If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Qingqian Mountain Villa.

Second floor bedroom in White Princess House.

There was a thick stack of books on Feng Siruo's desk.

"The Bible of Entrepreneurship and Getting Rich", "The 38 Letters of Rockefeller."

"Thinking Ways of Rich People", "-Starting a Business from Scratch".

Freedom of Wealth, Equity Thinking.

A lot of successful learning, piled up into a mountain.

Domestic and foreign, whatever it is.

She has been watching since she woke up in the morning.

After watching it all day, my little head was dazed.

But so far I haven't found a way to make a lot of money right away.

"Si Ruo, do you really want to start a business?"

Feng Siruo nodded: "To make money!"

Ding Yue sat on the head of her bed and stared at her profile: "your family is so rich, why do you want to make money yourself."

"Um... need money."

"What do you want to buy?"

Feng Siruo puffed out his cheeks and shook his head.

She doesn't need to buy anything.

She can speak whenever she needs to.

Ding Yue couldn't help but be at a loss: "Is your family going bankrupt?"

"No."

"Jiang Zhou seems to be rich, and he spoils you so much. If you need money, ask him for it."

"No way!"

Feng Siruo rejected her plan and continued to study hard.

Seeing this scene, Ding Yue couldn't help clenching her arms.

She really didn't understand Feng Siruo more and more.

This girl knew very well before.

How come it has become mysterious now.

Is this growth?

At this moment, Feng Yi came over with water: "Sister Ding Yue, drink a glass of water."

Ding Yue took the water glass and pulled her aside: "Your sister has been so strange recently, do you know why?"

"My parents talked to her yesterday, and that's it when they come back."

"Conversation? What topic?"

"I don't know, but... Parents rarely talk to my sister like this."

Ding Yue thought about it, and suddenly realized something: "Damn it, it can't be Jiang Zhou's business, right?"

Feng Yi was stunned for a while: "It's possible, I remember that Dad came after you went home yesterday."

"and then?"

"Didn't my sister go out with my brother-in-law, and I didn't see anyone, and then my father went out."

Ding Yue's eyes widened: "You didn't tell your father about Jiang Zhou, did you?"

Feng Yiyi immediately shook his head: "I won't be a traitor!"

"That's what your parents found out by themselves?"

"possible."

The two looked at each other, and they all moved beside Feng Siruo.

At that time, the sunlight outside the window came in, making her eyelashes sparkle.

The beautiful and greasy face has a hint of ruddy, just like the first peach blossoms.

She sometimes held her cheeks and stared, and sometimes frowned slightly.

Keep thinking, and then take careful notes.

Ding Yue looked down at the words she wrote in the notebook.

[To earn 100 billion in three years is equal to 33.3 billion in one year. 】

[Equal to earning 2.7 billion a month, equal to earning 92 million a day. 】

[Equal to earning 3.83 million in one hour. 】

After finishing the calculation, Feng Siruo suddenly became aggrieved.

Impossible, this simply cannot be done.

At the same time, Ding Yue and Feng Yiyi were also stupid.

What kind of spring and autumn dream is this?

Earn 100 billion in three years?

Is that something normal humans can do?

"Feng Siruo, what are you going to do?"

Feng Siruo covered the notebook: "Don't look at it."

Ding Yue stared at her: "honestly, what do you want 100 billion for?"

"As a dowry..."

"what?"

Ding Yue didn't hear clearly: "What is it?"

Feng Yiyi raised his head: "Sister said that it will be a dowry."

"No, are your rich people's dowries so plain and simple?"

Feng Siruo sighed: "But I can't earn it."

Ding Yue looked at her for a long time: "That bastard Jiang Zhou, he asked you a dowry of 100 billion? He was caught by shit!?"

"no."

Feng Siruo snorted twice, grabbed another copy of Success Studies and continued to read.

But in fact, everything written in this book is useless.

It's not so much the way to succeed, it's more of a chicken soup for the soul that is taken for granted.

Although this is indeed written by a business tycoon.

But how could they possibly tell others how to make money?

Feng Siruo held her cheeks and looked out the window very annoyed.

At that time, she remembered what her father said last night.

"I know you like him, but no."

"Unless he can be worth hundreds of billions."

In fact, Feng Chong's original intention was to tell Feng Siruo not to be with Jiang Zhou.

But she didn't expect this sentence to change in her mind.

It became how to save 100 billion dowry for Jiang Zhou.

In other words, she never considered the possibility that the two would not be together.

In contrast, she felt that earning 100 billion might be the solution.

Since she was a child, she has been dressed in fine clothes and food, and has never been short of money in her pocket.

Don't go out shopping.

They don't even dare to socialize, and they don't even have the heart to compare.

So she doesn't have much concept of money.

But even so, she felt that the number was too large.

This seems to be difficult for Jiang Zhou.

So she is very sad now, and the sad brows have never been opened.

At the same time, the floor on the second floor suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Zhou appeared from the corner.

He made a mute gesture towards Ding Yue, and then walked over slowly.

Ding Yue and Feng Yi glanced at each other and left the room very interesting.

At that time, there were only two people left in Feng Siruo's room.

Jiang Zhou stood behind him and watched silently for a long time.

One hundred billion?

Has this girl been hooked on the Monopoly game recently?

"Is it fun?"

Feng Siruo was startled, and immediately hid the notebook: "No... I didn't play!"

Jiang Zhou reached out and grabbed it: "Show me, what did you write?"

"No!"

"Then tell me, what are these for?"

Feng Siruo looked at him: "I want to make money."

Jiang Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Your family is going bankrupt? Congratulations! I finally don't have to work hard!"

"No!"

"Then what do you want to earn so much money for?"

Feng Siruoqiong's nose wrinkled slightly, not planning to tell him.

Jiang Zhou temporarily suppressed his doubts and looked at her: "I have finished all the things I have to do in Beihai."

Feng Siruo looked at him: "Are you tired?"

"No, I mean, I may be going back to Linjiang."

"Wh... when?"

Jiang Zhou thought for a while: "It's probably the plane at noon tomorrow. I'll go with my uncle and the others."

Feng Siruo was a little flustered: "Then I'll see you off."

"Send me to the door again?"

"No, I'm going to the airport!"

Jiang Zhou was silent for a while: "Forget it, I don't want to see you cry at the airport."

Feng Siruo lowered his head: "I don't cry."

"I will cry for sure."

"Don't cry."

Jiang Zhou looked down at her little face buried deep in her chest.

Good guy, Feng Daimeng is about to cry now.

"Okay, I'll take you out for a walk, let's not talk about this topic."

"Oh."

So Jiang Zhou took her to the yard.

Then I found a corner where no one was around.

Qingqian Villa was originally a scenic spot, so there are many secluded corners.

The two avoided the camera and gradually came to dusk.

When Jiang Zhou was leaving, he suddenly saw a person outside the gate.

He was a little thin, lit a cigarette, leaning on the Maybach.

From the moment Jiang Zhou walked over, his eyes were stuck on Jiang Zhou.

Jiang Zhou didn't know why, but his heart froze when he was stared at by this person.

"Aunt Feng asked you to collect the car, right?"

Feng Chong was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted: "Yes, you can just give me the car."

Jiang Zhou nodded and took his bag from the car: "please say thank you to Aunt Feng, please take Feng Siruo out to play more if she has time."

Feng Chong's face darkened: "The eldest miss has a father, your heart is too wide!"

"Take it down, her father is not competent at all!"

"What? Who said that? I'm going to kill him!"

Jiang Zhou gave him a strange look: "it's not about you, why are you so excited?"

Feng Chong coughed: "Don't interrupt, I'll just ask you, why is her father incompetent?"

"If you only know how to do business and fight for family property, you can't even take care of your daughter."

"nonsense!"

"Really, the reason for social phobia is basically not enough security in childhood, and most of the security in childhood is given by father."

"nonsense!"

"Her father is just incompetent, and he is also incompetent when it comes to breaking the sky."

"nonsense!"

Jiang Zhou was silent for a while: "Why don't the scissors carry the hammer, and whoever wins will listen to the other."

Feng Chong narrowed his eyes, hit the hammer, and lost.

Jiang Zhou hehe: "Look, even God thinks her father is incompetent. She is nineteen years old and has never been to an amusement park."

"Thinking... The eldest lady has social anxiety and can't go to the amusement park."

"You can pull it down. With a father leading it, which child would be afraid to go to the amusement park? Nonsense."

"..."

Jiang Zhou waved to him, turned and disappeared on Huancheng Road.

Feng Chong was silent for a long time, and suddenly drove to Feng Siruo's downstairs.

Then he hurried upstairs and knocked on Feng Siruo's bedroom door.

"Si Ruo, do you want to go to the amusement park?"

Feng Siruo shook his head blankly: "I've been with Jiang Zhou."

Feng Chong swallowed: "Dad doesn't seem to have taken you to an amusement park before?"

"I'm afraid, I can't go."

"Then how can you go with Jiang Zhou?"

Feng Siruo thought for a while: "He took me there without telling me."

Feng Chong nodded: "Then... what do you think?"

"Fun."

Feng Chong was silent for a while, then suddenly understood.

My daughter is afraid of society, but not everything.

She's just afraid to try, some things need someone to accompany her to do it.

But I always felt that it was right to let my daughter stay at home.

So he comfortably missed his daughter's childhood.

Jiang Zhou is different.

He also knew that Feng Siruo was afraid.

But he is happy to accompany his daughter to do those fearful things.

Then tell your daughter.

Look, there's nothing scary at all.

Feng Chong was a little sad: "Si Ruo, Dad won't work tomorrow, will he take you to do what you want to do?"

Feng Siruo's eyes lit up: "I want to go to the airport to see him off!"

"..."

Feng Chong forced a smile, and the angina pectoris gradually intensified.

Damn Jiang Zhou!

This is my emerald cabbage!

I was actually arched by your pig! five.