It is the time of the economic crisis in 2008, when the housing prices in Beijing are at a low ebb. "If you want to lie down and not go to work, it depends on how much money you have!" Zhou Xing took a sip of wine.

"My capital is not enough!" The beautiful secretary rubbed on Zhou Xing's body, her eyes fluttering.

Zhou Xing unceremoniously slapped her in the ass. "I'm talking about money!"

"Oh, money, I've got a million!" she told the truth, unreservedly.

"So little?" Zhou Xing was a little unconvinced. "You've been following Mr. Fan for so long, won't you be so wealthy?"

"Dr. Beast, do I need to lie to you? I only earn more than 20,000 yuan a month, and I wouldn't have been able to save that if I hadn't secretly made some inventor's money. ”

"Then you didn't talk to Mr. Fan..."Zhou Xing was secretly surprised.

"I'm with him... What do you want?" the beautiful secretary knocked on Zhou Xing's head angrily. "He's just a bad old man, and I'm just playing in front of him. ”

"It's good to act on the spot!" Zhou Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, no one wanted such a tempting stunner to be a second-hand product that had been ruined by the old man.

"Come, open your mouth, lobster!" Zhou Xing clipped another piece, but the beautiful secretary didn't answer. She turned her face away angrily, and it seemed that she was really angry.

"Good, after eating this bite of shrimp, I'll buy you a suite in the capital. Zhou Xing coaxed.

When the beautiful secretary heard this, she burst into tears and laughed. "Really?" she was a little surprised by Zhou Xing's generosity.

Eight years later, the housing prices in the capital will increase at least tenfold, and giving you a house is equivalent to giving you 20 or 30 million. ”

"Really?" the beautiful secretary was skeptical, she thought of Zhou Xing's prophecy about Lehman Brothers, and suddenly let out an "ah" and sat up from his arms.

She ran to the bedroom to get dressed, picked up her bag and ran outside.

"Why are you going?" Zhou Xing was puzzled by her.

The beautiful secretary spit out her fragrant tongue when she heard this, and she ran back like a wind, pouting her red lips and kissing Zhou Xing fiercely on the face.

"Thank you Dr. Beast for the news, I'm going to see and buy a house. With that, she rushed out again.

"Is your money enough?" asked Zhou Xing, leaning over.

"So I'm going to convince my mom and dad!" came back the voice of the beautiful secretary in the far hallway. Zhou Xing looked at the open door and felt the perfume smell of the remaining beautiful secretary in his arms, which was a little weathered. Where is this?

The sound of people falling down the hallway was heard. Zhou Xing went out to take a look when he heard the sound, and saw the beautiful secretary getting up from the ground in embarrassment. Zhou Xing hurriedly ran over and picked him up. "Why did you fall?"

The beautiful secretary's big eyes were full of tears, and Zhou Xing was distressed.

"Weak legs!" she said two words aggrievedly, and Zhou Xing smiled dumbly. It seems that the effect of force is really relative, Zhou Xing worked hard all night and her backache was unbearable, and the beautiful secretary was weak.

"Be careful, then. After Zhou Xing finished speaking, he took out another bank card, "There are 1 million here, take it to buy a suite!"

The beautiful secretary suddenly burst into laughter, and her bright smile dazzled Zhou Xing's eyes. She hooked Zhou Xing's neck again and smacked him in the face. "Husband, you're so nice!"

"Aren't you called Dr. Beast?" Zhou Xing smiled evilly as he hugged her thin waist. was called husband by a sexy stunner, Zhou Xing's satisfaction cannot be described in words.

"Hehe, call me husband during the day, and Dr. Beast at night!" "Then I'll go first!"

"Do you want to dig out your parents' coffin?" Zhou Xing was dumbfounded.

"Hehe, it's a depreciation if they keep it anyway, so it's better for me to help them invest. The beautiful secretary limped and disappeared at the end of the hallway. Zhou Xing shook his head amusedly, and continued to go back to the room to eat seafood and drink Moutai.

"Since you know that the house in the capital will increase tenfold in seven or eight years, and you don't buy a house here, but go to exchange for gold, do you think you are stupid?" the system came out and asked.

"You know that we humans don't think you robots. Zhou Xin rolled his eyes.

Bought a house in the capital, and then waited in this world for eight years? Your sister, this is too boring! Besides, in eight years, Zhou Xing believes that he can earn a sea of stars by crossing the system.

The gold was delivered smoothly, and Zhou Xing carried 80 kilograms of gold from the bank back to the hotel, sweating profusely. He closed the door and opened the large lockbox, only to see 80 gold bricks stacked in a pile lying neatly inside.

Seeing so much gold again, Zhou Xing calmed down a lot. He picked up a gold brick and saw that it was printed with a few small italics of the People's Bank of China supervision. The purity is 24k.

With that in mind, he stuffed the box into the comedy space and was about to head back to the city. The hotel doorbell was ringed.

Could it be that the beautiful secretary has eaten the marrow and knows the taste, and has come back to deliver the cannon? Zhou Xing opened the door with anticipation, only to see Mr. Fan, who had a big head and a thick neck, standing outside.

He was obviously a lot down, the clothes on his body had become ordinary, his expression was even more lonely, and he walked awkwardly.

"Mr. Fan, why are you here?" Zhou Xing was a little surprised. What are these stupid second masters doing?

"Dr. Zhou, it's really hard to find a place to live. I asked a few friends to find out you live here. Mr. Fan smiled humbly. "Can I go in?"

"Please, please!" Zhou Xing let Mr. Fan in and poured him a glass of water. Mr. Fan picked up the cup and drank it clean, apparently thirsty.

"Slow down, no one is robbing you. Zhou Xing couldn't help but persuade.

"I'm in a hurry, I'm sorry!" Mr. Fan took out a document from his bag, "Dr. Zhou, I'm here today to discuss with you the repurchase of this divergent terminal." You see, I even brought the Divergent Terminal you brought me. ”

Mr. Fan took out Zhou Xing's fucking invention and put it on the table.

"What kind of repurchase? Mr. Fan? According to our agreement, it will only be repurchased after a year, right?" Zhou Xing didn't think about repurchasing at all.

"You see, this is the case, my company has been in a bit of a situation recently, and it is in urgent need of capital turnover, can we shorten the period of this repurchase?" Mr. Fan asked with a little flattery.

"Mr. Fan, let's not play like this. If your company has a situation, you have to buy it back in advance, so are you in breach of contract?" Zhou Xingben is a scientific law, and he is the best at playing the law.

"Then you don't think this will work, I will compensate you for the loss of breach of contract. Mr. Fan unconsciously used honorifics.

"How to compensate?" Zhou Xing asked, cocking Erlang's legs.

"Deduct the liquidated damages from the repurchase money, and you can call me the balance. "Poof, Zhou Xing sprayed Mr. Fan in the face with a mouthful of water, and this kind of operation?

Mr. Fan was not angry, he wiped his face and still smiled at Zhou Xing hopefully.

"Mr. Fan, you better go back, if the product is not effective after a year, I will be the talker. Zhou Xing pushed Mr. Fan out of the door, a little crying and laughing. This Mr. Fan is really a living treasure.