Rebirth of the Heavenly Empress

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In the first middle school, Qu Yan saw that Gu Li was finally too late, and then he was relieved and leaned his head back to Su.

"How did I hear that your parents are going to divorce?" Just looking back at Su Huili's eyes, with a little care.

Su Hui tilted his hand on the table, while the other hand was turning with a pen. He only turned his head slightly and squinted. "Sounds, do you know a lot of people?"

The corner of the mouth was still slightly hooked, and the light flashed in the dark eyes.

But Qu Yan looks absolutely not the kind of sloppyness of the past, but a bit of cold evil spirit.

Qu Yan nodded, just wanted to say something, the bell rang after school.

At this second, it seemed to be the same as before, and the phone in Su Huideng's pocket rang.

Su Huiqing took out his mobile phone, and when he saw the caller, he raised his hand and gestured towards Qu Yan, and then took the mobile phone to shoot, with one hand in his pocket, one hand with the mobile phone in his ear, his head slightly lowered. A large area of ​​sunlight shone on her, which gave her a golden light, and her back looked cold.

"What's the matter?" She stood in the corridor, raising her eyes quietly and looking at the direction of the playground.

The slightly lowered voice could not hear any anger.

But Xie Zhengyuan, who was in the Su family, waved his hands behind him, then smothered the smoke, and chuckled, "This morning, a friend of mine cried to me, saying that his Galaxy Steel was about to go bankrupt."

"I get it," the voice on the other side of the phone came quickly, a little carelessly, "transfer it to him later."

"Miss Su," Xie Zhengyuan corrected his expression. His tone seemed to be so indifferent, but his eyes gradually deepened. "The transaction just now was enough for the relevant personnel to pay attention."

Although the average person does not know that this is a sign of Galaxy Steel's closing stocks, there are always a few people who can play the stocks.

Even though he didn't have much contact with Su Huiqing, he knew her a little. In some respects, it was very low-key. Just like that person, all the web pages searched were blank, so he reminded me.

There was a little silence on the other end of the phone, and then there was a voice, "Okay, I'm going to class."

The sound sounded calm.

Xie Zhengyuan hung up the phone and stared at the phone for a long while.

Forgetting that the other party is still a student, seventeen years old, eight years ago... just nine years old?

He sighed and took a message with his mobile phone.

In the first middle school, Su Huiteng hung up the phone and returned to her seat. She pulled out the English book and placed it on the table. She lowered her eyes slightly, just opened the book, the mobile phone on the side lit up, reached out and picked up, and scanned it slightly A glance, and then returned two words, "turned."

Qi Lan, who was in the International Center, looked at the words that came back very cold. He looked at the information of the friend he had refused to add, but he was stunned.

Then he turned his head and looked at the people around him, "Did you find this person's information?"

"General Qi," there was a young man next to him. He stepped on his chair and turned around to show his hand to Qi Lan. "This time, it's not that I'm not responsible. Seeing that, this person is not only the highest level of identity information. Encryption, even the registered account is also S-level, there is nothing you can do."

Qi Lan squinted, "Twenty million from the Finance Department."

"Twenty million?" the young man jumped. "Although the company can afford it, those old guys can't talk?"

"Then tell them if you want to watch the second company being killed, or spend the 20 million yuan." Qi Lan picked up the cover directly and walked out of the door. When the door closed, he paused. "Remember Stay, turn as soon as possible."

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After school in the afternoon, the trio of No. 1 Middle School did not leave, but was watched by Su Huiqing to punch in the playground.

Qu Yan finished playing, and then took Su Huiqing's mobile phone to play the game. At this time, a message of bank transfer popped up on the mobile phone.

I didn't care, but the next second, she reached out and counted, "One hundred million one hundred thousand..."

"Mistgrass...Tilt, did you grab the bank?" She looked up and tilted back to Su.

Su leaned back with his hands on the horizontal bar, jumped down smoothly, then reached out and pulled out his mobile phone. After glancing at it, he put it away casually, "Banks have so much cash?"

"Speaking of it." Qu Yan felt his chin.

Yu Xiangyang walked here while wiping sweat, and after listening to Qu Yan's messy explanation, he looked at Su Weiqi strangely.

"Look what?" Su Hui tilted his hand, took the coat hanging on the horizontal bar and put it on himself, squinting towards Xiangyang.

"No," Yu Xiangyang touched his nose and paused. "We're going back now?"

"Well," Su Huiqing responded casually, stooping down and picking up his backpack. "Go back first, and go to the bank to withdraw money tomorrow."

Bank-certificate transfer is also a T+1 system. She only exchanged stocks for money today, and the transfer of funds will not take place until the next day.

However, the next day was Friday, and Su Huiqin had a direct lesson before he came to the bank smoothly.

"Bank-certificate transfer." She squinted slightly and handed a pile of information to the teller.

After the teller took it, he knocked on the keyboard a few times.

Suddenly breathing a sigh of relief, she looked up and looked back at Su Su, "I'm sorry, Miss Su, your business may need a senior teller."

Su Huiqi leaned back halfway on the counter, squinting slightly, the dark eyes looked a little cold, and he laid the counter in one hand, and the school uniform in the first middle was half open.

The teller called the extension, "Secretary Shen, there is a client here who may need the president to personally receive him."

"You can't be serious about your work? Look for the president for everything. You think the president..." The voice over there was a little impatient.

"Secretary Shen, more than 30 million in working capital." The teller glanced at the computer screen and determined that he was not mistaken, Shen said.

The voice over the phone stopped abruptly, "You wait."

Five minutes later, Su Huiqing was ushered into the VIP room.

The fat and dignified president personally handed her a black card, "Miss Su, you are sure not to handle an investment business, I assure you, our investment business..."

"President." Su Huiqing pushed the black card into his pocket, heard the words, and turned his head to look at him. "Do you know how I got the money?"

"Why did you come here?" The governor ghost replied miserably.

Su Huiqing picked up his backpack, and his thin figure was very clear under the light and shadow.

With one hand in her pocket, her dark eyes drooped, "Here comes from stocks."

Let a professional stock speculator go to the bank to invest?

The corner of the governor's mouth twitched slightly, watching the figure disappear from the front, muttering, "How do I see the girl just now, so familiar..."

**

Su Huiqing withdrew the money, and Qu Yan and Yu Xiangyang quarreled to let her treat the guests to a barbecue.

Still that place, that shop.

Just a little bit off, Su Huiteng carried his bag and followed lazily behind them.

The noisy Qu Yan and Yu Xiangyang suddenly stopped.

Staring at the blocked people in the alley ahead.

Qu Yan's backpack fell with a snap, "Gu Li?!"

not far away.

"It looks like Miss Su is in trouble," the man in black secretly parked the car and looked at the boss sitting in the light and shadow. "Yu Shao is an underground casino man."

The person sitting in the back stood tall, turned around, and looked calmly in the direction of the alley through the car window.

The dark eyes narrowed slightly, his brows looked cold.

After a while, he spoke, his voice a little cold, "The underground casino that Chiyue is checking?"

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Dahua: I feel a little sorry for the baby... didn't let him get the part that the male owner should have...

Yu Baoyu: Oh, do you still know?

Jiang Tiantian: As I said before?

Dahua: ...you dominate the screen tomorrow

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...That's impossible~

Happy April Fool's Day~