Chapter 230: Another Love Triangle In the past, when friends got together, they might just brag and chat. Chen Zhe came to this weekend's party with a "mission", one was to pay back the money, and the other was to meet everyone's gift needs. However, he didn't want Yu Xian to know about his experience of borrowing money, so he greeted Huang Baihan, Zhao Yuanyuan and Wang Changhua in advance: I just help them to trade stocks, and if I make a little profit I will return the principal and interest to them. As for the profit, I will use one of the "mobile phones, computers and electric cars" as a substitute. The next day, Saturday morning, Chen Zhuo got up from the dormitory and found that the weather was very good. Guangzhou in December is a little cold but not that cold. The sun seemed to be covered with an orange-red lampshade, emitting soft light and feeling warm on the body. Walking on the street, a cool breeze blows on your face. There is a kind of breath that passes through the tiny gaps between cold and heat, which is gentle and long, making people so comfortable that they want to moan. Chen Zhuo first went to the Tech Valley and found that three part-time and three full-time employees were all in the office, all of them concentrating on typing as customer service staff. "That's fine. Only if you work hard enough, I can drive a Ferrari sooner rather than later."
Chen was thinking in his heart. Song Qing suddenly said, "Boss, since last night, some clients have not asked about tutoring, but about stocks and the stock market. They also said..." Song Qing was about to speak but stopped. "You're saying that I, a college student, am still wet behind the ears, and I'm actually commenting on the country's economic situation, right?" Chen smiled and finished his words. Seeing Chen said it himself, Song Qing nodded. "Don't worry about them." Chen waved his hand, but still explained: "Yesterday I published some opinions on the stock market in the Yangcheng Evening News. Some investors disagreed and couldn't find me, so they simply found our website to vent." "what?" Several people got a little nervous after hearing this. Fang Qing immediately checked the number of new page views on the website and cursed in disbelief: "Holy crap! There have been more than 6 new page views from yesterday to now!" "There are still many comrades who trade in stocks." Chen rubbed his chin and said heartlessly. "boss." Zhang Guangfeng asked cautiously: "Will it have a big impact on the company?" He went home yesterday and told his wife that he planned to devote himself to this job completely, and now he is afraid of any mistakes. People who have children at home are not afraid of working overtime or enduring hardship, but they are afraid of unstable jobs. "Do not worry!" Chen Zhuo patted Zhang Guangfeng on the shoulder and consoled him, "Don't mention that I am just a co-signer. There is also a professor of economics from Jinan University in the front. Even if I publish it alone, what's wrong with that? I am a stock investor who studies economics at Lingnan University. Can't I express my views on the stock market?" "That's fine, that's fine."
Zhang Guangfeng said this with a forced smile, but there was a sense of fake smile that was common within the system. Chen found it quite interesting that Lao Zhang, a former temporary worker, was even more deeply stigmatized by the system than himself. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been a leader for too long, but I don’t care so much about many things. It’s because Zhang Guangfeng has always been a temporary worker, so I’m a little bothered by that identity. So life is very strange. People inside the wall always want to go out, and people outside the wall are eager to come in. "Although some customers' words are extreme, you still have to do your job as a service provider and see this as a good thing. Although you get scolded, you also gain traffic." Chen Zhuo said with certainty: "By the end of the month at the latest, the bad reputation will turn into a good reputation. This period of time is equivalent to a workplace stress test. You must not allow yourself to be complained about." Chen left after giving his instructions, without caring about the lives of his subordinates. In fact, Chen knew very well that this "voltage test" should be difficult. Internet trolls are always the same in every era, and he knew what they would say without even looking at it: You idiot, I'm fucking your mother. Do you know what stock trading is? You'd better study hard. Do you deserve to be told what to do when you haven't read much? I'm going to report this stupid website of yours! Chen Zhe, right? Just wait for me. I’m taking the train to Zhongda University now and chop you to death! ······ Chen Zhuo left the office and bought a copy of Yangcheng Evening News at a newsstand while waiting for the bus. He didn't want to see it himself, but wanted to show off in front of his friends. The agreed meeting place was set at Tee Mall, which is the new shopping center of Guangzhou. Next to it are Zhengjia Plaza and Gangding Computer City. From the perspective of play and entertainment, it has gradually replaced Dongshankou and Shangxiajiu Pedestrian Street. When Chen Zhuo arrived, Yu Xian, Wu Yu, Huang Baihan, Wang Changhua and Zhao Yuanyuan were already chatting in the milk tea shop. However, it was somewhat surprising that Wang Changhua's roommate Zheng Hao also appeared in the party. "Why do you keep calling him over for no reason?" Chen Zhuo was a little confused. It's enough to just come and get to know him once or twice. He is not an important sexual organ. Does Wang Changhua have to carry him around her waist? However, with Chen's hypocritical character, he would not ask directly and offend others. Instead, he greeted his friends enthusiastically and then sat next to Yu Xian. Yu Xian was wearing a loose autumn and winter sweater and wide-leg pants today, revealing her snow-white and pink neck. She hooked her fingers on a strand of curly hair hanging on her chest, and while listening to Zhao Yuanyuan talking, she was spinning subconsciously. Charming eyebrows, bright red lips, snow-white face, I don’t know what funny things she heard, Yu Xian smiled softly, revealing two rows of neat millet teeth with a sheen. When she saw her boyfriend coming, she immediately cast her watery eyes on Chen Zhe, her cheeks flushed, as bright as the peach blossoms on the branches. "Is there a traffic jam?" Yu Xian naturally grabbed Chen Zhuo's right hand and placed it on his knees, only to find that Chen Zhuo was holding a rolled-up newspaper in his left hand. "It's OK. There's not much traffic on Saturday morning." Chen Zhuo also quietly grabbed Yu Xian's hand, which was a little sweet thing between the two of them. "what is this?" Yu Xian asked, pointing at the newspaper. “I bought it when I was bored waiting for the bus.” Chen said lightly, then opened the newspaper and handed it to Yu Xian. "Chen Zhe, are you still reading the newspaper now?" Wang Changhua teased, "When I was in high school, my parents forced me to read newspapers in order to get high scores in my essays. Now that I'm in college, who would read that stuff? Are newspapers more fun than mobile phones?"
This sentence was like starting a new topic, and everyone excitedly talked about the improvement in their writing skills in a monthly exam that they had made by reading the newspaper. "Director Chen, I saw your name!" Yu Xian suddenly said in surprise. "is it?" Chen Zhuo also pretended to be surprised and looked over: "Hey, why is my name in the newspaper again!" The word "又" was emphasized. Huang Baihan and Wang Changhua also leaned over to take a look. Men understand men best. They immediately saw through Chen Zhuo's tricks and accused him of being pretentious at a gathering with friends. The silly beauty Yu Xian finally reacted, but she was still very happy. She handed the newspaper to Wu Yu and said happily, "Xiao Yu, look, Director Chen is in the newspaper again." "I do not watch!" Wu Yu held her head high and said, "This is your scheming man's way of showing off. Don't even think about making me envious." "No~" Yu Xian giggled, put her arms around her best friend's neck, and "forced" her to take a look. While the two beautiful girls were playing around, Chen Zhuo called Huang Baihan to go to the front desk to place the order together, because Chen Zhuo had already said that he would pay for all the expenses today. "Three cups of mango sago and one cup of lemon and green orange..." Chen ordered some milk tea and asked Da Huang, "Why is Zheng Hao here?" Huang Baihan was immersed in the joy of getting a new phone and said nonchalantly, "I don't know. Anyway, I saw him when I got there." "You can ask Wang Changhua later." Chen thought for a moment and said, "Why do you always call Zheng Hao over? I've observed him two or three times and he doesn't seem to be the same kind of person as us." "Wouldn't it be offensive to Zheng Hao if I asked directly?" Huang Baihan said hesitantly. "Are you afraid of offending him?" Chen asked back, and then said: "Asking directly and expressing dissatisfaction in person can also be regarded as a reminder to Wang Changhua not to force irrelevant people to join in." "Row!" Da Huang thought about it and agreed. Except for the issue of Xu Yue, to which Huang Baihan was relatively resistant, he trusted Chen Zhue very much in other matters. After the two returned to their seats with milk tea and desserts, Chen smiled and handed them to everyone in turn, including Zheng Hao. Everyone drank sweet drinks and talked about Jay Chou's new album "I'm Busy". Huang Baihan took a big sip of Yangzhi Ganlu, then suddenly put down the cup and said, "Wang Changhua, why do you always bring Zheng Hao with you when you go out to a party? Are you two in a relationship?" In 2007, there were already news reports about some gay male college students. Although everyone seemed to respect sexual orientation on the surface, they were actually doing things behind the scenes. But what surprised Chen was that Wang Changhua was stunned for two seconds, and then said hesitantly: "I didn't ask him to come. I was also very surprised. I asked this kid why, but he didn't tell me."
"what?" Chen Zhao and the others then turned their attention to Zheng Hao. Could it be that they met him by chance? At this moment, Chen heard someone cough and said crisply, "I called you." "Wu Yu?" Chen frowned. He really didn't expect this. He first glanced at Yu Xian and found that Yu Xian also looked a little confused, so he knew that she had not been informed in advance. "That's it..." Zheng Hao stood up, touched his crew cut and said, "I heard from Wu Yu that you guys are going to see an exhibition this afternoon. I've never been to an art exhibition before, so I wanted to go with you to appreciate it. If you think I'm redundant, I'll leave now." Wu Yu's face suddenly looked a little ugly. This was her friend. If she just left like that, wouldn't it be embarrassing? She said fiercely to Huang Baihan, who was the first to question her, "Da Huang, what do you mean? Can't I call my friends over?" "I……" Huang Baihan, who was not good at arguing with girls, suddenly started to stutter. "Why are you saying that?" Chen walked up to Zheng Hao with a smile and said, "Da Huang was just asking casually. We are all good friends. Why are you leaving at any time like a child? Give me some face and stop saying the word "leave". Let's have lunch together at noon!" Seeing Chen Zhuo helping him speak, Zheng Hao said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Chen." "I should be younger than you, just call me Chenzhe." Chen said in a friendly manner. Huang Baihan drank mango sago in silence, secretly complaining about how this bastard Chen was tricking him into playing the good guy and then jumping out to pretend to be the good guy. However, although I complained in my heart, I did not hold a grudge. Firstly, the two of them were indestructible best friends, and secondly, Huang Baihan also knew that if he played the good cop, Chen Zhuo could still clean up the mess, but if Chen Zhuo played the good cop, no one would be able to smooth over the situation. So the matter was just lightly covered up, and at least on the surface no one cared much about Zheng Hao. Yu Xian often pouted her charming red lips and looked at her best friend suspiciously. Wu Yu noticed it, and leaned over to whisper, "Don't guess, little girl. It's not what you think. I'll tell you when we get back to the dormitory tonight!" Wang Changhua also seemed to feel that something was wrong, but he was a careless person and not as careful as girls. He just felt confused and bewildered. …… We chatted in the milk tea shop until 11: am, and then we found a Cantonese restaurant in the mall and sat down. However, this brings up a problem. It is not a problem when there are many people dining together normally, but when there are only six people dining together in a small group, Chen Zhuo and Yu Xian sit in one row, and Huang Baihan and Zhao Yuanyuan sit in another row. Chen Zhuo has also analyzed this reason. It is likely that Huang Baihan didn't like Wang Changhua before, and he thought Wu Yu was quite pretty. It would be stressful to sit with a beautiful woman, so he would rather be comfortable with Yuanyuan. So in the end, Wu Yu and Wang Changhua, the two who quarreled the most, would always sit in the same row.
I don’t know when this habit was formed, but it’s always like this. So when Wu Yu sat down with her skirt rolled up, and Wang Changhua was bragging to Chen while walking over there, she suddenly saw Zheng Hao sitting next to Wu Yu. Wang Changhua suddenly froze in place, as if there was something in her heart that she had not cared about before, but was suddenly occupied by someone else. This was why she felt a panicky hollowness. It turns out that I take that thing very seriously. In fact, when Zheng Hao sat down, Wu Yu felt a little uncomfortable, although she didn't dislike Zheng Hao. However, I always feel that I should sit with Wang Changhua. The others at the table were also a little stunned, until Zheng Hao felt something was wrong, as if all eyes were on him. He turned his head unconfidently and looked back: "Should we keep this for serving?" "No no……" Everyone's faces returned to normal, and they each picked up their porcelain cups with ulterior motives, sipping the tasteless tea. ······ (End of this chapter)