I am a Good Man

Ironic voices continue to appear, and there are always a lot of keyboard warriors, and they enjoy being laughed at and ridiculed to find a sense of existence.

Zhang Hao took a look, why did Ji Yang call him Nanyao again?

There has been no improvement in the past few days, and he is worried at the bottom of his heart. Father Zhang called him today and the deadline is coming.

If you lose too much, you have to go home.

"I have to believe him." Zhang Hao happened to call Ji Yang, but Shengsheng held his hand again.

"No, wait one more day."

Wait until the next day.

As long as there are no particularly big ups and downs, Chengyang is still growing, and those who listened to Ji Yang's words regret it.

I'll probably have to scold him for a few more days.

Zhang Hao felt that only one day had passed and he still had to wait.

In the end, he couldn't sit still and asked a good friend to go racing. He didn't come back until midnight, and he was still thinking about it before falling asleep.

The first thing I do when I wake up is check the latest updates.

Nan Yao still had no change, and even dropped by 0.23%. He sat up impatiently.

So anxious.

At this time, Zhang's mother called him, "Son, I'm coming back for dinner today. Your dad has something to ask you."

"I don't have time." Zhang Hao refused directly and said, "Mom, please help me persuade Lao Zhang not to be so anxious."

What else can I do with him?

It must be pulling him back.

Fund investments don't make money. I don't know if Ji Yang's investment makes money. He has to ask.

No, I'm not asking.

He hasn't seen his daughter for a long time, go see his daughter.

As soon as he said it, Zhang Hao got up and didn't forget to buy the milk powder and diapers Ji Yang mentioned last time.

How can a box show his sincerity?

Get three boxes!

At least he has to provide his daughter with diapers and milk powder for a year.

then.

In the old dilapidated small room Ji Yang rented, six cartons of things were piled up, occupying less than half of the living room.

Zhang Hao also expected the master to give him a look of appreciation, but Ji Yang was expressionless.

And what is he doing?

Zhang Hao twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at it.

Ji Yang was sitting on the ground with her daughter, again with the yoga mat spread out. He looked at Zhang Hao and pointed at the Shang sofa, "Sit down, you're welcome."

"No, I can just squat." Zhang Hao squatted down next to the two of them.

Xiao Jinjin looked at her father, who was holding two grapefruit peels in his hand and patting them on the ground. The dug out grapefruit was put aside while Ji Yang was modifying the grapefruit shell.

The entire grapefruit shell was too heavy. A layer had to be dug out to make it thinner. Then the front was reshaped. Then he picked it up and looked at Xiao Jinjin, "Dad has changed it."

"Hmm." Xiao Jinjin stretched his head over.

Ji Yang slowly put the grapefruit shell on her head, and she smiled. Her dad still looked serious and said, "You are...the grapefruit peel princess."

"@#￥￥..." Xiao Jinjin held up half a grapefruit shell, which was still a unique grapefruit shell, and clapped her little palms, very excited.

Zhang Hao: "..."

He looked at the father and daughter and felt out of place.

"Princess Yuzupi, hurry up and drink the milk." Ji Yang took the milk on the side, and Xiao Jinjin still smiled and went to take it with her little hands.

After drinking, I hugged Yuzu and played with myself.

"Great God." Zhang Hao caught the opportunity and spoke quickly, "How is the investment you mentioned last time going?"

"Didn't you say two months?" Ji Yang sat back on the computer chair, crossed his legs and looked at him.

"No, there is no movement in that fund investment." Zhang Hao was anxious.

"The fund's investment return is three to five years. How many times do you have to tell me?" Ji Yang held his hand on the armrest and couldn't help but touch his forehead.

"No, I fell again. I'm going to be caught back." Zhang Hao scratched his head, "Help me, go back and work as a secretary for my dad. I might as well die."

He was spinning back and forth anxiously.

Xiao Jinjin looked at the yellow-haired uncle, then at his father, and reached out to touch the grapefruit shell on his head.

Hers is the prettiest.

Thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to pat Yuzi again and smiled silly at his father.

"That won't work. You're too anxious. I'm under a lot of pressure. I have to take a lot of market risks and study various trends. I'm afraid this ten percent is a bit small." Ji Yang sighed, "Actually, it's not impossible. It’s okay to go faster and cut it in half the time.”

Buying a house is stressful, my wife feels insecure, and there is nothing she can do.

"I can give you a little more, 20%, please God." Zhang Hao almost knelt down to beg him, his whole body exuding the aura of a pitiful child.

"This is difficult to handle." Ji Yang looked at the six boxes of "practical supplies" he had brought, thinking about how much money he could save.

Buying a house is another step forward.

"Thirty percent, thirty percent." Zhang Hao's eyes widened and he held out three fingers, "Is that okay? I'll hold off my dad for another half month."

As long as he can get freedom, as long as he can pick up girls for a few more years, he is willing. It is not a matter of money.

As long as you don't go back.

He is also willing to be fifty!

Ji Yang looked at him and thought for a moment, "Okay!"

Buying a house is one step further.

"Thank you, God." Zhang Hao seemed to have been saved and breathed a sigh of relief. He was going to continue his bright and unrestrained life!

"It's okay." Ji Yang waved his hand.

"Master, the Internet has been scolding you. When will the fund you mentioned increase?" Zhang Hao asked his doubts.

After giving the money, he and the great god are tied together. If you call him stupid, isn't it just to call yourself stupid? His pride does not allow him to be scolded, he is the coolest Mr. Zhang.

"Tomorrow." Ji Yang said.

"Tomorrow?" Zhang Hao didn't expect it to happen so soon and was a little excited.

"Well, I'll read it tomorrow." Ji Yang gave an affirmative reply.

"That's great, isn't it?" Mr. Zhang's eyes lit up again. He looked at Ji Yang and his heartbeat began to speed up.