Chapter 198

Qin Ze moved back six computers to his home that day. As soon as the funds arrived, he began to earn a "small goal" of billion. Using leverage to pry the capital to 40 million, strictly speaking, it should be called "margin trading".

If he can catch another super Bull Stock similar to black donkey technology, it is not difficult to break the "small target" of 100 million a month. Of course, black donkey technology is a rare Bull Stock. In the coming month, it needs frequent short-term operations. It is a huge challenge for Qin Ze.

Today is Saturday. Qin Ze's birthday is finally here.

Wang Zijin was very happy because Qin Baobao flew to Beijing to shoot advertisements.

Qin Ze and Miss Wang are having breakfast.

"The baby's flight yesterday flew to Beijing, and she should not be able to catch up with the advertisement today." Wang Zijin said happily.

Sister Zijin's eyebrows danced.

"Let's go shopping today," Prince Jin drank a mouthful of soymilk, "my sister bought you a birthday gift."

In front of Qin Ze, she always called herself her sister.

After breakfast, they went out, driving Qin Baobao's little red horse.

In the morning, when I visited the Chenghuang Temple, Prince Jin was in high spirits. Qin Ze was almost scared away by the surging crowd. The Chenghuang Temple is a business district with retro buildings, with warped eaves and black tiles, and tourists flocking to and fro. They passed through a long stone road with retro buildings on both sides, as if walking through time on an ancient street.

Qin Ze tried his best to protect Miss Wang's sister, saving her from being robbed, or the things in her bag being stolen. Watching fish on the winding stone bridge, pedestrians almost rub shoulders against each other, and red and yellow Koi wander in the dark green pool, fat and big. Qin Ze looked at this situation and said that God gave him a good opportunity. He resolutely grabbed the little sister of the Wang family's hand.

Miss Jie immediately withdrew her hand.

Qin Zeyala.

The little sister shrank again.

Qin Ze pulled again and said, don't lose so many people.

The prince Jin pie pie mouth, let him lead, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

Wang Zijin bought a colorful bracelet, a horn scraping board and two scarves at the handicraft store, one for Qin Ze and one for himself. He said he would keep them for use in winter.

Qin Ze thought of his sister in his heart and said, why don't you buy one for Qin Baobao.

Wang Zijin looked unhappy.

Little red guy always thinks of his sister.

"Then pay for it yourself." Wang Zijin left with a muffled voice.

Qin Ze shouted, "Oh, wait, I'll take a picture of Qin Baobao."

Prince Jin walked faster.

Qin Ze bought two cups of milk tea on the street. Miss Wang drank a sweet drink and finally smiled.

Finally, they paid for the tickets and went to the city god temple to worship God. I came out after worship without asking for a visa. Wang Zijin and Qin Ze came out side by side and asked Qin Ze, what are you asking for?

Qin Ze said, bless my career in full swing and earn 100 million. Sister Zijin, what about you.

Prince Jin youyou said, "I ask God to bless Qin Baobao to marry out as soon as possible."

Qin Ze said happily, sister Zijin, you are very kind to Qin Baobao. You are worthy of being a good friend, thinking of her lifelong events.

Wang Zijin glanced meaningfully.

At this time, Prince Jin's mobile phone rang. She felt it out and looked strange.

"Sister Zijin, I have arrived at Shanghai Stock Exchange and Hongqiao Airport. Come and pick me up." The girl's lively voice came from the phone.

"You really come." Wang Zijin had a headache.

"Come to see my sister-in-law, sister Zijin. I'm not familiar with Shanghai stock market. You can't ignore me." The girl's pathetic tone.

Prince Jin said helplessly, "OK, OK, I'll drive over to pick you up."

Qin Ze asked, "who is it?"

Prince Jin shrugged: "a big light bulb, ah no, one grew up in the same yard when he was a child."

"Courtyard..." Qin Ze's face was unclear and sharp.

It takes 20 minutes from Chenghuang Temple to Hongqiao if there is no traffic jam. However, there is no traffic jam in Shanghai stock market. It took almost twice as long to get to Hongqiao.

The car stopped at the departure floor on the second floor. Prince Jin called and reported the license plate number and color of the small BMW. Not long after, a girl with a backpack came out of the departure hall. She was slim and slim, wearing a pink thin sweater with light white jeans and a pair of white canvas shoes.

The smart eyes revolved around, and soon locked the red BMW, bouncing over.

Prince Jin lowered the window and waved to her.

"Sister Zijin, miss me so much." Most of the girl leaned in from the window and held Prince Jin's head.

"Get in the car. There are not many stops here." Wang Zijin said that the auxiliary police were not far away.

The little girl glanced at Qin Ze, suddenly stunned, and immediately shouted, "Qin Ze!? are you Qin Ze!"

"It's me." Qin Ze thought, wow, meet a little fan sister? Although he despises little fresh meat, he can't escape the stereotype of little fresh meat + online celebrity. Most of the people who like him are little girls. From time to time, comments like "husband", "I'm going to give you a monkey" will pop up on Weibo.

This little girl is very beautiful, with big eyes and white skin. She has a standard girl's pointed oval face. A real little beauty.

The girl happily got into the back seat and chattered nonstop.

"My name is Zhang Ling. Qin Ze, how can you be with sister Zijin?"

"Qin Ze, I like you very much. Can you sign for me? The more, the better. I'll send it to female students back to school. Many girls in our class like you."

"Qin Ze, why can you write so many good songs? Are you really a fast shooter?"

The prince Jin angrily said, "nonsense."

She then flamed out for a while, and then continued to talk about endless topics. It's right to come to Shanghai this time. Can I see Qin Baobao later.

Through Wang Zijin's introduction, Qin Ze knows that she used to go to college and has just graduated from high school. No wonder she looks like a high school student.

Just when it was time for dinner, Qin Ze took them to eat Shanghai Benbang cuisine. The little girl liked beets very much and was full of praise. Probably Qin Ze was there. She called Prince Jin without saying a word, which relieved Miss Wang.

After dinner, the little girl said she would go to the Oriental Pearl TV Tower tower and the Bund. If she could, the zoo would also like to go.

Wang Zijin refused mercilessly, saying that he had no time to accompany you today, and he would talk about it another day. Are you going to take a break in the hotel or come with us?

Zhang Ling smiled innocent and said, I want to be with my idol.

According to Prince Jin's request, the three came to Nanjing Road, a wide pedestrian street, a bustling crowd, high-rise buildings connected with high-rise buildings, snack bars, shopping malls, specialty restaurants, and sometimes electric railcars passing slowly, full of a bustling urban atmosphere.

In the whole process, Zhang Ling held Prince Jin's arm, which made Qin Ze hate him who wanted to hold his little sister's small hand.

Prince Jin glanced at famous brand clothing stores and said, "Azar, let's buy some clothes. What brand do you like?"

Qin Ze had an idea and pointed to UNIQLO not far away: "go there, it's a good place."

In fact, the quality of UNIQLO's clothes is not good at all. The material is too thin. Rolling it in the washing machine for several times will deform it. But even after years of UNIQLO's fame, Qin Ze is as thunderous as a thunderbolt.

When trying on clothes, Qin Ze thief Xi said, sister Zijin, let's go in together.

Prince Jin learned from Qin Baobao and cut his back neck with a knife. Qin Ze was much taller than her. It was a little hard to cut his head, so he had to cushion his feet.

"I'm an online editor. Don't think I'm as ignorant as Qin Baobao." Prince Jin's way: "little red guy with a black heart."

"Shouldn't it be maggots?" Qin Ze was stuffy, and the prince Jin snorted and pushed him into the fitting room.

Qin Ze bought two coats, a single coat and a pair of pants. Prince Jin took out a credit card to pay. The credit card was Qin Baobao's, and her bank card and credit card were frozen. Wang Zijin has been using Qin Baobao's credit card because all her wages have been credited to Qin Baobao's account.

After buying clothes and going out, Zhang Ling bought a bottle of old yogurt in a shop on the street and was about to ask Prince Jin if he wanted to have one. Turning around, she found that sister Zijin, who had always been regarded as her sister-in-law, was held in hand by that guy. Sister Zijin half pushed and threw away a charming and angry look.

Zhang Ling bit her lip and pretended not to see it.

The three continued to stroll the pedestrian street, and then Prince Jin bought a suit of 30000 oceans for Qin Ze. As if no one else was there, he helped him fasten the buttons, adjust his collar, and said with bright eyes: handsome!

After buying a suit, Prince Jin didn't wander aimlessly, reported an address, and drove Qin Ze to drive them there.

The address is the second floor of a shopping mall in Xujiahui.

Qin Ze came in and found that it was a piano company.

Shiny tiles reflect bright lights, pianos are placed neatly, and guitars are hung on the wall. Wang Zijin drives straight in, takes off a guitar, and asks Qin Ze, "how about this guitar?"

The waiter said, this guitar is good. It's purely handmade. The guard material is Bolivian rosewood. There are only three such guitars in our store.

Qin Ze asked how much.

The waiter said, twenty-three thousand.

Well, these days, it's expensive as long as it's related to pure craftsmanship!

It seems that the industrial chain created by human beings is spicy chicken.

This is a wooden guitar. Its appearance is atmospheric and not fancy. The bright yellow paint is brand new and shiny.

Wang Zijin stubbornly asked, "do you like it?"

Qin Ze was stunned. "Sister Zijin wants to buy it for me?"

Prince Jin nodded "Hmm", smiled and bent his eyes: "birthday gift."

"But I can't play guitar. You can buy me a piano."

"Wow, you let me buy such an expensive thing. I don't care about my sister's salary at all."

Zhang Ling gnashed his teeth. These guys didn't pay attention to themselves at all. Of course, my face flirted.

When I left the piano shop, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the frost had passed, the Double Ninth Festival had not arrived, and the autumn was getting heavier.

Walking in the cool autumn wind, Qin Ze suddenly remembered shopping with his sister one year. The autumn wind was bleak. They were holding a cup of hot milk tea. The feisty sister remembered a milk tea advertisement and said, "ah Ze, what is your sister?"

Qin Ze was stunned by this question. His heart said, what stupid question, isn't my sister.

Qin Baobao glanced at the milk tea and gave him a hint.

Qin Ze suddenly realized, "you are my milk tea."

Qin Baobao pretended to be coquettish: "ah... So I'm milk tea."

Qin Ze nodded and said, "so I can pour you over."

Qin Ze boldly held Prince Jin's hand, and the corners of his mouth smiled deeply. It was the season to drink hot milk tea again.

A five-star hotel in Beijing.

Qin Baobao was wearing a bathrobe and lying on the bed. The lower part of the bathrobe was convex. Today, she was tired of shooting advertisements. She followed the planning team to Xiangshan at 8:00 in the morning to take pictures, and came back at noon. Then the scene switched to the Forbidden City, and ran to the Forbidden City with continuous red walls. The director is very demanding and has been shooting repeatedly all day. After leaving the Forbidden City, he was also pestered by fans. Under the escort of security guards, he escaped into the nanny car and left.

Today is my brother's birthday. I promised to play with him for a day, but I can't help myself when the star goes according to the notice.

Qin Baobao and Qin Ze agreed to postpone her birthday and cake for one day until she went back to celebrate.

She bored on her Weibo and sent several photos of scenic spots with words: "I'm so tired that I can't catch up with my brother's birthday.".

Then a large group of fans replied, saying that the goddess should pay attention to her body, don't be too tired at work, and love you.

Or: my sister can work at ease. It's up to my brother and wife to accompany my brother.

Qin Baobao giggled happily and patted the bed with two white and tender legs.

After brushing the microblog, brush the circle of friends, watch the friends in the address book daily bask in the baby, bask in the dinner, or send some soul chicken soup.

Suddenly, the corners of Qin Baobao's smiling mouth stiffened, and she saw several circles of friends made by Prince Jin.

"Chenghuang Temple is really fun."

Several photos of retro buildings and Koi playing in the water.

"I found two beautiful scarves."

A picture of the scarf.

"This man is really annoying. He is half hearted when he comes out to play, hum!"

Photos of Qin Ze walking down the street with milk tea.

Qin Baobao pursed his mouth and stared at the mobile phone screen. Suddenly, he felt very worried and empty in his heart. He felt that something had been robbed.

"Sister Li, help me book a ticket. I want to go back to Shanghai immediately."

Qin Baobao hung up and bit his lip.