The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Several more returning students came to the driving school today.

There were only two training vehicles in total, and each person only got to touch one vehicle once in the entire morning.

We have a lunch break at noon, and the afternoon is mainly dedicated to explaining traffic regulations.

They disbanded before 3 p.m.

Yesterday Huang Yanqiu said that someone would definitely bring lunch today, and it really did.

However, we arrived a bit late, almost one o'clock.

Three dishes, one meat and one vegetable, are the meals I took to the construction site to sell today.

After selling out and packing up, they immediately borrowed a neighbor's bicycle to deliver lunch to the two of them.

Gao Qinghe was doing well; someone brought her hot meals that tasted pretty good, so she wasn't picky.

Especially when you see Zheng Xiaopeng's slightly swollen lips.

Huang Yanqiu, on the other hand, complained that it was too late and she was starving.

During her pregnancy, she had a big appetite, and learning to drive also made her physically exhausted, so she got hungry very easily.

And you have to eat whenever you're hungry, otherwise you feel terribly uncomfortable all over.

Thanks to the fruit candies provided by Gao Qinghe and the biscuits brought by Xiang Nanfei, otherwise she would have already stormed into the house.

Faced with complaints, Zheng Xiaopeng dared not speak out, and said before leaving:
"I'll bring you more food tomorrow morning. I can only come at noon after they've sold out of food."

Huang Yanqiu then showed a satisfied expression.

"I'm carrying your child!" she said irritably.

Zheng Xiaopeng shuddered upon hearing this.

Last night, Huang Yanqiu kept shouting this sentence while beating him, and her anger gradually escalated. If he hadn't backed down in time, he might not have seen the sun rise today.

In Zheng Xiaopeng's view, his wife's sudden outburst last night was as inexplicable as if she were possessed.

Fortunately, it seems to have recovered this morning.

But the events of last night left a shadow in Zheng Xiaopeng's heart no less than the shadow of his leg that was almost chopped off on his wedding night.

Fortunately, she was carrying his child.
It's normal for a father to take care of his wife and child; he's hoping she'll give him a healthy baby boy.

Although Huang Yanqiu kept saying that she was carrying a girl, Zheng Xiaopeng didn't believe her at all.

Her mother had someone calculate it, and it's 100% certain she'll have a boy.

That master is very effective; he's definitely accurate.

Huang Yanqiu complained that Zheng Xiaopeng was born to be disciplined.

In the past, her attempts to coax him had little effect, but after a beating last night, he immediately accepted his identity as a soon-to-be father and husband.

Gao Qinghe is a woman of action; as soon as class ended, she called her financial manager, Pei Li, who was far away in Shanghai, to inquire about her assets.

In fact, the two of them talk on the phone at least three times a month.

However, each time it was Pei Li who informed Gao Qinghe of what she was going to do and asked Gao Qinghe if she agreed.

Gao Qinghe agreed, and she immediately got to work.

Gao Qinghe hesitated, but she felt that if someone was capable, she would strongly recommend them.

She didn't waste any words after Gao Qinghe rejected her idea, and decisively gave up.

After spending several months together, Gao Qinghe feels that the two of them are a good match.

However, she had never asked about the specific details of her assets before.

It has been two and a half months since Gao Qinghe returned from Shanghai.

Pei Li said she has now spread her money across three newly listed companies' stocks.

With the influx of large sums of money, the stock price naturally rose rapidly, reaching a total market value of 2.4 million.

It tripled!
Gao Qinghe was pleasantly surprised, but also felt that it was nothing to be surprised about in the current crazy stock market in Shanghai.

Many people subscribe to new shares and their investment triples in a week.

Of course, this is on the premise that you can resist selling when the price doubles.

Pei Li was able to hold back, even though the stock price had actually dropped at one point. Instead of withdrawing, she bought more shares at full strength.

According to her plan, she will sell off the shares in batches before the end of the year and the New Year to maximize her profits. Of course, volatility will exist, and the specific returns will depend on the specific circumstances.

However, Pei Li is confident that she can guarantee a minimum return of three times her initial investment.

"Are you planning to sell it?" Pei Li, being perceptive, sensed that Gao Qinghe might need cash.

Gao Qinghe: "Don't rush, I just have an idea. Are you free?"

Pei Li smiled and said, "Please feel free to tell me if there's anything you need me to do."

When Gao Qinghe heard her ask this, she didn't stand on ceremony and asked her to buy and send over some of the better sanitary napkins available on the market.

"Price doesn't matter, as long as it works well," Gao Qinghe specifically instructed.

Pei Li agreed and planned to redo her financial plan in case Gao Qinghe wanted to cash out at any time.

The phone call lasted ten minutes, and the old man at the newsstand smiled broadly.

"The first minute costs one yuan, and long-distance calls exceeding one minute cost two yuan per minute, so the total is nineteen yuan."

They were all acquaintances, and the old man gave Gao Qinghe two packs of cotton candy that retailed for five cents each.

"Thank you so much, you're so generous," Gao Qinghe said with a smile.

The old man could easily see through her sarcasm and said irritably, "You're a big boss now, why are you still fussing over a few dollars?"

How much is this?

That's nineteen yuan!

Huang Yanqiu clicked her tongue in amazement; long-distance phone calls were really expensive.

"Seeing this makes me want to open a shop just to have people call me," Huang Yanqiu said enviously.

Gao Qinghe shook her head, "This can really make money now, but it won't last long, so I don't recommend it."

Huang Yanqiu asked curiously, "Why doesn't it last long?"

"With the rapid development of technology in the future, everyone will have a telephone, so who will still go to a phone booth to make a call?"

A mobile phone costing ten or twenty thousand yuan, should everyone have one?
Huang Yanqiu thought to herself, "Dream on! How could this be!"

Gao Qinghe saw the red car parked on the street and waved.

Jiang Baohai was too busy to pick anyone up, so Fang Xiaolei drove over to pick up the boss's wife after class so she could go home.

He waited by the roadside while the two were on the phone.

Upon seeing Gao Qinghe waving, he immediately drove his car over.

"I'll take my cousin home first," Gao Qinghe said.

Fang Xiaolei responded with an "yes," and after dropping off Huang Yanqiu, he took Gao Qinghe to Zhao Village.

Gao Qinghe got out of the car at the door and told him to hurry back and get back to work.

She went to the tailor shop today and bought a piece of fabric, white with small floral patterns, intending to have her mother-in-law help her modify it into a sun hat that only exposes her eyes.

Gao Qinghe pushed open the usually open small door and walked into the yard. She heard voices coming from inside and thought it was the deliveryman who had brought the washing machine.

But I didn't see any trucks at the entrance that could carry goods. Who could it be?
The small door made a loud metallic clanging sound when it was pushed open, and the people inside stopped talking abruptly.

Gao Qinghe walked towards the hall, calling out before even seeing anyone:

"Mom, I'm home! I'm so thirsty, is there anything to drink?"

A somewhat unfamiliar smiling face appeared before Gao Qinghe.

"Oh, it's Second Aunt! What a rare guest!" Gao Qinghe exclaimed with an exaggerated expression of surprise.

"Oh my! Xiao Hai's wife is back so soon. Didn't she say she was going to driving lessons and wouldn't be back until evening? Did she leave early?"

Aunt Zhang Wen had a forced smile on her face, but her eyes looked guilty no matter how you looked at them.

Along with feeling guilty, there was also a hint of barely perceptible panic.

Gao Qinghe's sudden return clearly disrupted her original plans.

"Yes, I came back early after class. I hope I didn't disturb your aunt's business?"

Auntie waved her hand, "Nothing special, just came to see your mother."

Gao Qinghe thought to herself: I'd be a complete idiot to believe you! (End of Chapter)