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I found that under the shade of a tree on the road not far from me was a young man in his twenties. He leaned leisurely on a book, holding a magazine in his hand and was watching. On the ground in front of him, there was a pair of chess, which seemed to be a secretly setting up a chess stall here. Of course, this was not an interesting place for me. What interested me was the magazine he was reading. It was an original English magazine published abroad. This magazine enjoyed a worldwide reputation and was recognized as an authoritative economic magazine. I had seen it in Wan'er's study, and I remember that I asked her if she could understand it. Wan'er replied that the content inside was a bit too profound and she didn't understand it very much. I laughed at her and said that she was a dung beetle on the road - a mixed jeep. For this reason, Wan'er was "educated" by Wan'er.

Now, this young man who was so poor that he wanted to set up a chess stall here was actually holding an original English magazine in his hand that even successful people who had worked hard in the mall for many years could not understand. Do you think it was very interesting?

I walked over, squatted down and asked him, "Brother, how much does the next plate cost?"

"You won 100 and lost 50." The young man answered lazily without even raising his head.

I looked at the chessboard placed on the ground, which was a classic endgame. In fact, the endgame of Chinese chess is like a game with rigorous concepts, full of deception and illusions. As long as you take a wrong step, you will be in a desperate situation, and the final result will be failure. This is often said, "If you make a mistake in chess, you will be wrong step by step." If you can deal with it correctly, the result will be a win-win situation. I just happened to be able to do this chess game.

I smiled and asked him, "Where is chess, how do you calculate the winning or losing?"

"You win 100 with the chess." The young man still didn't look up and looked at the magazine in his hand freely.

Haha, this person is really interesting. Generally, when people who play chess games hear me asking, "There is no win or lose, a draw." Because the other party's question means that he is a wise man and can definitely deal with it correctly, then it is inevitable to play chess. But he is fine. He knows that it will be chess, but he still has to admit that he loses. This person is a bit interesting.

"I will do this endgame. I don't want to take advantage of you. How about we two get a balance?"

My words finally caught his attention. He put down the magazine in his hand, and then I saw his face clearly. He looked at him at about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a rectangular face and his small eyes squinted slightly up and down.

"How is it?" I asked him with a smile, "Are you interested in getting two games?"

The young man smiled, and his smile gave me the feeling of being a cynical "bad boy", full of jokes, "Are you a ill person's brain? If you don't do anything about a 100-year-old, are you stupid?"

"I feel uneasy when I take advantage of others." I said, "Actually, I am more interested in you."

"What do you mean?" The young man seemed to be intrigued and looked at me with a wicked smile, "Brother, you are not GAY, are you?"

I know he said he was homosexual. Although I didn't know much English, I still understand the word "Ge Ge". I laughed, "I am absolutely pure heterosexual, and to be honest, I have more than one wife. I just think you are very interesting. I know that this endgame is a chess game, but I still say I won. It's great to see you setting up a stall like this."

"Oh?" The young man was even more interested. "Brother, you can do it. You are honest enough. Hehe, you are also a little interesting. Come on, buddy, I will play two games with you."

"Okay, but I'll make a statement first. My chess skills are very poor, and I'm a bad chess player. Playing this is for fun."

"Haha, then I'll thank you first. Didn't you give me money for nothing? Haha, come on, God of Wealth, let's start."

To be honest, my chess level is still a little better than that of ordinary people. But in front of this cynical young man, I had no power to fight back on the chessboard, and I was "killed" by him so badly. Soon, he won two games in a row by him like "the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves". Perhaps most people had the same idea of ​​not admitting defeat like me, and the more I lost, the more I wanted to play. I became so angry that I simply sat on the ground and wanted to continue the "battle" with him.

"Ha! It's luxurious enough! You dare to sit on the ground in a 'Amani'. Be careful of your outfit!" The young man smiled and threw the magazine in his hand to me, "Put it on, don't wear your pants. Go home and ask your wife to scold you."

I reached out to catch the magazine he threw over and looked at him, "Can you understand this?"

The young man glanced at his mouth with disdain, "What he said above is bullshit. Theories can only be theory. Only theories tested by the market are truth. Economics are not mathematics, and there are no unchanging theories and formulas."

"Are you studying economics?" I guess he should be a student who has just left college. He is full of pride and contempt for authority.

"That's right." The young man waved his hand, "Forget it, I won't say it anymore. Are you still playing?"

I smiled, "Why not play? I still want to make a fortune."

"Okay, come on, let's continue. God of Wealth."

"Okay! Come again!"

"But you are really a bad chess player. You are so good at your level. Even if you continue playing, you can only continue to lose. But if you want to give me money, I have no reason to refuse, haha."

"Don't be crazy! I don't believe that I can't beat you in a single game. Let's go!"

The two of us continued to fight. After losing a few more games, I began to calm down from the anger of failure, began to study his chess path carefully, and carefully search for his weaknesses. Finally, after losing more than ten consecutive games, I won him one game.

"Haha," I laughed happily, "Boy, have you blown your skin? How about it, did I win?"

The young man looked at me and smiled, "You are a little interesting person, so unyielding. It seems that if you don't let you win my game, I'm afraid you won't go home today."

"Okay," I was startled when I looked at my watch. More than an hour had passed. "I don't want to play anymore, I have something to leave."

I stood up and took out my wallet from my pocket, "Fifteen losses and one victory, a total of 700."

The young man also stood up and pushed back the money I handed over, "Come on, take it back. I'm working on this here because I'm so bored alone and want to have some fun for myself. You think I really expect this to earn money to support myself. I want to thank you for staying with me for so long."

When he stood up, I noticed that he was wearing a shirt with the "gucci" brand. This brand was just now known from the teachings of my four "teachers". It was a world-class men's clothing brand in Italy. Angel introduced me and said with a little regret that there is no "gucci" store here. Otherwise, my free and easy "gucci" can fully display the masculine taste of me.

And a person who set up a chess stall on the roadside was wearing a world-class brand worth tens of thousands of yuan! This kid even more interested me.

"Do you like 'gucci'?" I asked, pointing to his shirt.

"Ha, I wear it to show my identity. In my opinion, some top brand is just a little more comfortable to wear. It's nothing special." The young man casually patted the shirt that was stained with soil because he leaned against the tree, "It's just a bit more expensive."

I immediately found the "organization" and was excited to meet the "comrades-in-arms". "It seems that our opinion is the same. I think it's enough to wear clean and tidy clothes, and there is no need to wear any famous brand."

The young man glanced at me, "Then are you still wearing this high-end outfit?"

I smiled, "This is my wife's request. There is no way, who told me to be a 'wife' to be strict with her."

"Haha," the young man laughed, "You dare to tell the truth. But the more you say a man who is afraid of his wife, the less he is afraid of his wife. Are you going shopping with your wife? You dare to let his wife come out and play with me alone. Are you afraid of your wife?"

I smiled, "Being afraid of your wife should actually be a sign of loving your wife. If you don't love her, how could you be afraid of her? You have already let her go away and listen to her long-term words?"

"It makes sense." The young man nodded, "I like you very much. You are a person who is very close to my appetite, so make friends."

"I also feel that I can talk to you very much. I want to make friends with you," I smiled and stretched out my hand, "My name is Fang Juexiao."

The young man held my hand with a smile, "Zou Cheng."

After we started introducing our identities to each other, I realized that Zou Cheng had just returned from M Guo and started doing financial investment business on Wall Street. The more we talked, the more speculative we became, and found that we both had many similarities in hobbies and interests. We felt like we met too late.

As we talked more and more, the topics changed from introducing each other to various aspects: economy, culture, international relations,... Later, we just sat on the ground, smoking and chatting.

"Two gentlemen, it's getting late. Should we go home first and then you can continue to talk about the current topic?" Suddenly, Wan'er's soft voice came from behind.

When I turned around, I found Wan'er, Song Jing and others standing behind me. They were looking at me with a smile.

"Meet a friend." I laughed and stood up, "I'm talking about it for a while."

"Talk for a while?" Yufei pointed for a while, "Is this called chat for a while?"

When I looked up, I realized that it was already sunset and the mountains were full of red clouds. I looked at my watch and said, "Good, I have been here for nearly three hours."

"I'm sorry, I was so happy that I forgot everything after chatting." I hurriedly apologized to them with a smile, "You have been looking for me for a long time, have you?"

"I've been standing there for a long time." Wan'er said with a smile, "Seeing that you are happy about your conversation, I didn't come to disturb you."

"So you have come long ago." I said, they didn't come to me after not going back for so long. They just waited aside and didn't come to call me.

Angel suddenly took off her sun's eyes and walked towards Zou Cheng who was standing up, "Hello, Mr. Zou, do you still remember me?"

Zou Cheng said with his bad smile on his face, "Ha, who would have forgotten a great beauty like you? How could you come here in Angel?"

"You know each other?" I was a little surprised.

Angel smiled and nodded, "We have known each other in Country M. Don't you know that Mr. Zou is the most famous stock market trader on Wall Street?"

"He?" I was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Zou Cheng, and found that he still had a smirk on his face, looking at An Qier with a little lust, as if he didn't pay attention to what An Qier was saying.

"Mr. Zou is a recognized investment genius on Wall Street and an investment master in the stock market." Angel continued, "Everyone unanimously agreed that his future achievements will definitely surpass the 'stock god' Bafite. However, Bafite himself publicly said that his ability is far inferior to Mr. Zou, and Mr. Zou is the real god of the stock market."

Zou Cheng suddenly spoke, "The old man is a little self-aware."

My heart pounded! Of course I know who Bafite is. The second richest man in the world, the God of the Stock Market, is so great that he can admit that he is inferior to himself! This Zou Cheng is an amazing talent, a real genius, and a treasure! If he and I can join forces to conquer the world, then my career will be like a rocket equipped with a powerful engine. Wouldn't it be soaring to the sky! I must persuade him to cooperate with me to fight the country. Haha, this time I went shopping, I actually picked up a treasure!

I made up my mind and just about to speak, but Zou Cheng spoke first, "Come on, Brother Fang, (because I am three years older than him, he called me that's it) I know what you want to say, but don't say it anymore. I really don't want to do it anymore, I'm bored."

I quickly changed the topic, "Why, you're tired of eating? Then how did you survive?"

I decided to calm him down first and persuade him slowly.

"Brother Fang, don't be fooled with me." Zou Cheng smiled, his eyes full of arrogance, "I have been in the mall for so long, and I have been deceived into being smart. I know what you think. Since you are a friend, I will give you a chance. You can ask me to help you, and give me three reasons. As long as your reasons can convince me, I will do it with you in the future. How about it? Now, I will give you ten minutes to consider it. It's time to tell me your reasons."

After saying that, he looked down at the watch on his wrist, "Now start remembering the time."

My mind was working quickly, how could I convince him? High salary? What's the point? Any company that wants to get him as a genius will offer him a high annual salary. It's even more nonsense! Do I give all the money I earn to the country? Friendship? I have only known him for only three hours. What kind of deep friendship can I have?

Suddenly, my mind had a sudden idea and came up with an idea. Although I don’t know if it will succeed, now, I can try it.

Zou Cheng suddenly said, "Time is up. Brother Fang, tell me the reason why I want me to help you."
Chapter completed!