Lin Miao made February wait for half an hour before going downstairs.

He ate by himself very quickly, a large bowl of glutinous rice that could be compared to his stomach, and he got down in ten minutes, and by the way, Dun Dun Dun poured the same volume of soy milk, and burped vigorously, only one step away from spitting out.

But Xiaoxiao doesn't have the spirit of self-torture like him, who doesn't hesitate to torture himself in order to grow taller. The little girl eats so slowly, how delicate she looks, and how Sven the rhythm of her meal is. From this point of view, it is completely incomparable with Luo Li.

Luo Li's posture of eating, that can compete with Lin Miao.

In the future, she will definitely inherit her parents' long legs.

Finally, when Xiaoxiao drank the soy milk without any leftovers, Lin Miao's stomach was almost comfortable.

He and Xiaoxiao put on their shoes, and before going downstairs, they didn't forget to tell Jiang Yang: "Don't move the things in my computer, just play games." At noon, Xiaoxiao and I ate at Xiaopang's house, and my mother probably won't come back, so you can go to Xicheng Restaurant for a quick snack by yourself. Don't run around in the afternoon, wait for us and my mom to come back, and we'll go to grandma's house together in the evening. ”

Jiang Yang grinded his teeth when he listened. Fortunately, there is no one on the opposite side of Lin Miao's house, otherwise people will see him being nagged by such a little bean ding, where will he put his face in front of Jiang Yang's eighteenth middle school?

Lin Miao finished muttering Jiang Yang, and finally carried a small schoolbag on his back and went downstairs hand in hand with Xiaoxiao.

When I got downstairs, Peng February's Santana stopped in the middle of the road at the entrance of the building.

Lin Miao turned his head to look at the security guard at the gate of the community, and could see that the uncle's face was quite angry and did not dare to speak. But it can't be helped, that's the power of money. As long as there is enough money, all the rules of the world can be trampled on casually.

Including irregular parking in the complex.

Lin Miao pulled Xiaoxiao, opened the car door and sat in.

Peng Eryue, who was sitting in the back row, moved to the side slightly, and saw that Lin Miao had brought a little beauty over, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"My sister, there is no one at home, I took her out with me. Lin Miao explained.

Peng Eryue glanced at Xiaoxiao more, and smiled heartily: "There are so many people!"

Lin Miao grinned, and shouted at Lao Peng, who was driving, "Hello uncle!"

"How are you, my Peng Peng has influenced you to study at home, right?" said Lao Peng, slowly driving the car out of the community.

Lin Miao lowered the window of the car, let the wind blow in, and replied very realistically: "It's still within the acceptable range, the original plan for today was to have a calligraphy class in the morning, a swimming lesson in the afternoon, and a piano lesson in the evening." But anyway, I usually skip class and escape enough, and it's not bad for this or two. Compared with these extracurricular lessons, it is more rewarding to go to the homes of wealthy classmates for a long time. ”

Lao Peng asked himself if he had been doing business for many years, and he had seen enough scenes, but Lin Miao's words were so stunned that he didn't know what to do, so he could only laugh out loud to cover up his lack of reaction ability.

Peng February's was much simpler, and said directly: "There is nothing to see in my house, but the house is big, the house is empty, and there are two glass bottles in the hall, not even a chair." ”

Lin Miao imagined it for a moment, and couldn't imagine what the scene was like with two glass bottles in a hall that February said.

Lao Peng interjected at this time and asked, "Children, are your parents busy now?"

"Uh-huh. Lin Miao said, "My dad now has at least thirty meetings a month, once every three days in the unit, and I hate to open three times a day outside the unit, and now he is out on business all day." ”

"I've read your father's books, and I think the new one "Asking" came out recently, and I think it's the best. Lao Peng looked ahead and asked, "What about your mother?"

Lin Miao listened to Lao Peng's tone, as if she wanted to cooperate with his family on some project, and thought about Jiang Ping's level, Wen couldn't understand the contract, and Wu couldn't get to the negotiation table, so she simply confessed: "My mother is busy eating, drinking, and having fun, and now she is pulling a group of little sisters around every day to buy and buy, and the family originally wanted to open a housing agency, but my mother has been lazy and doesn't do it, and everything is thrown to my uncle." ”

"Housing agent?" Lao Peng smiled, "How much money can you make as an intermediary, it is estimated that you will not earn as much as your father writing thousands of words in a month, why do you do that?"

Lin Miao said: "If you want to do a big business, you have to have something at the bottom first." My uncle has just returned from the army this year, and he is only 24 years old, and he will definitely go for a big career in the future. In the future, if the intermediary is familiar, as long as there is a chance to do a real estate project or something, as long as the capital is enough, it will definitely not be missed. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, one step at a time. ”

Lao Peng nodded slightly when he heard this, and asked again: "The idea of doing real estate was told by your father to your uncle?"

"yes. Lin Miao lied without blinking her eyelids, anyway, Lao Peng and Lao Lin couldn't meet for the time being, "My dad said, the country's industrialization level is still relatively low, and the productivity in all aspects is not enough, so if you have the money to open a factory, no matter what you produce, you definitely don't have to worry about sales." However, in the future, it may not be said that as soon as the country's industrial level rises, the survival pressure of private light industry enterprises will become greater, and if you look at it from the perspective of making money alone, the profits will be diluted. When the time comes, if they can enter the international market, some enterprises will be able to absorb a little foreign technology and introduce some advanced industries, but more enterprises will have a situation where they have saved a lot of money by relying on manufacturing, but they will lose money if they continue to expand production, and they will not know how to spend the money if they do not continue to invest.

At this time, in order to continue to stimulate GDP and stimulate the continued development of the industrial level, the capacity of reinforced concrete will be excessive, and if you want to digest this part of the excess capacity, you can only rely on infrastructure projects. Nationwide large-scale renovation of the old city must be imperative, at this time to be able to take advantage of this shareholder wind, engage in real estate, more dare not say, in the future a real estate company to achieve an output value of more than one billion, that is no problem at all. ”

Lin Miao talked eloquently, and it was rare to get in the car and not want to vomit.

Although Xiaoxiao didn't understand, she couldn't worship Lin Miao when she saw Lin Miao's chattering.

After listening to Lin Miao's words, Lao Peng was silent for a long time before finally accepting the fact that there are really prodigies in the world, and then sighed: "I have heard people say these things in other places. Does your dad want your uncle to prepare sooner?"

Lin Miao was a little excited and said: "It must be earlier! The housing prices on the South Island have already exploded." Other people's homes have now begun to lay out, and Dongou City will hesitate again, and this bus will not be able to catch up immediately. When the time comes, when people take land, we can only speculate on housing prices, what future do we have as second-hand dealers? Plates must be held in our own hands to be called a career, and in the hands of others, we are just giving people guns, and we also give free bullets, how can we be so generous in business, what are we trying to do?"

Old Peng laughed.

This little guy can't tell that he is still a little money fan.