Midong came home just in time for dinner.

At the end of the day, the family went on to life as usual, with stepfather working on weekends, grandfather reading the newspaper at home, grandmother and mother enjoying housewifery, each with their own affairs. It's just that the huge table is inevitably a little empty, although there are more than five people, it can fill half of the seats, and more relatives are not around.

Mi Dong was not at home all day, which naturally aroused curiosity. She didn't have any intention of hiding it completely, although she didn't want to invest in the coffee shop, but she honestly explained her visit to the refinery.

After all, no one can hide the act of making a phone call to the head office and asking the vice president to dispatch an employee as a guide.

After dinner, Midong immediately locked herself in her bedroom.

It's eight o'clock in the night, and recalling the family's almost fixed routine, it's time for my grandfather to wash up and go to bed. Midong closed the door, screwed the lock on, and washed up in the bathroom to wash away the fatigue and hard work of the day.

After that, she put on her pajamas and trousers, turned off the dazzling chandelier, lit the lamp of Qingming, looked at the charming night outside the window, and turned on the 32-inch Apple all-in-one computer.

Immediately, she took out a key and unscrewed the safe in the corner next to the dresser.

Then, naturally, she had to take out her mobile phone first and click on the email sent by Moko Miyamoto from Tokyo after calling at noon today. Without the information of the deity, how could she figure out the password of hundreds of combinations of the compass?

After such complicated procedures, the contents stored in the safe are naturally worth the money.

"The digital age is good, such a small volume, but so many things."

In a metal case that is almost empty, there is only a single card holder, even if it is a Versace brand, but how much is it worth on its own?

But when Meidong took it out, broke the button and opened it, there was a hula sound, and the entire 24 card slots seemed to be completely full.

Savings cards, credit cards, membership cards, major Japanese banks, China Industrial and Commercial Corporation, Citigroup of the United States, Standard Chartered of the United Kingdom, black cards, gold cards and Hong Kong Equestrian Club membership cards, 24 cards with a total thickness of no more than one inch have a value far more than a gold brick of the same height.

"Keep saying that the women of our Miyamoto family are not in power~"

Meidong squatted in front of the safe, pinched her throat, and muttered coquettishly: "What's more, we can only spend how much money the head of the family gives, and even if it is the eldest uncle and the second uncle, they have to look at their grandfather's face all day long~"

She flipped the thick stack of card bags: "Are rich people really hypocritical, or are only Miyamoto Moko's card bags so BRICS?" Hmph, it is estimated that her measure is completely staring at the 180 billion dollars of the entire family. And it's Japan's $180 billion ......"

Midong grinned as she closed the safe in order.

Because, the rich people in Japan are really the opposite of the rich people in the United States.

The United States in 2037, and it in 2017, even back to the subprime mortgage crisis, has always been a virtue.

It has been fighting endlessly for the return of its own manufacturing industry, and then it has been steadily hindered by the awakening of the East, and has been sustained by finance, the Internet, and the Silicon Valley industry, and then has been suffering from the dissatisfaction of the poor white working class, which has brought about social turmoil.

The same $180 billion, placed in the United States, may be just the market value of an Internet company, and it may be just a simple number on the account of the former richest man in the world, Amazon Bezos.

However, in Japan, which has not kept up with the average level of the world's information revolution since the square crisis, the same $180 billion is an absolute industry.

Absolute industry, that is, absolute influence, especially if the scope is limited to Japan, which is less than a few islands in China's Heilongjiang Province.

Midon hasn't done her research yet, but she can imagine that, at least in Shizuoka, a city with a population of just over one million, the Miyamoto family must have done what Li Ka-shing had done — the latter making Hong Kong a veritable "Li Family City."

"Two trillion yen, 180 billion dollars, it's better not to think about it so much, it's a big taboo to have a high eye, my dear Midong San~"

The carpet is soft and warm, and Mei Dong naturally doesn't need to put on slippers, and sits freely in front of the computer desk with the card wallet.

A small leather card holder, 24 small cards worth thousands of gold, this is all the property of Miyamoto Moko. Although for this tsundere-san, who was born with a golden soup spoon, the amount in it may not be anything at all, or its additional output value is not enough to worry about at all, but that is only for her.

Or is it a treasure in the dust?

"If you want to open a new store for Panami, just for renting, an average of 1 million yen a month is enough, and any card is more than enough."

Mei Dong flipped through the card wallet, opened the browser, and began to log in to the online banking one by one.

Since this computer originally belonged to Miyamoto Moko, the program client corresponding to different bank cards has already been installed, and even there are website links in the browser. The goal is even obvious, Meidong's first operation, it doesn't need to spend even a little more energy.

For obvious reasons, she landed on her account with Sakura Bank, one of the largest banks in Japan today.

With a click, after an extremely skillful process operation, the account interface was displayed in front of her.

Under a single savings card account, there are vertical rows, showing several major currencies in the world.

"Yen, 22,800,000 yen."

"Dollars, $170,000."

"RMB, 1,400,000 yuan."

"Euros, $50,000."

"Pound sterling, £34,000 ......"

There was no excitement, no surprise, just calmly crossed his hands to support his chin. The light of the table lamp came from the right side, and the left side faced the endless moonlight outside the window, Meidong's white skin was as white as snow and the yin and yang were distinct, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was full of charm, and her heroic sword eyebrows were full of charm.

"If the amount of other savings cards is also to this extent, I will feel aggrieved if I change it. It doesn't matter in that small place in Europe, the amount of the three major currencies is almost the same as the Japanese yen, the soft sister currency and the US dollar, but that's just the number. Compared to the wealth of the entire Miyamoto family, it is really insignificant, just pocket money...... Burst! Hahaha......"

Midong laughed happily, and the cool voice was heard throughout the bedroom, and it was really high-pitched and loud.

But the night is long, and it's only eight o'clock in the evening, and if you spend all your time counting Miyamoto's pocket money, she Aoyama Mito will also lose too much.