wenyao for too long yesterday, it would put some load on her body.
"I don't see it." The system replied.
"Um."
"Wen Wenyao's physical strength seems to be better than yours."
Song Nanqiao: "..."
Song Nanqiao chose to ignore this system and walked to the bathroom. After washing up, he went to the dining table to eat the breakfast bought by Wen Wenyao.
"The financial network is about to explode." Song Nanqiao said with some humor while looking at the comments while eating. Since she liquidated her position yesterday, the stock curve has been falling, which makes people feel heartbroken.
But at that time, the transaction was also closed, and many people looked at their mobile phones and could only be in a hurry. This, combined with various reports on financial websites, quickly propelled the stock to the top of public opinion.
The overwhelming public opinion posts pressed on Song Nanqiao, and the comments on the website were mixed. Almost everyone wanted to dig out the operators behind this stock, especially those who took the risk and bought this stock in large quantities. Now they can't wait to eat Song Nanqiao.
Of course, there are also some very exaggerated posts that start to brag about the people behind the stock, and what they say is within the contemporary stock gods, which is very mysterious.
"It's really interesting." Song Nanqiao looked at these posts as if it were a joke.
"I don't know how many people there are now, and they will become impoverished." The system tutted a few times.
"As I thought, nine hundred million." Song Nanqiao said with a calm expression after taking a bite of the meat bun.
Of the 900 million yuan, about 100 million yuan should be distributed to Wen Guangquan, and about 50 million yuan should be distributed to Zhai Xinqi, and stamp duty must be paid.
Just as she was eating, the phone rang, and it was Zhai Xinqi's call.
"Congratulations Miss Song, you made a lot of money."
Zhai Xinqi seems to be very happy too. Yesterday he got news that Song Nanqiao's stock has been plummeting. When he clicked on it, he knew that Song Nanqiao must have made a lot of money, at least it started with nine figures.
"Thanks to you, if it wasn't for your sponsorship, it would have been very difficult for me to get to this point."
Song Nanqiao humbly said a few words. It was indeed the case. Without Zhai Xinqi's trust, she would not have been able to create a demon stock in a short period of time.
"By the way, according to the contract, I want to give you 50 million in dividends." Song Nanqiao suddenly thought of the contract they had made. It said that they would give Zhai Xinqi 50 million in pure profit.
"Hahaha, to Miss Song, this 50 million is definitely nothing." Zhai Xinqi is very clear that the success of Song Nanqiao's stock, a mere 50 million, may even reach one-tenth of Song Nanqiao's actual income. not.
"you flatter me."
"Then next time, is Miss Song still willing to cooperate with us?"
Zhai Xinqi took the opportunity to ask him the real purpose of the call. Fifty million is nothing. The most important thing is that if Song Nanqiao is willing to cooperate, the benefits it will bring to them in the future will be immeasurable. Because he has fully understood the commercial value of Song Nanqiao.
"Extremely honored."
Song Nanqiao is naturally willing.
She plans to use Zhai Xinqi as a long-term tool person. In this way, it will be beneficial to both parties and it will be a win-win situation.
"Then, I look forward to the next cooperation with Miss Song."
"OK."
Hanging up the phone, Song Nanqiao looked at the income in Rongtai's account, and estimated that after a while, the wind became less and he went outside to open a new account, which would be more secure.
"Can minors open accounts in this world?"
"Yes, at the age of 16 (private setting)"
"Of course it's the best."
The original owner is about a month away from coming of age, but she can't wait that long. The money has been placed in Rongtai's account, and Song Nanqiao will not feel at ease.
Just as she was thinking, the phone rang again.
"Wen Guangquan..."
Song Nanqiao looked at the contacts on the phone and felt a chill in her heart. Wen Guangquan seemed to have not contacted her for a long time...
"Mr. Wen."
"How's the stock?" Wen Guangquan was still the same, he wouldn't turn around with others, and asked Song Nanqiao directly.
The stock he noticed yesterday, has been falling continuously, and this morning there was a flood of reports in the financial markets. Wen Guangquan's intuition told her that Song Nanqiao must have paid attention to this stock, so he came to ask.
"It's over, I made 1.4 billion this time, and the money is in the account you gave." Song Nanqiao took the account given by Wen Guangquan and invested all the money in his demon shares. , naturally made a lot of money.
Two seconds later, Wen Guangquan said.
"Yes, fortunately, I will give you half."
The tone is calm, no emotion can be heard.
"Thank you Mr. Wen."
After speaking, Wen Guangquan hung up the phone.
Wen Guangquan looked at the stock returns on the account.
Song Nanqiao
There are really two brushes...
All the money I gave to Song Nanqiao was invested in that stock...
Seeing this, Wen Guangquan called someone from the Intelligence Bureau.
"Go and check, whether the demon stock whose stock market has plummeted is the operator behind Song Nanqiao, or has no connection with Song Nanqiao."
The author has something to say: I can't wait to write a blackening plot.
hahahahaha
The blackened Xiao Wen must be very emotional
(The blackening line in the seven chapters, please pay attention.)
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