Chapter 237
Sitting on the light rail home, the more Li Junfeng thought about it, the more he felt that his move to ask Yu Jianghai to call the police was a quick move.If he really called the police, with this amount, Yu Jianghai would have to explain the ins and outs of the money to the police first.But he estimated that nine out of ten he would not and would not tell the police how he got the money.

While Li Junfeng applauded his quick wit from the bottom of his heart, he couldn't help but marvel at Shang Cambridge's audacity.This person seemed more vigorous than Yu Jianghai.It seems that my top priority next week is how to get back my share of the money from Shang Cambridge.Judging from Shang Cambridge's attitude of distributing money at night, I estimate that I can get 1800 marks, or even 2000 marks.

Thinking of the thousands of marks he could earn for nothing from Yu Jianghai, Li Junfeng felt his bones lighten a few catties, and went home happily humming a ditty.

But Li Junfeng didn't think about it carefully: Why did Yu Jianghai carry so much cash with him?
Yu Jianghai, who followed him all the way, saw that he neither went to the place near Yu Jianghai's dormitory to withdraw money (Yu Jianghai thought that Li Junfeng might have hidden the money nearby), nor called anyone, but went straight home by car , I couldn’t help but wonder in my heart: Could it be that I really suspected that I was wrong?Was there someone else who attacked him?

Yu Jianghai, who had been stalked to no avail, returned to the dormitory angrily and sat on the light rail. Thinking that he had lost a lot of money in vain, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken, but he quickly calmed down, and Li Junfeng had to open a gap in this matter.If he was telling lies, he would slip up sooner or later. After all, it is easy to lie temporarily, but it is still very difficult for a boy of his age to maintain his lies for a long time without showing any flaws.

*
After entering June, the dawn is getting earlier and earlier. Dong Qiangqiang has the habit of going to bed early and getting up early. He was interrupted by Lei Lanting temporarily yesterday, so he went to bed later, but the biological clock of waking up in the morning has not changed.Just after six o'clock, he crawled out of the sleeping bag.

Lei Lanting was still sleeping soundly on the mattress, it seemed that alcohol did have a calming effect.Thinking of Lei Lanting shouting Tong Lele's name several times in his dream last night, Dong Qiangqiang gradually believed that Lei Lanting might really like Tong Lele.He couldn't help but wonder if he would also call someone's name in his sleep.

While making breakfast for himself and Lei Lanting, Dong Qiangqiang was reading the newspaper. Now he has developed the habit of reading newspapers every day. If he reads a lot, the new words in the newspaper seem to be less.

After reading the newspaper, Dong Qiangqiang copied in his notebook the codes of nearly ten option products that he thought were good, issued by different financial institutions, and related to public stocks last night.With Mueller's money as a base, he felt that he could suddenly do a lot more.He wanted to communicate with Duanmu Xinghao before placing an order today, and then buy a few options as soon as possible to experience the taste of financial leverage.

Returning to the house after breakfast, seeing Lei Lanting still sleeping soundly, Dong Qiangqiang kicked the corner of the mattress and said loudly: "Hey, drunkard, wake up."

"Well, what time is it?" Lei Lanting turned over on the mattress, hugged the quilt, and mumbled to the wall.

"It's 10 minutes to seven." Dong Qiangqiang saw that Lei Lanting was still lying in bed, so he took two quick steps and opened the curtains.The morning sun is just right, warm and comfortable without drying out.

Although Lei Lanting faced the wall and turned his back to the sun, he still covered his head with the quilt and muttered: "It's not yet eight o'clock, please let me sleep a little longer."

"Want to sleep until eight o'clock? You are beautiful, hurry up." Dong Qiangqiang urged, "We have to leave at eight o'clock."

"Why so early?" Lei Lanting asked angrily under the quilt, causing the quilt to rise and fall, "Can't you let me sleep longer?"

"Did you forget that we have to go to the court before going to the tax office in the morning?" Dong Qiangqiang raised his voice, "Do you still want Mueller's money?"

"That's right!" Lei Lanting tore off the quilt, sat up suddenly from the mattress, and opened his eyes wide, "How did I forget such an important thing? Thank you for reminding me."

"You are a typical waste of drinking." Dong Qiangqiang waved his hand, "Breakfast is in the kitchen, remember to wash the dishes after eating."

"Deling." Lei Lanting jumped off the mattress and jumped out of the room in two strides, but came back in less than a second, "I forgot my pants." He said with a playful smile.

*
Lu Wei went home after wandering around the Children's Day Carnival last weekend. She called Lu's mother and learned that her father's condition had stabilized a lot. She told her mother not to be careless and to call herself whenever there was something to do. He also explained a few words to his younger brother, such as the clichés such as academic first, the college entrance examination is an important hurdle in life, etc., but to her surprise, her younger brother did not show the stubbornness and ignorance she thought, but comforted her in a sophisticated way Don't panic, his goal is still 211, 985 and other prestigious schools, which makes Lu Wei quite relieved.

Putting down the phone, Lu Wei took a few mouthfuls of food casually, and immediately devoted himself to the thesis assigned to her by Yu Jianghai.She had sent Yu Jianghai the outline of the thesis before, but Yu Jianghai was noncommittal and never replied. Presumably he himself knew that his ability could not guide Lu Wei.

Lu Wei thinks that this point of Yu Jianghai can be regarded as one of his limited strengths: he will never guide experts from outsiders.Of course, Lu Wei never disappointed him every time.

On Saturday, she adjusted the outlines of several papers, and spent another day in the library on Sunday, sorting out all the documents and materials that needed to be consulted. She was busy until the library closed on Sunday night, and she reluctantly returned to the dormitory.

After cooking some instant noodles in the dormitory, Lu Wei began to write the paper.This time I wrote until two o'clock in the morning on Monday. If it wasn't really sleepy, Lu Wei could continue to write.

At eight o'clock in the morning, while Lu Wei was still asleep, the mobile phone on the desk above his head made a deafening noise.Lu Wei fell into a drowsy sleep. He reached out to reach for the phone, but he didn't calculate the distance, so his hand was empty. In addition, he used a lot of force, and fell directly from the bed to the bottom of the bed.

After finally getting the phone, Lu Wei saw that it was one of the calls she least wanted to answer.

"Good morning, Ms. Lu Wei, I am Dr. Fang Ke."

"Well, good morning, Dr. Fang Ke." Lu Wei knew the purpose of the other party's call, and his heart shivered.

"Is your time convenient tomorrow morning?" Fang Ke didn't make any greetings this time, but cut to the chase, "09:30 am."

"Let me check the timetable." Lu Wei gently brushed his hair behind his ears, and quickly made a difficult decision, "Well, I...have time."

"Okay then, see you at the art academy at 09:30 on Tuesday morning. Looking forward to your visit." Fang Ke hung up the phone without saying a word of nonsense.

Thinking of going to be a still life model the next morning, Lu Wei fell into a daze holding the phone.

*
There was still some time before nine o'clock, and Dong Qiangqiang and Lei Lanting stood at the gate of the Hanover State Court, but Tong Lele hadn't arrived yet.

The two chatted and waited for Tong Lele while the time passed by.

Nine o'clock sharp.

Tong Lele was actually late.

"You said she wouldn't forget to come to the court today like me?" Lei Lanting looked at Dong Qiangqiang worriedly, "If we don't have enough people, can we still get the money?"

(Special thanks for this chapter: Yun Yaqi, Zhao's clan, Jin Wanliang 2019 recommendation ticket)

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