Chapter 610： Do you still play stocks?

Chapter 610 Do you still play stocks?

However, Qin Si and the others are there. Even if Qiao Nian is a little bit ignorant to promote, he is not easy to come out. He can only laugh and sneer, and sneer: "It seems that my sister is doing well in school."

"It's okay." I didn't expect Qiao Nian to actually pick him up, with a faint eyebrow, he admitted frankly.

The man at the top choked for a while and suffered a dumb loss.

Zhang Yang, a multi-personal person, immediately gave the man who vaguely wanted to run back with a warning look.

Immediately smiled and rounded the field in the middle: "It’s hard to come out to play and talk about learning, but not in school. Come and talk about other things. Hey, yes, what cultural festival is going to be held in Beijing recently, Chang'an There have been a lot more people coming to play over there recently, what kind of activity?"

"Ah, ah, a Hanfu parade. It is said that many students came from other places to participate. It was very lively." Someone answered.

Everyone is a smart person, you have warmed up the place again with each sentence.

Qiao was so happy that he lowered his head and turned on the phone to play.

She was lying on the edge of the sofa, the faint light of the mobile phone shining on her snow-white side face, her hands moved from time to time, as if playing a game, watching Qin Si curiously leaned over, ignoring the hot atmosphere in the box. , Looked at her phone and asked: "Playing games?"

Qiao Nian had a good impression of him, he didn't hide it, and operated the things on it neatly, eh.

Qin Si saw the colorful lines on her phone, where is the game, she is clearly playing stocks!

He had an unexpected look on his face, and he looked at the girl with downturned eyelashes and a laid-back and focused look. He was very surprised: "Will you trade stocks?"

The sister Wang Ye knows a lot.

Qiao Nian raised his hand to sell a stock, then returned to the page, Feng Danyun replied gently: "No, just play around."

"Not much money." She paused again and explained.

"Hey." Qin Si guessed at her age. Playing stocks means playing around with pocket money. It is impossible to spend much money.

He bent over and picked up the phone he put on the table without thinking about it, and then asked Qiao Nian: "Nian Nian, how much do you have on WeChat?"

Qiao Nian raised his eyes to see that he wanted to add friends, slowly called up the QR code of WeChat, and handed it to him.

Qin Si scanned the code and immediately sent a verification message.

Qiao Nian clicked and passed.

The next second, a transfer pops up.

Qin Si transfers 100,000 to you.

Qiao paused with his fingers, and counted the numbers on it, one hundred million, six digits, exactly one hundred thousand.

After Qin Si transferred the money, he raised his head and said straightforwardly: “This is the little red envelope given to you by Brother Nuan. Don’t you like to play stocks? Use this to play. I don’t feel bad about losing it.”

At exactly this time, Qiao Nian's phone vibrated.

The transaction information of the stock she just sold was sent over, and the transaction was successful, along with the transaction amount.

Same as 1, but followed by three zeros.

Qin Si is far apart and did not see the transaction amount above.

Qiao Nian silently deleted the message, then returned, and after returning his WeChat account, he raised his head at will, pressed the brim of his hat, his brows were smooth, and he said with a slight dumbness: "This gift is too expensive. , I can't accept it."

Qin Si thought about the money returned to his mobile phone for a moment, but also felt that he was too abrupt.

One hundred thousand yuan is only a small amount for him, but it is not necessarily for Qiao Nian. It is normal for people to dare not accept it when they meet for the first time.

(End of this chapter)