The two little guys were walking around in the store, 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 a bed foreigners sleep on. Our house is a quadrangle courtyard, so it's weird to pair them together."
Xiaozhe thought for a moment and said, "You're right. We can't have this. 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 stopped in front of a set of sofas. The style and material were good, and they had a bit of the taste of later-generation new Chinese-style furniture.
The salesperson introduced the product to her enthusiastically. It was obvious that this female comrade was wealthy. They all received commissions now. If they could close this deal, they would have achieved good sales for this month.
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 designer 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 thought it was not bad. Since there were children at home, the home style should be a little more lively. This new Chinese style sofa was very comfortable to sit on and was 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.
Both beds have a simple style, but they are not simplistic. The details are handled very well and look very tasteful.
Du Ruo glanced at Yuan Shurui. This child...
It took him a whole morning to finally choose everything. There were still a few pieces of furniture that needed to be customized. Du Ruo paid the money directly, left his home address, and had the furniture delivered to his home for installation the next day.
I went downstairs and took my two children to KFC. KFC only settled in Beijing last year, and this year it has rapidly expanded to major provincial capitals. This store has just opened, and although the prices are not low, there are a lot of people coming.
Du Ruo originally wanted to turn around and leave, but seeing the two children were very excited, he had to wait for a while.
After a lot of effort, a table was finally available. Du Ruo sat down with her two children, went to the bar to order, and was given two small toys as a gift.
Du Ruo took the toys back and divided them among 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 children crawled under the table. Du Ruo said, "What are you doing? Get up quickly."
Yuan Shurui climbed up holding a worn 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 contents scattered all over the floor. It was a pile of manuscript paper.
The three people picked it up in a hurry. These were someone else's things and they had to put them back.
Du Ruo was about to put the manuscript into her bag when her eyes paused. The manuscript was covered with uneven lines. 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 little guys lifted the bag from the seat and said to the man, “Uncle, here you go.”
The man thanked Du Ruo with great joy, saying, "Your two children are so well-behaved. My last name is Shang, and 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 and started to hit him, cursing, "Why am I so unlucky? I married a loser like you. Your shabby bag is just a bunch of rags. I missed the train and had to come back to get them.
How much is this pile of scrap paper worth? I spent over a hundred yuan on a train ticket, and you wasted it, you bastard, I'll beat you to death."
The man struggled as he explained, "That's not waste paper. It's the stock market trends I researched. I spent a lot of effort to get the stock information from Hong Kong. I'd rather die than lose it."
After hearing his last words, Du Ruo was speechless. She really wanted to say to this big brother, his life is gone, everything is gone, this pile of paper is really useless.
Hearing him say this, the woman seemed a little disheartened. She stopped what she was doing and said to him, "Anyway, we're getting divorced. I won't go to Pengcheng with you. It's up to you to do whatever you want."
Watching his wife covering her face and walking away, the man lowered his head and said nothing. After a long time, 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 up things for him. 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. Would you like to sit down and rest for a while?"
The man sat dejectedly on the chair, wiped his face with his hand, 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?
Shang Yi, the legend of the stock market.
No one knew his past. All we knew was that he was divorced and had lost his son. He made a lot of money speculating in the stock market in the late 1980s, but was cheated out of everything 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 into Yuan Tingchuan's corner now?
Du Ruo's eyes flashed as he said, "Your manuscript just fell to the ground. I took a look and it seems to be a stock market analysis chart?"
Shang Yi's eyes lit up. Not many people knew about stocks these days, and most people thought he was a liar. How could this female comrade know about it?
Shang Yi said, "Do you know about stocks?"
Du Ruo nodded. "I only know a little about the stock market, but I'm very optimistic about it. The country is developing vigorously, and the stock market will definitely usher in a bull market. Although there are inevitable fluctuations, this is all normal."
Shang Yi's eyes lit up as he listened and he nodded continuously. This female comrade's ideas coincided with his own. She was truly a life-long confidant.
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