Good morning, maybe God wants her to experience the ups and downs of life?
After listening to him finish singing, Fan Qi took out a five-dollar bill and put it in the guitar case in front of him, then turned and went to the subway station and bought several copies of today's newspapers at the newspaper stand at the subway station entrance.
Standing in the subway car, Fan Qi unfolded an evening newspaper and read today's financial news. She heard someone reading: "Porn star Fan Qi took 20,000 yuan and specifically asked for the services of Changxing's top agent."
"Big breasts mean no brains! Just because you got a little red, you think you're so great."
"Look, she said she doesn't want to marry into a wealthy family in Hong Kong. Do you really think someone like her can get into a wealthy family by showing off her charm?"
Fan Qi put the newspaper down and looked sideways at the newspapers the two people beside her were reading. She saw the name of the newspaper and decided to buy it too. She found the newspaper and was about to turn to the entertainment section when she heard someone next to her call out, "Fan Qi?"
"It's Fan Qi!"
Someone in the car recognized her, and many people looked over at her, including two passengers reading newspapers nearby. Fan Qi nodded and smiled: "I'm sorry.
"Ms. Fan."
"Ms. He." Fan Qi recognized it as He Xiumin.
"Want to know who the stockbroker in Changxing is?"
"What's the story?" Fan Qi asked.
"Xu Miaoer, the daughter of Changxing boss Xu Xia."
"Is that so?"
"My interview with you was used by the radio station in a live show at 8 o'clock today."
"I don't have a radio, so I don't know!" Fan Qi said to He Xiumin.
"It's okay. Come downstairs at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. We'll meet downstairs and I'll play the program recording for you? There's a surprise!"
"Really? Can't you tell me now? I don't think I can fall asleep." Maybe because Miss He was so easy to get along with, Fan Qi unknowingly spoke to her like an old friend.
"I'll wait for you in the atrium on the ground floor at seven o'clock tomorrow."
Well! If they wanted to keep her in suspense, what else could she do?
Fan Qi saw that it was almost time, so she packed up her documents and went into the room to sleep. Before yesterday, she would have disliked living alone in such a small room, but she didn't expect that there were two people sleeping in it last night.
After running around today, Fan Qi fell asleep on the bed. When she woke up, she reached out to grab her cell phone. When she opened her eyes, she found that it was such a cramped little room. She reached out and picked up an old-fashioned Shanghai watch next to the pillow. It showed half past five. It was still early and she didn't want to get up, but she couldn't fall asleep either. She leaned against the head of the bed and glanced at a pillow next to her.
She would also sleep with a man one day, and be so well-behaved as not to do anything.
She raised her hand when she wanted to do it. No! How could she say she didn't do it?
After a whole day, Fan Qi finally realized that he had grabbed something while half asleep the night before. He stretched out his hand and tried to grab it. For a moment, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to bang his head against the wall...
Fan Qi wasted more than half an hour in embarrassment, then got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, put a poached egg on toast, and ate his breakfast as a sandwich with a glass of milk.
She took the elevator downstairs and entered the atrium garden. Ropes were pulled between the trees inside. At this point, they were already hung with colorful clothes, like the flags of all nations.
There has always been a housing shortage in Hong Kong, and every household doesn't even have a balcony, so drying clothes is a headache. Some people use dryers, while others find a place to dry clothes wherever they can.
"Ms. Fan."
Hearing the call, Fan Qi turned around and greeted her: "Miss He."
He Xiumin turned on the recorder and played the cassette. This was a program discussing the current state of the stock market, but the host was not He Xiumin, but a man, and several stockbroker guests were also invited.
At the beginning, a recording of Fan Qi on the subway was played.
The host then started the topic: Who gave the stock brokerage firm the courage to ridicule customers who came for consultation?
"If Ms. Fan is not exaggerating, then in my opinion Changxing's attitude is not only arrogant but also vulgar. No matter what industry the person is in, even if it is a northern girl from Portland Street who comes to you to open an account, isn't she your client?" After this guest's opening remarks, the program became a condemnation of the services of stock brokerage firms.
When Fan Qi heard this, his face turned green.
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