Chapter 97: Sooner or later, the snarr will die, and the noon slot will melt
"Dreaming. ”
The three words that Su He spit out softly knocked Su Xiaomu, whose tail was just about to be cocked, to the bottom.
I'd better continue to mie my fingers, I'm so wronged, but I won't say anything.
Wan Dai and Su Ho looked at Su Xiaomu's aggrieved appearance, and took out their mobile phones very tacitly......
Click-click
Wan Dai swiped her phone and said happily.
"Oh yes, it's a waste if you don't use this as an emoji!
"Is it better to add a handsome online grievance, or to add a few others?" Soho also pulled his mobile phone, his index finger poked back and forth, and his face was thinking, as if he was thinking about what kind of emoji he would make more in line with his heart.
Su Xiaomu: "???"
"You, you, won't you ask my opinion?"
Su Ho and Wan Dai glanced at each other across Su Xiaomu, "Oh?"
Su Xiaomu: "(╯‵□′)╯(┻━┻"
It's too much, they!
"Seeing you so wronged, we are relieved. Wan Dai said with a grin.
Su Xiaomu glanced at Wan Dai, who was smiling hippie, and then looked at Soho, who was also smiling, and said with a flat mouth.
"For the sake of me being so wronged, let me cry in your arms. ”
As he spoke, Su Xiaomu's eyes lingered on Su He and Wan Dai's pair of big Ds or two hundred million, and his eyebrows danced.
Huh.
Su He and Wan Dai each snorted, threw the back of Su Xiaomu's head, hugged their chests with both hands, and opened and closed for a while.
It was clear that he was not at ease at all.
"Dead ghost!" Soho snorted.
"A little rascal!" Wan Dai was not to be left behind, and then said.
That's it, Soho got down to business.
"The annual shareholder dividend of Heqian is 20% of the profit profit, and according to the time when the contract is signed, as well as financial statistics, tax returns, etc., you can share a total of 491,000 after paying taxes. ”①
"This money, the company's finance has been transferred to my bank card this afternoon, except for the 220,000 you owe me, there is still 271,000 left. ”
Su Xiaomu is full of female Naizi, phew, my mind is full of three words: I am rich.
After paying off the female creditor Soho, there are still more than 200,000 left!
More than 200,000 yuan, this is a solid deposit!
Hey, I'll have the confidence to put up a shelf with Soho in the future, hmph, in the future, I can make a few jokes about asking Soho to warm the bed, right?
It's all unimaginable!
The business of money is really the most profitable business that he Su Xiaomu has done as a self-employed person, and he feels that he can eat and wear without worrying about it in this life.
One percent of the share dividend, if you calculate it, you will lose a lot of money.
Before Su Xiaomu's face had time to smile, Su He's next words squeezed Su Xiaomu's strength out at once.
"This money, let me do it first, and then use it as start-up capital, and then talk about ...... if it is less."
Su Xiaomu: "......"
In my life, I didn't have the opportunity to touch money.
Really, I really have no interest in money~
"I see. ”
Su Xiaomu looked out the window, sighed quietly, and clenched the five yuan in his pocket, "The sky is a little dark, just dark, so you can't see my sad appearance." ”
Soho, Wan Dai: "......"
Such a big lamp, you told me you couldn't see it?
Soho thought for a moment and said, "You're still a kid, don't be too money-conscious, understand?"
Su Xiaomu nodded and sniffed, "I understand, Soho, let me bury my little chest and cry." ”
The good words in Soho's mouth almost blurted out, and he swallowed it hard and rolled his eyes, "Sooner or later, you will die of a suckle." ”
"Then I'll change to noon in the future. Su Xiaomu raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Wan Dai stuck a knife on the side, "The noon commotion will melt." ”
emmmm。
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Su Xiaomu drooped his slippers and returned to his home from the balcony.
Speaking of which, because of the good ventilation conditions of 601 and 603, as well as various factors, the smell in the two houses is actually not much the same.
The nose flutters and it is still a familiar taste, which is very reassuring.
Sitting on the sofa, Su Xiaomu pulled out the small garbage system, looked at the two-color flames on the system's pop-up light screen, and sighed quietly.
"Little trash, sooner or later I'll get used to it, and then, I'll let you know what despair is!"
This time, the feeling of longing and not being able to go up is not so strong, in fact, it may be because the price is not expensive.
Well, it has nothing to do with Wan Dai or Soho.
With a bang, Su Xiaomu's right index finger pierced into the two-color flame, and Kotlin and Java couldn't wait to untie their clothes.
Be honest with Su Xiaomu about the places he most longs to see.
I don't know why, Su Xiaomu's mind flashed in an instant...... emmm。
Java has been around for some years, and Kotlin has only recently become Google's officially designated first-level programming language for Android.
Because programming languages have a certain relevance, this is a knowledge material that Su Xiaomu understands the fastest.
Even with it, Su Xiaomu also touched the bypass and knew more about C and C++.
When the two-color flame bloomed the last ray of bright color at the last fork and extinguished with a pop, Su Xiaomu grabbed the fleeting aura of his previous self-
The mystery of Android is slowly falling.
Su Xiaomu muttered to himself.
"I think I can try to settle for the next best thing, and go and manipulate the Android file system first?"
Su Xiaomu, who originally wanted to carry the banner of storage localization and achieve financial freedom in minutes to the pinnacle of life, experienced an unprecedented rout;
In the in-depth analysis of the little garbage, I saw another possibility in the two languages closely related to Android.
Perhaps, with a small goal, there may be unexpected gains?
Of course, these are all things after New Year's Day, and tomorrow I will go out with the female creditor and Sister Dai, and there will be artificial hot spring cannons......
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On December 30, at 6 o'clock in the morning, the morning sun rose and sprinkled warmly on the earth.
Wanda and Soho got up early, and the two of them prepared a simple breakfast together.
A few poached eggs, three bowls of vegetarian flour of different sizes, a small dish of beef and a small plate of peanuts specially prepared for Su Xiaomu, and three cups of pure milk.
Just right.
At 7 o'clock, Su Xiaomu carried simple luggage and went downstairs behind Soho and Wandai's ass balls.
Considering the long-distance, comfort, and comprehensive off-road performance, coupled with the fact that the road conditions in Huiyang, Huizhou are not very good, and there are potholes and ravines, the three of them unanimously decided to drive a Maserati over, no matter how it is, it is an SUV, which is enough.
Su Xiaomu's gaze swept over the two buttocks that were completely different and upright, and a thought came to his mind.
Whispered, "If it's a slap... Will it bounce back..."
"What's that, we have all the necessary daily necessities, right?" Su Xiaomu pretended to cough twice, covering up the small beep he had accidentally made before.
Soho and Wan Dai, who were walking in front, stiffened slightly, and then returned to their original state, as if nothing had happened.
"Bring it all, how can you be like an old mother. ”
Soho pretended to be impatient, and then arranged.
"We sit in the back and you drive. ”
Su Xiaomu hummed, his mind was suddenly clear, and he was serious.
(1): Shareholder dividends can be 0%~100% of net profits, and for the normal operation of the company, the general dividend ratio is 20% of profits.
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Broken bowls.