My Fintech Empire

January 23rd is the twenty-eighth day of the lunar calendar, and the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve.

At this moment, in the afternoon, Zheng, Fang Ping, and his mother Chen Ling were sitting around the stove table at home. There were thirty or forty photos of the girl piled up on the table, and behind each photo was the girl's birthday.

These were all sent by a matchmaker in the past few days. Her mother, Chen Ling, looked at them with happiness written all over her face.

It is worth mentioning that there are no beauty cameras in this era, and there is no such thing as medical beauty. The girls in the photos basically look like real people, and they are almost the same.

"I don't have to worry about picking, but I'm even more worried." Chen Ling said, this is a happy trouble, seeing that Fang Hong is also holding the photos to look at one after another, so she said with a smile: "San Er, Which one is the match? If you are the match, tell Mom, Mom will call the matchmaker to arrange for you two to meet, and if you agree, then the marriage will be settled."

Fang Hong hurriedly said: "I said, Mom, you should tell the second brother what you said. I just took a casual look and helped the second brother to give advice. Didn't I make up my own mind after talking about my affairs? Is it possible? Are you still afraid that your son will not be able to marry a wife?"

marry? nonexistent.

Fang Hong replied silently in his heart.

After thinking about it, Chen Ling was speechless to refute his words, especially since there was no need to worry about getting back so much money the day before yesterday, and the third son was only 20 years old now, so there was no need to worry about not being able to marry a wife anyway. Not much to say about my opinion.

On the contrary, Fang Ping is now twenty-four or five years old. In this age, unlike ten years later, Fang Ping is considered an old leftover man who is not married at this age.

So, Chen Ling turned to look at Fang Ping and said, "Ping'er, which girl do you like?"

Fang Ping scratched his head and laughed dryly: "It's like choosing a concubine. To be honest, I don't know which one to choose for a while. I feel that most of them are fine..."

Speaking of which, Fang Ping turned his head and added to Fang Hong: "Third Brother, please give me some advice."

Hearing this, Fang Hong nodded and thought for a moment, then said: "Marrying a wife is not the same thing as falling in love. As the saying goes, marrying a wife and marrying a virtuous person is second only to appearance, so it's easy to handle. Let's use the method of elimination to screen."

Fang Hong sorted out all the photos and said at the same time: "It is the best to be beautiful and virtuous, so first select the relatively beautiful ones, and then select the virtuous one from these beautiful girls. Then you guys meet up and see if I can call."

Chen Ling asked blankly, "What do you call a call?"

Fang Hong smiled and said, "It means seeing each other."

Chen Ling nodded suddenly.

After a while, Fang Hong screened out a dozen photos, and these were the most beautiful girls in all the photos, so he said in a deep voice: "How to judge whether a girl is virtuous or not? Two points, the first is to get along with her Observing during the chat, the second is to look at the girl's original family, especially the character of the girl's mother."

Fang Hong gave Fang Ping careful guidance on how to observe and judge useful information in getting along and chatting, how to say appropriate words in chatting, and what kind of atmosphere to cut into the topic without being abrupt and silent.

The mother next to her, Chen Ling, was also stunned when she heard it. She never thought that the third son was a ghost. They were too cunning. An ordinary girl would definitely be able to deceive him within two days.

As time passed, Fang Hong paused for a moment and continued: "Don't take what I told you as a lie. The criterion for judging is not the truth or the lie itself, but whether the starting point is good intentions or malicious. If it is appropriate, the malicious truth is evil, and the malicious lie is evil plus evil, understand the difference, just be reasonable."

Fang Ping couldn't help but nodded.

Fang Hong went on to say: "As for the second point, look at her original family, especially what kind of person her mother is, because what kind of personality her mother is, there is a high probability that she will also be a person with that kind of personality in the future. Of course, this statement is not absolute, but it accounts for a large proportion in the judgment, a good wife and a good mother, and a good mother and a good wife are the truth."

After pausing for a moment, Fang Hong looked at the dozen or so photos selected on the table and said, "It takes time to understand a girl's native family. You can't just listen to the matchmaker. The matchmaker must pick the best ones."

Fang Hong added: "If you want to get married quickly, then only the girls in your own village, since we are a village, we also know what kind of person her mother is. We also know the situation of the original family, and we know it well, so we don't have to worry about it." In order to spend extra time and energy to understand these, the rest depends on whether you call or not."

At this time, Fang Hong handed Fang Ping a few photos in his hand. They were all girls from the village. Of course, although they all had the same surname in the village, as long as the two parties had five direct blood relatives or collateral blood relatives within three generations, they could get married. These girls are naturally eligible.

After a while, Fang Ping chose a photo and said embarrassedly: "Or, just her."

"Fang Jingshu? Oh... I have a little impression of this girl." Fang Hong immediately took a look at the photo, retrieved the original owner's memory information, and then looked at Chen Ling and said jokingly: "Mom, this is the girl my second brother had a crush on. girl."

Fang Ping slapped a haha, it's really embarrassing.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Hong asked his mother about the situation of Fang Jingshu's family. They were all in the same village. His mother was sure that he knew the situation of Fang Jingshu's family.

After Fang Hong finished listening, he confirmed that there was no problem. Fang Jingshu and her natal family met the standards. He looked at his mother and smiled, "Mom, arrange it."

Chen Ling looked at Fang Ping and said, "The girl Fang Jingshu?"

Fang Ping nodded.

Chen Ling immediately stood up with a smile and said, "Okay, I'll call the matchmaker right now. The day after tomorrow will be thirty, so let's arrange for you to meet tomorrow."

Fang Hong took out the mobile phone and handed it to his mother, but Chen Ling was puzzled when she saw it: "Is this a mobile phone? Why don't you even have a button?"

Seeing this, Fang Ping gave Chen Ling his Nokia.

As his mother went to call the matchmaker, Fang Hong immediately took out the car keys and put them on the table, "Have you taken the driver's license test yet?"

In the village, even if you can't afford a car temporarily, you will take the driver's license test first. This is actually a common phenomenon in rural areas.

Fang Ping nodded: "I got my driver's license in the first half of the year."

Hearing this, Fang Hong glanced at the car keys on the table and said with a smile: "Tomorrow you will drive to someone else's sister's house to visit, and then take her to the city to play alone. I have taught you how to flirt with girls. Here it is, as for whether you can hug the beauty, the rest depends on your performance, stand up."

Fang Ping took the key and said with a smile: "You must be stunned, second brother will not say thank you!"

The second elder brother got married, and then gave birth to the child quickly so that his parents could hold the grandson. Fang Hong also didn't worry about lest his parents would urge him to get married and give birth to a baby.

...

The next day, around 10 am.

Fang Hong is building a snowman with little loli Fang Shiyan in the cement dam open space in front of his house. This concrete dam open space is usually a place for chatting and resting, or for drying crops during the autumn harvest season.

The image of Fang Hong now and before returning to his hometown has changed a lot. It can be said that before returning to the village, it was Louis and Anna, and after returning to the village, it was Goudan and Cuihua.

In fact, everyone is similar. In the city, you need to maintain a more refined appearance to adapt to the life in the city, but after returning to the countryside, everything is more natural, and you don’t need to spend too much time on dressing yourself. There is such a big contrast.

The little loli Fang Shiyan's face was flushed red from the cold, she was very cute, and she was having fun.

At this moment, the Mercedes-Benz that Fang Hong drove back slowly came out of the village and passed by the door of the house. It just happened to look at Fang Ping who was driving. The two brothers looked at each other and smiled. They each looked away, and the co-pilot in the car sat a beautiful girl, it was Fang Jingshu.

Little Lolita looked curiously at the passing vehicle, turned her head and asked, "Third Uncle, what is Second Uncle doing? It seems that there is another sister in the car..."

Fang Hong glanced at the little Lolita and said solemnly: "Youngsters don't inquire about the affairs of adults."

Little Lolita was dissatisfied and said, "I'm already in the fifth grade this year, so I'm not a brat."

Fang Hong grabbed two balls of snow and threw them at Little Lolita and said, "It's just a little kid, a little kid, a follower..."

Even being hit by a snowball, and a ball hit her face directly, the little Lolita was furious on the spot, and immediately pinched a snowball and launched a fierce counterattack, but she was not an opponent at all. Going back to the house with a crying face, I went to my grandma to complain.

After a while, mother Chen Ling came to the door of the house, holding a long spoon in her hand, and scolded Fang Hong: "How old are you, why do you think you are neurotic..."

Fang Hong looked at the aggrieved little Lolita next to his mother, and said with a smile, "Who made Xiao Yanyan so cute? It would be a pity not to make her cry."

Chen Ling shook her head angrily, and didn't bother to talk to him, she turned her head and went back to the house, while the little Lolita also gave him a fierce look, as if saying that she wouldn't play with you anymore, and just closed the door again. One hitch.

Fang Hong smiled dumbly, suddenly it feels pretty good to have an old mother babbling in front of you, there is no game of intrigue in the shopping mall here, and there is no calculus of profit and profit.

Stretching comfortably, he lit a cigarette to calm his shock, thinking about the matter of Fang's Medicine Hall.

After flicking the cigarette ash, two girls passed by on the road on the left of Fang Hong holding each other's arms. Searching the original owner's memory information, I found that the two girls were in the same class in junior high school. They went out to work after graduating from junior high school. Quite beautiful.

Fang Hong immediately remembered that among the dozens of photos of girls yesterday, there seemed to be a photo of them.

Seeing the two girls also cast their gazes, Fang Hong also greeted them both with a smile, but the two girls were very shy when they saw Fang Hong, chatted casually and then hurried away, whispering while walking.

"I didn't expect Fang Hong to be so handsome!"

"I heard from my aunt yesterday that he is very rich and single."

"Handsome and rich, the rich and handsome on the Internet refers to him."

"Hey, do you have any of his QQ friends?"

"No……"

"It would be great if he was my boyfriend."

"How about letting your aunt go to Fang Hong's house and introduce you to her, hee hee."

"actually……"

"Actually what?"

"Nothing, it should be unlikely."

"No way? Your aunt also introduced it?"

"Huh? Earlier you said that your second aunt was introducing someone to you. Could it be him?"

"But you're right, we probably don't have much chance, so let's pretend it never happened."

Although Fang Hong's current clothes are dressed in the style of a dog's egg when he goes to the countryside, it can't stop that Yanzu-level handsome face, and it is handsome and upright, not the kind of sissy.

Most of the girls were in front of Fang Hong, and half of the girls lost before he could speak, and if he teased again, the girls were settled in minutes.

The cell phone rang suddenly at this moment.

As soon as the connection was made, the voice of cousin Fangzheng came: "Cousin, where are you?"

Fang Hong: "At home."

Fangzheng: "Grandpa and I are back, and we are here with third uncle now. Third uncle asked me to call you over."

At the old man's house?

Fang Hong guessed that the fourth uncle Fang Chengyao should be Mr. Zhao talking about the establishment of Fang's Medicine Hall, and immediately nodded and replied: "Well, I'll be right over."

After hanging up the phone, I immediately went to the old man's residence, which was not far away, and it took a few steps to get there in a minute or two.

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(Ps: My big A really is always dripping 3000 points, forever dripping God, today’s wild burst is updated with 20,000 words, and there are three more updates in the future. Don’t keep the monthly pass or something, just shuttle!)