My Return to Life

In the living room of Unit 501, Unit 3 of the employee community, the TV was on, but the sound was not loud.

Guan Qiuhe focused his gaze on the TV.

Fang Nian blinked, and finally fixed his gaze on Guan Qiuhe.

Neither hot nor embarrassing.

He smiled and said, "If this is the case, I have to go to Tongfeng again to slap that manager in the face!"

Then he said in a mocking tone.

"Also, Sister He, you are already planning to borrow money, why don't you borrow more."

Guan Qiuhe put his right hand on Erlang's upturned leg, propped his chin up, and said without raising his eyelids, "How can you be sure that I can come up with more money than 50,000?"

"I have found a lot of information about writing novels, and I probably know something."

Taobao.com's top VIP classmate Fang Nian said pretendingly.

"There are a few good bottles of wine on the wine shelf over there, there is a bathtub that doesn't belong to a place like Tangli, and the clothes, shoes and bags are all famous brands..."

Guan Qiuhe curled her lips and said, "I know a lot, and I think a lot."

"The 50,000 yuan is only because you hit a wall today, and I don't know you well."

"It's nothing more than I told you about your business twice."

Fang Nian chuckled, and then asked seriously: "Actually, I want to know why I said that."

"Fifty thousand yuan is almost enough to buy the 502 next door."

At this time, there were almost no transactions such as house sales in Tangli, and most of them were unit allocations.

If you have to buy something like Guan Qiuhe, it's about seven or eight hundred yuan per square meter, and it has to be a worker's community.

Guan Qiuhe replied: "As you said, I am not short of money, maybe 50,000 is only a bag."

"Besides, your novel income has this repayment ability, so it's a favor."

Fang Nian didn't ask questions such as what would happen if he didn't pay back the money and run away.

The family address is listed on the ID card. Everyone is in a small town like Tangli. Where can he go?

"You trust me that much?"

Finally, Fang Nian still asked.

In fact, he has no greed. Even if he has the foresight of rebirth, he just wants to enter the market with a total fund of 1.8 million.

Compared to the entire stock market, it is almost negligible.

There is no butterfly effect either.

It's best not to waste this rare opportunity to see the daily limit of the market across the board.

The reason why he still joked about borrowing more, with a serious look, was because he wanted to know why Guan Qiuhe lent him 50,000 for no reason.

Guan Qiuhe glanced at Fang Nian, and said casually, "I want to see how much you are capable of."

"It's true that I have never met a genius like you. I'm a little curious."

"Why don't you look at me and look at you!"

Sound like a curse word at the end?

Fang Nian groaned, and said, "Understood, so I am your test tool person."

"Winning or losing is on your side, you just take out the money with your left hand and take it back with your right hand, and you can still watch the show in the middle?"

Before Guan Qiuhe could speak, Fang Nian quickly smiled and said, "Okay, thank you Sister He, Sister He is generous."

Guan Qiuhe didn't bother to say much, and said directly: "Give me the card number."

A few minutes later, 50,000 arrived in the account.

After reading the incoming text message, Fang Nian sighed suddenly, looked at the night sky outside the window deliberately, and said with a look of emotion.

"In the future, I will really become a rich man. Please remember that a man named Guan Qiuhe lent me money tonight, which made me inflated my ambition. Please also remember how innocent I was once."

Before Guan Qiuhe could react, Fang Nian quickly said, "Well, Sister He, I'm not very good at operating the stock market, are you?"

"Yes." Guan Qiuhe pouted.

"Can you hit new stocks on the small and medium-sized board?"

"can."

"That starts tomorrow.

"

"Okay, you have already asked for leave until the third class tomorrow, didn't you just make preparations, and you said you were going to Tongfeng to slap people in the face, it's all coaxing!"

After a pause, Guan Qiuhe said again: "If you are not sure about the allocation of funds tomorrow, I will help you apply."

Fang Nian snorted, "What about the commission and interest?"

"Okay, this makes my old lady a servant, not even a manipulator."

Guan Qiuhe said angrily.

"It's just a small amount of money, forget it, and treat it as voluntary labor."

A vengeful woman is really scary, revenge is on the spot.

Fang Nian whispered: "But if you're lucky, the hundreds of thousands now will become hundreds of thousands."

Guan Qiuhe laughed twice.

"Just be happy with yourself."

Fang Nian: "..."

Dare to have such a rhetoric now?

In the end it was settled.

Fang Nian didn't stay in 501 much, and asked before leaving.

"Sister He, can you tell me your wireless password by the way, I want to get off the Internet."

Guan Qiuhe: "..."

Hey man!

You have to rub something before you eat and wipe it off, right?

He still said the password: "gqh123456, this is because you still remember to buy lipstick for me when you traveled all the way to Tongfeng!"

Hearing this, Fang Nian was happy, and walked back to 502 with a smile.

Sitting at the desk, while unpacking the laptop box, thinking about what happened just now.

He could probably tell that Guan Qiuhe's kindness really wasn't mixed with much.

As for why he is so kind, it seems that he is too lenient.

Maybe some things just don't make sense.

For example, Fang Nian obviously didn't intend to put his hand on Chen Yao at first, nor did he want to be friends with him, but in the end he said a few words out of good intentions.

He also kindly gave people a chance.

"Finally got my own computer."

Fang Nian finally finished unpacking the box and turned on the computer.

Although it is only a Pentium CPU, the boot speed is not fast, and it took about ten minutes to complete the initialization.

It is a familiar XP interface, and the processing efficiency is not high, but the application software at this time is not complicated.

Fang Nian used it for a while, and it was quite smooth, better than the computers in Internet cafes.

I took out the two U disks I bought and completed the formatting.

Log in to Qzone, copy all the manuscripts in the diary to the computer, and then copy each to the USB flash drive.

There was no way before, and there was no accident in the space log.

But now that conditions are met, Fang Nian will make extra preparations.

It is purely because there is no cloud service at this time, and the stability of the computer hardware is not particularly reliable.

As a writer, what Fang Nian fears most is losing his manuscript.

After finishing all this work, Fang Nian plugged in the mechanical keyboard and officially started coding.

For a while, it can be called face-rolling keyboard.

This old Fangnian can't be achieved, but luckily it's all about me, so don't be envious.

At half past eleven, Fang Nian turned off the computer.

Fang Nian muttered something when he went to the bathroom to wash up and use new toiletries.

"Barely there is such a little breath of life."

After washing and lying down to rest, Fang Nian let out a contented sigh with an 'hmm'.

Compared with the situation where the sheets and quilts did not match the bed at the beginning, it is now possible to sleep on the bed.

Life, from this day officially begins.

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Broken bowl.