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When Han Yixuan returned to the dormitory, her roommates were all there. The two girls who were slightly distant from each other sat in front of the computer, one was listening to music and the other was watching a drama.

Another roommate has a close relationship with her and has become a new best friend in half a year. Seeing her coming back, she put down the romance novel in her hand and asked curiously: "Why are you... full of spring breeze?"

Han Yixuan: "What spring breeze is full of your face?"

My best friend pointed to the mirror next to the door: "You can take a look!"

Han Yixuan turned around and looked at herself in the mirror - the girl was pursing her lips, but the corners of her mouth were still slightly raised, and her eyes were filled with smiles.

After all, there is no need to suppress the joy if you are not in front of Wang Heng.

Han Yixuan walked to her best friend, took out a small box from her bag, and shook it in front of her.

"Hey hey, what is this? Is it a little brown bottle!"

The next second, another roommate threw off his headphones and came over: "Little Brown Bottle! Did you buy Yixuan yourself?"

My best friend guessed: "Yixuan just bought a gift for the boy yesterday. Is this a return gift given by that boy?"

Han Yixuan put away the skin care box and nodded with a smile: "Yes, he gave it to me."

Best friend: "Then have you confirmed your relationship?"

Han Yixuan shook her head: "It's early..."

The roommate who came over was obviously a little outspoken and said, "He has bought you a small brown bottle. You haven't been together yet? It's amazing. We all thought you were not in love, but we quietly caught a rich second generation!"

Han Yixuan suddenly became a little unhappy: "What is fishing?"

My best friend also said, "Don't talk nonsense, they really like it!"

At this time, another roommate who had always remained silent suddenly sneered: "Yes, hehe... I really like it. The vice chairman of the student union is tall and handsome, and I really like it if he can afford a thousand yuan gift."

The best friend slapped the table and said angrily: "What are you talking about! You like the vice chairman yourself, what does it have to do with Xiaoxuan!"

The sneered roommate retorted without hesitation: "What does this have to do with you?"

Another roommate quickly advised: "Stop quarrels, don't quarrels, everyone is a sister in the same dormitory! Aren't you just a stinky man? There are so many things in the world, what's there to quarrel!"

For a moment, the dormitory became quiet.

"Stop quarrel, I won't talk about this in the future." Han Yixuan said softly, then quickly walked out of the dormitory.

By the window at the end of the corridor, the girl took out her cell phone and was stunned for a while.

Is he liked or the gift he bought... Do you still need to consider this? Money is just an external object that the person comes with. Compared to gifts such as skin care products, what she is looking forward to is chatting with him on the bus for a dream of the whole summer vacation.

However, the feeling of being misunderstood by others is really unbearable. Although she is the most distant from the roommate who speaks coldly, although she is just a few sarcastic words, in comparison, she would rather others question her test scores and cheating, at least than questioning her deepest feelings.

But Wang Heng's investment seems to be successful again.

Han Yixuan clicked on the browser on his mobile phone and looked at the stock he mentioned. It hit the daily limit for several consecutive days. If he continued like this, his funds would definitely exceed one million. If he was with him in the future, he would definitely be sarcastic about others saying "It's just greedy for other people's money."

And you can never prove your innocence.

In other words, if you want to prove your innocence, the only possibility is that Wang Heng fails to invest in the future, loses a lot of money or even owes a large amount of debts, and he is still with him, then no one can question it anymore... But of course Han Yixuan doesn't want to see him fall into such a tragic situation.

"But what does it matter?"

Han Yixuan murmured to herself, remembering the comments under the song "Lost" with Pei Ningle two days ago. Even Pei Ningle could bear the negative reviews from others. Can't she stand a few rumors?

The girl quickly adjusted her mood and returned to the dormitory.

The dormitory is quiet, and those who read books are reading, while those who follow dramas are watching.

Han Yixuan sat down at her desk and opened the securities investment teaching materials.

It’s enough for me to do my own thing—the girl bit her teeth and thought silently.

———

It was another morning of the new day. Wang Heng sat in front of the desk in the dormitory and poked the little hamster in the cage with his finger.

While Wang Ke was away, Fu Hanwen snored while sleeping. He was too lazy to carry the cage out and asked in a low voice: "When will I sell that stock?"

The hamster was lying in the nest, opened his small eyes on one side, and replied at a lower volume: "Didn't you tell you a long time ago, stop the daily limit and resume the fluctuation."

Wang Heng: "So which day is it? Give an exact date and I can arrange other things."

The hamster yawned: "Stay keep watching, anyway, I'll have plenty of time to ship that day."

Wang Heng picked up the bottle containing the small melon seeds and shook it: "If you don't say it, I'll take it away?"

"...Okay, next Wednesday, that's OK!"

The hamster finished speaking helplessly, and saw that he put the little melon seeds back to their original position, he lay down again.

At this time, Wang Heng received a text message from Qin Meng:

[Although I haven't become a special consultant, Mr. Lu told me to give you another salary increase. Congratulations, I only have a monthly salary of 8,000 yuan in my freshman year, and I don't need to take a job. We professionals are far behind you at your age! In addition, Mr. Lu also hopes that you will write an analysis report about Qiandu, which will have a bonus if you write well.]

Wang Heng looked at the long text message and sighed softly for a while.

Sure enough, the special consultant of the senior management is just a bait at present. I originally wanted to have some say in front of others, and followed the big guys to make suggestions to share the cake in the future investment. Now it seems that I really think too much.

The little hamster next to him couldn't help but complain: "Isn't this satisfying? Don't you think you're a little greedy?"

"I'm sorry that I'm too high... Forget it, it doesn't matter. It's their loss if I don't improve a snag in an extraordinary way."

After saying that, Wang Heng turned on his laptop and began to write the analysis report about Qiandu.

Since there is a bonus for writing this, it is natural that you won’t take it for nothing.

When Wang Heng opened the document, his hands danced rapidly on the keyboard. The number of words displayed in the document soared like a rocket, like a perverted online writer who had already thought about it for 20,000 words, and wrote quickly.

Moreover, he used a "click" blue-axle keyboard, which makes it feel even more comfortable when you tap.

However, less than two minutes later, Fu Hanwen's snoring stopped.

A moment later, Fu Hanwen's sad voice sounded behind Wang Heng: "Teacher Wang, I slept in the early morning last night. Can I let me sleep for a while?"

Wang Heng: "Didn't you buy earplugs?"

Fu Hanwen glanced at his mechanical keyboard and sighed: "I tried it just now, but the earplugs can't stop it!"

Wang Heng: "...Okay, I'll go out and find a place."
Chapter completed!