When the drama comes

"Hello, Ms. Chu, according to the previous agreement, your futures account will be closed after reaching the fixed point. The current profit is 470 million, are you sure?"

"I'm sure I can close the position today."

Compared with the uncertain tone of the futures brokerage, Chu Shangqing was very firm.

She calculated the data model based on the data she got from the "plot" and used this model to apply the futures trend of rebar and then added her own judgment on the futures market to make a decision. Her purpose is to verify the data by the way Make money, not take every penny of profit.

It is also dangerous to think that you are a "prophet" and become greedy.

Even more dangerous than "ignorance".

After finishing the call with the futures broker, Chu Shangqing got out of the car and walked quickly into the elevator.

Fu Nanshang was away, so no one cared if she was looking at her mobile phone while walking. She looked at the messages sent on her mobile phone, with a faint smile on her face.

"Hey, Fang Zhuoye, let's have dinner together tonight. I'll treat you to stewed fish."

……

The fresh carp weighs four and a half catties. After a few days in the clean water pond, the smell of mud has gone away. After showing its appearance in the slipping net carried by the shopkeeper, it went straight to the kitchen.

Fang Zhuo was drooling at the sight.

With a cool look on his face, half of the words "stewed live fish" have been eliminated. Without the coolness, there is only energy left.

"Where did you find such a store?"

"Introduced by a friend." Chu Shangqing didn't drive, ordered a large glass of draft beer, and ordered a few skewers of grilled mutton and grilled prawns. The mutton can't be sure that the source of the meat can't be eaten by Fang Zhuo, but the prawns can be eaten Son.

Fang Zhuo also looked at her face, grabbed a handful of boiled edamame, and said while knocking: "Friend? Was it introduced by your boss?"

Chu Shangqing nodded: "This porridge is very good."

The restaurant that Fu Nanshang introduced to her always has good hot porridge because of her stomach.

"But I introduced you to this restaurant because the fish here is a bit like Teacher Fang."

"Like my aunt?" Fang Zhuo was also stunned for a moment, and smiled, "It's really like my aunt's store will close in less than a month, Chu Shangqing, in your heart, you may beautify my aunt into a fairy, she The craftsmanship... made me think that I had a major misunderstanding of Chinese food before."

In Fang Zhuoye's opinion, the Chinese dishes cooked by Vietnamese are more decent than those made by his aunt.

"Immortal?" Chu Shangqing smiled and shook his head, picked up two peanuts and squeezed open the shells boiled in salt water, "The immortals never saved me."

Teacher Fang really saved Chu Shangqing. Using stewed chicken, stewed fish, and stewed meat in a small bowl, he saved a little girl who was on the verge of starving to death every day.

"Don't say that either. My aunt didn't save you either. You saved yourself."

There was silence in the small room for a while.

The chubby female boss brought in a can of corn stubble porridge, and the heat steamed on the glass window and turned into water.

The soft and rotten corn kernels melted in his stomach, and Fang Zhuo became even hungrier.

Seeing her appearance, Chu Shangqing said, "Why didn't you let someone stew the fish first after you waited for so long."

Even if she is on time after work, the evening rush hour in Beijing is uncontrollable. Fang Zhuo, an idler, came early and just ate three plates of Huamaoyi (peanuts mixed with edamame) without ordering. In Chu Shangqing's opinion, it was quite not efficient.

"I didn't come too early." Fang Zhuo also leaned on the back of the chair and said, "I got lost and wandered around for an hour."

Chu Shangqing was speechless.

Fang Zhuo had already finished the fifth plate of Huamaoyi by the time the stewed fish was served.

Seeing the gurgling carp belly, she ordered two more bowls of rice.

"I think he's a good guy now."

Chu Shangqing thought for a while before realizing that the person Fang Zhuo had vaguely mentioned was Fu Nanshang.

"You think I'm good when you see him squatting at my door?"

"I'm looking at you. I trust you, so I naturally think that the person you like is not bad. Just like this restaurant, you think this restaurant is delicious, and I think it's not bad even if I haven't tried it yet."

Fang Zhuo also unceremoniously clipped off the entire fish tail, leaving the tip of the tail for Chu Shangqing, and she took the rest.

"Besides, he guards against me more than against thieves. The way he looks at me reminds me of Lu Laogou from Sheng Luoluo's family."

Because of his appearance, Fang Zhuo has also been misunderstood as a boy since he was a child, and this is not the first time he has received hostility from male mammals.

"It's different." Chu Shangqing shook his head, "It is true that many people have misunderstood our relationship, but we are not."

These people included Chen Zhanghan and Liu Yin who had been working with them for many years. It took her a long time to explain it. Even Ms. Gu came to Lehai for the first time to discuss cooperation, and she thought that she and Fu Nanshang had some kind of relationship other than friends and colleagues.

"When I was sure that I liked him, I confessed." After drinking a bottle of beer, Chu Shangqing began to eat the stewed noodles in the fish soup, "He rejected me without hesitation." .”

19-year-old Chu Shangqing knows what to like.

She appreciates Fu Nanshang's appearance, agrees with his thoughts, more importantly, she can easily enjoy a period of time by his side, even the tedious work day after day, let her taste the past life Sweeter than ever before.

So, one month after Fu Nanshang blocked Chen Zhanghan's entanglement for her, one night when Fu Nanshang sent her back to school, she said:

"Fu Nanshang, I think I like you."

The man walking in front of her turned around.

His hair was longer than before, disheveled by the evening wind.

He straightened his hair with a troubled expression on his face.

"Little girl is a little bit big, how many people have you met? You know what it means to like?"

"I know." The 19-year-old Chu Shangqing was very determined, but in fact she was very nervous. This was the first time she took out the only things she had, hoping that someone would accept them, "Fu Nanshang, I think to be with you."

The red light is on, and cars are coming and going on the road.

The 19-year-old has also experienced people trampling back and forth in her life, and someone struggling to pull her out. She knows the thickness of her heart, and what she can bear is a heavy love.

Especially Fu Nanshang, she took a share of the trust she had accumulated in her life with difficulty and gave it to the other party.

He believed in the big boy who stood behind the iron gate on his own initiative since the very beginning of his acquaintance.

22-year-old Fu Nanshang smiled helplessly:

"You're too young. I just told Chen Zhanghan that people can't be such beasts."

The curly fluffy hair fluttered in the wind, Chu Shangqing was serious: "You are only three years older than me, 19-year-old Fu Nanshang can run back to Beijing from the United States, why can't 19-year-old Chu Shangqing like you?"

"Because when I was 22, I thought I was an idiot when I was 19." Fu Nanshang still said with a smile.

When the green light came on, he took Chu Shangqing's arm and walked quickly across the road.

The wind was blowing, and his coat was billowing.

The shadow became very large, covering Chu Shangqing's entire heart at once.

"Chu Shangqing, your liking is very, very precious." Fu Nanshang's voice came from the direction of the wind, "It's too precious, I dare not accept it."

This is Fu Nanshang.

He held her heart well and put it down gently, not wanting to let her feel a little bit of pain and soreness.

Chu Shangqing remembered bending down and bowing at the gate of her school.

"Thank you."

Thank you for rejecting me so gently.

Thank you for letting Chu Shangqing know that Chu Shangqing's likes are precious.

A few days after that, Fu Nanshang's first project after starting a business died, and Chu Shangqing walked over with her trust. This time, her trust was not called "like", but "encouragement". She began to provide "Plan B" to Fu Nanshang.

It's been six years now.

"It's been six years, and you confessed once?"

Fang Zhuo also ate the fish head, taking the time to express his surprise.

"Once is enough, he won't read the same project document twice." Chu Shangqing said softly, otherwise, she didn't have to regard herself as the "Plan B" chosen by Fu Nanshang.

19-year-old Chu Shangqing, trembling and careful, has a very precious love.

25-year-old Chu Shangqing feels that the most precious thing in the world is herself.

"I don't understand." Fang Zhuo also shook his head, "I like a man, it doesn't matter how many times he has read the project paper, it doesn't matter whether he rejected me, you have to try..."

"How long will you try?" Chu Shangqing asked back, "Trying and then failing will wear you down. Moreover, knowing that you will fail, what is the value of trying?"

"I tried once in six years, why do you know you will fail? Isn't this just a tentative punch and then stop?" Fang Zhuo also frowned, she opened her hand and then clenched it, looking at herself Fist full of scars, "Besides, I said I would try, of course I have to let the other party understand that he can't get rid of me, that I can suppress him, beat him, subdue him, and he has to seriously consider whether to cooperate with me and adapt to me. I like myself."

Ms. Fang Zhuoye, the world women's boxing lightweight boxing champion and newly promoted MMA champion, also has a boxing champion's style in her emotional outlook.

If it is said that Chu Shangqing's life was once full of hope and elusiveness, she learned self-discipline and self-control.

Then Fang Zhuo, who spends most of his life in exchange for fists, is also more accustomed to fighting and confronting enemies.

At this moment, the silent person became Chu Shangqing.

"You are Chu Shangqing, you should get what you want."

Fang Zhuo, who had zipped up his coat to the top, said the same thing to her when they parted.

Chu Shangqing watched her back disappear at the end of the road, and finally lowered her head and sighed.

It was a very peaceful night.

Some people have dinner with friends to discuss the concept of love.

Someone dreamed of the past many years ago late at night, but the color changed, the dim streetlights turned pink, the frank confession became the breath in front of them, and the rejection became an invitation...

There are also people watching gossip online.

At 12:30 in the evening, a certain entertainment media account sent a message that a female artist who became famous four years ago walked out of a villa late at night.

Netizens ate melons and watched as the direction of public opinion shifted from the female artist to the owner of the villa.

Fu Xuechen, the second son of Fu Cheng, the former chairman of the Fu Group, was the former prince of the group, and a master of finance from a prestigious foreign school.

But such Fu Xuechen is still obsessed with charity, and donates a large amount of money to student aid projects every year.

The template-like life experience of the protagonist of the novel is written in a colorful way.

The people who eat melons were amazed when they saw it, and even sent the words "Fu Xuechen, the fugitive hero of the romance novel" into the hot search.

By [-] o'clock the next morning, Fu Xuechen's related articles were still at the top of the hot search list. People regretted that such an outstanding person was destined to be accompanied by a wheelchair.

At this time, new revelations emerged.

Fu Xuechen's degree fraud

When Fu Xuechen led, Fu's engineering problems were frequent

Fu Xuechen started in chaos and ended up abandoning

Fu Xuechen's donation never arrived

……

When a person falls, few people will look at it.

Let a person fly into the sky and then fall down, so that thousands of people will look up.

Secretary Chu was in a good mood. The coriander beef sandwich for breakfast today seemed not as neatly cut as before, so she didn't take it seriously.