292 Afraid that she wasn't spending his money
Jiang Baohai believes that it is very unmanly for a man to ask his woman how much money she has.
But he never expected that one day he would ask the same question.
When he saw Gao Qinghe's playful look, he immediately regretted it.
Jiang Baohai wanted to put his wife back in his arms, but his hands were out of control and he hugged her even tighter.
"No more talking, let's watch TV."
"No~" Gao Qinghe refused.
Now that she had asked, she was ready to give him a little shock.
Want to run? No way!
"Are you short of money?"
Gao Qinghe turned her husband's face back, looked into his eyes and asked curiously.
A pair of beautiful eyes are watery, and her eyelashes are long and curled, flickering like two small fans, seducing people without knowing it.
"No."
Jiang Baohai held her with one hand and picked up the remote control with the other hand to change the channel.
Gao Qinghe snatched the remote control, threw it aside, and asked again:
"If you're not short of money, why are you asking suddenly?"
Jiang Baohai said helplessly: "I won't say anymore, just think I just had a brain seizure."
He glanced at the clock on the wall. It was half past nine. It was getting late. He took the person in his arms and sat him aside. He stood up and said, "I'll go get some water, wash your feet, and get ready for bed."
"Don't leave!"
Gao Qinghe quickly reached out and pulled the man back, then turned over and sat on him, grabbing the man's chin and said with a smile:
"Ask again quickly, and I'll tell you if you ask again."
Jiang Baohai narrowed his eyes slightly, his damn curiosity was aroused again.
"real?"
Gao Qinghe nodded seriously.
Jiang Baohai's lips curled up slightly. "Then let me ask you, how much money did you make from reselling government bonds last year?"
Gao Qinghe immediately made a proud gesture.
Jiang Baohai raised his eyebrows. It was expected. He had guessed it would be about this number.
But I still took a deep breath.
"What now?"
Gao Qinghe raised his hand and waved, "Just what you see now, a few houses and two companies."
He paused for two seconds deliberately, "And the three million or so in my Shanghai stock account."
Three million?
Jiang Baohai suspected that he might have heard it wrong.
“How many shares?”
Gao Qinghe made a three with her hands and whispered in his ear, "Three million isn't a lot, right, husband?"
This cheeky tone made Jiang Bao Haiya so jealous that he almost bit it to pieces.
He pushed the person away a little and looked at her again. She was beautiful no matter how he looked at her.
Isn’t it said that when God opens a window for you, he will also close another window for you?
Why can the woman in front of him open both windows?
They are all reborn, so why did God only open one window for him!
A woman who only knew how to spend money in her previous life actually learned how to make money in this life?
Jiang Baohai let himself fall on the sofa, lost in thought.
Gao Qinghe discovered that her husband became unwell after learning that she still had three million in stocks.
The melodramatic TV series ended at 10 o'clock sharp, and the couple washed up and went to bed.
It's a rare occasion that my daughter doesn't sleep with me, so it's a good time to do something.
But Gao Qinghe found that every time he turned over, he would be pushed back forcefully.
Not only that, the man tonight was particularly fierce, as if he wanted to prove something. It was not until she bit his shoulder with her teeth that the crazy man stopped.
Suddenly, what else did Gao Qinghe not understand?
The old man's self-esteem was stimulated by his three million.
But the last time he found out that she had over 200,000, didn’t he say that she was his God of Wealth?
Jiang Baohai looked at his wife's sleeping face and knew that she didn't understand a man's heart at all.
Two hundred thousand and three million, are they the same concept?
Jiang Baohai rubbed the bite mark on his shoulder, secretly regretting why he asked so stupidly.
He was not afraid of her squandering money or dressing up and enjoying herself.
I’m afraid that she’s not spending his money!
In Jiang Baohai's view, whether in his previous life or this life, being rich is his biggest advantage.
But now, his only advantage is gone in front of Gao Qinghe. Will this woman still be content with him in the future?
It's very suspenseful!
Thinking of this, Jiang Baohai's heart was in turmoil and he couldn't sleep all night.
Gao Qinghe had a good dream last night and woke up early.
When I opened my eyes, I was surprised to see a handsome face with dark circles under his eyes.
"Jiang Baohai, what are you doing?" Gao Qinghe patted his chest and asked unhappily.
Jiang Baohai didn't say anything, just kissed her hard twice, got out of bed and got dressed.
Gao Qinghe was puzzled, but couldn't sleep, so she got up, put on her clothes, knocked on her mother-in-law's door, and took out her daughter who had already woken up to feed her.
When Jiang Baohai saw his daughter, he seemed to have just remembered that he and Gao Qinghe already had a child, and a smile of ecstasy appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He and Gao Qinghe even have a child in this life. For the sake of the child, she can't possibly run away, right?
"Daddy's little Yueyue, I haven't seen you all night. Do you miss me?"
Jiang Baohai, who was about to go out with his briefcase, suddenly ran back and squatted in front of the sofa to tease his daughter.
The little one was eating breast milk happily, but was immediately distracted by this. He turned his head to look at his father, and played with the "rice bowl" with his little hands, laughing.
Gao Qinghe turned his daughter's head back and glared at Jiang Baohai unhappily.
"What's wrong with you so early in the morning?"
Jiang Baohai coughed twice, "Ahem, well, I'll go to the company then."
Gao Qinghe: "Go ahead." I don't know why he was hesitating.
Jiang Baohai kissed his wife and daughter and left.
After arriving at the mine, I looked at the empire I had built with all these years of hard work.
Jiang Baohai was instantly full of confidence again.
He thought that it was easy to have random thoughts at night.
Now it seems that three million stocks are no match for his coal mine.
You're worrying too much. Really worrying too much.
......
Gao Qinghe said she has long been accustomed to her husband's occasional inexplicable behavior.
After New Year’s Day 1991, it was the twelfth lunar month.
After Laba Festival, the whole county begins to look forward to the upcoming Chinese New Year.
Gao Qingmiao store launched a discount promotion before the New Year. With the arrival of a wave of people returning home from other places, the business in the store is booming.
After Mo Xiaohong left, the store hired two new salespeople.
A married woman in her twenties with sales experience, and a seventeen-year-old student girl who works temporarily during the winter vacation.
Occasionally, when the store is too busy, Gao Qingya, who is on vacation, will come downstairs to help.
The village primary school was on winter vacation, and Old Mrs. Tian sold one of the two pigs she raised.
The pig dealer came to pick up a fat pig weighing 300 kilograms and gave me a price of one yuan for one pig, a total of 330 yuan.
I will continue to raise the remaining one, planning to kill it before the New Year and eat it for my family during the Spring Festival.
There were also chickens that she had raised for a year, but Old Mrs. Tian only kept a few and sold the rest. Together with the money from selling the pigs, she got a total of 400 yuan.
This year, our family's fields were all given to other families to plant, and the grain we received was just enough for the whole family to eat for a year.
As soon as the village primary school was on vacation, Gao Chongyi went to the city with the two hundred kilograms of rice prepared by the old lady.
One hundred kilograms was given to Gao Qingmiao.
He personally delivered one hundred pounds of the stuff to Gao Qinghe in Zhaozhuang, and came by to discuss something with his daughter.
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