Chapter 80: How Much Money Does It Make?
Meng Xing chattered for more than ten minutes, and then Hu Qi had a chance to speak, "Do you know how much money you made this week?" ”
"What?"
Meng Xing was stunned for a moment, and then asked rhetorically, "How much?" ”
"You've made a total of 460,000 this week, and you're about to have a net worth of 2 million now."
Meng Xing's heart chuckled, but he quickly calmed down as usual, "Oh! ”
"Poof!"
Hearing Meng Xing's obviously lighter tone, he laughed at Hu Qi angrily: "What? Don't have much interest in making money now? ”
I thought that I would get the ranking in the sports meeting, so I talked excitedly for dozens of minutes, but now I have earned hundreds of thousands of dollars in one go, and the other party has become so light-hearted, which makes Hu Qi feel powerless.
"Not either!"
Meng Xing responded, but his tone was obviously much lighter.
Dameng once instructed him: Don't take out the money you earn and squander it at will, and don't leak the news......
Just making money with his head covered in this way, in addition to the change in the amount, he can't get the slightest sense of identity and honor.
Coupled with Meng Xing's age, he obviously does not have a too intuitive understanding of money, which makes him gradually lose his original interest.
After Meng Xing explained a few words, he then asked about some financing.
During this time, Meng Xing asked Zhang Shu to show his face outside, just to raise funds for him.
And Zhang Shu did not disappoint them, just these days, he has caught up with several rich bosses.
Rich people prefer to put the results in the most direct and practical aspect than those who pay lip service to what technology and experience, that is, money.
And during this time, they can be regarded as handing in a good resume.
Now as long as you wait for a month, and then get in touch with Meng Xing, you can give it a go......
After saying a few words, they each hung up the phone.
The next day, Meng Xing rushed to Master's residence early.
Continue!
Early in the morning, Liu Jian stood in the space and breathed and breathed.
Meng Xing learned from the same thing, relaxed his body and mind, and practiced standing skills.
I don't know how long it has been, but suddenly I only heard the wind blowing overhead.
Meng Xing quickly turned around, twisted his waist and turned his hips, and punched the opponent's chest.
At this time, the wrist was suddenly clasped by one hand, Meng Xing's reaction was extremely fast, and with a backhand buckle, he directly grabbed the opponent's tiger's mouth, and numbed the opponent's arm with the technique of hitting the acupoint.
In addition to pointing and hitting, the technique of hitting the acupoint also includes grasping and taking.
But before Meng Xing could catch the other party, the hand that grabbed Meng Xing gently pulled and pulled, and the whole body came directly to a big horse and fell to the grass.
Meng Xing looked back at the figure, who was not his master.
"I haven't seen you for two weeks, and I've made a lot of progress!"
Meng Xing laughed, and a grunt got up from the ground and called out flatteringly, "Master! ”
At the beginning, Meng Xing called Master, but he was still a little squirming.
However, after this period of familiarity, I have gradually become accustomed to it.
"Didn't you have breakfast! Come and have a bite to eat! ”
Meng Xing followed behind Liu Jian, and when he was about to walk into the room, Liu Jian suddenly stopped and looked at Meng Xing with strange eyes: "Your steps are light and heavy, what's the matter?" Injured? ”
Meng Xing was stunned when he heard this, and then his face showed admiration: I didn't expect the other party to be so keen.
Meng Xing told him about the injury he was injured in the competition yesterday.
After Liu Jian heard this, his face couldn't help but change, and he asked Meng Xing to take off his shoes, and then helped Meng Xing test it.
Meng Xing saw that Liu Jian's face was becoming more and more ugly, and he didn't get nervous in his heart, "Master, are my feet okay?" ”
Liu Jian raised his head and glanced at Meng Xing, and said something that made Meng Xing tremble: "Something!" ”
Meng Xing's body stiffened, and his words became unfavorable: "What's the matter?" ”
"You've been injured in this script, but your senior brother helped you relax your muscles and rejuvenate, so you should have a good rest, you still dare to exercise vigorously, and the injury is worse, I think it's hard for you to get hurt now."
Liu Jian saw that Meng Xing's face was getting paler and paler, and as if he was about to burst into tears, he showed a playful smile, and then changed his words, "However, you are also fortunate to have met me." ”
Meng Xing's spirit was shocked, and he looked at Liu Jian with wide eyes, only to hear Liu Jian say and wait, and then walked into the inner room.
After a while, he took out a black medicine jar from it, and then applied it to Meng Xing's feet, and there was a spicy feeling under his feet.
After Liu Jian pressed the soles of Meng Xing's feet a few times, Meng Xing felt a chill at the place where the potion was applied.
"Are you okay now?"
"It's okay." Liu Jian glanced at Meng Xing and threw the medicine jar to Meng Xing: "In the future, sooner or later, they will all have to be medicated." ”
Meng Xing lamented in his heart, he didn't expect things to be so strict.
After this incident, Meng Xing had already made a decision not to do any more strenuous exercise in the future.
Because of his injury, Meng Xing had no intention of practicing, so he practiced calligraphy and read books at his master's house.
At noon, Liu Zhicheng appeared at home.
"By the way, I heard that you don't have to study at night now."
Liu Jian received a call from Jiang Juan a few days ago to learn about Meng Xing's recent situation.
"Yes!"
Meng Xing nodded.
"And what have you been up to lately?"
"I've been teaching myself piano lately."
As soon as he talked about the piano, Meng Xing's face faintly revealed a look of confidence, which made Liu Jian and the others smile separately.
Liu Zhicheng's face was a little ambiguous: "Just practicing the piano?" ”
The speaker has no intention and the listener has the intention!
After Meng Xing heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.
The two of them on the field were such shrewd characters, and when they saw Meng Xing's changes, they suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Liu Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a bit of inexplicable meaning in his tone: "You can't be doing something bad, right!?" ”
During this period of contact, they already knew that Meng Xing had a lot of secrets.
But whenever asked, the other party either concealed it, or pretended to be confused, or even acted as if he hadn't heard it.
Meng Xing shook his head again and again, and said righteously: "No! No! I definitely didn't do anything bad. ”
"That's good!"
Liu Jian nodded, but did not continue to ask, which made Meng Xing breathe a sigh of relief.
Liu Zhicheng suddenly asked: "By the way, how was yesterday's sports meeting?" ”
When Meng Xing heard this, his face suddenly darkened, and he told him about yesterday's sports meeting, and by the way, he said that his injury was aggravated, and his face revealed indescribable helplessness and remorse.
Liu Zhicheng glanced at his old man thoughtfully, and smiled in his mouth, but he didn't say anything.
Two days passed quickly, and because of his injury, Meng Xing didn't dare to let go of his hands and feet to cultivate like before, and turned his focus back to cultivation.
On Monday, Meng Xing came to school early and came to the promised grove.
only found that Shen Yang and the others were nowhere to be found.
Thinking of waiting for the practice, Meng Xing tried to practice, and after making sure that there was nothing abnormal in his body, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Meng Xing waited for a while, and then saw Shen Yang and a group of people walking up with a smile......