Thinking of this, Song Qian logged in to the "Easy Fundraising" website again, and transferred 50,000 yuan to Wang Ke's crowdfunding project of 800,000 yuan.

"Your savings card account with tail number 0109 received RMB 500.00 at 10:57 on August 17, and the balance was RMB 3751.13. 【Huatai Bank】"

Although there was no salary for the work he was doing in front of him for the time being, seeing the arrival of five hundred yuan, Song Qian was immediately full of strength. Besides, the purpose of coming to East Paris is not to make money, it is to aphrodisiac!

Now that she has become Yuan Zixin's superior, she has her contact information and home address in hand, should she add a WeChat message to chat slowly? Or use the convenience of work to knock on the side? Or go directly to her house to find out?

Isn't it okay to be a god of wealth just by having no brains and scattering money? Why do you still have to do this kind of detective work? It's really painful.

Just as the egg was faintly aching, there was a knock on the door.

As Song Qian said "Please come in", the door was pushed open, and a timid figure came in.

"Song ...... Manager Song......"

Song Qian looked up, he really said that Cao Cao Cao had arrived, and it was Yuan Zixin who came in. When the leader really has an advantage, the girls take the initiative to find the door.

However, in order to maintain the majesty of the leader, Song Qian still sat upright slightly, and after a pause, asked, "What's the matter?"

Yuan Zixin was frightened by Song Qian's sense of distance, and she didn't know how to speak for a while. Originally, she wanted to take advantage of the previous acquaintance between the two to take a half-day off and go to the hospital to see what happened. The more my mother said it was nothing on the phone, the more uneasy she became.

Seeing that Yuan Zixin wanted to speak and stopped, Song Qian guessed that she should have something to ask for herself. Looking for a leader is nothing more than three situations, changing jobs, asking for wages, and approving leave slips. Yuan Zixin is just working in a restaurant for the summer, and she shouldn't ask for anything at work, so the rest is either salary or leave.

"Do you want to take leave for the sake of salary?" Song Qian asked directly.

"I ......"

Yuan Zixin was still stunned and didn't know how to speak, but she didn't expect Song Qian to directly list the choices. Instead, he was speechless.

"If it's about salary, because I've just taken over now, there's really no way to do it, after all, there are so many employees. I can lend you some privately, though, if you really need it urgently. Song Qian said tentatively. Because if you say that you are in urgent need of money, you can take advantage of the situation to care about her recent situation, such as the patients at home, living conditions, and so on. Anyway, the more you know, the more helpful it will be to solve things.

"No, no, I'm not talking about wages. Yuan Zixin shook her head again and again.

It's not about salary, it's about taking leave.

"If you have something, you can go, and I will arrange your work. Song Qian nodded seriously.

In this special period, the leave is not only because it is Yuan Zixin who came to ask for leave. Don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself, Song Qian, who came out of the bottom, knows very well the feeling of wanting to take leave but being scolded back by the leader.

In fact, if the leave is not approved, it is also in Cao Ying's heart in Han, and he has no intention of working at all. Rather than leaving an employee in poor condition with the possibility of making mistakes at any time, it is better to grant leave, and the employee can come back to work with peace of mind after finishing his work.

Yuan Zixin was a little flattered by Song Qian's sudden approval of his leave, and was stunned for a while before he eased up, nodded again and again, and then wanted to close the door.

"Wait ......"

"......" Yuan Zixin immediately stopped her steps back and stood there straight.

At this moment, Song Qian's mobile phone rang, and it was Wang Ke who called back.

"Hmm...... Nothing, there you go. Song Qian muted the ringtone of his mobile phone, waved his hand and said to Yuan Zixin.

He originally wanted to take advantage of Yuan Zixin's leave to ask for a specific reason. Just like the idea of salary advances, if you take temporary leave, is there something urgent at home? Do you need help? You can also know a lot of information when you come and go.

However, Wang Ke's phone call disrupted the plan.

Fortunately, I am not in a hurry to push my sister for two days a day, and the recovery of the money can still be carried out slowly.

After Yuan Zixin left, Song Qian picked up Wang Ke's phone.

"Why do you only answer the phone for half a day?" Wang Ke said this in his head. There was a lot of joy in the words.

Song Qian knows very well that if this guy is in a bad mood, he is the kind of muffled voice that can't hear joy and anger, and Dafan is happy if he has emotions in his tone like a normal person.

It's just that Song Qian is a little unhappy, this guy hasn't answered his phone just now, he just received 50,000 yuan in donations, and he is happy to be like this?

"Are you awake?" Song Qian said.

"Where am I sleeping? I haven't closed my eyes for two nights in a row. Wang Ke said, and really yawned.

"Two nights?!Are you going to cultivate immortals or become demons?"

"Get rich!"

"Rich?"

Song Qian thought to himself, you want to get rich and find me, the God of Wealth doesn't care about such a thing as getting rich, do you still let the birthday star take care of it? Didn't you just transfer 50,000 yuan?

It's a pity that Wang Ke, who has a pair of panda eyes and hasn't been hit by a pillow for two nights, didn't bother to look at the donations on the "easy to raise" at all.

"Have you heard of Bitcoin?" asked Wang Ke mysteriously.

"I've heard of it, but I don't understand it, I just know that it's very hot, and you bought this thing?"

"It's not to buy, it's me who dug it!" Wang Ke couldn't hide his excitement, "25, 25 bitcoins, I mined it!"

Hearing this, Song Qian was also very surprised, he just saw by the way that it seems that the price of bitcoin has risen very sharply recently, it has exceeded 2,000 yuan a piece, if this is dug up 25, wouldn't it be worth 50,000?

"Then you're really awesome, you can make 50,000 yuan in two nights. ”

"I've had really good luck in the last few days, and I feel like the God of Wealth is right next to me......"

"Poof-" Song Qian couldn't help but spray, indeed, isn't his God of Wealth by Wang Ke's side. However, after sighing, he still pretended to be surprised and asked, "How is luck a good method?"

With this question, Wang Ke began to talk endlessly. From 800,000 serious illness crowdfunding, to receiving several large remittances one after another, to easily helping others debug the machine, there are tens of thousands, and then to mining 25 bitcoins in two nights. In short, in just a few days, more than 100,000 arrived.

"You lend me the 80,000 yuan, and I'll pay you back when I realize the bitcoins. Wang Ke said at the end.

"This is not in a hurry, you still owe money, let's talk about it when the debts are paid off, I don't wait for the money anyway. ”

"Well, that's fine, then I'll continue to owe you, and that's it, I'll have to go to the buyer. ”

"Hey ......"

"Oh yes, did you have something to do with calling me just now?" Before Wang Ke hung up the phone, he suddenly thought of the reason why he called Song Qian, wasn't it because he saw his missed call?