Isn't it? Song Dafa had a confused expression.
“The girl took the money left over and the compensation money and invested it in the stock market.”
“After some operations, it has been three times the capital.”
The old man is still very surprised when he thinks of Zhang Yu's achievements, "It only took more than three months."
Huh? Song Dafa knows that many people make money in the stock market, but more people lose money.
It's not like Song Dafa has never seen someone as profitable as Zhang Yu, but they are all people who have been working hard in the financial circle for many years.
A little girl like Zhang Yu can actually do such an operation. No matter what, it seems so mysterious.
Did someone give me inside information? As soon as this idea came up, Song Dafa thought it was impossible.
Even if there is so-called inside information, it is impossible for you to earn so much.
Especially for Zhang Yu, a little girl, her dead adoptive parents were ordinary people. How could they have such connections?
If they really had connections in this area, wouldn't they be able to live a better life?
Song Dafa thought for a long time before he had to admit that Zhang Yu should have come up with this himself.
No way, Song Dafa's mouth opened wide, "She, she has never studied finance, how could she understand this?"
Song Dafa felt so incredible. It feels really fantasy.
Yes, having never studied finance, Song Weikang couldn’t help but sigh, “That’s why the next generation is to be feared.”
"She is still a high school student."
"She has not received any training, and she does not have any so-called inside information." Song Weikang sighed again.
"If she had grown up in the Song family, she would have become more powerful." Song Weikang was annoyed again.
"The situation of the Song family, alas."
"With the support of Zi Ming and this girl, the transformation will be successful."
The old man thought of the Song family's situation and sighed helplessly again.
"Forget it, let's go," Song Weikang closed his eyes, unwilling to think too much.
Song Dafa took out his mobile phone and called the driver. The driver ran over quickly, started the car and left.
Zhang Yu returned home with his things and looked at the quiet house, "A quiet environment suits me."
Zhang Yu glanced at the quiet home and felt that it was so comfortable, " It’s better to be at home.”
Zhang Yu didn't have a good impression of the Song family at first, but now that he knew that the Song family was such a rip-off, he had an even less favorable impression.
I quickly made myself a curry rice. As for the fruit, of course it was the mango I just bought.
While eating, I checked the information on the Internet. Zhang Yu estimated that the stocks he bought before should have almost reached the top. Even if they would still rise by one or two, the rise would be weak.
Zhang Yu already had several rough goals before, and he decided on the one he wanted to start with today.
Soon based on his intuition, Zhang Yu chose a target, "Just choose this one."
Zhang Yu made a decision and planned to sell the stock tomorrow morning and then directly invest on a large scale.
"After finishing it last time, I can celebrate the New Year with peace of mind." Zhang Yu was really happy when he thought of the upcoming winter vacation.
Although I need to make up classes during the holidays, I can at least have a good rest at home.
Even if you celebrate the New Year alone, you still need to have a sense of ceremony, and you still need to buy New Year clothes.
Then the New Year’s Eve dinner should also be prepared. Unfortunately, we are just one person, so we cannot prepare many types of meals. Zhang Yu thought for a moment, "Why don't we go out to celebrate the New Year."
“It’s still a little cold at home.” Zhang Yu thinks that the best way to spend the Spring Festival is to go out of town.
Although the Song family will most likely not come to look for her, no one likes a prick.
Zhang Yu was very sure before, but today Song Weikang suddenly arrived. Zhang Yu knew something and it has changed.
Zhang Yu was worried that the old man's actions would attract the attention of the Song family. Although the old man had stepped down, it was impossible for the old man to give away everything he had.
Even if most of the old man's shares are reserved for Song Shijian, are there still shares in the company he invested in?
The old man has a lot of properties under his name, not to mention the old man likes to collect, the collections left by his ancestors, and the collections he received through his own auctions and other methods.
Although Zhang Yu doesn’t know how much property the old man still has, he definitely has a few small goals.
Song Weikang's children are all watching. They feel that Song Shijian, as the eldest son, has already taken away most of the shares in the old man's name, and these things should be left to them.
But for Song Shijian, he is the eldest son, including the Song family shares, the property and collections in the hands of the old man, of course should be given to him.
In order to know what the old man is doing, they will definitely keep a close eye on him.
“It’s true that the tree wants to be still and the wind is not stopping.” Zhang Yu couldn’t help but sigh.
But she just sighed a little, not too timid.
“Whatever should be done will be done.”
“Those who have no desires and desires are the most fearless.”
After Zhang Yu brushed a few test papers, he quickly went to rest.
After Song Weikang arrived home, it was already late, so he settled in to rest.
Song Dafa waited until the old man fell asleep, inspected the house again, returned to the room and prepared to rest.
At this moment, the phone rang. I took it and saw the caller jumping on it.
Song Dafa didn't have any surprises. When the old man went out to see Zhang Yu, he knew that the old man's children would be interested in all kinds of things.
As for why it was Song Yurong who called, he knew the whole story. No matter what, he was still his son.
Song Dafa thought for a moment and then picked up the phone.
Song Yurong called Song Dafa in front of Song Shijian. The other party didn't answer the phone, but he was very anxious.
After finally hearing someone answer the phone, Song Yurong breathed a sigh of relief: Dad, wasn't it convenient for you to answer the phone just now?
Song Dafa didn’t want to talk in circles with his son: Tell me, what’s the matter?
Song Yurong blocked Song Dafa's words and felt very unhappy, but after all, it was his father: The old man went out?
Song Dafa was not surprised to ask this, so he said yes: Yes, I’m out.
Song Yurong knew that his old man was strict with his words: he went to see that girl.
Song Dafa hummed: The old man has been waiting for a long time and has not seen that girl, so he just wants to take a look.
Song Yurong felt like he was covered in cold sweat: Dad, that girl has a really sharp mouth.
When Song Dafa heard this, his expression suddenly turned bad: No matter what, she is the eldest lady of the Song family. Is this the education you have received since childhood?
Song Yurong spoke again, feeling unhappy, but he couldn't refute: That, that.
Song Dafa thought of Zhang Yu's expression when he spoke, and the old man's words of praise to Zhang Yu, and couldn't help but soften his tone: I know you were unhappy when you went to pick her up.
Song Dafa: I also know what Director Song thinks, but you also need to know what the old man thinks, that is, the blood of the Song family cannot be left outside.
Song Dafa: Especially since Zhang Yu is a direct descendant of the family, what would they do if the side branches knew about it.
When Song Yurong heard this, his body suddenly froze. Yes, how could he forget this?