Chapter 112 Sincerity for sincerity "30?" At first, Mao Xiaoqin thought Chen was talking nonsense. If you count her annual salary, excluding bonuses, it would probably be only a few tens of thousands of yuan. But looking at his son's calm tone, it didn't seem like he was bragging. In fact, Mao Xiaoqin had always kept the issue of stocks in mind, but she studied it during a business trip in September. Even if Chen Zhuo hadn't said it, she had planned to go to the securities company to check it out after the National Day holiday. After a quick lunch without much appetite, Mao Xiaoqin returned home and immediately urged her son to open the CITIC Securities account. After Chen opened it obediently, Mao Xiaoqin and Chen Peisong calculated it based on "number of stocks * current price per share", and it turned out to be around 41. "Has the original capital of 4 yuan increased tenfold now?" Mao Xiaoqin showed an expression as if her values were strongly impacted. She knew that the stock market had been doing well recently and her colleagues all said that they had made a little money, but she did not expect that her son could make more. Chen smiled inwardly, his mother thought that the principal was the red envelope from the graduation banquet, but actually he had borrowed more than 12 yuan from everywhere.
However, seeing that his parents were still in great shock, Chen did not tell anyone about this, for fear that they would think that he had become a gambler in the financial market and would start borrowing money to invest in order to make a profit. In this case, Mao Xiaoqin couldn't sleep well at home. So Chen just smiled and said, "Maybe I'm lucky. I studied so many stocks at that time, but this one rose the fastest." "Then...when is the best time to sell it?" Mao Xiaoqin asked. Empress Dowager Mao had been living in a relatively stable environment for a long time, with a stable family, career, and relationship. Suddenly, she received a windfall for no apparent reason. After the initial surprise, she felt a vague sense of uneasiness. Moreover, in her heart, the money in stocks is not considered money, and only by exchanging it into RMB can she truly put the money in her pocket. "It's not time yet." Chen said, shaking his head. However, he was worried that his biological mother would sell it privately. After all, the account was opened in her name, and Empress Dowager Mao could go to the securities company to operate it at any time. "mom." Chen Zhuo specifically warned: "Don't touch this stock. I will consider when to sell it. If it doesn't work out, I will write you an IOU. The 4 yuan will be considered as a loan from me." Mao Xiaoqin rolled her eyes at her son and spat, "Why are you writing an IOU? Your father and I only have you as our son. In this family, everything will belong to you from now on." “I can’t sell it now anyway.” Chen looked at the time, then said to Lao Chen: "Dad, please find a box of tea from home. I want to visit Director Cao again." "Which Director Cao?" Mao Xiaoqin, who was sitting in front of the computer, looked up and asked. "Cao Jingjun, the former head teacher of the high school." Chen replied.
"What's the point of giving him a gift..." Mao Xiaoqin couldn't quite understand. However, Chen Peisong had already gone to the bedroom to look for tea. He remembered that when the college entrance examination results were just released, his son went to visit the teacher with tea in his hand. In our daily interpersonal relationships, there may be a misconception that "I gave a gift, you did the favor," and then we owe nothing to each other. In fact, it is not like that. This can only be called a short-term transaction. A truly long-lasting friendship needs to be maintained with a little gratitude. The reason why Chen Zhuo is in his current position in Zhongda is not only closely related to his own efforts, but also because of a key figure: Cao Jingjun. Without Lao Cao's strong recommendation, would Chen Zhuo be able to work and study in the Budget Management Department? Even if he had strong writing skills, how would Qi Zheng know who Chen Zhe was? Or to take a step back, Qi Zheng and Cao Jingjun are still friends and they must get together often. The two families might even have dinner together on National Day. If he expressed his gratitude to Cao Jingjun at this time, then when they talked about Chen Zhuo, Cao would definitely respect Chen Zhuo more, thinking that this student was grateful and knew when to advance and retreat, and Qi Zheng would feel more at ease using him. On the contrary, there is no need to visit Qi Zheng. Chen Zhe is not a formal member of the department, and giving gifts without a suitable excuse may have a counterproductive effect. Chen Peisong quickly found a box of black tea. He was quite sensitive in this regard and still remembered the other party's preferences. "I'll go to school first." After Chen Zhuo finished speaking, he went out with the tea leaves. Mao Xiaoqin couldn't help asking her husband, "What kind of relationship did our son have with Director Cao?" Chen Peisong patted his belly and said, "How would I know?" Mao Xiaoqin's eyes widened: "I wonder if you still gave him tea?" Chen Peisong walked to the computer, pointed at the stocks of CITIC Securities and said, "We didn't know that he made more than 30 yuan from stock trading, nor did we know that he became a class monitor and joined the student union, and that he could get along so well with beautiful girls..." "Let me tell you." Old Chen leaned back comfortably on the bed, picked up a newspaper and flipped through it, muttering, "My son has really matured. Since we can't keep up with the changes of young people, let's not think too much and just watch him develop with peace of mind." Chen Peisong has been working at the grassroots level for many years and has experienced a lot, so he is more open-minded. Even though he is worried about Chen Zhe in his heart, he will not show it on his face. Mao Xiaoqin thought about what her husband said, looked at the account balance on the computer, and suddenly sighed. During the Chinese New Year, Chen Zhe was still like a little child, but in the blink of an eye he has become an adult. …… When Chen Zhuo went downstairs, he had already contacted Cao Jingjun. He seemed to have just woken up from lunch break. When he heard that Chen Zhuo was coming to visit him, he was not surprised at all. It seems that Chen Zhe should be this kind of student. In addition, Chen Zhuo no longer seemed to need a special reason to visit Cao Jingjun. This time, Cao Jingjun did not let Chen Zhuo go to the school office, but asked him to come directly to his home. Lao Cao's home is not far from Zhizhong. Teachers who have the means will usually buy a house nearby so that it is convenient for them to go to school for morning or evening self-study. After arriving at Cao Jingjun's house, Chen Zhuo took a quick look around and found that it was similar to the impression he had of his teacher's home. Various test papers were scattered everywhere, as well as some teaching materials or extracurricular tutoring exercise books.
Chen Zhuo put the tea leaves on the ground. This time, Lao Cao did not refuse. He poured a cup of tea for Chen Zhuo, then asked with a smile, "How are you? It's been almost a month since you started college. Are you used to being a class monitor?" "With the few moves that Teacher Cao taught me, I feel they are completely sufficient." Chen said as he took a sip of tea. The reason for Chen’s visit last time was that he didn’t know how to be a class monitor and asked Teacher Cao for some guidance. Cao Jingjun laughed out loud when he heard this. He naturally knew that Chen Zhuo was flattering him, but he accepted it calmly and then chatted with Chen Zhuo about his experiences in college. Chen Zhuo also planned to pass some things through Lao Cao, so he told him about joining the student union. "Have you joined the CUHK Student Union?" Cao Jingjun was a little surprised. "Correct." Chen Zhuo turned the teacup in his palm and said carefully, "After all, I have learned so much knowledge from Teacher Cao and Teacher Qi, and I want to find a place to put it into practice." "Well, then it's okay to join the student union and practice a little." Cao Jingjun reminded: "But don't delay Teacher Qi's mission." Chen nodded. It seemed that he had come to the right place this time. Cao Jingjun and Qi Zheng were indeed very closely connected, and they should have talked about him. They sat like this until 6 o'clock in the afternoon, when Cao Jingjun looked at the clock on the wall. Chen Zhuo noticed this action, drank the tea in his hand steadily, then stood up and said, "Teacher Cao, I will go home first." "I was supposed to have you at home for dinner tonight." Cao Jingjun said: "But my wife and children have gone to their grandmother's house, and I have an appointment tonight. Let's have dinner at home next time, but you wait a moment..." Cao Jingjun went back to the house and got a box of dried fruits. He put it in Chen's hand and said, "You always drink your father's tea, so you have to return the favor. Ask him to try the dried fruits from our hometown." Chen Zhuo was about to refuse, but Cao Jingjun's tone sank: "If you don't accept it, don't come to me next time." Chen looked at the sincerity in Lao Cao's eyes and put the dried fruits away. At this point, the relationship between the two was further deepened, and they began to have the feeling of "master-disciple relationship". Moreover, Cao Jingjun mentioned his father, which implied that the whole family could come to visit next time. Chen thought it was a good idea. Originally, he only valued the connections in Lao Cao's hands, but in the end, it turned into a true exchange of true heart. It’s a bit like what it feels like, originally just wanting to have sex on Soul or Momo, but ending up getting a marriage certificate. ······ (There will be another chapter at 9 o'clock tonight, please vote for me.) (End of this chapter)