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Love death (5)
After soaking in water, Zhu Meng's body was wrapped in comfortable exhaustion, but her heart was still struggling in loneliness. She tossed and turned in bed wrapped in cotton pajamas and couldn't sleep. Although air conditioning brought her warmth, it also made the closed room stuffy. The elegant and exciting pipa echoed in the bedroom, and the fighting spirit and killing intention in House of Flying Daggers were intended to fill her empty inner world. Zhu Meng likes playing this piece of music very much, just because she feels that as a woman, she lacks these two factors. She opened the laptop at the bedside and entered the futures market outside the market. This is the trading time of London and American futures.
"How are you?"
"Very good."
This is the "lonely loser" Zhu recently met in the chat room. Zhu Meng is often very strange. "People in this industry always think too much about themselves!" .
Zhu Meng's screen name Ross is very feminine. However, there are few women in the futures industry.
"Are you beautiful, like a rose?"
This is the first sentence that most people say to her. Zhu Meng just perfunctory in well-meaning or sarcastic and provocative questions: "Maybe." She didn't want to explain, just because she liked Xu Zhimo's love death, she named herself "Rose".
"Rose! I don't care about you, I love you! ……