Chapter 83 Guarding the Red Army
Wei Hongjun is very precious to this daughter. Seeing Wei Rongrong frowned, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong, girl? Is there no pocket money? Dad put 5,000 yuan in your study. If you don't have money to use it, just go and get it..."
As the saying goes, boys are poor and girls are rich. These days, there are many rich people. In some circles in Beijing, there are many small things.
Although Wei Hongjun is clean and good, he has seen a lot of things. He can't let his daughter do anything shameful because of money.
"pocket money?"
Wei Rongrong finally remembered what was going on in her mind and shouted, "Yes, it's pocket money. That death stick dares to show off in front of the girl. Let's see if I don't scold him when I go back to school next week..."
Since having dinner with Ye Tian that day, Wei Rongrong has been indignant during this period. It's enough to say that I'm neurotic. Even my family cursed her. I don't have pocket money. Doesn't that mean that my father's business is going to lose money?
"What pocket money, what magic stick?"
Wei Hongjun was inexplicably said by his daughter, "I said, girl, you are a girl. Don't talk about it all day long. What's going on? Are you in love? Let me tell you that you are not allowed to fall in love in college, otherwise I will break the boy's leg..."
Wei Hongjun is an experienced person. He knows that this can make people emotional, especially things that make the little girl emotional. It is probably related to feelings. He doesn't want to see his daughter fall in love at such a young age.
"Dad, what are you talking about? Who is in love?" Wei Rongrong gave his father a blank look, "But someone is really in love. It's Yu Qingya. You've also seen my classmate..."
"Oh, is that little girl from Shanghai? I know that her family is doing a lot of business, and she is a little famous in Beijing..."
Wei Hongxing nodded, but he was still confused. Then he asked, "But... what does this have to do with pocket money and magic sticks? Is she still short of money?"
"Dad, you are so stupid. That magic stick is Yu Qingya's boyfriend!"
Wei Rongrong's own words were upside down, but he blamed his father. "Although Yu Qingya said no, I can see that she has been fascinated in class these days, and I don't know how the little white face deceived her!"
In fact, Ye Tian is very good-looking. He has beautiful eyebrows and a tall figure. Except for being able to eat a little, he has no other shortcomings. Of course, if he offends Miss Wei, his beautiful eyebrows turned into a little white face.
"Huh? Rongrong, don't talk nonsense. Do you know what's wrong with them? Don't talk about people's right and wrong behind their backs..."
After hearing his daughter's words, Wei Hongjun straightened his face. This emotional matter is the most difficult to say. He knows his daughter's personality best and is straightforward. In case he offends others, I'm afraid that he and Yu Qingya won't even have friends in the future.
"Dad, why am I talking about people behind their backs?"
After being criticized by his father, Wei Rongrong was excited. "The stinky boy said that I didn't have pocket money next month, and he also said... He also said that he should be cautious when entering the market. Investment is risky. If it is interrupted, it will be broken. Dad, he... Isn't he talking nonsense?"
Wei Rongrong has a good memory. She said everything Ye Tian said that day, with an indignant face.
"Huh? Be cautious when entering the market. Is it risky to invest?
When Wei Hongjun heard his daughter's words, he frowned and said, "Rongrong, this is the stock market. Did you tell Dad that he was a stock speculator?"
Wei Hongjun was worried about the boy who didn't know which one it was. He talked from his daughter's mouth, and then deliberately threatened to attract Rong Rong's attention. These little tricks can't be hidden from his eyes.
"No, it's just that after dinner that day, he boasted that he would look at his appearance. I asked him to look at his appearance. That... The stinky boy also said that I was lazy and neurotic. Dad, what do you think that person is not a magic stick?"
The more Wei Rongrong said, the more angry she became. She didn't know what she looked like now. In the eyes of Wei Hongjun, it was a kind of neuroticism. Of course, this neuroticism can also be understood as a lovely performance for the elders.
"Well, I guess it's a magic stick. He must have asked your classmates what I do before. Now these little boys are thinking about how to lie to girls all day long. Girl, when you meet such a person, you hide far away..."
Wei Hongjun didn't pay much attention to what his daughter said, because in the year of 2005, except for the "327 treasury bond" incident in the futures market at the beginning of the year, the stock market was red all the way, even surpassing the victory of buying stocks with a sack ID card in Shenzhen.
Whether it is the Shanghai market or the Shenzhen market, as long as you can shake the number, the stock you buy can definitely be more than a dozen times in a short time. Even if it is not a new stock, you can make a steady profit if you buy it.
Wei Hongjun's funds are divided into two pieces, one is investment banking stocks, which have made a lot of profits over the past year, and the other is used to win the lottery to buy new shares. Since entering the stock market, his wealth has been several times higher than when he was in China and Russia.
Because of such a booming market, how can Wei Hongjun listen to a young man? Power is a little trick for young people to be alarmist and attract girls.
"Rongrong, one day I will take your classmate home for dinner, and Dad will tell her..."
The subconscious Wei Hongjun was also a little dissatisfied with the boy, wondering if he would let his daughter ask her classmates to have dinner at home one day and tell the little girl these things, so as to save those bad boys.
"Okay, Dad, you're so kind. If Qingya doesn't believe me, she will believe you..."
After hearing his father's words, Wei Rongrong happily took a "bang" on his father's face, and then jumped back to his room to call.
"This crazy girl..." Wei Hongjun smiled helplessly, but his face was full of doting expressions.
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In Beijing in September, autumn is cool, which is a good season for tourism, especially those famous scenic spots, which are crowded and lively almost every day.
In the bustling crowd visiting the Forbidden City, there are two young people who are particularly conspicuous. The men are tall and handsome, and the women are slim and beautiful. The tourists who pass by them can't help praising "golden boy and jade girl" in their hearts.
The Forbidden City covers a large area. Needless to say, if you really stroll carefully, I'm afraid the whole day is not enough. It's not that Qingya is just enjoying the feeling of dating Ye Tian, but she doesn't pay attention to the surrounding landscape at all.
After walking through a complex, Yu Qingya grabbed Ye Tian's clothes and said, "Ye Tian, I'm tired. Let's take a rest..."
Although he was very happy to visit the Forbidden City with Ye Tian, Ye Tian walked too fast. After entering from the Meridian Gate, he hardly stopped in one place and walked all the way to the ** Jiaotai Hall, which was not close.
Ye Tian stopped when he heard the words. Looking at Yu Qingya's face full of sweat, he quickly said, "Then take a rest. Qingya, sit over there. I'll buy some water..."
"I just want mineral water..." Looking at Ye Tian's figure who went to buy water, Yu Qingya's fatigue seemed to be swept away.
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