two sons three fathers

Now the third class is a favorite, everyone wants to squeeze in, but it's not easy to get in if you want to.

At first, Zhang Wang and Chen Hong thought that the third class only accepts good grades, and when they heard that Zheng Xiong's last few can get in, it makes no sense for them not to go.

They were studying by themselves at night, and the discipline was relatively loose. After discussing with each other, they wanted to ask the boss for help.

They invited Fu Yizheng to the rooftop and explained their purpose.

Fu Yizheng didn't express his opinion after listening, but said meaningfully: "The boss is encountering some difficulties now, and it's time for you to contribute."

The two nodded sharply, and said in unison: "Boss, just open your mouth, and we will definitely handle it."

Fu Yizhen twirled his fingertips.

The two carefully observed the movement, and then looked at each other, obviously not understanding what he meant.

Fu Yizhen frowned and said, "Money, three thousand per person."

When Chen Hong and Zhang Wang heard this, they were both a little embarrassed. They lowered their heads and put on bitter faces.

Seeing them lower their heads, Fu Yizheng said displeasedly: "Not at all?"

Their heads drooped.

Fu Yizhen became annoyed, and said, "It's only three thousand, three thousand! It's terrible, isn't it!"

The boss hadn't lost his temper for half a semester, and when he yelled over a few times, the two of them were so frightened that their legs shook.

"What are you afraid of!" Fu Yizhang wiped his hair, glanced at them, and said, "It's really useless."

One person sent more than 1 yuan during the holidays. Given the consumption level of these two people, they couldn't even get [-] yuan.

The more Fu Yizhen thought about it, the more angry he became.

Usually the eldest is long and the eldest is short, but now that he is in trouble, when he hears that he asks for money, the two of them pretend to be stupid, obviously unwilling to help.

"Hurry up and get out," Fu Yizhen frowned, and said, "Don't say I'm your boss in the future, get out."

Chen Hong faltered to express his difficulties, and said: "Boss, I, I only have [-] left, which was originally reserved for two months' living expenses..." He gritted his teeth and said, "You use it first, and I will figure out a way for myself. "

The money was given to the boss, and he could only eat steamed buns soaked in water.

Zhang Wang then took out the money in his pocket, put it in the boss's hand, pursed his lips and said, "Boss, I only have more than 2000, I'm sorry..."

Looking at the handful of money in his hand, and then at them, Fu Yizhen frowned and said, "Is there really no money?"

The two of them nodded first, then shook their heads, and they both turned into rattles, "No, no, boss, you can use it, we have it."

Could these two be unable to afford food?Thinking of this, Fu Yizheng sighed, and only took two thousand, and returned the rest to them.

The two smiled, not daring to show it, at least they had something to eat.

Fu Yizheng took a look and confirmed his guess.He comforted them and said, "It will be fine to endure this month. Recently, there is a financial crisis, and it will be fine."

The two knew that the boss had outsourced the project at the school. Maybe Party A's funds were not in place, and the boss paid them their wages out of his own pocket.

The two nodded desperately.

"I will ask about the transfer, but you have to learn it yourself." Fu Yizheng said in a serious tone, "The third class does not accept waste."

"I promise not to embarrass you, Boss." The two said sonorously.

Fu Yizheng gave a light "hmm".

"Boss," Chen Hong looked around, except for them on the dark rooftop, there was only cold wind, and said in a low voice, "Do you smoke one?"

Fu Yizhen glanced at the cigarette holder handed over, and refused: "No smoking, don't smoke with me in the future, it smells bad, I don't like it."

The boss used to follow them, smoking a pack of cigarettes a day. Not to mention his studies recently, he has quit smoking. It seems that he is completely on the right track.

Chen Hong stuffed the cigarette into the cigarette box, and secretly decided to join the boss and make progress together.

Back on the third floor, Fu Yizhang went to the office to find the professor and talked about the transfer.

Professor Li said to Wu Ji: "Several students from Yizhang want to come in, Mr. Wu, you make up your mind."

When Wu Ji heard this, he naturally understood that as long as they had a correct attitude and really wanted to learn, Class Three would consider accepting a few more if the number of students was within the acceptable range.

In the classroom, Han Yu looked up at the person who came down, and continued to do his homework with his head down.

Fu Yixuan walked straight down and changed places with Liu Cheng.

"Where are you going?" As soon as Fu Yizheng sat down, Han Yu asked, "Why don't you learn to run?"

"The husband doesn't come home all night, the wife insists on asking what happened. Man, you'd better tell the truth, otherwise you can choose one under the bed, under the bed, sofa or balcony tonight!" Gu Mo said to He Xu in a funny tone.

He Su couldn't understand, and asked, "What wife and husband?"

Gu Mo hooked her neck, played around her bangs with his fingertips, and said, "You're still young, it's normal that you don't understand."

"I'm 16," He Huan said in a low voice, "Not too young."

Gu Mo smiled and said, "Small."

"I'm ignoring you." He Xu covered his face with a book, not looking at Gu Mo.Gu Mo laughed straight.

Han Yu shook his head when he heard this, and said to himself, "Some people read books if they can't be idle."

"No one can control me." Gu Mo heard the sound and retorted.

Fu Yizheng confessed: "Go to the rooftop and wait for them to find me."

Without asking what was the matter, Han Yu turned to look at him and said, "Do you think it's appropriate for a disciplinary committee member to run around in class?"

"You?" Fu Yizheng leaned on his arm and said with a smile: "If you are so suitable for managing me, you must be suitable for managing others."

Han Yu glanced at him and nodded his book: "New semester, be more serious."

The next semester is the third year of senior high school, and the studies are even more stressful. After Han Yu studied for a few months, he found that his knowledge gap is very big. Fortunately, he woke up early and had time to make up for it. It's hard to get up.

Thinking of this, Han Yu thought of Ji Sining, wondering when he will come back, can he keep up with the progress?

During the Chinese New Year, Han Yu told Han Yuanchuan that his friend's parents were not at home and he was spending the New Year with him outside.Han Yuanchuan immediately agreed.

Han Yushi went to Fu Yizheng's house and stayed there for a few days, but he never saw Ji Sining come back.

He is abroad alone...

"By the way," Han Yu asked, "How is Si Ning?"

Fu Yizhen flipped through the book and said, "He sees a doctor while going to school, don't worry."

Ji Sining's courses are different from theirs. There is no college entrance examination in the foreign education system, but English and Chinese are subjects that Ji Sining is good at and are relatively easy to drop. Fu Yitang also invited domestic teachers to tutor him.

This is Ji Sining's own request.

Han Yu was heartbroken.

In this way, even if Ji Sining didn't come back, and didn't give up on himself, Han Yu hoped that he would do the same.

After Han Yu finished his homework, he took out his new textbook to look at the catalog, and went over what he was going to learn this semester so that he knew what he was going to learn.

"Hey, Xiao Yuer," Gu Mo turned his face and pointed to the index problem, "How to solve this problem, how to use its condition?"

Han Yu raised his eyes and didn't answer, so he came to ask him?

Gu Mo looked at him, and said again: "Didn't you write it?"

She saw that Han Yu had already done it at noon.

Fu Yizheng glanced at the question and said, "I can do it too, I'll teach you."

Gu Mo glanced at Han Yu, "You have hurt me countless times, and this time is not bad."

Fu Yizheng and Gu Mo discussed the topic.

"Brother Yu, Brother Yu!" Zheng Xiong walked down holding the biology book and grabbing his hair. It’s all added up, and I’m completely stunned, I don’t understand!”

Han Yu said, "Let me look at the topic first."

While explaining, Han Yu asked him if he understood?

Hearing Zheng Xiong's loud voice, Fu Yizheng's ears hurt, and he looked at Zheng Xiong with a wrenching pen, "Can you keep your voice down?"

Zheng Xiong shut his mouth.

Holding the pen, Han Yu glanced at Fu Yizheng to see how impatient he was. Zheng Xiong was standing, but he didn't let him sit down, and he was so angry.

Han Yu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go and sit in his place, you're giving me a headache."

Fu Yixuan stood up, pointed at Zheng Xiong's forehead, raised the end of his eyes, "You can do it, you can do it!"

Fu Yizheng took Zheng Xiong's seat and continued to discuss the topic with Gu Mo. After the explanation, he took out all the money and counted it.

The 2000 that Han Yu gave him was only 2600 left, plus the [-] tonight, the total is [-], and there are still three weeks left in this month.

He needs money!

Fu Yizhen emptied his head and began to think about how to make money.

After a while, when he had an idea, he took out his phone and looked at his contacts to see if he could borrow some money from him.

But after thinking about it, the 1000 and [-] were spent in a few clicks.

No.

Too little.

Fu Yizhen wanted a way to get money quickly.

After a few days of deliberation, he decided to take the Jinyuan apartment under his name to the bank for a mortgage, and then use the money to speculate in stocks.

Get ready to make a fortune.

A wise man does not fight unprepared.

Fu Yizheng learned about stocks in private.

It has to be said that he is very talented in this aspect of his interest, and he figured out the entire operation process in just a few days.

After the bank funds arrived, all his 500 million funds were invested in the stock market.

When the stock market becomes popular, he does not sell it, but when it becomes green, he still wants to wait for the second rising peak point.

Fu Yizhen looks at his mobile phone every day when he eats, sleeps, and goes to class to analyze the trend of stocks.

However, the second peak didn't come, and he lost all his money.

The stock he bought fell all the way down below the price at which it was received.

It became a waste stock.

During class, the mobile phone he was holding rang. It was the repayment information of the bank information, and the loan will be repaid next month.

This Fu Yizheng is not worried at all, he will have pocket money next month.

But 500 million would be gone if he said no, he was not reconciled.

After class, Fu Yizheng went to the salesman of the stock company to trouble him. They were the ones who suggested buying it at the beginning.

The other party said that it is normal to lose money. I didn’t make a profit this time. I will change another one next time. Ask him if he still has funds?

Fu Yizheng's tone was impatient, and he started cursing directly.

The other party refused to accept it, and verbally attacked him through the mobile phone. Finally, the other party said out of breath: "You are such an idiot!"

"You dare to scold me?" Fu Yizheng's eyes sparkled, panting heavily, he said, "Don't let me touch you, or your life will be lost!"

The other side hung up the phone.

Fu Yizheng investigated this company deeply, it is a scam company.Can't find anyone.

Fu Yizheng wandered around the corridor for a while in despair, then returned to the classroom, sitting there disoriented.Seeing that his complexion was not good, Han Yu walked to the first table and asked, "Unwell?"

There was nothing comfortable about Fu Yizheng.

Besides his brother Yu, who would dare to call him an idiot?

The key is to cheat his money.

The key is that he still believes.

Fu Yizhen shook his head and sighed, "I have a headache."

"You haven't studied hard these few days, and you play with your mobile phone every day." Han Yu saw that he was playing with his mobile phone anytime and anywhere, and reminded: "You can't do this."

"I'll learn later." Fu Yizheng rubbed his forehead and asked, "Is Brother Yu rich?"

"What are you going to do again? It's only been less than a month, and the three thousand I just gave you yesterday is gone?" Han Yu couldn't spend so much in a semester, and said coldly: "Eating should be good, and drinking should be expensive. , why are you so hard to serve when you don’t even wear your clothes wrinkled at all?”

I have to study by myself in the evening.

"Forget it, forget it." Hearing the complaint in the words, Fu Yizhen didn't want to make trouble, and looked back at him, "Go back to your seat, and I will wait later."

Han Yu turned around and said, "Read by yourself, don't even think about asking for money, I don't have any."

Fu Yizhen waved his hand and said, "Understood."

As soon as Han Yu left, Fu Yizheng began to think about it, thinking where else could he get money?

He couldn't live a day like this.

After a while, he came up with another way.

That is to speculate in game currency, which is relatively safe, that is, there must be start-up funds.

This time he learned to be smart, and went home to take the fucking jewelry and his father's famous watch, and took them back to school and put them away quietly.

He didn't understand the goods, so he studied hard for a few days about jewelry knowledge. When he was free, he found a regular merchant and sold more than 1000 million yuan.

He repaid Han Yu's five thousand, and a few thousand from his friends. With the rest of the money, he found an international game platform where millions of people were active every day. It was reliable, and all his money was Bought game coins.

Watching over a baby every day, waiting for it to appreciate in value.

After slowly appreciating again, Fu Yizhen discovered a new problem.

After his coins are listed on the game market, no one will collect such a large amount of coins, and they will not charge much, so they can only sell them little by little.

After selling it for a few days, I only earned more than 1 yuan.

At this speed, I don't know when and what month it will be back.

Fu Yixuan was thinking hard with his eyes closed at night.

One month is equivalent to a loss of 2000 million.

He is sleepless all night.

The effect of insomnia was remarkable, and his eyes were still swollen during recess the next day.Han Yu came up and asked him, "Did you play with your phone again at night?"

"Give me your mobile phone in the future." Han Yu looked at him haggard, "I can only play during the day."

At this time, Fu Yizheng's call came.

It's his dad.

Fu Yizheng picked it up, tired of coping, and said calmly: "I'm in class, what's the matter?"

On the phone, Yi Heng took a deep breath and let it out again, as if suppressing anger.

Then he said slowly: "Son, you really surprised me. You dare to sell the wedding souvenirs I gave to my mother. What else are you afraid of!"

this matter?

It's an old account from a week ago.

And so much jewelry...

Only sold a little.

Who knew his father could tell the difference so clearly?

"How would I know?" Fu Yizheng said confidently: "I don't think my mother often wears it, so I think it's expired."

"..." Yi Heng paused for a long time before saying, "The pocket money for next month is gone."

Fu Yizheng asked, "What did you say?!"

"If you don't know how to repent, if you talk to me in this tone again, you don't even want a dime." Yi Heng seemed very angry.

"How dare you treat me like this!" Fu Yizhen gritted his teeth.

"What about me?" Yi Heng interrupted him loudly, and said coldly, "I am your father!"

"I'm going to tell my mother!" Fu Yizheng threatened.

Yi Heng took a breath, and then said calmly: "One year's pocket money, I can take care of myself."

Lost your pocket money for a year?

Fu Yizheng's scalp was tingling, and he confirmed again: "No, isn't it a month?"

Yi Heng said coldly: "If you have the ability, you can sue. I have sent a message, and it is useless for you to sue the sky."

The surrounding sounds seemed to be inaudible.

Realizing that his father's coming was real, Fu Yizhang hung on empty-heartedly, thinking to himself, how could it have turned into a year!

His house payment will be repaid next month, what will he eat and use next?What about the days to come?

The sky fell in vain.