Chapter 93: Torture and practice

Facing the situation of good scenery, Feng Jun did not know what to say. You even held twenty stocks in your hand?
He even remembered Zhang Shaohong, the fund manager introduced by Zhang Wei,
Similar to the situation of a good landscape, you can consider giving funds to the fund to take care of it.
But in this case, it seems to have nothing to do with him, and, is the fund reliable?
After thinking for a while, Feng Jun finally said, "I will remember your stock and look back to see if I can analyze it for you."
As he said, he opened his mobile phone and added the stocks to the optional board one by one.
"Thank you so much," Haojing laughed, his smile very charming.
Feng Jun looked at his heart and couldn't help saying aloud, "Unexpectedly, you're still a rich lady."
Of course, now he said this, not much envy, just ridicule.
If nothing else, only the jade in the backpack on the side chair is worth 35 million, so his tone is very relaxed.
"That's my father's," Good Scenery answered easily, and was a little proud.
"I have a public office, I have my own piano practice, and I can make money from lectures ... I can fully support myself and live better than the average person. What do I want him to do? He raised me and he has fulfilled his obligations. I cannot ask him more. "
Feng Jun heard this, and couldn't help but stretch out a thumbs up, "admiration."
He really admired this woman, thinking that he was a dignified 985 double degree. After graduating for three years, he has been working hard. Now he is not as good as a weak woman.
This time, the good scenery did not suffer his flattery, but glanced at him, "You are not bad, if the 2.5 million is earned by yourself."
"Of course I made it myself," Feng Jun raised his chest, but in the process, he had a moment of hesitation.
Strictly speaking, it was not earned by himself, but brought by Adventures, so he hesitated.
But when I think about it again, he is relieved again. The adventure is also his adventure. There is no absolute fairness in this world. Look at those masters who have mastered the reincarnation skills. This skill will be used for life Exhausted.
On his own, he still has to work hard in the mobile phone space. If he was not careful enough, he would have been killed by the hedgehog or Gu's family.
Unfortunately, Good Scenery noticed his little hesitation.
She smiled slightly, "Is that true? I still think you are fighting at home ... You are on KTV, it's really enough to toss."
Feng Jun couldn't help laughing when she heard that, and then he thought of the ugly woman's blooming at that time, and then recalled Li Qiang's sad expression, and he laughed for a while. No breath.
At first, Good Scenery didn't care, but later he found that he laughed so exaggeratedly, he couldn't help asking questions.
After she heard it, she smiled and leaned back and forth, rubbing her stomach vigorously, towering, trembling continually.
Feng Jun looked at the two groups swaying in the black T-shirt and couldn't help but straighten his eyes.
"Hello, haven't you seen a woman?" There is still a smile on Haojing's face, so her sneering sounds kind of sloppy, "Sister has a master."
"Isn't it?" Feng Jun looked stunned. "You've caught a cold. Didn't nobody take care of you when you cupped the cup?"
In fact, what he wanted to say is that it doesn't matter to you whether you have a master or not-anyway, you play "people nearby".
Feng Jun believes that he is not a good person, but he does not have the habit of launching the water in Laliang's house.
That's the sentence-the flies don't bite seamless eggs, because you have the seam first, you can't blame the flies for their low morals.
"No one takes care of me, it doesn't prove that I don't have a husband," the good scenery replied slowly, and then glanced at him, "Do you know why I love Hunan cuisine? Because I was originally a Hunanese."
"Xiang people are good," Feng Jun extended his thumbs. For the happiness of Little Feng, he was also out today. He said very ruthlessly, "The old saying is that Xiang women are passionate."
"Yeah, Xiang women are passionate," Haojing looked at him with a smile, "You're not afraid of my divorce from my husband, entangle you?"
Feng Jun heard that he was suddenly taken aback. Since he was separated from his girlfriend, he never really considered the issue of marriage. It was not that he did not want it, but that he knew very well that he was lacking in materiality and was not qualified to consider it.
Now that he is in a strange situation, he has some money in his hand. It is supposed to be qualified, but for a while, he has not adapted to his new status quo, and he is busy looking for jade and exercises, and he has not settled down to consider This matter.
But conscience said that the conditions of a good landscape are much stronger than his ex-girlfriend, whether it is physical appearance, talkative temperament, or independence or economic conditions, all aspects crush his ex-girlfriend.
It can be said that the feeling she gave him was basically that of Red Sister. He was not qualified to think about it. If he forcibly remembered it, he would disgrace himself ... that was all light.
If Good Scenery told him to get married at that time, Feng Jun's first reaction would probably not believe his ears.
At the very least, he will be happy to find North.
But now she said that, he was hesitant: I really haven't thought about getting married, isn't it just to have fun?
Anyway, he is also the owner of the adventure, and he actually finds a man after marriage ... the second boss?
It can be seen from this that people really change constantly with changes in the environment and their own conditions.
In his stunned time, the good scenery stood up, picked up the trench coat on the back of the chair, and smiled and said, "I have eaten well ... Anyway, I am very happy to see you today."
Feng Jun stood up embarrassedly and squeezed out a smile, "Well, if we don't know enough, we are eager to get married ... I don't care, I'm afraid you will regret it in the future, it's better to spend more time with each other."
In a hurry, he couldn't find a good speech. It was already wise to be able to say this.
"Looks to scare you," Haojing laughed, the flowers twitching and the laughter seemed to spring back.
Feng Jun was even more embarrassed. He coughed and said eloquently, "I'm not frightened, but for your sake ... It's okay to choose the wrong one for the first time, and the wrong one for the second time. What will others say to you? "
Good Scenery put on the windbreaker, picked up the handbag and walked out, then looked all over, Shen Sheng said, "Do not hide from you, I cannot divorce, absolutely impossible.",
Feng Jun followed her to send her, Wen Yan stunned and asked, "Why can't you get a divorce?"
While interrogating, he has made up many possibilities, including many of them, such as "the second person's room".
Good scenery is a wave of hands, absent-mindedly speaking, "Okay, I won't mention this matter, I will go back and talk."
Feng Jun stopped the taxi for her and helped her open the car door. Then she suddenly remembered something, "I haven't asked what you call it."
Good scenery is half of the face from the car window, smiled at him, and then waved his hand, "See you soon!"
Feng Jun watched her leave, and hurried back to the lobby, and found that the backpack was still there, slightly relieved.
Then he began to torture himself: I have met twice today, as long as I have the idea of ​​getting married, Ye Qingyi and good scenery, at least I can get one?
Since when did I repel marriage so much?
He believes that this is not necessarily the self-expansion brought by adventures, I am afraid that he is already disappointed with the hearts of the world.
He was tangling secretly, and the waiter next to him came over, "Sir, would you like to order any staple food?"
Feng Jun knew that this was a gentle reminder to pay, after all, it was two people who had eaten and had already left.
However, he really needed to order staple food, so he nodded, "Bring me a rice topped with braised pork ... No, let's take three first."
The rice bowls in the Xiangcai restaurant are still more affordable, larger than the bowls of Hangbang cuisine and Cantonese cuisine, but even so, Feng Jun still ate five portions of rice bowl and swept all the food on the table. Before getting up at checkout.
Not only the waiters, but the individual guests at the tables next to them all saw their eyes straightened, and some even whispered, "Is this brother just released?"
After walking out of the hotel, Feng Jun's mentality has calmed down a lot. "I have recently been unsuitable for appointments. With this spirit, let's practice" Tai Chi Tuna "."
He felt that it was inappropriate to practice in the hotel room, and he simply walked towards a nearby park.
The area of ​​this park is not large, it is more than 300 acres, but there are also lakes, rockery, woods and squares. Of course, there are middle-aged and elderly people who dance squares.
Feng Jun came to the lake and chose a place with lush trees. His feet were slightly opened, the same width as his shoulders, his toes were on the ground, and he squatted slightly.
This is good for Tai Chi tuna. Those who have practiced diagrams do not need to continue to meditate, even when they are in Zamabu, they can carry qi and blood to practice.
Feng Jun practiced the twelve pictures of the first three types in turn, feeling that there was no obstacle.
Especially the fourth picture of the third type, at the beginning, because of the bad luck Zhoutian, a little stagnation, but with the hint of proficiency, the more you practice, the faster, and finally, the energy is like a horse. It feels a little bit reckless.
But his qi and blood no longer felt the kind of oppression that badly needed release.
Feng Jun didn't know how long he had practiced, until he felt a little hungry, he stopped and opened his eyes.
I took a look at my phone and it was just one o'clock in the morning.
There are street lights, fences and warning signs by the lake in the park. Feng Jun felt that he had a lot of endless energy, so he bent to the lake and rushed out of his fingertips with his energy. .
(The third shift arrives, calling the monthly ticket loudly.)