Stock God [Rebirth]

"Really anyone?"

When Chang Yue came out of the house after a long time and put martial arts in, he couldn't help asking suspiciously.

Chang Yue's forehead bulged with veins: "Of course not!"

His living habits are too bad, medicine bottles are thrown here and there, and used registration sheets and medical certificates are scattered everywhere, which made him go inside and out three times before finally cleaning it up.

"Come on, come on." He said sadly.

Wu Dao came at a really bad time, because he got involved with Zhao Sixian and didn't want to implicate other people. Ye Zhizhe, who originally lived with Chang Yue, was persuaded to move out by him.

Wu Dao came here now, although it would not be too much trouble, but it was enough to bother him.

"What to drink?"

"what do you have?"

Chang Yue squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Water."

Wu Dao sat on the sofa, put his fingers together, and looked straight at him.Chang Yue rolled his eyes in his heart, and went into the kitchen to pour water.

His left hand is more troublesome now, because he can't use his strength, and he also has problems opening and closing, so he can only use one hand to pour water.It stands to reason that there is nothing wrong with this, since he is not a three-year-old child, this little injury will not affect him at all.

But this matter is there every inch. When you want to keep a low profile, the bees and butterflies will pounce on you.

Chang Yue opened the cabinet with his right hand, trying to take out the water cup that Budo used to use before, but accidentally knocked over another one.

He was occupying it with his right hand, so he could only hold it with his left hand, so he didn't hold it up as a matter of course. A glass beside him rolled out of the cabinet and shattered on the kitchen floor.

A crisp sound.

Martial arts came from the living room after a few steps, but finally stopped at the door of the kitchen. Standing by the door and frowning at him, he asked halfway, "Can you help me?"

Chang Yue cared about cleaning up without raising his head: "No need."

In the end, he still divided the two glasses of water twice and brought them out of the kitchen one by one. His appearance was so silly that people wanted to laugh.

Wu Dao sat on the sofa with an extremely serious expression, and said with a bit of anger: "I heard that Ye Zhizhe lives with you."

Chang Yue finally sat down: "Ah, he, I kicked him out a few days ago, and asked him to find a job elsewhere to gain experience."

He suddenly remembered that there was a box of medicine confiscated under the coffee table, and he felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Wu Dao: "Then how do you usually cook?"

Chang Yue: "Someone in the company cooks."

In fact, the group of young people in the company are trying to improve the food and nutrition in the company every day, but he rarely even eats the company's meals.

There is no conflict between the meal time and the opening time. He basically only stays at the company during the opening time, and goes to socialize and drink after the market closes. He doesn't even know what the company's cooking aunt looks like.

Wu Dao took a sip of water in silence, looked at Chang Yue's indifferent appearance, and suddenly said, "Do you just like chasing people that much? Or, are I actually the same as them?"

Chang Yue seems to have this kind of virtue, he will help anyone who is pleasing to the eye, and he can take it home casually, and live there for a while, but when people leave, he doesn't seem to care at all.

Rong Fan is like this, Ye Zhizhe is like this, and Martial Arts seems to be... the same.

No matter who came and went by his side, he always looked indifferent. Even the gang of big families headed by Kong Wei faced him tit-for-tat, and he didn't feel as disappointed as ordinary people after being squeezed out.

He didn't seem to care about anything. Although the work he was doing was full of money, his life was always the same, and he didn't see any intention of improving the quality of life.

I am too lazy to buy a house and land, and have been renting this villa all the time. It seems that I can withdraw the rent at any time and go on the road without any worries.

He even sometimes gives the impression that he could die at any time...without any regrets.

This cognition made Wu Dao very painful.

He never interfered with Chang Yue's choices, and rarely asked questions, but when he asked this question suddenly, Chang Yue was stunned.

"...No...well..." He said hesitantly.

"It's better for Rong Fan to live with his parents, Ye Zhizhe...he can't be without a job after graduating from university, and it's not a problem to live with me..." As for martial arts, why did he push him away time and time again? away from yourself?

Chang Yue had put his legs on the coffee table, but he retracted them unconsciously, and his sitting posture corrected: "I may, indeed, have always been like this."

He thought for a while: "I think I should apologize to you. Sometimes I don't speak very nicely..."

Chang Yue said that when he was kidnapped by Cong Sichun, he directly said that martial arts were "very annoying and disappointing".

In fact, thinking about it now, his words were indeed serious. If he was fully prepared, he should have a more beautiful and embarrassing speech.

"...Don't take it to heart."

He kept his eyes down when he spoke, and his fingers unconsciously slid on the wall of the cup. He knew that what he said was high-sounding and vexatious, but he really didn't know what to say.

After a while, he heard Wu Dao's voice: "I also have my problems, and I don't need your unilateral apology. When you went to Yiming to find me, I let you down too."

Chang Yue smiled: "Then we're even, right?"

Bu Dao nodded.

"That's not bad, to be honest, I'm afraid you'll be upset..." He said, he took out a cigarette, but because of the problem with his left hand, he wasn't as experienced in lighting the cigarette as before.

Wu Dao didn't stop him this time, but took the lighter silently and came over to light it for him. The two stood and sat, their faces illuminated by the fire.

After that, Wu Dao sat back in his seat and lit a cigarette.

Chang Yue was a little surprised: "Don't you not smoke?"

Bu Dao pushed the ashtray from the coffee table to him: "Now it's time to smoke."

"Oh."

For about three or four minutes, the two of them didn't talk anymore, they just thought about their own things not far away, and each looked at the smoke in a trance.Wu Dao frowned, as if he was thinking about something very important.

"Oh, by the way, what are you doing in Fengzhen this time?"

Chang Yue has also heard about the divorce between the chairman of Yong'an Group and his wife, but with his current status, it is no longer convenient for him to ask about other people's private affairs.

Wu Dao: "The piece of land acquired by Yong'an before may require Jiayin's investment."

Under the pressure of Wu Zhiming, Wu Dao helped Yongan get the piece of land in Fengzhen before, and the group actually stopped investing money. If it is to cooperate with others to develop, Jiayin Securities is a good choice.

The boss of Jiayin Securities is Zhao Sixian.

Chang Yue flatly rejected it: "No way!"

His tone suddenly became higher, as if there was some emotion contained in it, Wu Dao raised his eyebrows to look at him.

Chang Yue also knows that his current attitude is not normal, but Zhao Sixian absolutely cannot cooperate.

"Zhao Sixian is not a clean person. If you want to cooperate, you can go to someone else. Why do you go to him? And Wangjiang can..."

When the words came to his lips, they were swallowed harshly.Chang Yue knew that he was standing and talking without back pain.

With so much money, Fengzhen is really only Zhao Sixian who can spend it.Besides, even if he can take it out himself, even if the Wangjiang Fund pays, will Wu Dao ask for it?

Chang Yue pinched the center of his brows helplessly, he was so sad, so sad.

Wu Dao looked at him deeply: "I've heard about him, I will pay attention to it."

Chang Yue waved his hand feebly.

Things began to develop in a direction beyond his control, and he could only try his best to keep as many people as possible before the incident broke out.

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"The notice I just saw said that the People's Bank of China will increase the interest rate on savings deposits with a term of more than three years, as well as the value preservation subsidy for resuming deposits, and the same is true for treasury bills."

Chang Yue didn't take his eyes off the computer: "What's the subsidy rate?"

"do not know."

Only then did he look away from the computer, Chang Yue was about to open his mouth to say something, but the phone on the desk rang.But Jian Liangdong saw him staring at the phone without moving, allowing it to ring several times.

Jian Liangdong put down the file: "Do you want me to pick it up for you?"

Chang Yue seemed to be awakened by him, shook his head and said, "You go out first."

Chang Yue didn't answer the phone until he saw Jian Liangdong leave his office and shut the door tightly.

Zhao Sixian's old voice was like a curse: "Did you see the notice? What do you think of 317, let's do it?"

317 refers to the treasury bond futures contract of the three-year treasury bill issued in 1996 and due in May 99.

The basic price of the maturity of treasury bills has already been determined, but due to the emergence of new notices, affected by the issue of value preservation and subsidy rates and interest rate hikes, the market's predictions on the maturity price will inevitably diverge.

Only when there are differences can there be profits.

Chang Yue listened to Zhao Sixian's enthusiastic voice on the other end of the phone, and remained silent all the time. Before he finally hung up the phone, he said, "Let's have a look again, anyway, Chinese New Year is almost here."

On the last trading day of the year before, the employees of Changyue Company could finally rest. Except for Qin Yang, they were all like pigs who had left the pigsty.

Oh oh oh oh, wait until you get the red envelope first.

Chang Yue, the boss, was very kind. He treated everyone to a big meal before the holiday. In the end, everyone sat in a row and took the red envelopes one by one before leaving.

A little girl pinched the thickness of the red envelope, and she immediately beamed with joy: "Wow! Boss, you are really a good person!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Chang Yue took another red envelope and knocked on her forehead, "Go and send it to your team leader."

The little girl's face suddenly collapsed: "Are you really going?"

In her eyes, Qin Yang's appearance was almost the same as that of black and white impermanence. If she went to give him a red envelope, would there still be life left?

Of course, Chang Yue would never let her know, and he ran to instigate others because he was too lazy to look at Qin Yang's face.

But how could he let other people know his innocence?

Chang Yue immediately put on a straight face:

"How can you not have a good relationship with the team leader in a job like yours? Without a tacit team, it is really hard for me to imagine how your performance will be. What's more, Qin Yang's ability and mentality are very worthy of your study. You are a great help.

Do you think I just asked you to give him a red envelope?wrong!

I'm asking you to learn from your seniors and learn his attitude so that you can work better in the future!

I can only see the benefits in front of me, I feel really sad for you!

Are you willing to work under me for the rest of your life?Don't you have any lofty ideals?When I was your age..."

"...Boss, you are two months younger than me." Finally someone from the bottom opened the mouth, with a vicissitudes of life on his face.

Chang Yue coughed twice in embarrassment: "Why don't you go soon?!"

The little girl quickly jumped up from the chair and ran away with a group of others.There was a chuckle at the door of the meeting room.

Chang Yue was busy arranging the documents, but didn't hear it. The others turned their heads to look at it. Finally, the one sitting in the front patted Chang Yue's arm and pointed to the door: "Chang Shuai, your friend."

Wu Dao stood at the door with a handsome face and a faint smile in his deep eyes. Obviously he also heard what Chang Yue said just now.

The girls under Chang Yue said one after another: Ahhh!Boss, your friend is so handsome, does he have a girlfriend?Can I leave a call?If you can't leave a phone call, it's okay to leave a photo to pay your respects!

Look at the staff he hired.

Chang Yue handed the red envelopes to them one by one, and said, "Stop daydreaming, and remember to go on a blind date when you get home."

The last red envelope was taken by Jian Liangdong. Before leaving, he lightly whispered a sentence in Chang Yue's ear: "Such an interesting breakup is really enviable..."

Chang Yue turned around with a smile and bumped into the man's eyes.

"Go home?"

"Let's go."