Marrying into her Family

"Don't pretend to me!" Kong Shu opened the stock software on his tablet, "I'd like to see, why do you pretend here, the stock I'm talking about..."

The voice of Confucius stopped suddenly at this moment.

At the moment, on the tablet computer in front of him, the stock with the number of 8752x has changed from scarlet to dazzling green, which is the symbol of the drop limit. In other words, all the money invested in this stock will be firmly locked in it and will not be taken out.

"This..." Kong Shu took a deep breath. The eyes are full of disbelief, "impossible! No way

"Nothing is impossible." Zhang Xuan chuckles. His phone rings at this time. He picks up the phone and orders the power amplifier. There was a voice on the phone.

"Brother Xuan, this stock is worse than I expected. I thought I could buy a million yuan. As a result, the other party couldn't help but hold on to 700000 yuan. I think that the rookies who just came out of the college have such low means of cheating."

Kong Shu's body, sitting there, trembled slightly. The voice on the phone. It's like a thorn in his heart. In other people's eyes, his proud theoretical knowledge is a rookie. Not worth mentioning?

"Well, that's it. You can arrange for someone to recover the money, find out the people behind, and do what you want to do." Zhang Xuan hung up the phone and didn't ask Kong Shu to do anything, just like the gambling agreement just now doesn't exist.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly fell into a strange silence. Kong Shu sat aside with an embarrassed look on his face.

Qin Rou looked left and right, but she didn't know what to say.

Just then, the door was opened from the outside.

"The teacher is back!" Qin Rou suddenly gets up from the sofa and looks at the door.

Outside the gate, a middle-aged man who looks to be over 50 years old is carrying a bag of vegetables into the house. The man is in a upright shape and full of an indescribable temperament.

Qin Rou happily stepped forward and took the dish from the middle-aged man, "teacher, you're back. This is the person I told you. Zhang Xuan, Zhang Xuan, this is my old..."

"Hello, meet again." Zhang Xuanchong smiles at each other.

"It's you It's you... " The middle-aged man looks at Zhang Xuan dully and murmurs.

Qin Rou looked at their appearance and was puzzled, "teacher. Do you know Zhang Xuan? "

"I don't know." The middle-aged man shook his head. "I don't know his name is Zhang Xuan. I only know his other name."

"Another name?" Qin Rou subconsciously looks at Zhang Xuan and listens to the teacher's voice.

"The God of the international financial street was born when the international financial stock market was facing a crash. He completed 18 stock transactions in just two months with 1.3 million foreign currencies. Two months later, he raised 150 million foreign currencies to build a position for the first fund to short CDO. He designed a complicated fund operation mode, shorting the dangerous CDO while purchasing the cheap CDs, when everyone thought he would lose all his money. He successfully reversed the situation and let his income increase by 50%! At that time, he became a legend of the international financial street and established his own macro hedge fund. He is the No.1 hedge fund in the world. At that time, he was only 19 years old. I had the honor to meet him once. He told me that the reason why he met me was because I had been in charity and didn't ask for anything in return. Today, I know his real name, Zhang Xuan. "

"International Financial Street The God of heaven... " Qin Rou looks at Zhang Xuan. Eyes full of shock, she did not doubt the teacher's words, because the teacher, there is no need to cheat her.

"Yes." The middle-aged man sighed, "he is the legend of the whole international financial street. However, when he was the most dazzling, he disappeared in everyone's sight. He donated all his wealth to the Red Cross for free to help the children in poor mountainous areas."

The middle-aged man's eyes are on Zhang Xuan, and his eyes are full of relief. This is the way he looks at his younger generation with an older elder. He is very glad that in Kyushu, in his own country, there is Zhang Xuan who is in charity and does not ask for anything in return.

"All donations..." Qin Rou is completely speechless now. She has been speaking for a long time. She thinks that she has been very enthusiastic about charity, but now she finds that compared with Zhang Xuan, what she has done is just a drop in the bucket.

"If you can meet xuanrou in welfare home, I don't think you are wrong?" The middle-aged man looks at Qin Rou with a smile.

"Well." Qin Rou put her hands in front of her belly and nodded.

"Well, don't stand still. Today I bought some stuffing. Let's make dumplings. Zhang Xuan, I'm out of the financial field now, and I'm older than you. Xiaorou is just like my daughter. We'll be a family in the future. I'll call you by your name. If you don't like it, just call me uncle Kong." The middle-aged man raised the dish in his hand and said with a smile.

"Good, uncle Kong." Zhang Xuan said with a smile, "I roll the skin quickly. You can't pack it. ""Yes The middle-aged man answered cheerfully, "xiaorou, come and help."

"Oh." Qin Rou lowers her head, blushes and follows the teacher. When she enters the kitchen, Qin Rou reaches out her hand and pulls the teacher's sleeve. "Teacher, what do you say. What a family. "

"Ha ha, it's a matter of time."

Zhang Xuan finished his meal at Qin Rou's home, and then returned home. It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the clouds were burning red in the sky.

As soon as I enter the house. Zhang Xuan saw Lin QingHan sitting on the sofa with a sad face. He didn't see Milan in the living room.

"Mr. Lin, what's the matter?" Zhang Xuan walked over and asked with concern.

"You don't understand the company." Lin QingHan covered his forehead with his little hand.

"The mood affects the body. Try to relax. I'll pour some foot lotion for you. You look tired these days. " Zhang Xuan comforted a, ran to the toilet end basin warm water, then squatted in front of Lin QingHan body. Pick up the jade feet and put them in the water.

After a few days, Lin QingHan is used to Zhang Xuan pressing his feet. What he has to admit is that Zhang Xuan's massage technique is really good. After every massage, he feels relaxed and sleeps soundly.

There is evening news on TV. Lin QingHan's mobile phone rings. The caller is secretary Li.

Lin QingHan first looked at the eye mobile phone, and then looked at Zhang Xuan, picked up the phone, "Secretary Li, how are you communicating with her?"