After coming out of No. 10 Middle School, the two of them took the same bus as usual. Cheng Ran first sent her to the platform where she was going home, and then he transferred to another bus back to Fulong Compound.
Perhaps Zhu Xu's words still had some influence, so the two of them didn't speak on the way from the school gate to the bus.
The square bus with white and blue exterior paint stopped at the bus stop. When Jiang Hongshao got on the bus together, she could notice that many people in the bus shifted their gazes as she entered.
Although it was past the peak time for No. 10 Middle School to get out of school, the No. 27 bus that came here also carried many students from other schools on this route. Most people who go to and from school on this route all year round will occasionally meet such a girl with an impressive appearance and temperament.
Some had inquired about her privately and knew that she was from No. 10 Middle School. Some who were well-informed might even know her last name. Some even privately told their friends about the feelings that came to them when they caught a glimpse of her by chance, "It's rare to have such beautiful facial features... I dare say she's the best!"
And there are countless people who would stare at the door at this platform every day when going to and from school. Their only expectation is to see this figure appear one day, holding her bracelet or sitting down at a certain position, until she gets off the bus at the stop.
Student life is like this. Sometimes just seeing a figure is enough to spend a whole day in peace and joy in the midst of chaos.
Today, Jiang Hongshao walked in with the creaking sound of the bus door, and some eyes lit up, but there was a man next to her who seemed unwelcome no matter how you looked at him.
It's just that this man exudes a kind of sunshine and unrestrainedness in his bones, which makes people seem to be completely disgusted with him. Well, in terms of temperament, the two of them actually have a sense of being a good match, which makes many people look at them carefully out of the corner of their eyes, not missing any details.
Cheng Ran felt this situation as soon as he got in the car, and he felt like he was surrounded by a pack of wolves. Then he saw Jiang Hongshao looking at him with a cunning look.
The sound of a diesel engine humming as the vehicle started was heard and the wristbands swayed. There were not many people in the car at this moment, but it was full. The two of them stood holding the bracelets. They had not yet entered the city of the future where there would be no light rail, no BRT, no subway, and even the buses had no air conditioning. As the vehicle moved forward, a cool breeze blew in, and the afterglow sprinkled on half of Jiang Hongshao's face. Her pupils seemed to be burning enchantingly.
When Cheng Ran felt uneasy, Jiang Hongshao, who had just declared to Zhu Xu and the others in No. 10 Middle School that "if that was depravity, then she would rather depravity", raised her lips and said, "Cheng Ran, you saw what happened just now... So you have to be responsible for me."
Outside the white-painted bus, there was the roar of an engine, a cool breeze, and the jingling of bicycle bells, but now it seemed as if you could hear a pin drop in the entire car.
The movements of many people's hands were frozen, whether they were idle people drinking water or pretending to look at the scenery, or men and women who were just chattering about a football game or a pop song, they all maintained a frozen posture.
The middle-aged man in the second row next to them raised his head and looked at Cheng Ran, then looked at Jiang Hongshao from top to bottom several times. His Adam's apple rose and fell violently and he swallowed hard several times.
…
What the hell is “responsible for you!”.
Cheng Ran's expression at that time was as if he had sprained his waist and he wanted to eat her up. And this must have been intentional. Just looking at Lao Jiang's cunning smile, you can tell that it was almost the case.
But Cheng Ran thought, it’s just a matter of stepping on the accelerator and getting on the highway. At worst, we can just speed together.
After being surprised, his expression recovered in a very short time, and he frowned slightly, with a somewhat melancholy temperament, "Of course I will take responsibility, but your mother... It's not easy to answer."
This is really a world of degenerate people! The people in the car were deeply distressed, and they almost had a desire to protect the pitiful girl. Some of them even glared at Cheng Ran and rolled up their sleeves, as if they were sharpening their knives to kill pigs and sheep.
Jiang Hongshao saw Cheng Ran staring at her long legs and subconsciously stepped back to keep a safe distance. She looked at him for a moment with a cold smile, then smiled and said, "What does it have to do with my mom? My mom doesn't care about my studies... So, as a support target, you can't slack off at the end of the semester. Let's work hard together. Otherwise, I will lose face. If I lose face, I will make it up to you. Maybe I will force you to do the questions and you can't leave until you finish them."
A large group of people who had imagined all kinds of melodramas only realized at this moment that what they were talking about from beginning to end was learning!
Everyone in the car returned to their various conversations and laughter.
A white-collar worker got off a bus stop with his bag, but the voice of the girl on the bus, like the lingering breeze, was still echoing in his head.
He adjusted his collar and gently wiped the surface of his leather briefcase, which had been worn out after years of use. He thought about the project plan that he had to work on at his desk when he got home, and the emptiness of the hangover last night with several party A representatives who had their own agendas. The other party pretended to make a few revision suggestions, but in fact, they were not interested in the wine, but reminded him that he would have to play a few rounds of mahjong in the next few days.
Suddenly I remembered that there seemed to be a girl who forced him to do homework like this in those years, but in the end he couldn't even remember what her tearful face looked like. The only imminent reality was the mediocre and restless life in this city.
There's no going back.
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The conversation between Jiang Hongshao and Zhu Xu really caused a stir in No. 10 Middle School, and it reached many people's ears. In fact, high school knowledge is about accumulation, and generally speaking, those who can maintain excellence can basically continue to excel. At least among the good students at the top of the pyramid, unless they encounter major family changes, it is rare to see a sudden fall. It is quite a situation where the strong will always be strong.
But there are always exceptions.
No. 10 Middle School is a place with fierce competition. There are many hard-working and talented people. The grade's top ten honor list will change its appearance if you are not careful. To be able to be on it for a long time, everyone knows what kind of excellence and hard work are needed.
Such honor is real. Without saying too much, the top ten students of Chengdu No. 10 Middle School have reached such a high level that they can basically go to not only famous domestic universities but also world-class universities. Even those from poor families can receive full scholarships. There was an example last year. A senior girl from No. 10 Middle School with an SAT score of 2300 was admitted by four famous universities, and she finally chose the New York University Abu Dhabi, which could give her a scholarship worth RMB 2 million.
In such a place where the situation could change drastically at the slightest mistake, Jiang Hongshao was thrown down. This made many people who respected her and called her "Brother Jiang" very nervous. As a result, Zhu Xu also said that Jiang Hongshao was willing to fall with Cheng Ran.
At such a moment, countless people were heartbroken. Some students who had excellent grades in their grade and felt sensible and mature because of their excellence sometimes felt sorry for Jiang Cheng and the others and wondered how Jiang Hongshao could be so unwise.
The head teacher Sun Hui was very anxious, and Zhang Yu would sometimes call Jiang Hongshao to his office to ask about her condition. Needless to say, he had heard some rumors from the teaching group.
But no one knows that during this period, sometimes it is unbearable to be disturbed, especially at ten o'clock in the evening, I will receive a call from Jiang Hongshao. The girl's voice on the other end of the phone is crisp, "Ling! Your classical Chinese recitation time is up, are you satisfied with the service?"
Cheng Ran sometimes asked me if it would be perfect if I could say "good night" in this voice before going to bed, but Jiang Hongshao flatly refused, "You wish!"
Time passes.
During several securities market trading days in mid-June, Cheng Ran sold all of his Dongmingzhu shares, which he had covered at around 21.2 yuan after several rounds of buying and selling, at a high price of around 28 yuan.
During the same period of time, he sold Guangxin shares, which he held at a cost of around 16.5 yuan, at a price of around 21 yuan.
Hushan Real Estate, which was held at a cost price of 18 yuan, was sold when the price broke 30 in the later period.
Because he had thousands or even tens of thousands of shares in each stock, when he was selling, it was just before the banker started to dump the stocks. Cheng Ran was about to get on the front line. All of a sudden, these stocks that had soared upwards at a "60-degree" curve during the 519 market began to fall back from their highs. Seeing the banker retreat, Cheng Ran, who had a small position, began to sell his shares to break through, racing against time. In Zhao Qing's words, he "almost had a heart attack" when he was operating!
After all the stocks on hand were sold, Cheng Ran made a rough calculation. After watching this wave of 519 market, the total amount of funds on hand reached 74.5 million!
At this time, Yian Technology, a big stock that would not fully take off until the end of the year, was only priced at around 25 yuan. Cheng Ran invested 20 million in it, and there was no need to spend more. This was a mid-term investment. When the end of the year when there were signs of trouble and the big market makers would surge in 2000, Cheng Ran could cash out a large sum of money like an ATM.
This force is designed to lie in ambush, waiting for the day to break out of its cocoon.
At this point, Cheng Ran had 55 million in cash.
Looking at the pleasant string of numbers in the bank card, Cheng Ran suddenly felt reluctant to part with it. This is probably the psychological manifestation of not wanting to pay back the money borrowed from others.
This is a mixture of broken and whole parts. It would look terrible if they were taken apart.
I really want to steal Qin Xizhen’s money.
Is there any danger to life