My Sister is a Big Star

  These arrogant, aggressive eyes made Qin Ze recall the first time he entered the chat group, and the big guys made expressions of disdain.

  "You are Qin Ze? You don't have three heads and six arms. Except for being slightly more handsome than me, and having a better figure, you don't see much charm." A man in casual formal wear and short hair capable of humming.

  When entering the group for the first time, the big guys also said in this kind of dazzling tone: newcomer, hurry up and dress up!

   "Hello." Qin Zechao nodded, but the boss ignored him.

  "Zhao Biao, my nickname Tiezhu, my hair is young." Wang Zijin warmed up Qin Ze very considerately, and kicked Zhao Tiezhu under the table.

Zhao Biao took a mouthful of food, "What about you, I've heard it a lot. I've been very good at songwriting, right? I heard that stocks are pretty good. I didn't witness it. By the way, you still have a thief. Shui Ling's sister."

He is a little handsome, very energetic, and there is spirit between his eyebrows. This is honed in the army. Unfortunately, this guy is not thinking about the army and likes the colorful world outside. Finally, through his family relationship, he went into politics. .

  The first time I heard of Qin Ze’s name was in September when Zhang Ling went to the Shanghai Stock Exchange. After returning, Qin Ze’s "Ding Ding Da Ming" spread in a small circle in the capital. Zhao Tiezhu simply checked Qin Ze's background.

  The king's man!

  My friends back then ridiculed Qin Ze like that.

  Prince Yan is the king of children in the compound, so there is nothing wrong with him. It's the king's man.

"Actually, strictly speaking, we are rivals in love. I am Zijin's boyfriend from elementary school. I am not anymore. My rank has not caught up and was eliminated. But we are still working hard to become Zijin's current boyfriend. "After speaking, Zhao Biao glanced at the opposite young man provocatively.

  Prince Yan did not explain, Yingying Qiubo, staring at Qin Ze, seemed to want to see how he responded to this incident.

  Qin Ze curiously asked, "Do you know a guy named Zhang Mingcheng."

   "Knowing is also getting younger."

  "Then can you eliminate Zhang Mingcheng first?"

   "Why, am I not handsome? Not as competitive as that guy?" Zhao Tiezhu was not convinced.

   "Okay, stop making trouble!" Wang Ziyan sighed.

  Sometimes the little gangster is stupid, but sometimes he is very shrewd.

  Zhao Tiezhu is still playing: "I'm not making trouble, I'm not as good as this guy, is it because the two-finger meditation practice is not in place, or is it not as clever as his tongue?"

Wang Ziyan rolled his eyes with his clever tongue.

  "Because of your name." Qin Ze smiled and said, "Zhao Tiezhu, just this name is in the heart of Sister Zijin, and he has already entered eighteen levels of hell."

  The prince is a female literary youth, although the belly is a little darker, for a female literary youth, it doesn’t matter if you are not called Long Aotian, you don’t have Xi, Mo, Ye, Bai, or anything in your name, and you can do it. But if you are called Tie Zhu, that won't work, even if you look like Long Aotian, we can only meet in the next life.

  He suddenly thought, according to what his mother said, if he was named Qin Hao, or Qin Xiaofan, would he be sentenced to death in Sister Zijin’s heart? After all, Sister Zijin is already in the ranks of veteran Internet drivers. The word "Hao" is no longer tall, but it is easy to think of Teddy who is in the air every day.

  Zhao Tiezhu, who grew up with him since childhood, also realized that he was still not convinced: "My name is Zhao Biao."

  Qin Zexin said that Zhao Biao and Fat Tiger mean the same thing.

  Zhao Tiezhu looked at Wang Zijin, Wang Zijin was embarrassed to say too bluntly, and euphemistically said: "The name is actually good, and I feel safe."

  "..."

   means that I am like that kind of passerby with a face full of flesh and blood, right? do you mean this?

  Zhao Tiezhu understands, understands painfully, according to the rumored rumours of the two in a certain circle, they are on the same boat, and he is an outsider. He said that he would cooperate with me in acting, and when the little friend came along, he turned his elbow to his side.

  Qin Ze accompanied Zhao Tiezhu to gag and chat. Since Sister Zijin’s hairpin, she must be a second-generation official or a big dog family. He understood that Sister Zijin was introducing herself to personal connections.

  If you have more friends, you can go wide and far.

  Compared to inside information, he is more interested in making friends with big dogs. He doesn't need inside information to make money, I have the system and I am proud of it. Cheating is not as good as opening the hook, just like a hothead who can't get a tattoo.

  The situation is also tense, otherwise I can also look at the officialdom. If there is real cultivation of immortality in the world, I can still cross the immortal field. It is a pity that after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, it could not be refined, and after the Republic of China, it could not ascend.

  Half of the meal, after drinking several bottles of alcohol, Qin Ze got up to the toilet.

  As soon as he left, Zhao Tiezhu narrowed his face and smiled, with a rare serious expression: "Really planning to have an indescribable relationship with him?"

   "A serious relationship between boy and girl friends, why can't it be described." After Wang Ziyan finished speaking, he sighed quietly: "The eight characters have not been written yet."

   "What do you mean, you two have not arrived?" Zhao Tiezhu was stunned.

Wang Zijin's face was bitter, and he murmured to himself: "It's too far, there is a vinegar jar in the house, and there is a coquettish **** outside. All of them are very tricky. The one at home is nothing to worry about. There is no real threat, but the one outside. Teddy is a bit susceptible, it's not bad for the long one, besides, that Pei Nanman also needs vigilance and needs to be on guard at all times..."

  Zhao Tiezhu listened to her talking to herself, with a bewildered expression on her face, what's the matter, my sister Jin’s love journey, it sounds so bumpy?

"No, where do you like him? He is handsome, but if your prince likes handsome guys, he can't pick his hands and feet. It's not because he is handsome, but his temperament? Please, he has no temperament at all. He can make money. Will my sister Jin be short of money? Write a song? He is not attractive at all. Not to mention Zhang Mingcheng, I can't swallow this breath, why and why." Zhao Tiezhu patted the table straight.

   "Feel!" Wang Ziyan said softly.

   "What? What do you say?" Zhao Tiezhu couldn't believe it.

"With him, I feel very relaxed and happy. I don't know why, there is always a natural sense of intimacy." Wang Ziyan said blankly: "I am also confused, what do I like him? Why do I like him? I can't tell. Anyway, I like it. Maybe it’s a natural fit."

  Is this legendary: Do you need a reason to like someone?

  "Okay, let's not talk about this topic. I will try him later. I will check it for you."

  "How do you try?" Wang Ziyan frowned.

"Skip this topic again, Zijin..." Tie Zhu looked at Wang Zijin and changed his words: "Sister Zijin, do you feel this kid behaved colder? My stout legs stretched out. He was not excited at all when he was in front of him. Xu was so obvious that you paved the way for him, telling him plainly: Sister feeds you a soft meal, opens your mouth, ah... the man’s self-esteem is traumatized."

  In this way, it seems that Qin Ze is not excited at all.

  "He is just relatively calm. In this situation, there is absolutely no such thing as self-esteem being trampled on." With his own understanding of Qin Ze, with his salty, sometimes humble personality, he is not straight male cancer.

  Qin Ze came back from the toilet.

Zhao Tiezhu pondered for a moment, and said, "Qin Ze, this time I plan to find someone to cooperate and make some extra money. If it weren't for Zijin's recommendation, I would definitely not choose you. Let's not come up with some things that are dead by sight, you know how to do it. Yes. Secondly, I can be the person above you. When you encounter official troubles, I will solve it for you. You only need to follow the back of the butt, and I will eat a bite of meat, and you must have a bite of soup. As a reward, I want you to be 100%. Ten income. Not too much. I replaced it with someone else, crying and screaming to stuff me with money, I don’t want it yet."

  After finishing talking, Zhao Tiezhu took out the big man to look at the adorable new eyes.

  The meaning of his words is very clear: boy, follow the boss, the boss is looking at the face of Wang Zijin before giving you the opportunity to hold your thigh.

  This wave of taunting him gave himself full marks.

  Zhao Tiezhu looked forward to seeing Qin Ze suffocating his anger and making a strong smile. If it's better to turn around, look and see, sister Zijin, this is the man you chose.

Speaking of it, Comrade Tie Zhu and Zhang Mingcheng are both able-bodied horses on the knees of Sister Zijin, who both wanted to be kings.

  Who doesn't like such a tiger girl.

  Remember that when he graduated from elementary school, Zhao Tiezhu wandered around at home, threatening Lao Tzu to propose marriage at the Wang’s house, or he would be hit to death and let the old Zhao’s family be the last. Zhao Tiezhu showed the imposing manner that he would die without marrying Wang Zijin.

  But the army-born Laozi slapped his hand and slapped his bow left and right, beating and cursing: "This is the reason why you lifted people's skirts?"

  So many years have passed, the ambition of "non-princes not to marry" in childhood has long been annihilated in time, this affection can be waited for a remembrance, but it was already at that time.

  Comrade Tie Zhu was in a complicated mood. He wished to shoot this kid to death, and hoped that he was a master, so that he could barely match his sister.

  Qin Ze smiled sincerely: "Thank you, Brother Tie Zhu, I will take care of you in the future."

  Zhao Tiezhu: "..."

  He felt like he was slapped in the face.

  (￣ε(#￣)☆╰╮(￣▽￣///)

  Self-esteem, Qin Ze has things, but he is not arrogant. He is used to going through the back door. The Cai Da is helped him get in because of his grades. For each final exam, Dad also took a stack of "key content" on his desk. The old man was broken for his unworthy son.

  So the prince opened the back door to let him in. He didn't dislike him at all, and came in very neatly.

  Prince Jin opened the back door for someone for the first time. There is a poem that describes it very well: Huajing has never been swept away by a guest, and now Pengmen has been opened for the king.

"You show me the quarterly report. Since you have agreed to Zijin, I don't care about your company's current profitability. It's almost a bit too close. Anyway, just listen to my instructions in the future. If it weren't for Zijin's face, you wouldn't have a chance to pick it up." Zhao Tiezhu said.

  Qin Ze took out a document from the bag: "There is no quarterly report. My private equity company was established less than a month ago. This is what I have gathered from someone to summarize the profitability of the past half month."

  What?

  Half a month?

  What's the matter? A new company, a private equity that has only been established for half a month, are you sure that you are not a polished commander? How much money can you have? Even if this young man takes the risk and gives him a bunch of PY transactions, when will you have to accumulate funds to take off? By that time the bull market was too early.

  Zhao Tiezhu felt that he was being tricked.

  He turned his head to look at Wang Ziyan, and Wang Ziyan nodded, affirming Qin Ze's words.

  "Drink and drink."

  Zhao Tiezhu sighed and did not go to receive the half-month report.

  Thousands of thousands of mountains and rivers are always affection, it is to give Zijin a favor.

   Yes, this Shanghai stock market is here for nothing.