"Oh, fifty thousand. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Hu Dafa secretly repeated this number, this has been several years, how good the economic situation has been in recent years, his salary has risen two or three times, from 800 yuan, to more than 1,000, and then to more than 2,000 now, it can be seen from his salary that the bride price ----- must rise!

"I guess it's 100,000 now!" Hu Dafa said calmly. "It's okay, I want to think about it, take the time to see if I can do more odd jobs, it won't take long, this amount of money won't be difficult for me!" Hu Dafa showed his white teeth, looked at Qiuyang with a smile, and expressed his confidence.

100,000 is really enough for the young Hu Dafa. But for the relationship between two people, it is really too little. If there is more money, Hu Dafa will also resolutely hand it over to Qiuyang to control. But, really, no. In Hu Dafa's view, feelings are not something that money can measure.

If you had a hundred dollars, you would give them to your wife, but what if you had a million dollars? Would you give it all to her without even thinking about it?

Suddenly, Hu Dafa seemed to remember something. I remember that in prison, the master once asked himself. (See chapter 18) was asking, what if money and one's woman were in conflict?

Some people don't have money in their hands and are very generous, but they don't have it anyway, they have a conscience left, and they can give it to you, but it's not much anyway, so they just have a little more freedom.

Some people have a lot of money, more material desires, and know that money can do a lot of things, so they can't let themselves have no money, at least they have to leave the money to do things, which can't be said to have no conscience, but can only say that the scheming is heavier, and the understanding of money is different, to put it more clearly, it is values. It's not wrong to think this way, at least for the sake of the family, and of course it's better not to do it for someone else's home, or more of a home.

Hu Dafa's problem is that he has no money now, and he has to work hard to earn so much money in order to marry Qiuyang home. It takes time to make money, and even if you go back to your old job, you can't do it in a day. What kind of work can you do to earn 100,000 yuan quickly?

Everyone has their own ability, and if you are given a job with a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan, you may not be able to do it, and you may not be able to do it for a day. But for the sake of Qiuyang, isn't there a chance to stick to the current job? Shouldn't I change my job?

Hu Dafa thought, what can I do, what can I do, my own academic qualifications, ability! All these are taken together, and there are really not many jobs that suit him. Operational work requires training, and it is estimated that it requires academic qualifications, and if you don't have academic qualifications, then it will definitely not work! Management jobs, it is estimated that people don't look down on you, and you are only in your early twenties, and your peers are still in college! Who can I control? Who will serve me! The rest is the salesman, but you generally have to handle money to do business, and your own background is problematic. Alas!

Hu Dafa scratched his head very much, but it was useless to scratch his head! In the end, what was left was express delivery! Milk delivery! Newspaper delivery! These hours are set to be relatively deadly work.

The only bad thing about working in the restaurant is that when this work is busy, it is when others are free, and when you are free, it is when others are busy.

But what to study, you can't finish it in half a year, you can still graduate, and you can find a job with a satisfactory salary and more salary!

"Dafa, I didn't ask you to compare with them!" Qiuyang could already see what Hu Dafa was thinking in his painful heart, so he couldn't add any pressure to Hu Dafa. "Dafa! Let's not compare ourselves with them, let's live our own small lives comfortably, and honor the old people on both sides, isn't it! We are still young, and there will be opportunities in the future. I'm optimistic about you!" Qiuyang's support and encouragement finally made Hu Dafa feel relaxed. As he spoke, he leaned on Hu Dafa again.

"Qiuyang! I will never let you down!" Hu Dafa hugged Qiuyang tightly, expressing his thoughts.

Although Qiuyang did not ask Hu Dafa to compare himself with others in terms of bride price and money, how could men, especially men who were in full swing, accept their fate on this point? If they can't let their women eat and drink well, wear gold and silver, that is because they are incapable. Hu Dafa has already begun to plan how to spend the rest of his time.

"Uncle Xiong, I'm resting today, go over and see you!" Hu Dafa smiled, although he was on the phone, but thinking of Uncle Xiong's scorched eyes, like a Persian cat, he couldn't help but be happy.

"Oh, you're with Uncle Wu, that's great, I'll go tomorrow morning, okay!" Hu Dafa made all the psychological preparations, and also conducted a practical simulation with himself on whether to buy some fruits.

These two uncles are not people like Master Qiu, their eyelashes are empty, as long as they match their eyes, their thoughts will be seen through by others. If they mix well, I'll work with them, and if I can work part-time, that's fine! If they mix well, I'll do it...... Alas, we have to think of something else!

Qiuyang, I must marry home!

"Hello! May I ask Mr. Wu ------, are you there?" Uncle Wu's company is in the west, and it is really not in the same direction as Hu Dafa's restaurant, so it is finally more convenient to take a car. The front desk is a quiet little girl, looking at her age, she is older than herself, wearing glasses, tall, weak, and very bookish. Looks good, if you want to give a smile, it's pretty and cute.

The company is in an office building, but Hu Dafa was a little surprised, there are actually seven companies in one office room, what is the situation? Are these seven companies working together? Then they must not disturb each other! Besides, this room is not big, how many people can it hold? Hu Dafa looked at the glass screen behind Miss Wen Jing, from top to bottom there are a row of limited companies, what is the name of Uncle Wu's company? Seeing this, Hu Dafa's heart was already half cold.

"Mr. Wu, which Mr. Wu?" The little girl in the front hall raised her head, covering the books she was studying with her upper body, and a hint of an embarrassed smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Ah, where are the two Mr. Wu here?" This question was something Hu Dafa didn't expect. How can I describe this, I really don't remember Uncle Wu's full name. Inside, there are only numbers, and at most surnames are used.

"That's right, two Mr. Wu, three Mr. Wang, and other presidents. The girl at the front desk introduced with a smile, and finally got rid of the embarrassment of using the work time to read a book just now, "Oh, the Mr. Wu you are looking for, do you know the name?" The girl asked patiently, after all, they are all boss-level figures, and they can't be offended.