Chapter 230 Pay some Price
"I asked someone to check and found out that He Qian has a brother named He Cong."
"Yes, He Cong is a well-known dandy in the circle. He is the second generation ancestor. He has no knowledge or skills."
Fu Nanli: "What's the latest news in the financial circle?"
“Mini bonds are all the rage in the financial world recently, did you know?”
Fu Nanli lit a cigarette and raised his eyebrows: "I know, tell me about it."
Fu Chuandao: "This debt-obsessed trend was initiated by Xue Lin, an upstart in the financial circle, and is linked to several large companies in country M. Once a credit crisis occurs, retail investors will basically lose their money, and the credit risk is extremely high, but investment The rate of return is also high, and ordinary people rarely invest in it. Xue Lin specially tricked the second generation ancestor into investing money, and He Cong also invested a lot. "
Fu Nanli lit the cigarette ashes: "Which companies in Country M are affiliated with this wave of mysterious bonds issued by Xue Lin? Check it out for me, and then help me contact the person in charge there."
"what are you up to?"
Fu Nanli put out the cigarette butt: "The He family is very busy. Find something for them to do so that they don't have to meddle in other people's affairs."
Fu Chuan said again: "Leave the matter to me, don't you worry?"
He doubted Wen Qiao's motives, and Wen Qiao seemed to doubt him too. He must have said a lot in front of Nan Li. Now that Nan Li believed in him, did it mean that he was already suspicious of the girl?
Fu Nanli glanced at him: "Why do you talk so much?"
"Have you recovered your memory?" Fu Chuan asked again.
Fu Nanli glanced at Fu Chuan like a hawk, "No."
The answer was straightforward.
Fu Chuan added: "I have another question to ask you. After you lost your memory in the car accident, you should not have remembered Xiao Wen. So when you saw her for the first time in the hospital after losing your memory, did it feel like... love at first sight?" Woolen cloth?"
"When did you become so verbose?" Fu Nanli's eyes were cold.
Fu Chuan smiled and exited the room.
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He Qian was worried, and after all the hard work, Wen Qiao found out, and all her efforts were in vain.
However, Wen Qiao wore a small dress and escaped from Xiaotangshan despite the freezing weather, which further confirmed her suspicion.
She and Mrs. Fu cannot appear on the same occasion.
Whether Fu Nanli didn't like them meeting, or Mrs. Fu didn't want to see her, it was always good.
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Soon it was Christmas Eve, and Wen Qiao and the others had a performance.
The folk music club has an ensemble, and she also has a solo performance. Now, she is already familiar with these performances.
Since the last Thanksgiving, the school has obviously paid more attention to folk music, and there is no need to compete with people from the Western Music Department for performance slots.
The school's performances are divided into Western music and folk music, and folk music has fixed seats.
This is a good sign, and Wen Qiao is pleased.
Wen Qiao was preparing backstage. After setting her makeup, she sent a selfie. Just as she was about to send it out, Lu Youyou clicked her tongue: "Look at the photo you took."
Wen Qiao looked at it: "What's wrong?"
"Are you going to send it to Mr. Fu?"
Wen Qiao coughed, and Lu Youyou sneered: "Why are you pretending to be in front of me? I'll take another picture for you."
Wen Qiao: "Why?"
"The angle of your shot is even better than that of the straight man. I don't want to say anything about you. You sit down, holding the pipa, and gently lean your head on the pipa."
"Isn't it a bit pretentious?"
Lu Youyou rolled her eyes: "You're not taking ID photos. You're taking them to show to your boyfriend. You just want to do it. If you want me to teach you how to fall in love, it's nothing."