After bidding farewell to Xu Yindong, Tang Jingyun left with a smile.

She drank some wine today, and she still smelled of wine, so she went back to school like this and the effect was not very good, so she went straight home.

Jiang Ye is an activist. He felt that Tang Jingyun had inconvenience in moving in and out of his assigned house, so he planned to change his place to another property in the Shanghai stock market.

So the two chose a relatively quiet area with good security.

The two of them now live in a small duplex building. The decoration of the house is already done. Jiang Ye asked him to change all the furniture inside to the style that Tang Jingyun likes, such as curtains, curtains, sofas, etc. Become a fabric style.

At a glance, you will find that it is very stylish.

In the long-term getting along, Jiang Ye also gradually discovered some of Tang Jingyun's preferences, such as his love of fabric style. Although it seems that he doesn't pick anything, it's not that he doesn't choose anything. It's just that he doesn't like it and is too lazy to comment.

In fact, this woman has a very high vision and is very picky about all kinds of things, not the best.

Jiang Ye often felt that she was wronged by allowing her big baby to lead such a poor life in the past two decades. Just because of her temperament, she was born to be pampered in the palm of her hand.

When I discovered her habit at the time, Jiang Ye was heartbroken, so he developed the "bad" habit of sending everything good to her.

Tang Jingyun felt funny at first, but gradually felt warm and heartwarming in her heart. With such a man who treats her well, it's not easy to think about bad life.

The Shanghai Stock Exchange Military Department.

The atmosphere in the conference room was very dull, and there was a dull atmosphere in it, and everyone in the room gathered their voices and held their breath for fear of being swept away by their commander Jiang’s typhoon.

At this time, Jiang Ye was in a military uniform, and the pair of sword eyebrows was unusually sharp. Just looking at it made people tremble unconsciously.

Although many people have heard of Jiang Ye’s name through various channels more or less after Jiang Ye’s airborne, it’s the first time to face Jiang Ye’s horror. The eldest grandson of the family line is not comparable to those raised in the greenhouse! There is a fearful emotion in this man!

His eyes are like the most demanding swords. Standing in this conference room, he feels unreasonably wanting to bury his head and escape.

Jiang Ye said a long time ago that this man's all-round feats came from him traveling through the rain of bullets. He is a soldier who has really seen fire and blood, and the evil spirit on his body is not just for fun.

At this time, Jiang Ye, even if he was a young man like Lu Hongyu, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in his heart, because he was too terrifying.

Although Jiang Yanwang's name was just a joke in their department, it was groundless and might not be without cause.

Jiang Ye threw the papers in his hand on the table, "Speak! Isn't it usually a loud voice?! Now they are all dumb? No one comes forward to speak to me?"

Everyone closed their mouths and shot their heads. Isn't the sound at this time sincere to make Commander Jiang's anger directed at him?

Jiang Ye smiled coldly, how could he not know the thoughts of these people present? He came here not long after he came to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, and he came here because of that big boss, so he was only planning to rectify it, and he didn't intend to take action here.

But who makes the problem here so big, can't help but not interfere!

Although his values ​​are not as pure as ordinary soldiers, he has his own bottom line. If something touches his bottom line from time to time, don't blame him for not giving face!

"What is the army? The army is the guarantee of the prosperity of the country and the people! If this is not even possible, how can the army be called an army?" Jiang Ye slapped his big hand on the table with a thick sound, like his The cold, sharp voice is just like echoing in this conference room!

"I, Jiang Ye, wear a military uniform for one day! You look at what you look like now. It makes me feel sick! It makes me feel sick when you use the same name as a soldier! It's so gross!" Jiang Ye's gaze swept across the people present here coldly, "Think carefully for yourself, this time I won't keep your hands!"

As he said, he flicked his sleeves and left, leaving a lot of silence.

It took a while before someone said cautiously, "What's wrong with Jiang Commander?"

Lu Hongyu smiled mockingly, and distributed the documents one by one. Jiang Ye is no longer there, but the meeting is still going to be held.

By the time this document was handed over, many people shook their hands subconsciously after seeing the content, and there was an expression of crying on their faces.

Lu Hongyu smiled, "Look slowly, everyone, I'll go have a good chat with Commander Jiang."

After that, no matter how the people behind them gritted their teeth, or the two battles, they left comfortably.

It was late when Jiang Ye returned home. He opened the refrigerator and found a plate sealed with plastic wrap in it. After a day of tightness today, he finally showed a soothing smile.

After heating up the food and eating it in big mouthfuls, he went upstairs to take a shower and slept next to Tang Jingyun.

"I'm back?" Tang Jingyun opened her eyes and muttered in a low voice, "Where have you been? So late!"

Jiang Ye bowed his head and kissed Tang Jingyun, with a smile on the corner of his lips, and said with a chuckle, "I'm relatively busy these days, don't wait for me, just go to bed early."

His fingers gently brushed the hair on Tang Jingyun's face, a gentle smile appeared in the bottom of his eyes, and she bowed her head and kissed.

"Okay," Tang Jingyun murmured, turned over, pulled Jiang Ye down, and then smiled, "Holding you to sleep comfortably."

Jiang Ye turned off the lamp beside the bed and fell asleep. In the darkness, the corners of his lips curled up.

Xu Hengyuan's recent days were very painful. He didn't know why he couldn't think about it, so he went to his old subsidiary for an internship. What made him even more unexpected was how could his usual busy father lead him to teach him personally?

My father! You are so busy, you still come to teach me, is this the so-called biological?

However, Xu Hengyuan felt so helpless at this moment how many complaints he had in his heart, because his father didn't care about his thoughts. In Xu Yindong's mind, he is actually an Eastern father who hopes to have a son, especially after seeing a woman like Tang Jingyun, he has deep expectations for his son!

Therefore, encountering Tang Jingyun is Xu Hengyuan's robbery!

However, Xu Hengyuan never thought that Tang Jingyun was his own robbery, but always liked to get in front of Tang Jingyun very much. After seeing Tang Jingyun turning over and over in the stock market, he couldn't help deifying her!

In the past few days, his father didn’t know why. He even left the things he taught him. He stayed in the office or home study all day and meditated. He didn’t know if he was facing Xu’s bankruptcy. What a painful thing.

However, this did not affect his mood at the moment, because he was about to see Tang Jingyun soon.

Thinking of this, the pace couldn't help but brisk a little.

Tang Jingyun had just left the class of Professor Shangguan, and she was sharing her experience in class with Professor Shangguan.

She is no more than an average student. She has a wide range of research and her own understanding of finance, so many points of view can be said to be one, two, three, four, and can also raise objections to the views of Professor Shangguan.

No professor dislikes such students. Professor Shangguan is no exception. If it were not because Tang Jingyun was already a disciple of Cui Ming's old man, he would have to consider whether or not to flick this disciple to his door.

How could he not like such a smart and easy-to-learn student?

He also understood Cui Ming's psychology a little in his heart. After accepting such an outstanding disciple, he couldn't help but dislike it or not! If it was him, he still couldn't help but love him a little bit more.

How come the good disciples let the old man Cui Ming accept it? Professor Shangguan couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Those exchange students have long been used to this. Tang Jingyun always has this kind of charm. Professor Cui of Yan University is like this. Isn't it the same with Professor Shangguan of Shanghai University now? Who makes her knowledge so rich?

The last time someone came up to listen to the two chatting unconsciously, the result was dizzy and confused by the various theories and laws in the conversation between the two.

After bidding farewell to Professor Shangguan, Tang Jingyun walked back to the classroom with a smile, but a farce appeared in the classroom.

"Tang Jingyun! Say! Did you break the string of my violin?"

When Tang Jingyun stepped into the classroom, she rushed to her aggressively and questioned her. This person was Yang Wenshan.

It turned out that there was an exchange meeting between the vocal students of Yantai University and Shanghai University. Yang Wenshan was one of the outstanding students. He wanted to rely on this performance to make a name for himself, but he didn’t want the violin to play half of the time and the strings broke. After that, her performance naturally ended without a problem.

Tang Jingyun finds such questioning very ridiculous, what's the matter, why does it involve her? Not to mention that she didn't take Yang Wenshan to heart at all. Just how she did it and why she did it, these things are inconclusive. Couldn't it be someone else doing it?

She frowned faintly, and pushed away Yang Wenshan who was standing in front of her, "Yang Wenshan, you should be sensible. I don't want to quarrel with you. We will be embarrassed by Yan Da."

And the other boy Yang Wenshan brought was a little face-to-face. He didn't look like an exchange student at Yan University. He should be a student from the Shanghai Stock Exchange. He couldn't help but say, "Why are you so rude? Yang Wenshan asks you, you Why is she so rude! Can't you worry about her bad mood now?"

Before Tang Jingyun spoke, she heard a voice coming from behind her, "What are you doing? We, Tang Jingyun, are upright people. How could we do these things? If you really care, relying on Tang Jingyun's ability to play the piano, It's enough for this classmate to shut up!"

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