Chapter 734: Talent in Short Supply
Lin Miao slept in the dark, and the moment she opened her eyes, she felt that the situation was not good, the sun outside was so beautiful that the two layers of curtains were a little unstoppable, and then she turned over and sat up, anxiously reached out and took the watch on the bedside to take a look, and suddenly showed a look of annoyance, and patted her head gently. It was half past ten in the morning. Arrive late and go out of the sky.
Lin Miao got dressed speechlessly and washed up quickly. I picked up my schoolbag and walked downstairs, planning to go to school quickly. Ran to the fifth floor, saw the door open, knew that Lao Lin was at home, and wanted to go in and talk to him, but when he stepped into the living room, he raised his eyes and saw Wang Bin and Huang Qingqing sitting on the sofa like wood. When Wang Bin saw Lin Miao, he hurriedly stood up excitedly and shouted, "Mr. Lin!"
Lin Miao stood at the door in a trance for a while, remembering that he had asked them to come to work on time yesterday, and waved his hand neatly: "Go!"
Wang Bin and Huang Qingqing hurriedly followed.
The three of them put on their shoes at the staircase, and as soon as they opened the door, the middle-aged man from 402 on the side ran out and asked Lin Miao excitedly: "Eh, eh, kid, which stock did you buy?" I'll buy it with you!"
"Buy whatever you want, you can make money no matter how you buy it!" Lin Miao left him aside and hurriedly ran downstairs, the middle-aged man still wanted to hold Lin Miao, but was blocked by Wang Bin very unceremoniously, and shouted: "What are you doing?
Lin Miao had already run down the first floor with Huang Qingqing, and shouted upstairs: "Brother Bin, hurry up!"
"Come right away!" Wang Bin responded, too lazy to pay attention to the pestering middle-aged man, closed the door of Lin Miao's house, and ran down with Lin Miao. The middle-aged man stood in place and waited for a while, and when he heard the sound of the door closing downstairs, he kicked the door of Lin Miao's house and scolded: "Damn! It's so stingy! Telling Lao Tzu something inside can kill you?"
Speaking indignantly, he turned back to his house.
There was a loud bang, and the door was closed.
Lin Miao and the three of them came out of the building, and Santana at home didn't know where to be driven by Lao Lin, so she could only walk to school.
Lin Miao hurried up the time and asked Huang Qingqing on the road if she could cook, and after getting a very positive negative answer, she decisively gave up the idea of giving her a promotion and a salary increase. The girl's family can't even cook, what do you want?
Huang Qingqing didn't know that he had missed an excellent opportunity to continue to break into Lin Miao's house, but like the middle-aged man in 402, he inquired about the stock market with Lin Miao No matter what the stock market is like this year, with the habits of many ordinary people in Dongou City, if there is a little spare money at home, stock speculation is a very common thing.
Especially the scholarly family of Huang Qingqing, the enthusiasm for stock speculation is higher than that of ordinary people.
Generally speaking, they will think that they are making judgments on the international situation and domestic policies by using their professional knowledge of economics, so as to make profits from the stock market with full technical content, which is a game between professional knowledge and cultural level and the laws of the market economy. It can not only make money, but also pretend to be showy, which is the perfect unity of lining and face, and has both educational, economic and social significance, and is a very advanced intellectual sport.
Lin Miao didn't talk too much to Huang Qingqing, because he had no way of knowing what the cause of this national rush to buy stocks was, but it was hard to tell Huang Qingqing which stock was specific, but in recent times, there is a high probability that buying it casually can guarantee a rise.
Huang Qingqing was puzzled and asked, "Why? Is it because of the change in macroeconomic policy?"
"I don't know. Lin Miao said very boldly, "But if you want to buy it at home, I am in favor of and support, as long as you withdraw in time." Huang Qingqing asked again: "Then when will you withdraw?"
Lin Miao replied like a god: "Look at the policy signal." β
Huang Qingqing hurriedly asked: "What policy signal?"
Lin Miao's face was very determined, but at this time, he was also beating a drum in his heart, and he was a little worried about whether his high-profile stock speculation would affect the market trend, but thinking about it again, he should have speculated on the stock market, and there was no reason to scare people away, so he continued to pretend to be a god stick and said: "When the time comes, you just listen to me." β
Unexpectedly, Huang Qingqing said: "Don't you know?"
Lin Miao stopped, looked at Huang Qingqing, and said, "Shut up or deduct your salary, you choose." β
Huang Qingqing pouted and said coquettishly: "You don't tell me even if you know it, villain." β
Lin Miao's eyelids jumped twice.
A few minutes later, Huang Qingqing and Wang Bin sent Lin Miao to the door of the teaching building of Wai Chinese Junior High School. Lin Miao went upstairs to report on an empty stomach, and finally caught up with the last class, spending forty minutes to fill up an English test paper to the limit. After class, Lin Miao, who was dizzy from hunger, took Chen Yu's hand and floated all the way to the cafeteria. It wasn't until a bowl of rice entered my stomach that I finally survived a few points.
Chen Yu looked very anxious, and couldn't help but remind: "I'm going to the province to participate in the competition this Saturday, are you okay?"
"What game?" Lin Miao felt like she had lost her memory, and she didn't know what Chen Yu was talking about.
Chen Yu grabbed his shoulder and shook him, "English speech contest!"
Lin Miao finally remembered it a little, and said very strangely: "I'm going to compete, why are you so nervous?"
"I'll go too. Chen Yu looked at Lin Miao and said, "I won the first place in the city in March." β
Lin Miao frowned slightly: "There is a competition in the city in March, but you don't call me?"
"Are you escorting, what kind of quota are you grabbing with us?" Chen Yu pinched Lin Miao's cheek and pulled it twice. Lin Miao could feel that when Sister Ban Hua pinched him, she had a bit of "pinch you to death", as if she wanted to kill the main competitor in advance.
Lin Miao slapped Chen Yu's unfriendly hand away.
The little girl also seemed to notice that her hands were a little heavy, so she quickly rubbed Lin Miao again, and said apologetically: "I'm excited, I'm excited! The two of us will go to the competition in the city, and there will be three places in the province, and I heard that the national finals will be filmed and shown on TV!"
Lin Miao sighed and said, "Then you can't get in, the remaining two places must be from Hangzhou." β
Chen Yu was stunned: "Two?"
Lin Miao was very sure: "Nonsense, I'm sure I'll clear the customs all the way!"
"Huh~" Chen Yu showed a tangled expression, and then changed his hand to pinch Lin Miao's other cheek, "I really hate you people, you don't leave us a chance at all." Have you written your contest speech?"
Lin Miao said: "Write a fart, I will blow it casually on the spot." β
Chen Yu let go of his hand, revealing a face full of resentment, then held his face, tilted his head sideways, stared directly at Lin Miao and said, "Do you dare to swear to me, you will never grow taller when you write a manuscript?"
Lin Miao thought for a while, and said, "Yes, I swear that if I write a manuscript, I will never grow taller!"
"It's decided!" Chen Yu leaned over, kissed Lin Miao on the face, and ran out of the cafeteria very happily.
Lin Miao watched Chen Yu run away and smiled: "NaΓ―ve." β
After lunch, Lin Miao went to Shayang's office, paid Shayang a hundred yuan, and asked Shayang to help him write a speech casually, Shayang accepted the money, and happily said that he would deliver the goods before the sun set today, and then asked Lin Miao when he could hand over the English version of the second volume of "Looking for Immortals" to him. His uncle just called him across the ocean the day before yesterday, saying that the 30,000 readers in Vancouver were waiting to be fed, and as long as Lin Miao could send the book over, he could give 15% of the profit commission this time.
Lin Miao couldn't help asking, "Did you only sell 30,000 copies?"
Sha Yang shouted: "Meow meow! 30,000 copies is already a big number! There are only a few hundred thousand people in the whole of Vancouver! My uncle said that he plans to go to Toronto to participate in the book fair, and if it wins, it will be sold across the border!"
Lin Miao thought for a while, and suddenly asked rhetorically: "Does your uncle's publishing house sell?" I want to buy that publishing house, and after the acquisition, I can continue to hire your uncle to work for me." β
Sha Yang was dumbfounded for a long time after hearing this, and then said with a serious expression: "I need to ask for his opinion." β
"Okay, until he gets back to me, our cooperation is temporarily suspended. I gave him a month to think about it. Lin Miao patted Sha Yang on the shoulder, jumped out of the chair, and walked out of the office.
Sha Yang looked at Lin Miao's back, shook his head and sighed: "Chinese education, it's amazing......
Lin Miao returned to the classroom, took a short lunch break, and slept until the bell rang for the first class in the afternoon. The mediocre afternoon passed in a blink of an eye, and Lin Miao handed in the paper ten minutes ahead of schedule for the math exam, first went to the Shayang office to get the speech, and then walked out of the teaching building, Wang Bin and Huang Qingqing were already waiting at the door of the teaching building.
Let the two of them send him to Jiang Yang's house first, Lin Miao took out the manuscript written by Sha Yang and showed it to Zhang Youwei, who was raising a baby at home.
After finishing the business, Lin Miao told her aunt about the sales results of the English version of "Looking for Immortals" in Vancouver, Zhang Youwei gently touched Lin Miao's head and said: "I think you better take care of it first, let these things go for the time being, the most important thing is the exam in front of you." Since you have signed up for the competition, you will do your best, but if you have a conflict with the exam, you still have to learn to have a priority and a priority. I know that this English speech contest is basically compared by children in the second year of junior high school, and not many in the third year of junior high school. β
"I've only had three games this semester. Lin Miao said, "Now that the company's affairs are taken care of by my uncle and my father, Qingqing can also help a little, aunt, when your child is finished, just come to my company to work." Teaching isn't much fun. β
"We'll talk about that then. Zhang Youwei smiled softly.
laughed so much that Wang Bin didn't dare to look up at her.
Mr. Jiang's daughter-in-law is really a fairy......
After chatting for more than half an hour, Lin Miao said goodbye to her aunt and took Wang Bin and Huang Qingqing home together.
Walking downstairs, Santana from Lao Lin has returned, and today's evening newspaper has also arrived. Lin Miao took out the newspaper from the mailbox, while Wang Bin and Huang Qingqing habitually wanted to turn around and go home. Lin Miao hurriedly shouted to the two of them: "Wait a minute! Accompany me upstairs and go back!"
Wang Bin and Huang Qingqing looked puzzled.
Lin Miao said seriously: "This building is no longer safe from the 1st floor to the 4th floor, I don't want to hang it at the door of my house." β
Huang Qingqing said: "Boss, you are paranoia about being killed." β
Lin Miao said: "Deduct a hundred yuan this month." β
"Ah?......" Huang Qingqing looked aggrieved.
Lin Miao said again: "I wrote the payslip clearly, and the reason for deducting the salary was to talk back to the boss." β
Huang Qingqing pursed his lips.
Lin Miao continued to be mean: "It's useless to pretend to be cute with me, can you still be cute with me if you pretend to be cute?"
Lin Miao took out the key and opened the door, Wang Bin quickly followed, and Huang Qingqing's face was full of heart.
The three of them went up to the fourth floor, and the middle-aged man of 402 was really guarding the staircase.
Lin Miao saw that this product was endless, so he simply said: "Shut up! You want the inside story, right? I don't guarantee life or death! Buy steel stocks! Buy them separately, don't put all your eggs in one basket! Do you understand?"
"Steel stocks?" The middle-aged man of 402 was quiet for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted, "That's right! I know! I know it! Fuck your mother! Fuck you!"
The middle-aged man ran into his house in a frenzy and forgot to close the door. Lin Miao glanced at Wang Bin and Huang Qingqing, and whispered: "See, this kind of mental state, if he loses, it is possible to dismember me." β
Wang Bin's face turned fierce: "Mr. Lin, why don't I rent a house downstairs at home?"
"Huh?" Lin Miao's eyes lit up, "Brother Bin, what a proposal! I'll give you an extra 1,000 yuan housing subsidy every month!"
"So good?" Huang Qingqing shouted, "Then I want it too!"
Lin Miao said lightly: "Oh, you don't have a subsidy. β
Huang Qingqing said aggrievedly: "Why does he have me?"
Lin Miao said seriously: "Qingqing, you have to understand a truth, the boss can be generous, but the boss must not be the wrongdoer." If you want to take advantage of me, unless you step on Brother Bin's corpse first. β
Wang Bin: "......"
Lin Miao took the newspaper and entered the door safely.
Then he took the car key from Lao Lin and handed it to Wang Bin.
At around 5:40, Jiang Ping and Xiaoxiao had already returned. Lin Miao put down her schoolbag, sat down on the sofa in the living room, and spread out the "Dongou Evening News", and saw that Shi Fatzi was quite trustworthy, and the first half of the front page was all published with a special issue of clarification. He carefully read the content of the news, Shi Fatzi personally wrote it brilliantly, and the president was not mixed up in vain, and the level was quite high.
The news started from the beginning to find clues, told the bad debts of the credit unions, and explained the difficulties of the system design of the big banks that could not directly transfuse blood to the credit unions, and then Miao Ye stepped forward in times of crisis, drew his sword to help, and took great risks to extend a helping hand to the credit unions. It was written until the end, and only in the spring and autumn did he mention that Miao Ye considered raising funds from the stock market to further ensure the safety of the credit union's deposits, and at present, through a top domestic financial company in Shanghai, a total of one billion yuan has been raised, but there is no mention that Lin Miao is using bank loans to match funds.
Those who understand these words will naturally understand, and those who don't understand can also watch the excitement.
Lin Miao was quite satisfied after reading it, and thought that when she had the opportunity, she would simply dig up the stone fat man.
The company is now in short supply of talents......