To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty

Song Lingshu lived in the dormitory for a few days, and went out to tidy up the shop with Zhao Jiajia during the day, moving things was very difficult, Song Lingshu let Zhao Jiajia rest aside, but Zhao Jiajia couldn't bear it, so he moved in and out with her.

At night, Song Lingshu sat on her back and massaged her, Zhao Jiajia cried out in pain.

The roommates wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. After inquiring, they found out that Song Lingshu was going to do business, and they all offered to help.

Just as Zhao Jiajia was about to refuse, she heard Song Lingshu agree. She lay on the pillow and covered her face depressedly as she heard the cheers of the others.

These people quite liked Song Lingshu. Of course, apart from her own personality, there was also a touch of sympathy in it, so when they heard that she was going to start a business, they all felt very inspired and put all their energy into helping her.

And they usually do a lot of housework at home, so with their participation, it is natural to get twice the result with half the effort. The warehouse was cleaned out in one day, some were sweeping the floor, some were mopping the floor, and some were doing decorations. It's fun.

In contrast, Zhao Jiajia is like a person who can't blend in, can't lift his shoulders, can't lift his hands, and can only listen to their orders and go shopping.

It was too expensive for so many people to have a meal outside. Song Lingshu planned to cook a meal to reward them himself, and at the same time invited the old lady from the landlady to have dinner together.

Everyone was deeply impressed by her table of meals, and expressed their willingness to come and help for free in the future, as long as they provide dinner.

The old lady was also ignited by the excitement, and asked her when she would move in.

After eating, a group of people went back to the dormitory talking and laughing. Zhao Jiajia was the first to take a shower and lay down on the bed. Hearing their non-stop chatting with Song Lingshu, he felt irritable and put on his earphones to prepare for sleep.

However, she didn't fall asleep until Song Lingshu turned off the light and climbed into bed.

It's a hot day now, the ceiling fan is whistling, the bed is covered with a summer mat, and only a thin blanket is covered at night.

The bed was narrow, and when Song Lingshu lay down, her leg accidentally touched Zhao Jiajia's. She immediately retracted it and put her leg on the bed instead.

After a while, the people around him suddenly moved and asked, "Why did you take it back? Are you so afraid of me?"

"You, you, you haven't slept yet?" Song Lingshu asked in surprise, "I just, just called you, and there was no... movement. I thought you, you were asleep."

Zhao Jiajia snorted coldly.

"I-I'm afraid that you're hot." Song Lingshu said, putting his leg on it, "Hot, hot?"

There was no response, Song Lingshu was about to take it back, when she choked out a sentence: "...not hot."

Song Lingshu smiled, and continued to stick to her leg, who knew that the other party suddenly pulled up the blanket, covered both of them, and whispered under the blanket.

"What do you think of them?" Zhao Jiajia asked quietly.

"They're pretty, pretty good." Song Lingshu commented truthfully, these people have no bad intentions and are righteous enough. And she could also see that the roommates actually wanted to make friends with Zhao Jiajia, but they couldn't directly open the door of communication due to the other party's superficially cold temper.

"Why did you ask them to help? Can't I help you?" Zhao Jiajia asked again.

"You are too, too tired. I, can't bear to let you... do hard work." Song Lingshu explained.

After a while, Zhao Jiajia asked what he had been holding back for a few days: "Who is your best friend?"

"When, of course it's... you."

"Will it be the case in the future?"

"One, all my life."

Zhao Jiajia held the corner of his mouth silently, and the gloom in his heart was dispelled.

The quilt was very hot and dark. When talking, you could even feel the temperature of the other person's speech. The hot and humid breath fell into the air, which was a little sticky, but no one took the initiative to lift the quilt.

After being quiet for a while, Song Lingshu asked, "What else do you want to ask?"

"No, what about you?"

"Yes." Song Lingshu smiled silently, "Can I hold you to sleep?"

"Why?"

"Learn, get used to it."

Zhao Jiajia raised his eyebrows, and said proudly: "Yes, you will rely on me all day long, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Song Ling hugged her waist happily, Zhao Jiajia habitually found a comfortable position, leaned on her shoulder, and then lifted the quilt, the two breathed a sigh of relief, and then laughed at the same time. It's all overheated.

After another two or three days of busy work, the warehouse was finally packed and the luggage was moved. The next step is to prepare the equipment.

Since she will open a shop here for at least three years, Song Lingshu has a plan to concentrate on building a bakery, and she proposes to go to Shanghai to buy equipment.

Zhao Jiajia was surprised: "Do you have to run so far? Isn't the one over there very expensive?"

"No, not necessarily, but there...there are more choices over there, so you can pick and choose." Song Lingshu invited her to go with her, also wanting to take her on a trip.

Zhao Jiajia readily agreed, and after making up their minds, the two began to pack their luggage and set foot on the train to Shanghai.

The train was still full, and the aisle was full of people. Since the two of them didn't get tickets, they could only carry a small folding bench used for military training, and squeezed in the aisle after opening it.

Zhao Jiajia sat for a while, and asked Song Lingshu to sit. Song Lingshu only sat for about ten minutes, and then replaced her again.

Zhao Jiajia patted his thigh: "Come on, do it here."

If it wasn't for the harsh environment here, Song Lingshu really felt that she was playing a hooligan, so she sat down pretending to be shy.

The two of them took turns to hug each other just like the New Year. At night, Zhao Jiajia sat upside down for the convenience of sleeping, and hugged her face to face, with his head on each other's shoulders, and said in a daze, "I will call you later." I get up and change."

"Okay." Song Lingshu hugged her, thinking how can I sleep with you?

At dawn, Zhao Jiajia woke up suddenly: "Why didn't you call me?"

"I, I'm not sleepy." Song Lingshu said.

Seeing her energetic appearance, Zhao Jiajia wondered, "You are too good, are you really not sleepy at all?"

"Um."

"Let's change it first." Zhao Jiajia was about to get up when she pushed him down again.

"You, don't move, if you move, I will, I will be sleepy."

"...?" What's the point?

An hour later, they finally arrived at the station. When the two got off the bus, they saw the sun was about to rise. Song Lingshu stretched her waist: "Let's go, let's go and play... cluck!"

"Don't run around, you have to do business." Zhao Jiajia just said.

The two first went to a very cheap guest house, rested for a long time, and then asked the boss about the place and started to buy equipment.

Zhao Jiajia didn't know anything about these things, but when he saw the other party choosing with ease, he couldn't help feeling: "You always open my eyes from time to time."

"What, what do you do in this line of work? Naturally... you know this." Song Lingshu smiled.

On the first day, the two went to several shops, but they couldn't negotiate a cheap price, so they had to go back to rest, and went to bed early after taking a shower.

The next day, Song Lingshu took her to look at the equipment while shopping, euphemistically calling it a combination of work and rest.

At the beginning, Zhao Jiajia kept reminding her to do business, but it didn't take long for her to be attracted by the prosperity of the big city. She looked here and there, and even looked at a billboard for a while, and discussed the spokesperson's film and television with her. drama.

After a few days, Song Lingshu found a cost-effective equipment, ordered a few ovens and molds with the boss, and after paying the money, carefully counted the remaining balance, and happily took Zhao Jiajia to another place .

"Stock house?!" Zhao Jiajia stood at the door in surprise, looked up at the signboard, and at the bustling passers-by and the long line of people around, "Do you know what this place is?!"

"Y-know, I came here specifically to look for it." Song Lingshu laughed.

The hall was full of stockholders, staring at the information on the screen, exchanging a few words from time to time, and occasionally burst into desperate cries.

"Let's go back. This doesn't seem like a place we can come to." Zhao Jiajia looked at these stock investors with different looks and almost crazy, and found that only the two of them were the youngest, and most of the others were in suits and leather shoes.

"Come on, come on, just look, look." Song Lingshu walked under the screen and looked at it for a while, then found an empty seat, picked up a pen and paper and did calculations aside.

"Hey, the little girl actually came to buy this too?" A man with glasses and an ugly face came over and glanced at them with a smile, "Did you go to the wrong place? This place is not a bookstore or an Internet cafe. Go back quickly, lest your parents find you."

"I, we don't have... parents." Song Lingshu said.

Zhao Jiajia: "..."

The man choked, and seeing her stammering, the girl next to her hadn't spoken, maybe she was dumb, and felt pity immediately, and said: "Then you can't play this anymore, be careful that you will lose your fortune, or go back home quickly." Let's go home." As he spoke, the man took out five yuan and put it in front of them, "Take this and go eat something."

"Thank you, thank you, but I...we are not, we are not beggars." Song Lingshu pushed the money back.

Zhao Jiajia nodded.

Seeing their backbone, the man admired them even more. He lowered his voice and said, "In that case, are you willing to believe me?"

Song Lingshu turned to look at him: "What do you mean?"

"I'm just here to play this game. I come here every day. My family thinks I'm an idler. They haven't contacted me for a long time." The man smiled and pushed down the frame, not hiding his unreliable aura at all. , "However, I can be regarded as a small success in learning, and I have seen some tricks. If you want, you can give me the money, and I will help you take care of it."

"Are you a liar?" Zhao Jiajia could only think of this.

"You're not dumb!?" the man said in shock.

"...you are dumb, your whole family is dumb."

"My sister is dumb."

"..." Zhao Jiajia suddenly showed guilt.

The man smiled: "It's okay, you don't know. I thought you were too, so I subconsciously regarded you as younger sisters."

Song Lingshu poked the pen cap and asked, "Are you a stock broker or broker?"

"No, no, I'm just afraid that you don't understand anything, and you will jump into the river after buying blindly, so I want to give you some advice. You don't have to believe me." The man smiled.

"Then which one do you recommend buying...?" Song Lingshu tentatively asked.

The man looked around, then took her pen, wrote a few codes on the paper, and handed them to them.

Song Lingshu looked at it, and was surprised to find that half of it coincided with her plan.

She used to speculate in stocks frequently, and she was quite experienced in this area, but she was not proficient in it, so she couldn't help but look at him twice, thinking that he was a charlatan, but she didn't expect to have two brushes.

"You, what's your name?"

"Wang Yue, how about you?"

"Wang Yue?" Song Lingshu somehow felt that the name sounded familiar, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, isn't this the male second?

When he met the heroine Xiaoqin, it was already a few years later. At that time, he was already a legend in the stock market, and he became the number one rich man by investing in stocks. The heroine Xiaoqin accidentally saved his mute sister, so she got married, and was moved by the heroine's kindness and simplicity, and launched a fierce pursuit, but was still rejected, in order to highlight the feelings of the hero and heroine.

"You're just Wang Yue?!" Song Lingshu said excitedly.

"It's me, why, you know me?"

Zhao Jiajia also looked at her suspiciously.

"No, I just heard about the daimyo."

Wang Yue: "I'm still famous? What have you heard?"

"Hey, let's forget about these things for now, let's buy stocks first." Song Lingshu patted him on the shoulder solemnly, "From now on, you, you will be my...brother!"

Wang Yue: "...?"

Zhao Jiajia: "...?"

Wang Yue was flattered to see that she trusted him completely and even handed over all the money to him: "This... I'm just a suggestion, what if I lose everything?"

"No, it's nothing, you don't worry, don't worry about investing, I believe in you, you are me, my brother." Song Lingshu encouraged, "In the future, I and my money can be put, let you here, and you will be my agent. Can people... can they?"

Wang Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he never expected that he would be encouraged by a little girl after being disliked by the people around him for so long, and the other party dared to trust her completely. It's going to be drawn."

"That......"

"no?"

"That, that must be a commission!" Song Lingshu said, "Just follow, follow the market... the market price."

The two chatted happily here, but Zhao Jiajia couldn't get in the way, watching them in silence to buy stocks excitedly, and made an appointment to have dinner together.

At the table, Wang Yue talked about the embarrassing things in the past, saying that he lost too much money playing stocks and lost his job.

Song Lingshu kept encouraging him, and the two of them almost wished they could get a job right away.

After the meal, the two left each other's addresses and agreed to meet again next time when they came to Shanghai.

Song Ling looked at the address happily, but she didn't expect to catch such a big fish during this trip. After memorizing the address by heart, she picked it up, and when she turned her head, she found that Zhao Jiajia was not in high spirits, and asked, "What, what's wrong with you?"

"You actually gave him all the money to buy stocks." Zhao Jiajia said suddenly.

"Of course not, not anymore." Song Lingshu ghostly took out a roll of money from his pocket, and said with a smile, "Even if you trust him again, you have to... have to save him. Still There are so many left, let’s go and buy you a gift for entering school, what do you think and want.”

Just passing by a bookstore, Zhao Jiajia thought about it and chose a book about stocks.

Song Lingshu was a little surprised. After paying the bill, he asked, "You, what do you want to see...this?"

"When I learn this, I'll buy it for you in the future." Zhao Jiajia held the book in his arms.

"Okay, from now on, I'll, I'll give you all the money..." Song Lingshu said with a smile.

Zhao Jiajia nodded, and secretly made up her mind that she must learn the knowledge of stocks and let the other party put the money with her.

The whole world might lie to her, but only she, Zhao Jiajia, would never!

"Who is your best friend?" Zhao Jiajia asked again.

"Of course it is..." Song Lingshu made a long ending, and in the expectant eyes of the other party, took her hand and said with a smile, "You!"

Zhao Jiajia's face was always sullen, and then he slowly revealed a shallow smile: "Remember your words, if you dare to betray me, you will die."

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