My Elder Sister is a Superstar

This arrogant, aggressive look made Qin Ze recall his first time in the chat group, and the bosses sent out expressions of disdain.

"Are you Qin Ze? You don't have three heads and six arms. Apart from being more handsome and better built than me, you haven't seen much charm." The man with short hair and a casual suit hummed.

When entering the group for the first time, the bosses also said in this tone: new comers, dress up as women!

"Hello." Qin Ze nodded to the boss, but the boss ignored him.

"Zhao Biao, nicknamed iron pillar, my hair is small." Wang Zijin was very considerate to warm up Qin Ze and kicked Zhao Tiezhu under the table.

Zhao Biao took a bite. "How many times have I heard about you? I'm good at writing songs. It's a fast shooter, isn't it? I heard it's good to speculate in stocks, but I didn't witness it with my own eyes. By the way, you also have a thief Shuiling's sister."

He is somewhat handsome, energetic, and has a spirit in his eyebrows, which was honed in the army. Unfortunately, this guy's mind is not in the army, and he likes the colorful world outside. Finally, he went to politics through his family relationship.

The first time I heard of Qin Ze's name was in September. Zhang Ling went to Shanghai stock market. After returning, Qin Ze's "great name" spread in a small circle in Beijing. Zhao Tiezhu simply checked the background of Qin Ze.

King's man!

That's how the little friends teased Qin Ze.

Wang Zijin is the child king in the courtyard, so there is nothing wrong with him. Is the king's man.

"Actually, strictly speaking, we are rivals in love. I'm Zijin's boyfriend in primary school. Now I'm not. I didn't catch up with my rank and was eliminated. But I'm still trying to be Zijin's boyfriend now." With that, Zhao Biao looked at the young man opposite provocatively.

Wang Zijin didn't explain. Ying Ying's eyes stared at Qin Ze, as if he wanted to see how he responded to this matter.

Qin Ze said curiously, "do you know a guy named zhangmingcheng?"

"Knowing is also a small thing."

"Can you get rid of zhangmingcheng first?"

"Why, aren't I handsome? I'm not as competitive as that guy?" Zhao Tiezhu was unconvinced.

"Well, stop it!" Prince Jin sighed.

Sometimes the little red guy is stupid, but sometimes he is very smart.

Zhao Tiezhu was still in a rage: "I didn't make trouble. What's worse for me than this guy? Is it because I can't practice two finger zen in place, or is it not as clever as his tongue?"

God's special tongue is like spring, and the prince Jin rolls his eyes.

"Because of your name." Qin Ze suppressed a smile: "Zhao Tiezhu, just this name in sister Zijin's heart, has entered the 18th floor of hell."

Wang Zijin is a female Wenqing. Although she is a little black, it doesn't matter if you don't call her long Aotian. There is no Xi, Mo, ye, Bai, etc. in your name, you can make do with it. But if you are called Tiezhu, that won't work. Even if you look like long Aotian, we can only meet in the next life.

He suddenly thought, according to his mother, if he was named Qin Hao or Qin Xiaofan, would he be put into death row in sister Zijin's heart? After all, sister Zijin has graduated from the team of old Internet drivers. The word "Hao" is no longer tall, but easily reminds people of Teddy in the air day after day.

Zhao Tiezhu, who grew up together, also realized that he was still unconvinced: "my name is Zhao Biao."

Qin Zexin said that Zhao Biao and panghu mean the same thing.

Zhao Tiezhu looked at Prince Jin. Prince Jin was embarrassed to say it too bluntly, and said tactfully, "Daming is actually OK, and he has a sense of security."

“......”

Does it mean that I'm like a passer-by with a black dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right? Do you mean this?

Zhao Tiezhu understood, painfully understood, according to the rumors of the two people in a certain circle, they are on the same boat, and they are outsiders. He agreed to cooperate with me in acting. As soon as he got along, he turned his elbow to him.

Qin Ze accompanied Zhao Tiezhu to make jokes and chat. Since it was sister Zijin's hair, it must be either the second generation of officials or the big dog family. He knows that elder sister Baizi Jin is introducing her connections.

With more friends, the road can be wide and far.

Compared with inside information, he prefers to make friends with big dogs. He doesn't need inside information to make money. I'm proud of my system. It's better to open and hang if he cheats, just like a hot one who can't get a tattoo.

It means the situation is tense, otherwise I can fight officialdom. If there are immortals in the world, I can also cross the immortal field. Unfortunately, after the founding of the people's Republic of China, it can't be refined, and it can't soar after the Republic of China.

Halfway through the meal, Qin Zeqi drank several bottles of wine and went to the bathroom.

As soon as he left, Zhao Tiezhu frowned and said with a rare serious expression, "are you really going to have an indescribable relationship with him?"

"A serious relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend is indescribable." Wang Zijin finished saying, and sighed faintly, "the eight characters haven't been written yet."

"What do you mean, you two haven't arrived?" Zhao Tiezhu was stunned.

Wang Zijin's face was gloomy and muttered, "it's far away. There is a vinegar jar at home and a flirtatious bitch outside. Everyone is very tricky. That one at home is not a worry, there is no real threat, but that Teddy outside is a little hanging, and it's not bad. In addition, that Pei Nanman also needs to be on guard and always be on guard..."

Zhao Tiezhu listened to her talking to herself, with a confused face. What's the matter? My sister Zijin's love path is so bumpy?

"No, where do you like him? He's handsome, but if your prince Jin likes handsome men, he can't pick over his hands and feet. It's not because he's handsome, that's temperament? Come on, he has no temperament. Can he make money? Is my sister Zijin short of money? Writing songs? Unorthodox, it's not attractive at all. Don't say Zhang Mingcheng, I can't swallow this tone, why, why?" Zhao Tiezhu clapped the table directly.

"Feeling!" Wang Zijin whispered.

"What? Mumble what?" Zhao Tiezhu is unbelievable.

"With him, I feel very relaxed and happy. I don't know why, there is always a natural sense of closeness." Wang Zijin said blankly, "I'm also very confused. What do I like about him? Why do I like him? I can't say, anyway, I like it. It's probably a natural combination of eight characters."

Is this legendary: do you need a reason to like someone?

"Well, let's not talk about this topic first. Later, I'll try him. Help you check it."

"How do you want to try?" Wang Zijin frowned.

"This topic is skipped again, Zijin..." tie Zhu was glanced at by Prince Jin and changed his words: "sister Zijin, do you feel that this boy behaves coldly? My thick legs stretched out in front of him, and I was not excited at all. Maybe you paved the way for him too obviously, and told him plainly: my sister fed you a soft meal, opened his mouth, ah... Man's self-esteem was hurt."

It seems true that Qin Ze is not excited at all.

"He is just calm. For this situation, there is absolutely no such thing as self-esteem being trampled." With his understanding of Qin Ze, his salty and sometimes cheap character is not straight male cancer.

Qin Ze came back from the toilet.

Zhao Tiezhu pondered for a moment, Avenue: "Qin Ze, I'm going to find someone to cooperate and earn some extra money this time. If it weren't for Zijin's recommendation, I wouldn't choose you. We won't talk about some things that die at sight. You know what you're doing. Secondly, I can be the person above you. I'll solve the official problems for you. You just follow behind your ass, I'll eat a mouthful of meat, and you can't miss a mouthful of soup. As a reward, I want you to earn 10% of your income. It's not much, but don't change it People, crying and shouting, give me money, I don't want it yet. "

With that, Zhao Tiezhu took out the boss to look at Meng Xin's eyes again.

The meaning of his words was very clear: boy, follow the boss. The boss gave you a chance to hold your thigh because of the face of Prince Jin.

He gave himself full marks for this wave of ridicule.

Zhao Tiezhu looked forward to seeing Qin Ze holding his anger and forcing a smile. If it's better to turn around, look, look, sister Zijin, this is the man you chose.

Speaking of it, comrade tie Zhu and zhangmingcheng are both capable horsemen who kneel down for sister Zijin and open up territory for sister Zijin. Both of them once wanted to be kings.

Who doesn't like such a tiger girl.

I remember the year when I graduated from primary school, Zhao Tiezhu made trouble at home, threatening me to propose marriage to the Wang family, or else I would be killed by a collision, leaving the Zhao family unparalleled. Zhao Tiezhu showed you the momentum of dying without marrying Prince Jin.

But Lao Tzu, who was born in the army, swung his hands and bowed left and right, beating and scolding, "is this the reason why you lift someone's skirt?"

So many years have passed, and the ambition of "not marrying a prince Jin" in childhood has long been lost in time. This situation can be recalled, but it was at a loss at that time.

Comrade tie Zhu was in a complicated mood. He wanted to shoot this boy to death, and hoped that he was a good man. In this way, he could barely match his Zijin sister.

Qin Ze smiled sincerely: "thank you, brother tie Zhu. Brother tie Zhu will take care of you in the future."

Zhao Tiezhu: "...."

He felt beaten in the face.

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Qin Ze has such things as self-esteem, but he is not arrogant. He is used to going through the back door. His father helped him get it in because of his achievements. Every time the final exam, dad also took a pile of "key content" on his desk. Dad broke his heart for his useless son.

So Prince Jin opened the back door to let him in. He didn't hate it at all. He came in very quickly.

Wang Zijin opened the back door for the first time. A poem describes it very well: the flower path has never been swept by guests, and the Pengmen is now open for you.

"Take out the quarterly report and show it to me. Since I promised Zijin, I don't care about your company's current profitability. It's almost as bad as it is. Anyway, it's good to listen to my instructions in the future, boy. If it's not for Zijin's face, you won't have a chance to pick it up." Zhao Tiezhu said.

Qin Ze took out a document from his bag: "there is no quarterly report. My private placement company was established less than a month ago. This is what I asked people to summarize. The profitability of this half month."

what？

half a month?

What are you doing? A new company, a private placement that has only been established for half a month, are you sure you are not a bare knuckle commander? How much capital can you have? Even if I take the risk to give him a bunch of Py transactions, when will you have to accumulate capital to take off? The bull market will be over by then.

Zhao Tiezhu felt that he had been routine.

He turned to look at Prince Jin. Prince Jin nodded and affirmed Qin Ze's words.

"Drink, drink."

Zhao Tiezhu sighed and didn't answer the half month report.

Thousands of mountains and rivers are always in love, so it's like sending a Son Jin.

Well, this trip to the Shanghai stock market came in vain. forty-six