Rebirth of the 80s

Chapter 13 [No.013] The little daughter-in-law is so nice, woo woo!
A group of people sat in front of the braised noodle stall and listened to an eleven or twelve-year-old boy talking about his plans to make a fortune. Among them, a young man in his twenties listened most carefully and nodded frequently, wishing to firmly remember every word the boy said. in the head.

"...That's it. Now determine the proportion of personal shares. Enter and leave. The more you invest, the more you will earn." The croupier Xie Wenjun said so much that the braised noodles on the table were about to turn into noodle soup.

"Xiaojun, I can't get any more, just seven hundred." Liu Hua handed over ten yuan bills to Xie Wenjun, not only because he thought the plan could make money, but more because of his trust in Xie Wenjun .

"At worst, I won't eat breakfast for three months. If I earn money, I'll eat double. I'll do whatever Xiaojun does. I'll earn three hundred." Zheng Gang showed a generous expression.

"I think Junjun can definitely help everyone earn money. I have 400 yuan, and if it's not enough, I can borrow some from my classmates." Qiaoqiao really didn't say anything, she supported Xie Wenjun in addition to supporting him.

"Ah, Qiaoqiao, you also participated?" Xie Wenjun scratched his head, "Do you understand what I said?"

Qiaoqiao shook her head: "I don't quite understand. I think we all don't understand except Brother Liu Hua." Zheng Gang and Li Qiang nodded, and Qiaoqiao continued, "They support you because they believe in you, and I do the same."

Isn’t that what friends are like, if life is like this, what can a husband ask for, Xie Wenjun only felt a sour feeling from the bridge of his nose to his forehead, his eyes were swollen, and after adjusting his emotions, Xie Wenjun froze a sincere smile on his face , Absolutely sincere, fake one pays ten.

"Talk," Zheng Gang patted Li Qiang with a Tathagata palm, "It seems like you have nothing to do."

"I won't wait for you to finish talking." Li Qiang looked aggrieved, "You always bully me."

Xie Wenjun smiled and said, "He only bullies you when he treats you as a brother."

"That's right, that's right," Zheng Gang hugged Li Qiang almost out of breath, "I only play with you when you are a brother, and I don't bother to pick on him if it's someone else."

Li Qiang desperately broke free from Zheng Gang's clutches: "I'll contribute all the lucky money this year, one thousand and five, it's interesting enough."

The descendants of capitalists are rich and powerful, and Liu Hua can't help but be dumbfounded.

"This young master likes to sneak into our poor people," Xie Wenjun joked, sighing, "It seems that I am the poorest here, only a hundred."

"Without you, we'd still be playing ass," Liu Hua pointed to his head and said with a smile, "Your capital is here."

That is, that is, Xie Wenjun is complacent.

"By the way, do you think we are cheating?" Liu Hua still couldn't figure out some problems.

"What kind of fraud? It's called speculation. It's the same as stock speculation. People buy a certain stock because they think that stock will bring them profits. The dealer occasionally releases some smoke to arouse people's desire to buy. Hope, that’s all we do,” Xie Wenjun said with a smile, “This is something we are willing to fight and endure.” If there is a way, Xie Wenjun is not willing to do this, after all, it can only use most people’s funds Concentrating in the hands of a small number of people can't create any value. Everything is difficult at the beginning, and it is even more difficult for junior high school students. In order to accumulate capital, Xie Wenjun can only "cheat" everyone's money to his own with a thick skin and a dark heart. in the pocket.

"Xiao Jun is right. My mother has to brag when she sells a piece of clothing. The purchase price of ten yuan should be said to be 20 yuan. This is the rule of the game."

"Don't talk about this, I'll distribute the shares," Xie Wenjun said seriously, "Our principal is 25 in total, and whoever paid the principal will get back as much as they want. As for the shares, we don't have to allocate them according to the proportion of investment," Xie Wenjun said. Wen Jun pondered for a long time, "Brother Hua contributes 25% of the money, and Xiaoqiang contributes 25% of the money at most. I won't say more, 15%, Xiaogang 10%, Qiaoqiao [-]% if he doesn't do anything. Do you have any ideas?" objection?"

Everyone has no objection, vowing to follow Xie Zhuangshi to the death.

After lunch, Liu Hua continued to practice stalls. Zheng Gang and Li Qiang proposed to play football. Xie Wenjun, who had itchy feet, was detained by Qiaoqiao. He had no choice but to accompany the beauty for a walk on the tree-lined path of the campus.

"Alas! Junjun, I'm moving." Once the girl reached the age of sentimentality, her tone of voice became that of Aunt Qiong Yao.

"Oh, I heard from my mother that I moved to the ideal community." Xie Wenjun was not used to this atmosphere, so he had nothing to say. The dilapidated bathhouse is dilapidated and old, and the glass in the women's bathhouse on the second floor is broken, I heard from Xiao Hui that you can peek by climbing up the chimney on the opposite side."

Qiaoqiao blushed: "You are not allowed to go, why... think about this matter."

"How could I go, that's what Xiao Hui said." As for me, Xie Wenjun, I have been there anyway.

"I moved away, don't forget me." Qiaoqiao said seriously.

"How is it possible? Aren't we still in the same school? We can see each other every day," Xie Wenjun recalled a lot of past events, "Besides... Besides...you always asked me to play house with you when you were young, so you can be regarded as a childhood sweetheart."

"Well," Qiaoqiao smiled sweetly, "This way I can feel at ease."

How strange is this smell? Xie Wenjun knows that Qiaoqiao took many childhood things seriously, and he doesn't know if this is good or bad. Now he doesn't even have the heart to think about it. What about in the future?Let's talk about it later, let's do it for now.

"I'll show you something." Qiaoqiao took out a stack of letter paper from her schoolbag.

"One, two, three...all are love letters, there are so many," Xie Wenjun said half-seriously, half-jokingly, "His grandma's, pick my little daughter-in-law."

Didn't I not think so, how could I feel some naked threats flooding around me when I saw these nasty and interesting exclamations, my body was sour like eating vinegar and lemons, seeing Qiaoqiao's happy appearance, Xie Wenjun secretly I think, little girl, you are really here to make me lose my temper on purpose.

Xie Wenjun shook the letter paper: "Which poet's masterpiece has played a useful role?"

Qiaoqiao shook her head resolutely.

"Oh, it's a pity, it's a waste of paper and ink, the key is a waste of emotion," Xie Wenjun said with a smile, "Why don't you agree? Are they all crooked melons and bad dates?"

"me……"

The little daughter-in-law made me lose my temper just now, and I also let the little daughter-in-law lose her temper, haha, it’s fun, the little naughty boy Xie Wenjun laughed secretly.

"Since it's all waste paper, why do you keep it? Throw it away." Poets should know that Xie Wenjun ruined their calligraphy like this, and they must never stop with him.

Qiaoqiao nodded, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Who is the girl sitting under the basketball hoop with you this morning?"

Big eyes really see a lot, clairvoyance is estimated to be as big as a washbasin, Xie Wenjun said lightly: "Our classmate."

"Students didn't go to study early to sit there and chat, and they were so close." Qiaoqiao's voice was lower than that of a mosquito, and Xie Wenjun still heard every word clearly.

Trouble, why is the little daughter-in-law like a machine gun endlessly, Xie Wenjun said solemnly: "It's a classmate, don't believe it." Of course it is a classmate, as for whether it is just a classmate relationship, only God knows, Xie Wenjun and Yuan Jia I don't even know.

"I don't believe it." Qiaoqiao felt aggrieved, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm not in a hurry, don't talk about it, let's play football, let's play together, remember how to tiptoe the ball, I taught you last time." Xie Wenjun hurriedly pulled Qiaoqiao away from the ambiguous grove, It will be out of control if we continue talking.

(End of this chapter)