Since The Winter Vacation, I Have Become The God Of Investment

noon to afternoon.

Inside room 688.

Zhang Heng and Wu Na have been chatting.

From time to time, they exchanged a few hands with each other.

after all.

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

In some teaching materials, those flowery shelves look good, but only after you have tried it yourself, you will know that those flowery shelves are not practical.

Those ostentatious moves and routines are just for others to watch.

Only after you have personally entered the battlefield, you will know which are impractical ostentations and which are moves and routines that can effectively subdue the enemy. Biqu library

Just like now.

Zhang Heng was once again at a disadvantage because he had just used a move that looked good but was not practical.

At this moment.

Zhang Heng remembered a sentence said by Li Fei, his best friend in the university.

At that time, someone in the dormitory was looking at the resources. Li Fei said that there is a certain gap between art and reality, and you need to practice yourself to find the difference.

At that time, when I heard Li Fei's words, I didn't think there was anything in them. Zhang Heng thought it was very literary, saying that he was always polite and not masculine enough.

But now.

For the first time, Zhang Heng deeply understood the height of Li Fei's words.

There was a sigh in my heart.

this moment.

He had a new discovery and a different understanding of his best friend Li Fei.

turn out to be.

That guy Li Fei is still hiding something!

Zhang Heng sighed in his heart.

It seems that after the next semester starts, I must ask Li Fei for some skills!

That rascal.

She is usually relatively low-key, but she didn't realize that she is still a master!

Hehe, interesting...

At this moment.

Zhang Heng thought of the perpetual calendar he saw when he was on the bus.

January 20th.

Auspicious: Traveling, visiting friends, setting off...

Inauspicious: opening a business, getting married, obtaining a certificate, getting married...

Zhang Heng secretly sighed, the ancestor's perpetual calendar is really a good thing, it is true!

Today is indeed a good day!

Thanks to the ancestors!

Thanks perpetual calendar!

He took out a pack of cigarettes.

Lit and smoked.

bow your head.

 …

The urban area of ​​Huiyi City.

Great Hotel.

Room 688

Inside, the temperature is 28 degrees, warm and very comfortable, just like that, just right.

Zhang Heng lowered his head.

Gently kissed Wu Na's forehead, hugged her and said:

"It's been three years..."

"Today is finally..."

Wu Na's small hands drew circles on Zhang Heng's chest. Biqu library

She hehehe smiled.

Watching Zhang Heng spit out smoke rings one after another.

she said:

"Zhang Heng, don't smoke, don't you know that smoking is harmful to your health?"

"Quit smoking as early as possible, and you won't be able to quit smoking after a long time. It's like trading in stocks. After a long time, you will be fascinated, as if you are possessed by a demon."

Zhang Heng also smiled.

"Don't tell me, big brother, I'm really trading in stocks recently, and the stock trading performance is not bad!"

Hearing that Zhang Heng was really trading stocks, Wu Na looked at him seriously and reminded:

"The stock market is like a casino. Not everyone can play it well. Your family is not too rich. Uncle Aunt doesn't give you much living expenses, right?"

"Don't get stuck in it!"

"How many people lost their families just to speculate in stocks!"

Wu Na looked at Zhang Heng worriedly. She was really afraid that Zhang Heng would fall into the stock market and be unable to extricate himself.

Those whose families were ruined for the sake of stock trading, whose wives were separated, and those who sold houses and cars...

She met a lot, and even heard a lot from her parents. Some of them were people she knew, relatives, or friends of her parents.

Look into Zhang Heng's eyes.

Wu Na said seriously:

"Zhang Heng, there are a bunch of gamblers in the stock market! Promise me, don't be addicted to the stock market!"

Zhang Heng stroked her soft hair and nodded.

"Don't worry, my self-control, don't you know?"

Wu Na blushed slightly, looked into Zhang Heng's eyes, and said word by word:

"Remember, gambling and drugs are not allowed! Especially you!"

Zhang Heng nodded in agreement:

"I have a measure in my heart, don't worry."

At this moment.

The phone on the bedside table rang.

"Dad! That guy is calling again! Can you answer it?"

The two looked at the same time.

Just by listening to the ringtone, one knows that Zhang Heng's phone is ringing.

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand, picked up his mobile phone, then looked at Wu Na, made a silent gesture, and said:

"shh

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"There is a phone call at home, you must not make a sound, or you will reveal your secrets!"

Wu Na gave him a blank look.

Gently pinched Zhang Heng's waist.

"Sure enough, you men are all big pigs!"

Zhang Heng chuckled.

"That's fine. If you are not afraid of being beaten to death by your strict father now, let's make it public. I have no objection."

As soon as Zhang Heng said this.

Wu Na's eyes immediately dimmed, and she let out a sigh.

Wu Na's father had been extremely strict with her since she was a child, and all the boys who had expressed affection for Wu Na were warned face to face by her father.

This also leads to.

In school, afterward, almost no boys dared to approach Wu Na, and even the teacher talked to her father several times, but it was of no use at all. Biqu library

This is one of the reasons why she and Zhang Heng had to maintain an underground relationship.

Now.

Zhang Heng couldn't help thinking.

If Old Wu knew that the little padded jacket he had cherished for many years had been worn away, he would probably be so angry that he would have a heart attack on the spot.

After making a silent gesture again.

Only then did Zhang Heng hastily connected the phone.

"Hey, Mom, miss your son?"

Zhang Heng answered the phone.

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was no one who spoke formally.

When going out in the morning, Zhang Heng told his mother that he would not go back at noon today.

Now.

Just after noon, I called.

Needless to say, Zhang Heng also knew that this was a call to ask himself when he would be home in the afternoon.

No matter how big a child grows, he will always be a child in the eyes of his parents.

inside the phone.

Came the mother's loud voice.

inside the phone.

Mom's voice was full of anger.

"Boy, it's past noon, have you had lunch yet?"

"Where are you now? When will you be home in the afternoon? Have you run out of money?"

...

As soon as the mother opened her mouth, as long as she didn't finish speaking, there was almost no chance for Zhang Heng to speak.

Zhang Heng looked helplessly at the scenery outside the window and said:

"Mom, how many hours have I been away?"

"I didn't do anything bad, how could I spend all my money so quickly?"

"I am no longer a three-year-old child. I have grown up and become a man. Mom, you have to learn to let go."