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A company is going to do something to Bingwuji, which is a game of big fish eating small fish.

One day, a fund manager named Carl found the white bone spirit who was doing a live broadcast. He was in his thirties, short and sturdy, and wore a pair of gold-encrusted glasses. The white bone spirit looked at Carl, thinking that it is okay for a Chinese to have a foreign name, what name is not good, but why does it have to be called Carl? Who can you card with such a small person? Eyes like mouse eyes, thief eyebrows and mouse eyes can become essence?

Carl was also startled when he saw the white bone spirit, thinking that the white bone spirit is fickle, you have also changed your face to look at it, why is it a donkey face and lipstick? Why didn't Brother Monkey clean you up back then?

Say, what's the matter?

Karl had a task on his hand and had to pretend to be respectful. He cleared his throat and said: Worship the big guy, I want to give you an old investment.

Lao Bai was overjoyed, and he didn't pretend to be a lady anymore, so he hurriedly let him into the living room and made good tea.

Carl looked at the four walls of the living room, the square walls were a little peeled off due to the leaking ceiling, the color was yellow, and the smell of overnight urine was emitted, maybe the toilet above was leaking. The tea bowl has a thick layer of tea dirt, ready to raise tea mountains. The fortune tree next to the coffee table is half-dead, like an old woman who has just woken up.

There are a few companies that say to invest in me and help them sell goods, but I don't look down on them, so I have to find a decent foreign company, don't you say? Lao Bai poured the first cup of tea and served it to Carl himself. The tea is fragrant, but it still can't hide the smell of urine.

Carl said: I heard that you have known Mei Cheng of the Ice Martial Age for a long time, and I want to make friends through you.

When Lao Bai heard that this was the case, he didn't come to invest, and his face immediately turned from joy to anger.

Carl took out a bank card and said: This is 50,000 yuan, and there will be 50,000 yuan after the deed.

Lao Bai thought that just introducing and knowing was 100,000 yuan, and this money earned was simply money from the sky.

He snatched the bank card, afraid that Carl would regret it again, put it in his pocket, and pay the rent in the afternoon, and then talk about it, it's been almost half a year, and the landlord will get rid of people tomorrow, this Carl is simply a life-saving benefactor in time. He smiled and said, "Mr. Karl, you say." As long as it can be done, from the State Council to the common people, I can solve it with a phone call. You drink tea first, Yunnan white tea, extra grade.

Carl picked up his teacup and smoked his nose, trying to overshadow the smell of urine in the living room.

Our company is optimistic about the development of Bingwu, so we want to invest in it. Karl glanced at Lao Bai.

This is a good thing, who doesn't want to give money! This matter is wrapped up in my old white alone, and you will not be spent. You are really a person with vision, how do you know that I have great powers?

After sending Mr. Karl away, the landlord called to collect the money, and the white bone spirit scolded: Don't rent it, what a stinky house, almost smoked my God of Wealth away. He decided to change the front house because he had money.

The White Bone Spirit had known Yan Hu for a long time, and they were all students of Sun Moon Kunlun at that time. Yan Hu also knew that the White Bone Spirit was a big fool and didn't want to associate with him, but the White Bone Spirit's eloquence was comparable to that of thousands of troops, so he asked him to find Yin Lan. Yin Lan saw that the white bone spirit was neither male nor female, and there was no attractiveness, so she said that her son was on a business trip, and she would talk about it later.

A month has passed and there is no news yet. Mr. Carl kept urging the white bone spirit to act quickly, and the white bone spirit was a treat and a gift, but Yin Lan just shirked it. Lao Bai saw that a lot of money had been spent, and the matter had not yet been settled, so he had to create the Longtan Tiger's Den.

He personally went to Bingwuji Company, knocked on Mei Cheng's office door, and claimed to be the manager of the Investment Company of Country M, saying that he was optimistic about the good prospects of your company and wanted to join the company. Mei Cheng said thank you, we are not short of money now, and we will consider it when the company is short of money.

Half a year later, Bai Gujing went to the company again, but was still rejected by Mei Cheng, it seems that the 50,000 yuan is going to be in the soup, and the issue of eating is on the agenda, and he pins his last hope on the paparazzi and asks them to think of a way.

The brothers of the paparazzi wrote back and said: Yan Hu and Mei Cheng are father and son. This made the white bone spirit overjoyed, and it seemed that he still wanted to find Yan Hu.

Bai Gujing called Mr. Carl, reported the progress of the work, and offered to bribe Yan Hu with 1 million yuan, and Mr. Carl quickly called the money.

Lao Bai carried 500,000 cash to Yan Hu's house, and Yan Hu said that he would do so.

Yan Hu found Yin Lan and gave her 150,000 yuan, asking her to force her son to agree to Mr. Carr's request for shares. Yin Lan saw that her sweetheart personally came to the door to beg her, and she was fluttering, she was a high-grade woman, how could she ask for her sweetheart's money! She only accepted a famous calligraphy and painting, saying that her son listened to her very much, and she would definitely be able to do it.

When Mei Cheng got home from a call from his mother, Yin Lan cooked him his favorite meal — hot and sour shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and hand-rolled noodles. Mei Cheng saw that her mother was so gentle and considerate, so she asked what was wrong.

Yin Lan didn't dare to say that Yan Hu had been here, he hated Yan Hu for bullying his father since he was a child.

Mei Cheng chewed the delicious meal with relish and praised it for being delicious.

A friend of your father, who just came from Beijing, sent a calligraphy and painting by Zhang Daqian and wanted to take a stake in your company, Yin Lan whispered.

Mei Cheng looked embarrassed, saying that the company was not his alone, but was jointly opened by several classmates, and that the company had already become a shareholder.

Can't you give your mother a face? Yin Lan was furious, and the clear sky just now instantly turned into a sky full of dark clouds and thunder.

Mom - I can't do it. Mei Cheng put down the dishes and chopsticks and answered the phone, the company had an urgent matter to ask him to go back.

Seeing her son get up to leave, and thinking about Yan Hu's death order, she could only be ruthless.

If you don't agree, Mom will die in front of you. Yin Lan picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table and wanted to cut her wrist.

Mei Cheng knelt down in front of her mother, shed tears of sadness, and whimpered: Okay! I promise you—but you can only sell my shares.