He Is Warmer Than Time

The students are relatively conservative about this kind of loan anyway, and the teacher didn’t say much, but just settled an account for them. Although they owed the bank money and had to pay the interest, the currency will depreciate with the improvement of living standards. Ten thousand yuan today and ten thousand yuan ten or twenty years later are not a concept.

Therefore, not only is the money owed to the bank not terrible, but it is also not terrible to repay the interest. I hope you can broaden your horizons for financial management.

Song Ran looked around, and some people had listened, with an eager expression in their eyes, but most people still felt that this concept was too advanced and could not be accepted.

The teacher didn't say much, and left with a smile.

After school, Song Ran couldn’t wait to go home. Mother Wu was still playing around in her vegetable garden. Song Ran cut the fruit for her to eat. Mother Wu hurried out of the vegetable garden: “Okay, I’m done, I don’t need you to come in and help. Up."

Song Ran smiled and shook his head: "Hurry up and eat some apples. Green apples are sour and sweet. They are delicious."

Wu Ma took the small bowl, and the beep of the car rang in the front yard.

Song Ran quickly ran away holding the green apple.

Song Xuan got out of the car and pushed the iron gate. Song Ran jumped out like a monkey, scaring her: "What are you doing? Sneaky."

Song Ran looked at her up and down, smiling treacherously: "You didn't come back last night."

Song Xuan pushed her head: "Get me started."

After speaking, walked into the house.

Song Ran took a bite of the apple and followed: "Hey, I said you didn't go home last night."

Song Xuan glanced at her: "You still take care of me? Don't you often stay away at night?"

Song Ran raised his eyebrows: "If I don't come home at night, I can say that I went out. I didn't come home at night ten times, and I stayed with my old man ten times. How about you, where were you last night?

Song Xuan rolled her eyes: "I want you to take care of it."

Speaking of pushing the door into the house and going upstairs, Song Ran quickly followed: "Go to your boss's house?"

Song Xuan stretched out her hand to push her head again: "Don't let me be fanciful in your mind, can't you?"

Song Ran spread his hands: "You are silent and mysterious. You don't know. The more you cover up, the more curious others are, so you can openly tell me, no more."

Standing on the stairs, Song Xuan stretched out her hand and squeezed her face: "Last night I gave Yang Haitao a topic late, so I slept in the office, okay? Second Miss? Any questions?"

Song Ran was thirsty for knowledge: "Did Yang Haitao also sleep in the office?"

Song Xuan: "Yes, he also slept in the office."

Song Ran clapped his hands and couldn't help laughing: "Good, good, good." After finishing speaking, he ran out hurriedly.

To buy firecrackers, you have to buy firecrackers. The 108-shot salute rang out quickly.

Song Xuan chased behind and shouted: "It's not what you think, I sleep upstairs, he sleeps downstairs, hey, you girl..."

As soon as Song Ran ran out, she was pulled back by Song Xuan: "You girl, you can restrain me a bit, why are you smiling like this?"

Song Ran calmed down for a while, and said happily, "Sister, don't you dislike Yang Haitao anymore?"

Song Xuan struggled, and finally disarmed and surrendered: "I really don't dislike him anymore, he does have good points in him."

The fireworks in Song Ran's heart were blooming. Huang Tian paid off. The meaning of her rebirth was sublimated once again.

Her sister, finally one step closer to happiness.

Yang Haitao finally achieved a phased victory!