Liu Xiuying was a little dazed and at a loss with the gold bricks, she was very sorry before, not to mention the 10,000 yuan household, just let her smash the gold bricks, it's okay to have a good time, but the little God of Wealth didn't even give her this opportunity.

Now the gold bricks are actually there, and they were given to her by her son.

"Smash it open!"

Fang Chen clenched his fists and made a gesture.

But Liu Xiuying made a push with both hands, and the gold brick was actually broken straight from the middle.

Fang Chen rubbed his nose, well, he underestimated the power that the working people had.

Pulling down the gypsum powder, Liu Xiuying picked up the lottery ticket and looked at it, it was written, 10,000 yuan!

"I've become a 10,000 yuan household?" Liu Xiuying felt a little dizzy, and a little like she was dreaming, because she was dreaming, and this was what she dreamed of.

"Well, that's right, Comrade Liu Xiuying congratulates you on becoming a 10,000 yuan household. ”

As he spoke, Fang Chen took the lottery ticket, and then took a stack of hundred-yuan bills from the table and put them in Liu Xiuying's hand.

Liu Xiuying looked at the 10,000 yuan in her hand, and was in a trance for a long time, and then reluctantly put the stack of 10,000 yuan bills on the table.

Fang Chen was surprised, this is not my mother's temperament, my mother shouldn't be holding on to the money and not letting go, why give her money now, she still let it go.

"So you're the little God of Wealth. Liu Xiuying asked.

Fang Chen nodded.

"Then I'm the little God of Wealth?" Liu Xiuying asked again.

Fang Chenleng paused for a second, and then quickly nodded again, there is nothing wrong with this logic!

"You dead boy, you made such a big thing, and you didn't tell me!" Liu Xiuying raised her slap!

But after hesitating a few times, he still didn't fight, and finally covered his face and cried directly, I don't know whether I was surprised or happy.

I've made trouble, cried, laughed.

Fang Chen can be regarded as telling him about his money-making experience during this time, and as for the strong son or something, he will hide it and leave it alone.

"Son, when I get home, my mother will save this money for you. ”

Liu Xiuying looked at the large sum of money on the table motionlessly, like a giant dragon guarding its own gems.

Seeing this, Fang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, this was his mother's deity, he just thought that his mother didn't love money anymore.

"I'm ready to keep in business, to do the walnut business. ”

After speaking, Fang Chen repeated his thoughts in detail.

"Is this okay? Or my mother will save the money for you, this is 130,000 yuan, and now the interest of the rural credit cooperatives is 15 percent a year. Liu Xiuying pinched her fingers and counted.

But no matter how you calculate it, her forehead was sweating urgently, and she pinched Fang Aiguo fiercely, and complained: "You don't know how to help me calculate." ”

Fang Aiguo rolled her eyes helplessly, she didn't say that she would let him help calculate, how could it be his fault again.

"Nineteen thousand five hundred yuan a year!" Fang Aiguo blurted out.

"It's 20,000 yuan a year!" Liu Xiuying was almost overwhelmed by happiness.

Looking at his mother's excited appearance, Fang Chen rubbed his nose, as if he hadn't considered his opinion.

From 88 to 94, it was a very magical year, the country opened up and implemented a dual-track price system for decades, which determined the price of goods.

Prices have soared in recent years, and inflation has been above 20 percent every year.

Naturally, the interest rates of banks have risen, and the five-year interest rates of the four major banks are basically around 123 percent.

As for the rural credit cooperatives and foundations that have no roots, the interest rate is even higher to 15 percent a year, which is unimaginable for future generations.

It's just a pity that such a high interest rate is still lower than the rate of inflation, which means that if you keep money in the bank now, you are basically losing money.

At this time, doing business is a better choice, even if you hoard a batch of materials, do nothing, and sell them in a few years, you can make a lot of money, and many people's first pot of gold comes from this time.

As for the reborn like Fang Chen, putting money in the bank to eat interest is even more stupid and can't be stupid.

In Fang Chen's hands, today's dollar may be a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand next year!

Moreover, because of the mismanagement of the credit unions, the foundations themselves, the brutal lending, and the use of local leaders as ATMs to lend money to enterprises, and so on, there are many depositors who put money in the credit unions, but in the end they did not take it out at all.

Some of the money owed from the nineties did not begin to be returned one after another until 2015, and it was about 100 yuan a year, which is a joke.

But this is still good, and what is even crazier is private lending, the most famous of which is Dongou Lifting.

The rules are like this, each member pays 11,600 yuan for joining the club, and from the second month, the owner pays 9,000 yuan to the member every month for 12 consecutive months, a total of 108,000.

From the thirteenth month, the member paid another 3,000 yuan to the owner for 88 consecutive months, totaling 264,000 yuan, and the owner still paid 9,000 yuan to the member every month.

A session lasts for 100 months, and so on.

Someone has calculated that if you want to pay a member's membership on time, you need to grow 22 members in the sixth month, 691 members in the twelfth month, and 20,883 members in the eighteenth month.

Ten times more powerful than the MLM of later generations.

Attractive investment, high returns, so that the owner of the club has become the god of wealth in the eyes of the villagers, an impossible game in luck, fanaticism, herd mentality collective drive, in full swing burning.

A woman named Ye Sanfeng in Cangnan earns 1.2 million yuan a month.

There were 300,000 people involved in the entire Dongou meeting, and short meetings and official meetings set up specifically for officials were developed one after another.

Officials do not have to pay a fee to join the union, but they receive the money first, and then return in small amounts after three months.

This kind of meeting is divided into 100,000 yuan, 50,000 yuan, and 10,000 yuan, depending on the size of the cadre.

To put it bluntly, it's a bribe.

The crazy game always lasts for a long time, and soon there are signs of broken capital chains, and news of the absconding of the owner has broken out one after another.

The extreme excitement turned into extreme panic in an instant, and the lifting system collapsed in an instant.

Throughout the fall, the Dongou area was plunged into unprecedented chaos, with thousands of debt collectors rushing into the owner's home like crazy.

Dozens of debt collectors in Cangnan rushed to the owner's house with explosives bags and forced him to pay the money, otherwise they would all die!

The two leaders of Binh Duong were caught by debt collectors, hung on a pillar, nailed into the fingers of the owners with bamboo sticks, burned red on the chest of the leaders with iron tongs, and tortured them for three days and three nights until the leaders died!

Hundreds of primary schools were forced to close because students were often taken hostage by debt collectors while walking on the road.

In just three months, 63 people committed suicide, 200 people absconded, nearly 1,000 people were illegally detained, and more than 80,000 families went bankrupt.

At this time, the government woke up from a dream and began to arrest and arrest those well-known guild leaders, and to calm the people's anger by killing and making an example, and some of them were sentenced to death for opportunism.

To put it bluntly, it's all about money!