It's not good to say that when someone finds out, say that it is fed, and when you coax the eaters, you can directly say that it is wild! That is not the same way as Mr. Wu, it is all a liar. The problem is that tigers, if they want to feed, are not like crayfish, they just give a pond and don't care, they can collect a lot of money in the second year!

When he was full of wine and food, Mr. Wu called the driver, waved his hand, and went home with a bag of game. Hu Dafa didn't dare to drink, and was about to help Lao Liu get into the car.

"Dafa, wait a minute!" Mr. Xiong greeted and stopped Hu Dafa, the substitute driver he called had not yet arrived, and he wanted to talk to Lao Liu about something.

The two old comrades got into Mr. Xiong's car, and they didn't know what they said, and ten minutes later, the substitute driver came, and Lao Liu got out of the car.

After being silent for a long time, Lao Liu didn't say a word, just looked straight ahead, as if he was about to fall asleep, "Master, what are you talking about with my Uncle Xiong?

"He's ---- retired!"

"What? He wants to retire? How old is he? In his fifties, he will retire! Before he is old! How can he retire? No one gives him a pension!" As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Dafa knew that he was wrong, what kind of character is Uncle Xiong, in the past two or three years, he has already earned enough, even if it is not hundreds of millions of assets, it must be tens of millions!

"Retirement is just a way of saying! I don't want to do anything, that's not called retirement! Is it that I have to pay a few more years of pension insurance?" Lao Liu spat out and muttered, "If you have money, you won't care about that little pension, it's nothing more than a few years of shortfall, and he doesn't lack that money!"

In an instant, Hu Dafa understood what Mr. Xiong meant, "Master, what do you mean is that my Uncle Xiong is leaving Uncle Wu's company! If you don't do it, it's a fat shortage! I go out to buy every day, even if I eat some rebates and ask for help, it will be a lot of money every month! Look at my Uncle Xiong's face in the past two years, his face is full of oil, and he has begun to get rich! Besides, the thing he is in charge of is also a good job!"

"Well, he has made up his mind, and he will withdraw after the year! I have already told you Uncle Wu, if it weren't for the birth of a child, maybe he would have left on New Year's Day! Alas! Let's go, you can still be down-to-earth!" Just like the end of a big drama, Lao Liu seems to have seen clearly the busy life of people, and at the end of the song, people are scattered, and it is still an empty stage, and young people who want to perform on stage all depend on their own skills.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, my Uncle Xiong really wanted to open it! The position of a vice president is basically a partner, and the company's income and dividends must all have his share! This kind of thing, whoever puts it on it, will be a little reluctant, one year, it may be millions or even more income, so I can deal with it for two more years!

"It's better to walk by the river less!" Lao Liu said, closed his eyes, and lay on his back in the car to close his eyes and recuperate.

"Master, my Uncle Xiong has withdrawn, will Mr. Wu also prepare to withdraw?" Hu Dafa didn't want to disturb Lao Liu's rest, but thinking that Master Qiu still had tens of thousands of yuan of investment, in case the two of them ran away, who would they go to when the time came?

"Well----? as far as I know, your Uncle Wu is not that kind of person! He is very smart, but he is stubborn, he is not like your Uncle Xiong, his ambition is not high, he listens to persuasion, and he almost has it! He ---- only think of a way when he wants to stop! Hey, I'm afraid......" Lao Liu didn't know whether he was asleep or thinking about something, he closed his eyes and said a few words slowly, but he didn't say it clearly, what were you afraid of? Isn't it just that he is afraid of accidents?

"Oh! He's on the line! Don't go to the company to take a look, no one knows anyone! I remember Uncle Wu said at that time that he would have to go public in three years and then retire! It's not been three years, so I shouldn't think about withdrawing!"

"Three years! According to his tossing, the tiger meat will be eaten! It won't take three years, and something will happen! Alas, leave him alone!" Lao Liu waved his hand in annoyance.

"Master, you have persuaded me Uncle Xiong, and if you say a few more words, you will also persuade me Uncle Wu, they are all old friends, can you still help me think of a way?"

"Hmph! He ---- I can't persuade him, he thinks he's smarter than those of us, or he doesn't have hair! If he listens to persuasion, Lao Xiong will also say it! It's not my turn! Don't talk about his family's affairs, he still wants to earn hundreds of millions more for his son, leaving him to support the mother and son! I see, hehe......" Lao Liu didn't say much, but Hu Dafa could understand it.

When I wanted to make money, some people wanted to buy Mr. Wu's company, but Mr. Wu flatly refused, and now he wants him to give up on his own initiative, isn't that a joke?

"He is a general, it's no problem to do things, think of ways, and charge into battle, but he is not a handsome talent, he can't control himself, he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, he doesn't know whether he lives or dies! Let him go!" Lao Liu was silent for a long time and gave Mr. Wu a conclusion.

"Master, then what kind of talent am I?" Many people want to know what they are like in the minds of others, which shows that they are somewhat unconfident. Qiu Dalong will never ask Hu Dafa what he thinks of himself, even Qiu Biao's opinion is not important, he just lives his own way of life, as for now, there is a Sun Bingbing in his heart, Hu Dafa said that he has 10,000 sentences, but it is not worth Sun Bingbing's words, he only needs a word of opinion from other girls, and what others say, it is all nonsense and floating clouds.

"You?hehe!" Lao Liu was amused by Hu Dafa, "At most, it can be regarded as a waste of firewood! Those who hesitate to do something, like an official, have to find some justification for themselves, sometimes they are not like men! In ancient times, at most, they were a master! They were still masters with bad ideas!"

"Master, I'm like this in your heart? I don't have a sense of justice, and I don't have any positive energy at all? I have become a scumbag of society?" Hu Dafa didn't think that Lao Liu would praise himself, but he still wanted to hear a few pertinent comments in his heart.

"Okay, you have a little bit of positive energy, but your little positive energy is covered up by what you have done, and it can't be reflected at all! What you have done, although it is not bad, can be regarded as worthy of your heart, but once you find enough reasons for yourself, it will be cliché!"

"Besides, you said that you have made so much money and put a room in the house, what are you going to do? I asked you back in the beginning, if you were rich, what would you do? Can you answer me now? Now you should have more than five million! I don't care about other tangible and intangible things, can you tell me your answer?"

"Money is just a tool of exchange, if you have no money or little money, you have to live, and if you have money, it is nothing more than a comparison between college students and primary school students, you have more knowledge, and you have a more detailed understanding of society, but what do you do? Do you go to show off your wealth every day, eat nonsense, and play in the mountains and rivers; or do you do something? I just want to know what you think, how to do it, whether your ideas are correct, I don't know!"