Huang Qingqing left with a bitter face, although he already knew what to do, he still felt sad about his life of running around every day. Obviously, Wang Bin is the driver, shouldn't he be left to run errands? Xiaodouding is also too inhumane, and he has no sympathy for a delicate big sister like her, and he says good things about him in front of his parents every once in a while, and his parents are old fools who still think he is an angel, an angel of bullshit! Obviously, he is a villain who exploits the working people and does not spit out bones!

That's it, in two months, you can raise your salary, four thousand a month.

In another year, it will rise to 5,000, and in another year and a half, it will rise to 6,000......

The little girl in Qingqing was doing a mentally retarded equation, her face was sad and happy, and she looked like she was schizophrenic. She pouted and walked downstairs, walked to the door of Wang Bin's house, knocked on the door panel vigorously, and shouted: "Abin! Take me to the Economic Investigation Brigade!"

I knocked five or six times, but there was no one in the room.

Just wondering where Wang Bin's dead house went, but there was a cheerful footstep downstairs, Wang Bin came out from under the stairs, and said with a smile: "Qingqing, I talked about the two rooms on the first floor, when will your four rooms be completed?"

Huang Qingqing looked Wang Bin up and down, and said in disbelief: "How is it possible?

Wang Bin said: "Are you stupid? They tell you a million, you should be a million?

Huang Qingqing jumped to his feet and said, "I cut it!"

"Stupid!" Wang Bin took a step closer and whispered a few words in Huang Qingqing's ear.

Huang Qingqing's eyes slowly widened when he heard this, and he was surprised and delighted: "You are so treacherous!"

"Mr. Jiang taught me~" Wang Bin's eyebrows fluttered, and he hurriedly ran upstairs.

Huang Qingqing shouted: "You take me to the Economic Investigation Corps!"

"I'll take you out, what if Mr. Lin wants to go out later?" Wang Bin threw down a politically correct sentence, took off his shoes and flew upstairs in three or two steps.

Huang Qingqing was dumbfounded for two seconds, slapped the door panel with very little force, and went downstairs in a huff.

She understands the reason, but it's not happy!

Wang Bin ran upstairs, Lin Miao heard him and Huang Qingqing talking downstairs, took Luo Li's hand and said, "Let's go, go to the bank." ”

"Hmm!" Wang Bin smiled and nodded.

Today is July 15th, Lin Miao's manuscript fee has arrived, and he and Huang Qingqing should also pay their salaries.

But these are actually two different things - Lin Miao's manuscript fee is directly into his private account, and his and Huang Qingqing's salaries are taken from Tianyuan Company's account, and he is also an accountant and a cashier. However, it seems that because his salary is higher than Qingqing, the enthusiasm of the little princess Qingqing to go to the bank to get money today is not high, and she didn't remind her, she didn't remember that today was the day to get money.

I went downstairs, went out of the community, and turned left for 100 meters to the bank.

Lin Miao was still warmly entertained by the bank manager, and checked the account first, and this month's manuscript fee was divided into the account of more than 13 million, and it seems that with the growth of the amount of updates, the share is also increasing.

Miao Ye lamented the contradiction between the growing spiritual consumption demand of the masses in our country and the lack of market supply, and was very optimistic about the prospects of the network, and at the same time transferred 10 million to the distribution company, 800 million yuan of interest, simply Nima is a blood drawing machine, more than 10 million interest every month, in fact, pinch your fingers, from April to July, Lin Miao has owed more than 20 million interest to the distribution company, and he can make money so much that he can't make ends meet, not to mention ordinary people.

So leverage, you see, how cost-effective it is, but in the end, it's actually working for that group of people who play finance. They earn what you earn, and they earn what you lose. It may seem as if you are gambling by borrowing their money, but in fact, you are actually sending the money to them upside down and letting them lie down and get rich.

So that shit private securities fund looks glamorous on the surface, and the people who work in it have the halo of the world's top universities, go in and out of lofty places, say things that they may not even understand themselves, and forcibly bind academics, and use the so-called world political and economic pattern, financial data analysis and free market economy to fool the people and fool themselves, but in the final analysis, this trick is nothing more than a group of bastards who dress themselves up very exquisitely, using seemingly civilized means, but in fact they are the bloodiest, most cruel, The most shameless business of the white wolf with empty gloves defrauded the hard-earned money of the people.

Yes, the essence of private equity is deception. Layer by layer, using all kinds of fancy words to convince people that they are investing, and not participating in a high-risk gamble. Those pretending criminals sitting in their offices drinking '82 Sprite won't know that every sip of 82 Sprite in their mouths could be the coffin of some country farmer.

For these pretending criminals, Lin Miao just wants to say one word to them now: Count me in!

To tell the truth, if you really want to look at money wholeheartedly, it is definitely comfortable to make money lying down......

It's a pity that he is not qualified to participate in this game, and no matter how famous he is, he can't do it.

Because his family has no direct bloodline, comrades above a certain level.

The whole world is not the king's land, the shore of the land is not the king's minister, and the happy countryside is not the king's dish.

It's good to give you a chance to serve on the table, and you still want to cut the king's leeks?

I think you're trying to eat fart!

Lin Miao sighed and came out of the bank with a sigh of indignation and regret that she could not participate in the capitalist game.

Wang Bin followed behind, carrying a black plastic bag in his hand. The bag contained 56 bundles of cash, a full 560,000 soft girl coins. According to the analysis of later generations, in the current year of 1996, this money can buy about 5 lives, or more.

The two families on the first floor that Wang Bin talked about were all priced down to 280,000, although I don't know how he did it, but Lin Miao didn't bother to inquire, and at the same time he said he would do it. The budget of each family is 300,000 yuan, so the 40,000 yuan squeezed out at the price is Wang Bin's bonus, which has been deposited into his account just now. The teller at the window who had already been regularized and participated in Lin Guoling's answer, his eyes were red when he was doing a deposit business for Brother Bin. I can't wait to break through the window and jump out of the counter, hugging Miao's thigh and begging grandpa to take him in, if Lin Miao is willing, he can also sing a song "I am your grandson, you are my lord" on the spot.

Although there is no such song at all, as long as the money is in place, the lyrics and tunes can be produced on the spot.

And there's no pressure at all!

So those who are full of musical dreams say that they are uninspired and miserable, but what they really suffer is not that they are uninspired at all, but that no one pays them to write songs. For a person who supports himself by engaging in creation, external stimuli are really important.

After spending the money and returning home, about buying two houses on the first floor, Lin Miao easily handed it over to Wang Bin.

The two families took the money, and it took a few days to move out.

"I've thought about it these days, and I feel that it's better to make a whole swimming pool on the first floor, and the place is not big if it doesn't come, and the two rooms add up to more than 150 square meters. I then left and right two locker rooms and two bathrooms, left a hundred square meters, barely can make do, is the shape is irregular, swim lanes don't think about it, in fact, I originally wanted to get a big pool that can soak in a hot bath, or forget it, there are bathtubs at home, upstairs and downstairs are just a few floors away, don't be too extravagant, thrifty, and live a down-to-earth life......"

After going upstairs, Lin Miao took the drawings and compared them with Luo Li, and the more she talked, the more excited she was about her plan to stay at home.

"You can build a small home theater on the second floor, twenty seats are enough, the game room also has to get one, and the other room has a half-court basketball court, what is the height of the floor here? Three and a half meters should be there, it should be enough, anyway, downstairs is a swimming pool, not afraid of noisy downstairs, is it better to put a table tennis table or a billiard table in the extra place? table tennis table, I won't play billiards......

Luo Li heard Lin Miao say hilariously, and said very cooperatively: "What about the third floor?"

"The third floor is the office area and the reception area, Qingqing is lazier than a dog, and now the company is downstairs from her house, she dares to be late again, and I will open her immediately. I really want you to hurry up, open Qingqing, and you can be my secretary. Lin Miao took the pen and scribbled on the paper.

Luo Li nodded happily. Shuishui's secretary sounds so powerful.

Lin Miao and Luo Li drew a morning design drawing at home, mainly because Lin Miao was forcing while drawing, and Luo Li kept screaming to show worship. In fact, little Lori doesn't know that Lin Miao is talking about a ghost many times, but she is a ghost, so the guiding ideology is how to make Lin Miao happy. Anyway, as long as Lin Miao is happy, she will be happy, and she will lose and prosper.

At noon, Brother Bin ordered a takeout, and after eating, Lin Miao and Xiao Lori took a lunch break.

At about half past one, Lin Miao and Luo Li, who were sleeping in a ball, were woken up by the doorbell downstairs. Wang Bin opened the door downstairs at home on the fourth floor, and after a while, Huang Qingqing ran to the sixth floor, waving the paper bag in his hand, and shouted at Lin Miao through the closed door: "Boss! The Economic Investigation Brigade is so awesome!

Lin Miao walked out of the house, opened the door, took the paper bag in Huang Qingqing's hand, and closed the door with a faint hum.

Huang Qingqing suddenly felt like he had been splashed with cold water, and as soon as he felt aggrieved in his stomach, he ran down to the fourth floor with his mouth open.

Wang Bin was bored and walking around the house shirtless, when he heard the movement, he went out to take a look, and after a while, he saw Huang Qingqing walking out of the house angrily carrying a suitcase. Wang Bin couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

Huang Qingqing said with red eyes: "I want to resign! Lin Miao is so disrespectful!"

Wang Bin thought for a while: "Oh. ”

Huang Qingqing shouted frantically: "Just take it?"

Wang Bin said with a smile: "I don't know if Mr. Lin is disrespectful, I know that Mr. Lin is a good man, I earned 40,000 yuan this morning, you have to resign, the four rooms on the second and third floors just came to me, maybe I can still lower the price again, and strive to earn 100,000 yuan tomorrow." ”

Huang Qingqing stared at Wang Bin for a few seconds, then turned his head and walked into his room.

Wang Bin shook his arm with contempt: "Hey~ Talking doesn't count, garbage!"