Chapter 20
◎Antique necklace◎
At around three o'clock, Aile Electronics rose sharply and hit last year's high, and Liao Yazhe helped Fan Qi sell the stocks.
For her, the certainty of this stock is relatively high. After the market closed, she and Liao Yazhe reviewed today's operations together. The market was not good today. Liao Yazhe exited two stocks with a small loss and earned seven points on one, so he still made a profit overall.
For one of the stocks, she thought there was something wrong with it. She knew clearly that the overall market was not good, but she still wanted to push it up against the trend.
"Fan Qi, this is already very good. My father always told me that when we invest in stocks, we should make big profits when we can make money and make small losses when we lose money." Liao Yazhe has a very good attitude.
"Look at Fan Qi. She made four times the money in just a few days, but she is still analyzing the problems in her operations. What about you? Just take my words and let it go today?" Liao Jicheng hit his son.
Liao Yazhe looked at his father and said, "Dad, ever since Fan Qi came here, you have looked down on me."
Liao Jiqing ignored him and turned to Fan Qi and said, "Fan Qi, you should also attend the charity reception tomorrow night. I will introduce you to some old friends."
Why did she attend this kind of party? Fan Qi was annoyed in her previous life. She would donate anonymously to some institutions, schools and hospitals when she wanted to do charity. She smiled and said, "Mr. Liao, I don't have to go, right?"
"Let's go together! This charity dinner was initiated by Liu Xiangnian. Mrs. Xu is the chairman of the organizing committee of this year's reception, and Mrs. Feng will definitely attend. You have to make it clear to Mrs. Feng that it is her son who is pestering you." Liao Yazhe said.
Fan Qi nodded: "That makes sense."
"I'll ask my wife to come over tomorrow afternoon at three and take you to choose a dress and do your hair?" Liao Jiqing said to Fan Qi.
"OK."
After leaving Liao Jiqing's office, Fan Qi took her bag home and thought about what to eat. She felt uncomfortable without the seasonings.
I need to buy some meat to make spicy diced pork. I can't buy the thin noodles from Shanghai, so I'll just use bamboo noodles? Anyway, it's good as long as it has that flavor.
After Fan Qi got off the subway, she walked towards the vegetable market. When she entered the street, the meat stall was at the outermost. What a coincidence, Chen Zhiqian was standing in front of the meat stall. He looked at her and asked, "Are you off work?"
"Yeah." She walked over, "You came back early today."
"I didn't have much to do today, so I came back early."
The butcher handed over the bag, and Fan Qi reached out to take it, but Chen Zhiqian took it first and asked her, "I'll buy the vegetables, you go home first."
The original owner had a simple diet, and Chen Zhiqian usually bought the groceries for her. She liked the food herself, so how could she let others decide her dining table?
She said, “Let’s go shopping together.”
"Let's go! I bought the meat, and I need to buy other ingredients to make the hot sauce."
Huh? He actually had the same idea as her. He wanted to make hot sauce, but she just wanted to make spicy diced meat simply, and the hot sauce was better.
Fan Qi followed him and bought peanuts and potatoes.
If there are no bamboo shoots in Shanghai at this season, we can only use water bamboo shoots. But there are still bamboo shoots here?
Seeing that she was a little surprised, Chen Zhiqian said, "These are green bamboo shoots. They are very tender and a little sweet. They are unique to southern Fujian and Guangdong and Guangxi."
"So can we also stew pickled pork with preserved vegetables?"
"Sure. Let's go buy a piece of ham later. I just happened to cut a piece of ribs today with spareribs on it, and I was planning to make soup with it." Chen Zhiqian picked up a lettuce from the vegetable stall.
"Put dried tofu in the hot sauce, and buy some thin bean curd sheets, tie them into knots and put them in the pickled pork with preserved vegetables." Fan Qi couldn't wait and went to the stall, only to find that there were no thin bean curd sheets, only fried tofu skin.
Chen Zhiqian bought two pieces of dried tofu and two pieces of fried bean curd skin. Seeing that she was not in a good mood, he said, "It's the same if you put the fried bean curd skin in the soup."
"It's different." Fan Qi argued with him, looked up and saw his helpless expression, and immediately changed the words, "It's almost the same, I can accept it."
Chen Zhiqian walked forward and Fan Qi followed him, secretly reminding himself that it was not good to always bring habits from the previous life. In the previous life, things that could be solved with money were not a problem. The key in this life was that he had no money, so he should not make so many things happen.
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