Shenzhen City, Longgang, an urban village.

The bustling lanes, in such an urban village, the narrow lanes, are a paradise for some small traders.

Spread a plastic sheet on the ground, put some fresh vegetables, shout, spread, and greet passers-by, those are all local home-grown fresh vegetables!

There is also a board table, and half a pig is cut into pieces, pieces, or lean meat, or pork belly, or ribs, or large bones, or pork legs, which is a common pork stall.

In a bustling first-tier city like Shenzhen, many people may have the impression that they are all integrated vegetable markets, and they are all big supermarkets like Wal-Mart.

However, there are many urban villages like this, but people still live an extensive small livelihood.

A vegetable stall and a pork stall may be the livelihood of a family.

Don't underestimate these stalls and mistakenly think that they are low-income people, of course, some of them do not have high incomes.

There are some small stalls that only make fried rice and fried potato fries, like some university area, a place with a lot of traffic.

They are a group of hidden income groups, some of whom can earn one or two million a year.

The really poor people may be those office workers who go in and out of high-end office buildings, wear suits and leather shoes every day, and have a bright image.

Every time Ji Xuefeng passes by this long alley, he always thinks like this, how is human poverty defined?

Is it from a humble background, is it from an official eunuch, is it a commoner, is it a rich second generation? is it a rich second generation?

How much money do you have in your pocket? How much money do you have in your bank card?

No!

In his opinion, neither!

It's attitude, an attitude towards life.

Someone is rich, the deposit looks like a mobile phone number, lives in a high-end community, lives in a villa group, but lives a happy life at all, so is he poor or rich?

And someone, even if he begs, but lives like a fairy, is he poor?

Although in today's society, many beggars are to win the pity of others, they regard begging as a profession, earning a lot of money, but their lives are more comfortable than anyone else.

Ji Xuefeng shook his head, what's wrong with him, how could he suddenly think about these questions?

For himself, if income does not completely and fundamentally change the nature of his life, it is poverty.

Living in a materialistic city like Shenzhen, even if the income is 10,000 a day, it is only 3.65 million a year!

What can 3.65 million do? Can you afford a house in the city center?

No!

Some people may feel that it is possible to buy in the suburbs and not necessarily live in the city center.

Is that really the case?

Many people work hard, earn enough down payment, and immediately apply for a loan to buy a house.

Then, I will be a house slave for the rest of my life, and I will have to pay off a high mortgage every month.

Are such days happy?

The mortgage is 2 million, repaid in 30 years, and the interest is greater than 2 million, right? It is equivalent to a total of more than 4 million!

Some people will say, currency depreciation, 2 million in 30 years, or 2 million?

If the capitalists do not weave some lies of deception and hold high the pretense of preserving and increasing the value of fixed assets, how can they let a group of fools sharpen their heads and drill into their sleeves?

Some people will also say that housing is just needed!

Yes, it is precisely because of the rigid demand that the capitalists have firmly grasped the psychology of the public, and the housing prices have been doubled and doubled by speculation, however, people still do not wake up!

Those who are counting on the country's macroeconomic regulation and control and housing prices will fall, dream about it!

Take a few handfuls of cold water and wake up!

How much of the country's tax revenue comes from real estate? Who loses the most from the real estate crash?

Therefore, housing prices will not fall, but will only intensify, or rather, similar to A-share cutting leeks, long stubble and stubble, anyway, there will always be a pick-up man.

"Xuefeng!"

Ji Xuefeng was full of these cruel realities such as housing prices and poverty, but his thoughts were interrupted by a sweet voice behind him.

He turned around and saw Qin Lin wearing professional clothes, with a black hip-wrapping skirt, tightly wrapping the parts that made his blood gush.

She wore a white business shirt and looked quite like a salesperson.

I don't know who defined it, such an outfit is sales.

In order to give customers a formal feel, most of them are suits and leather shoes, and they wear professional formal attire.

Sometimes, even in some people's mouths, "sales" is a derogatory term.

As everyone knows, if there is no sales in this world, no matter how developed the manufacturing industry is and how exquisite the products are produced, no one cares.

So, sales, in fact, is the world, a group of people who deserve respect and awe.

It is precisely because of sales that more people know a lot of good products and services.

Ji Xuefeng has never rejected sales, and he is also in awe of sales, seeing Qin Lin's dress, capable and intellectual, and an urban beauty.

This little girl next door must have gradually come out of the shadow of the company's bankruptcy and became much more confident.

But there was still a little dim light in those beautiful eyes, which was melancholy and anxiety.

Debt-free and light.

And Qin Lin is burdened with this debt, for her at present, it is still a "huge debt", and it must not be easy.

Ji Xuefeng had a flash of inspiration in his mind, why don't you pull her into the gang and become a member of the rescue team?

Damn fucking chicken soup for the soul system, freeze my bank account, otherwise, 10 million, take out two or three hundred thousand, give it to Qin Lin, let her pay off her debts, and she will be liberated.

Lynn ...... Lin, did you just come back from work?" Ji Xuefeng looked at the time, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

It was the first time in his mouth that he called Qin Lin "Lin...... Lynn", her heart is beating faster, will she mind?

"yes, you're ...... Are you coming back from work too?" Qin Lin squeezed out a reluctant smile and asked rhetorically.

Ji Xuefeng hesitated, "Ah, that, no...... I'll take a look, buy some food and cook something. ”

He lied, he had just come back from a date with Qin Rou on the Rose Coast, passing by the alleyway, and happened to meet Qin Lin.

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Qin Lin was stunned and continued to ask.

Ji Xuefeng was cramped and smiled, "I want to buy some food and store it in the refrigerator......"

"Uh, Xuefeng, have a drink with me, okay?" Qin Lin didn't continue the topic, but raised her head and stared at Ji Xuefeng.

What does it mean?

"Hehehe, don't think about it, I mean, find a place, have a drink, and talk together. Qin Lin hurriedly explained.

Ji Xuefeng came back to his senses and nodded, "Okay, isn't there a teahouse next to it, let's go there!"

Qin Lin said "um", "Okay, let's go!"

In this urban village, there is a teahouse, the name is "Tea Yun", a very classical name......