After listening to Pan Jinlian's high arguments and comparing futures trading to scalping, Ximenqing gave a thumbs up with both hands and immediately flattered and said: "You finally have a little IQ, I have been looking forward to it for a long time." Mr. Pan, I can't help it, I can't help it, do you want to invest some money, this makes money quickly, it's easier than your baked cakes to make money". . . .

Pan Jinlian likes money, she feels at ease when she has more money, and she has to give Wu Song Zhang Luo's family affairs, which requires money. This Wu Er was stunned, nothing compared to his husband Wu Da, he was simply a troublemaker, and when the matchmaker heard that it was Wu Song, his head shook like a buleng drum. Thinking of this, Pan Jinlian said: "Okay, the old lady thinks about it."

When Pan Jinlian returned home, she kept weighing whether it was suitable to be a scalper in order to make money, and when she was young, she went to buy noodles by herself, and she encountered ruffians and hooligans manipulating the price of noodles, and she was also a victim of scalpers, but making money is also important。。。。。。 For a few days, Pan Jinlian didn't think about tea and dinner, and finally decided to try the water a little.

Pan Jinlian washed her face with water in both hands under the faucet, dried it with her sleeve, and then picked up the Rolls-Royce car keys, went out of the gate, and prepared to drive to Ximenqing. Pan Jinlian lives in the most expensive villa area in the city.

Pan Jinlian hadn't arrived at the garage yet, she found that the community had changed the cleaner, and after a closer look, it turned out to be Ximenqing. Ximen Qing was bending over to sweep the floor, turned around and squinted Pan Jinlian with triangular eyes, his face was expressionless, and then turned his head and continued to sweep the floor.

Pan Jinlian shouted at Ximenqing: "You kid is capable, and you don't say hello when you look at the old lady." Your good manager doesn't do it, why did you sweep the floor?"

Ximen Qing said angrily: "It's not because of your martial arts family's baking cakes... ”

Pan Jinlian: "We hurt you?", after thinking about it again, maybe Wu Song bullied him again, so he asked: "You explain it clearly to the old lady, what's the matter?"

Ximenqing: "The sound of your baked cake shop is too loud, the sound of kitchen knives, dishes, tables and chairs, the sound is in my ears, and it hurts me to fry short-term, long-term, and line-up." From morning to night, there was a lot of noise, and no one cared about queuing up to add a ser. Hey, the citizens are all for the bread, and the people are all for the bread. ”

Pan Jinlian: "What's the matter with you? The old lady can't hear the sound of kitchen knives for a day, and she has to sleep with a cutting board at night, otherwise she won't be able to sleep." ”

Ximenqing: "Aunt Pan, you don't have a pain in your mouth when you stand and talk, you don't know my silent hunger." You're so noisy that I can't hear what the customer is saying. Last month, people asked me to buy a truckload of leather steel, and I bought back the tangerine peel I had just sold; last week, they asked me to buy two truckloads of leather cotton, and I bought a cool skin and sent it to him; the day before yesterday, they asked me to sell a shipload of oil, and I mailed it to him the pants he worn; yesterday they asked me to buy 500 million, and I misheard "sell and buy" as selling, and the customer could earn 10 million yuan by buying 500 million, but I helped him sell 500 million yuan and lost 20 million. Say, what am I going to do?"

Pan Jinlian consciously took care of the loss, pretended to answer the phone and left, "Hey, hey, hey, why don't you speak, oh, it turned out to be a whetstone." Pan Jinlian does not forget the original intention of starting a business, and carries kitchen hardware with her every day.

Ximenqing has been carrying ideas lately, and he feels that nothing is going well. Yesterday afternoon, his plan to re-employ was approved by the property and he successfully competed for a cleaning position. In the evening, Ximenqing went home with joy, and after entering the community, he found a white monkey, as tall as a primary school student, with white hair, white eyebrows, and no miscellaneous hair on his body, only his eyes were black. Ximen Qing thought that if he grabbed it and sold it, he would probably make some money. He returned to the garage, took out the rolling pin he had stolen from the trunk of the car when he was working in the Wuda Baked Cake Group, walked behind the white monkey with his hands and feet, picked up the rolling pin, and was about to hit it, when suddenly the white monkey made a sound: "Since the minister is not allowed to sue, he ignores it." Then, Wu Er made up his mind, and first ended up with Wang Po and Pan Jinlian in front of his neighbors.