Standing at a distance, Jin Ziduo seemed to have overheard something, and his eyes darkened.
Can imperfect children receive love?
He didn't understand this, but at this moment he clearly realized the difference between himself and Zhou Xinya.
At school, they were both model students who were the most disciplined.
The teacher often praised the two of them for being "sensible and like adults."
Therefore, it's only natural that Jin Ziduo felt that Zhou Xinya was the same kind of person as herself.
He completed the task almost perfectly and remained calm in the face of adversity.
But now it seems they are not the same kind of people.
Zhou Xinya can act cute and be an imperfect child.
But I can't.
"Ziduo, what are you looking at?" Liu Qing suddenly interrupted Jin Ziduo's thoughts, pointing to the Christmas tree next to him—
"Do you want that one?"
"Since you've been staring at it, your aunt will buy it for you."
The Christmas tree was already being decorated with gifts, and Liu Qing pointed to a plastic snowman that could light up.
Inside, red, blue, and green lights alternate, hanging at the very top of the treetops.
Many children wanted it, so Liu Qing naturally assumed that Jin Ziduo also wanted it.
You have to queue up, and each person draws a number once.
Jin Ziduo instinctively rejected the lottery game, saying, "No, I don't like it, it's too childish."
That's true; he doesn't like these little toys.
But Liu Qing didn't believe him. She put her hands on her hips, glanced down at him, and said, "Then what was with that envious look you gave me just now?"
A single word jolted him awake; Jinzi turned his head in astonishment—
Envious? Me?
He himself didn't realize he was envious, but others did.
but--
That's not what he envied.
Clearing his throat to suppress the emotions welling up inside, the young man said calmly, "I'm leaving. I'll wait for you outside."
It must be because I was too bored that I had that kind of emotion.
For the first time in his life, Jin Ziduo actually understood what it felt like to feel inferior and envious.
Normally, others would envy him.
......
Two days after the dinner, Sun Lifang received a notification from [Zhiyuan] that she could withdraw 25 million yuan without commission.
This was the first time Sun Lifang had ever faced such a large sum of money; it felt like a dream.
She messaged [Zhiyuan], "How should I handle the 'Source of Large Funds' section?"
Are you kidding? With so much money, won't they come after us?
[Zhiyuan] quickly replied: "After you initiate the withdrawal, the commission will be transferred to your bank account in batches from the overseas account through legal means such as equity investment and gambling profits."
"You only need to pay attention to the phone calls from bank managers who come to visit you."
Sun Lifang: "Won't there be any trouble?"
The feeling of becoming rich overnight is wonderful, but the thought of having to communicate with the bank manager...
Who knows what they might notice?
[Zhiyuan]: "Any investment gains or losses after funds are withdrawn are unrelated to this software. The final interpretation of this activity belongs to Shiguang Technology Co., Ltd."
Tsk tsk tsk, back to that cold, mechanical voice, not even bothering to put on an act.
For orders with high gold prices, since they were expedited orders, [Zhiyuan] didn't take a commission and didn't make any money. They wouldn't even say a few more words to us.
There's absolutely no human touch to it.
With a snort, Sun Lifang filled out a form on a newly issued card to confirm the withdrawal.
After completing the operation, I regained my composure.
Although the money looks like a lot, it's hard to keep.
Besides the revenue from the orders, Sun Lifang's batch of goods, which she had partnered with the factory and the magazine, was also sold out.
A warehouse full of face creams and lipsticks sold out instantly thanks to Yoshiko Takeuchi's various bundled sales and marketing strategies.
After finding a new way to make money, Yoshiko Takeuchi suggested starting a small trading company to make it easier to source goods later.
These are goods specifically designed for customs clearance and are best-selling, with sales comparable to those in department stores.
The price is low, and the sales channels are wide.
Yoshiko Takeuchi said, "This time, after deducting the cost of freight procurement, we actually earned more than the advertising fees."
The fact that there are no middlemen taking a cut and that you get the money directly is very attractive.
"I will send you the allocation details after the finance department files the taxes."
Making money should be a joyful thing, but Sun Lifang sensed something was off.
I asked her, "Why is your voice hoarse?"
Takeuchi Yoshiko's personality is both gentle and strong; she is decisive and ruthless in the business world. Sun Lifang is not surprised at all that she can execute marketing plans effectively.
To her surprise, Miko's voice had become hoarse.
How could someone who has a personal doctor on hand and eats only bland, watery food get internal heat?
"Don't lie to me, what happened to you?"
"Come out and talk, I'll treat you to dinner."
After saying that, Sun Lifang changed her clothes and prepared to go out.
By the end of December, the wind in Shanghai was already quite strong.
A strong wind was blowing, so I put on a long cashmere coat over it. It was cocoon-shaped, with my arms outstretched like a bat, which could cover my belly a little.
As I approach my seventh month of pregnancy, I'm getting tired of walking, so we decided to meet near my home.
Yoshiko Takeuchi said she drove over.
The best friends cared for each other, but when they arrived at the Japanese teahouse, Yoshiko Takeuchi actually arrived before her.
Inside, she wore a round-neck peacock blue base layer, revealing her beautifully shaped collarbone, and on top of that, a black kimono-style jacket, with wide-leg pants in the same color scheme at the bottom.
The blue velvet top became the finishing touch to the whole outfit, showing that she has a great sense of style.
Hearing the voice, he turned his head slightly and smiled at Sun Lifang, saying, "I've broken up."
When Sun Lifang held his hand, it felt like holding a handful of ice; it was very cold.
Yoshiko Takeuchi tilted her head and said, "I told Xing Hui that we should part ways amicably."
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