Chapter 43 The Stock God
The two guys were walking around in the shop, talking to each other. Xiaozhe thought the big European-style bed was very novel. The headboard was so big and there was such a big flower on it. He liked it a little.
Yuan Shurui's eyes flashed. He didn't like the big European-style bed. It was too similar to the one in his room. He hated everything in that house.
Yuan Shurui whispered, "This is the bed that foreigners sleep on. Our house is a courtyard house, so it's weird to put them together."
Xiaozhe thought for a moment and said, "You're right. We can't let this happen. Ruirui, you really know a lot."
Yuan Shurui smiled embarrassedly, and the two children went to the other side hand in hand to choose furniture.
Du Ruo stood in front of a set of sofas. The style and material were both good, and had a bit of the taste of modern neo-Chinese furniture.
The salesperson enthusiastically introduced her that this female comrade was obviously wealthy and that they all received commissions nowadays. If they could get this deal, they would have this month's sales performance.
The salesperson said: "This piece of furniture is a new design by our designer.
Last time, a boss said that he wanted some unique Chinese-style furniture, and our designers worked overtime to complete the drawings.
The boss was very satisfied, so we made some and put them here to see if anyone else likes them.”
Du Ruo thinks it's not bad. Since there are children at home, the home style should be a little more lively. This kind of new Chinese style sofa is very comfortable to sit on and is suitable for Han Zhe to rest.
The two children chose their beds and pulled Du Ruo over to see them. Du Ruo raised her eyebrows, a little surprised. She knew that her son liked new and novel things.
The styles of these two beds are both simple, but not simplistic. The details are handled very well and they look very tasteful.
Du Ruo glanced at Yuan Shurui. This child...
It took a whole morning to finally choose everything. There were still a few items of furniture that needed to be customized. Du Ruo paid the money directly, left his home address, and had someone deliver the furniture to his home for installation the next day.
I went downstairs and took my two children to KFC. KFC just settled in Beijing last year and has rapidly expanded to major provincial capitals this year. This store has just opened, and although the prices are not low, there are quite a lot of people coming.
Du Ruo originally wanted to turn around and leave, but when he saw the two children were very excited, he had to wait for a while.
After a lot of effort, a table was finally vacated. Du Ruo sat down with her two children, went to the bar to place their order, and was given two small toys as a gift.
Du Ruo brought the toys back and divided them between the two children. The two children were very surprised and were whispering about something.
Children really need a companion. It's not just Yuan Shurui. Du Ruo also found that Han Zhe has been smiling more in the past two days, which is also good.
Suddenly, the two kids crawled under the table. Du Ruo said, "What are you doing? Get up quickly."
Yuan Shurui climbed up holding a worn-out black leather bag and said to Du Ruo, "Auntie, look?"
Du Ruo was very surprised. Why was there this thing under the table?
She stretched out her hand to take the purse, but unexpectedly the zipper of the purse was broken, and the things inside fell to the ground, including a pile of manuscript papers.
The three of them picked up the things in a hurry. These were other people's things and they had to be put back.
Du Ruo was about to put the manuscript into her bag when her eyes froze. The manuscript was covered with lines of different heights. What was this?
The three were eating when a man wearing glasses ran in hurriedly.
He looked around the store and strode towards Du Ruo.
He ran to the table and asked breathlessly, "Comrade, have you seen my bag?"
The two young guys lifted their bags from the seats and said to the man, "Uncle, here you go."
The man thanked Du Ruo with great joy and said, "Your two children are really well-behaved. My last name is Shang. These things are very important to me. Thank you very much."
Before he could finish his words, a woman came running up from behind him with great momentum, hit him on the face, and cursed, "Why am I so unlucky? I married a good-for-nothing like you? Your shabby bag is just a bunch of rags. I couldn't even catch the train, so I had to come back to get it.
How much is this pile of scrap paper worth? I spent over a hundred dollars on a train ticket, and you wasted it like this, you bastard, I will beat you to death."
The man struggled and explained, "That's not waste paper. It's the stock trend I studied. I spent a lot of effort to get the stock information from Hong Kong City. I would rather die than throw it away."
After hearing his last words, Du Ruo was speechless. She really wanted to say to this elder brother, his life was gone, everything was gone, this pile of paper was really useless.
Hearing him say this, the woman seemed a little discouraged. She stopped what she was doing and said to him, "We are already getting divorced, so I won't go to Pengcheng with you. You can do whatever you want."
Watching his wife covering her face and walking away, the man lowered his head and said nothing. After a long while, he squatted down and slowly picked up the manuscript papers that were scattered on the ground, one by one, into his bag.
Han Zhe and Yuan Shurui were also busy picking. A smile flashed in the man's eyes and he reached out and touched the two children's heads.
When Du Ruo saw that everything was packed, he said to the man, "My last name is Du, and these are my two children. Do you want to sit down and rest for a while?"
The man sat down on the chair dejectedly, wiped his face with his hand, pulled himself together, and said to Du Ruo: "My name is Shang Yi, thank you very much."
Du Ruo looked at the horizontal line above his head and thought, can the stock god also be so unlucky sometimes?
Shang Yit, the myth of the stock market.
No one knew his past. All we knew was that he was divorced and had no son. He made a lot of money speculating in stocks in the late 1980s, but was cheated out of all his money by his partner.
Later, he moved to Hong Kong and joined Yuan Tingchuan's team. He created several stock market myths and made great contributions to the boss.
Maybe she could try to pry open Yuan Tingchuan's corner now?
Du Ruo's eyes flickered as he said, "Just now your manuscript fell to the ground. I took a look and it seemed to be a stock market analysis chart?"
Shang Yi's eyes lit up. Not many people knew about stocks nowadays, and most of them thought he was a liar. How could this female comrade know about stocks?
Shang Yi said: "Do you know about stocks?"
Du Ruo nodded: "I know very little about the stock market, but I am very optimistic about it. The country is developing prosperously, and the stock market will definitely usher in a bull market. Although there will inevitably be fluctuations, this is all normal."
Shang Yi's eyes sparkled and he nodded continuously. This female comrade's ideas coincided with his own. She was truly a life-long confidant.