"Yo, Qin Baobao is our daughter's friend?" Zhang's father interrupted abruptly, "The big stars are here, so the scene is too small."
When he said this, his eyes swept across the middle-aged man and woman opposite, as well as another pair of old people.
"It's okay, Baby Qin is Yaya's best friend. I remember she said she had a celebrity best friend." Mama Zhang said, "She also has a very powerful younger brother called, called..."
Well, I forgot again.
Qin Ze saw the behavior of Zhang Ya's parents, and suddenly made up N scenes of "300 rounds of in-laws fighting". Just like when the old masters of the Qin family and the old masters of the Xu family couldn't understand each other, they often quarreled. This battle between in-laws is second only to the battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. However, the good drama between the Qin family and the Xu family did not last for many years. When Qin Ze was in elementary school, his grandfather and grandfather died successively.
May heaven they don't fight.
"It's Qin Ze." Qin Ze said on behalf of Zhang Ya's mother, and picked up the bowl to take Zhang Ya's father's pour.
The banquet hadn't started yet, there were only a few cold dishes on the table, and the men at the main table had already started to drink, and they seemed to be addicted to alcohol.
"Let me tell you, that Qin Ze is amazing, he, he..." Mama Zhang got stuck again, she turned to look at Qin Ze.
Damn it, Mama Zhang, can you memorize the lines at least before you appear on stage? Do you want a box lunch
Qin Ze glanced across the table, whether it was grandparents, or uncles and aunts, it was unlikely that anyone would recognize him, so he had to answer: "This Qin Ze, he is a bit monster!"
Have a demon spirit
The people at the table were stunned.
"He, he has two famous titles, the first one: musical genius!" Qin Ze took a sip of his wine and clicked his tongue: "Why is Qin Baobao so popular? They are all songs written by her younger brother. Every song , The copyright can be sold for millions, and it can be eaten for a lifetime. In the whole country, there is really no one who is better at writing songs and composing music than him. And he is very efficient. He can write a song in a week. I can't believe it Woolen cloth."
"So powerful?" Everyone was shocked, and asked again: "What about the second title?"
"Stock God!" Qin Ze gave a thumbs up: "When he first entered the industry, he told the media that earning 100 million a month is just a small goal, and my ambition is the stars and the sea! Tsk tsk, you are indeed a capable person, talk The tone is just different."
Everyone was taken aback for a moment.
"It's true or not."
"Can you make 100 million a month? Rob a bank?"
Qin Ze smiled proudly: "It's absolutely true. Recently, he opened an entertainment company to praise his sister Qin Baobao. He is really a strange man."
Everyone was amazed.
Grandma Zhang said happily: "Ya Ya can have such an excellent friend, that's great."
Zhang's mother and Zhang's father were radiant.
"By the way, young man, what do you do?" Grandma Zhang asked again obsessively. Her question just now was disturbed by Zhang's father.
"I trade in stocks," Qin Ze said.
"The stock market is really hot recently, and I hear people trading in stocks everywhere." Speaking of stock trading, Zhang's mother interjected: "My son-in-law is also trading in stocks."
Cheng Yi's parents were refreshed, did they finally talk about stock trading? Stock trading is my son's forte. Your home is finished, so it's time for us to change it.
Mother Cheng said, "Young man, have you made money?"
At first glance, Cheng’s mother is speculating in stocks. This year’s popular greetings among aunts: Did you make money today, did you rise today!
"Let's make a loss and make a profit." Qin Ze couldn't say: I made a few hundred million.
"Then you have to be careful," Cheng's mother said in a serious tone, "the stock market is not as profitable as it used to be in the past few months. If you don't pay attention, you will lose money. My son is also speculating in stocks. It just so happens that today's You guys communicate more, if you don’t understand anything, just ask my son, he is quite promising. He made hundreds of thousands of stocks today.”
After Cheng's mother finished speaking, she glanced at the "power" in the direction of her in-laws, with a smug expression as if she added: My son will be the pillar of the family in the future.
Qin Ze grinned.
Just at this time, Zhang Ya and Cheng Yi walked over to the sign-in desk. Zhang Ya dispersed the relatives and friends who were watching the big star, and sat in the group of girlfriends chatting, while Cheng Yi turned and walked towards the table of the elders.
"My son is here." Cheng's mother happily waved to her son, and when her son approached, she turned to Qin Ze and said, "It's difficult for no one to carry this stock, and my son understands this. Xiaoyi, this young man is Yaya Your friends, you all know each other and are also speculating in stocks, teach him more when you have time!"
Cheng Yi was stunned.
what's the situation
stocks
I teach Qin Ze
"Anyway, you're taking that friend named Chu Feng to trade in stocks, right? Multiple people don't get in the way..."
"Mom, stop talking." Cheng Yi looked embarrassed.
Embarrassment cancer committed.
Qin Ze nodded towards him: "I'll give you the seat, I'll go back."
Just leave after pretending to be forced, don't miss it.
"This young man, I'm helping him. He looks like he doesn't want to answer. He doesn't know good people." Cheng's mother muttered.
"Mom, you don't know who he is?" Cheng Yi smiled wryly.
"Who is it?" Cheng's mother rolled her eyes.
"Qin Ze, the one who is very good at investing in stocks, Qin Ze!" Cheng Yi said.
All the elders: "Qin Ze??"
The elders at the table looked at each other, and couldn't help but hear: This Qin Ze is a bit evil...
There are not many people in China who are better at writing lyrics and composing music than him...
Earning 100 million a month is just a small goal, my ambition is the sea of stars...
What a strange man...
The air was suddenly quiet.
On the other side, after driving away the onlookers, Zhang Ya sat beside Qin Baobao and said with a smile, "Baby, thank you for the big red envelope."
"Thank you, when I get married, I will pay back the money." Qin Baobao squinted at his best friend, joking.
"You? What year and month." Zhang Ya said angrily, "You don't even have a boyfriend, and you still want to get married? Let me tell you, a woman's youth is limited, so don't waste the best time."
Qin Baobao said perfunctorily, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
"You," Zhang Ya poked her forehead with her finger: "Every time I tell you about this, you just play it off. I finally understand why Auntie is so anxious and determined to be a leftover woman?"
"Oh, what's the rush? I'm only twenty-five and twenty-four years old. It's early." Qin Baobao pinched Zhang Ya's face.
"But at least you have to find a boyfriend." Chen Qinghong took a sip of red wine and said lightly: "Look for a boyfriend now, if it doesn't suit you, change it, if it suits you, get married, and you will get married in a few years. Find a boyfriend when you are thirty, In time? Either a flash marriage, flash marriage is unreliable, and it is only after marriage that the tempers of the two parties are found to be inconsistent, then only divorce, whether it is a man or a woman, second marriage is different from never married. "
The words of the two girlfriends touched Qin Baobao's heart, and the smile on her face gradually faded.
Chen Qinghong said: "Ah Feng and I will get married by the end of next year at the latest."
Zhang Ya was taken aback: "Wow, you will also get married next year? The money hasn't been warmed up yet."
"Why, you are allowed to marry, but I am not allowed to marry?"
"Baby, don't let us play soy sauce, you haven't found a boyfriend yet."
Qin Baobao: "..."
The two women teamed up to pierce her heart, right
Is it normal to be unmarried at twenty-five? It's normal.
Is it normal to have never had a boyfriend at the age of twenty-five? Normal shit.
Zhang Ya came over and whispered something to Qin Baobao.
Qin Baobao's delicate body trembled, her face flushed first, then pale, her eyes were full of panic, she looked at Zhang Ya.
Zhang Ya's clear eyes looked at her calmly.
Qin Baobao swallowed, a little panicked.
At this time, Qin Ze returned to his seat.
Zhang Ya looked at him, and Qin Ze also looked at her. For a moment, whether it was an illusion or not, he felt that there seemed to be a thousand words in Zhang Ya's eyes, but they disappeared in a flash.
"The banquet is about to start. I'm going." Zhang Ya got up and walked towards the main table.
The banquet started. Zhang Ya held Cheng Yi's arm and toasted table by table. They soon came to Qin Ze's table.
"Hundreds of years together!"
"To grow old together!"
"To tie the knot!"
Blessings were sent, and Qin Ze also said "grow old together".
He thought about chasing Zhang Ya not long ago when he first met Zhang Ya, but when he learned that Zhang Ya had a boyfriend from his sister, Qin Ze stopped that thought.
Some people say that a man will like many girls in his life, one in primary school, one in junior high school, one in high school, one in university, and one more in the entertainment circle, anyway, there are many.
Qin Ze felt that the most he could say to Zhang Ya was: Yo, beauty, she looks good, be my girlfriend!
I still want to bless her and find her own home.
Qin Ze said again: "To grow old together."
Zhang Ya stared at her eyes, and smiled lightly: "Thank you!"
At the banquet, my sister drank mulled wine from beginning to end.
Qin Ze asked her why she didn't eat vegetables and was in a bad mood
She didn't answer, just poured wine one gulp after another.
Qin Ze asked again: "The dishes don't suit your taste, I'll catch Hu Jianren and bring you home to make soup for you."
She still ignored it.
After the engagement banquet, Qin Ze helped his sister, who was lonely and drunk, took off her high heels, and put her flat on the back seat of the car, but her long legs were in the way, stretched out straight, and the car door couldn't be closed.
Qin Ze had no choice but to turn his sister sideways so that her legs could curl up.
"It's disgusting, don't touch other people's butts." Qin Baobao twisted his body and murmured indistinctly.
Qin Ze: "..."
This is all felt
You are fake drunk.
Driving his drunken sister home, Wang Zijin just finished taking a shower, wrapped in a bathrobe, and wiped her hair.
"Why do you drink like this... stay away from me." Wang Zijin took a few steps back to avoid Qin Ze.
Qin Ze's clothes and trousers are full of dirty vomit, all given to him by his sister.
"You pick her up. I'll go back to the room to change clothes and take a shower." Qin Ze left his sister to Wang Zijin's care, went into the room to get clothes and towels, and then went to the bathroom. After a while, there was the sound of rushing water.
Wang Zijin helped Qin Ze back into the room, put the trash can on the bedside, and was ready to meet her girlfriend's vomiting at any time. She wiped the wet corners of Qin Baobao's mouth with a paper towel.
"Hey, you don't have to be so happy when your best friend is engaged." Wang Zijin was a little sour. Then he thought, why am I so sour? Isn't it normal for a baby to have a girlfriend.
"Not happy at all, not happy..." Qin Baobao yelled: "It's great to be engaged, it's great to be married, why don't I have a boyfriend..."
Her drunken cheeks were flushed, her eyes were closed, her brows were furrowed, and she yelled unconsciously.
"If you don't have a boyfriend, you don't have a boyfriend. Let's be single nobles." Wang Zijin coaxed her, which was aroused.
"I think, there are a lot of people who want to chase me... There are countless boyfriends with Gogou hands, hmph!"
"Well, well, our baby doesn't care about boyfriends."
"Who says it's not rare," Qin Baobao whimpered, "I also want a boyfriend..."
Wang Zijin's heart skipped a beat: "What kind of boyfriend do you want?"