"Did you get paid?"

As soon as he opened the door with the key, a slightly anxious face appeared in Anderson's eyes, he met the eyes of his wife, looked at the position at his feet a little weakly, and at the same time turned to move the box placed outside the door in, and replied with some impatience, "No." ”

"No?", Mrs. Anderson's already unmaintained skin has sagged a lot, nasolabial folds, crow's feet, forehead lines...... , dull and rough skin, her face was full of disappointment, and her hands were subconsciously clasped together, "Then what should we do this month?"

Bills are coming in the mail, and if they can't pay them, they're put on a high-risk list, and if they default again and don't repay what they owe, the bank or some business will start an investigation.

As long as the investigator believes that they do not have the ability to continue repaying, then the goods they purchased through installments, even the house, are auctioned off and the proceeds of the auction are used to pay off the arrears.

What's even more terrifying is that as long as one company initiates an investigation, all businesses with installment payment agreements will initiate an investigation, which is enough to destroy a family directly!

Several cases have occurred in recent months, and neighbors have had to sell their homes and move to more environmentally friendly and dangerous neighborhoods.

It's full of criminals of all kinds, skilled women, pimps, and whatever, and it's hell there, and of course heaven for some.

Anderson moved the three cardboard boxes into the house, and he walked straight to the couch and sat down, his wife circling around the boxes, "What's inside?"

In the face of his wife's chattering interrogation, his brain was about to explode, "What the factory uses to pay wages, maybe you can go out now and ask the neighbors if anyone needs it, it's a better choice than giving me a headache here, what do you say?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Mrs. Anderson did not leave the room, but began to clean up in silence, taking a rag and cleaning it up.

In fact, Mrs. Anderson had already cleaned the house before Anderson returned, and for most stay-at-home wives, there were only a few things they could do other than take care of their children and husbands.

Watching TV, chatting with neighbors, cleaning, and in some cases, cheating.

Whenever Mrs. Anderson's emotions reached a critical point, she would begin to do housework, doing housework in silence, as if she were isolated from the whole world, and would not be disturbed by the outside world, until her mood returned to normal.

Anderson, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Mrs. Anderson, who had entered the "state" again, and his head hurt even more, he felt that he was the victim of cold violence, look at this woman who has no one in his eyes!

He actually didn't like Mrs. Anderson very much, they got married, and living together was just a necessity of life, this is the sadness of ordinary people, and reality will never give way to ideals.

The rich, the privileged class, on the contrary, are the only ones who have a suitable soil for the growth of ideals and romance.

Anderson slapped his head and left the house, he needed to get out for a walk and think about what to do next month.

Not long after he left home, a young man smiled and handed him a leaflet.

Usually when this happens, Anderson will turn it into a paper airplane or a ball of waste paper and throw it in the trash.

But now he was in a state of anxiety, and he needed to do something to divert his attention, so he set his sights on this leaflet.

"Geitenau, pay instantly!"

"It's your friend who can give you thirty or fifty dollars!"

"The one who can give you three or five hundred yuan is your relative!"

"We can give you three or five thousand, and we are the only ones who can give you thirty or fifty thousand!"

"Geitenau, instant payment, Gait, trouble!"

A propaganda flyer for a financial company, Anderson, who was just about to throw away this flyer, was suddenly stunned, maybe these people could solve his troubles!

In a short time, Anderson carried three cardboard boxes to the address on the flyer, which was on the edge of the downtown area of Sabin, which was completely different from other financial companies that were almost on the edge of the city, and also gave Anderson some inexplicable psychological recognition.

There were many people at the scene, which also made him feel an unprecedented atmosphere, even worse than the social development in the early years.

In the past, although he was poor and the economy was not developed, everyone lived a very fulfilling life, not like now, at least in the past, he did not need to think about losing his job.

He looked at the agreement table in the open air in the distance, and then at the various collaterals piled up like a hill on the side, and he sighed silently.

"We should pay attention to the market dynamics of the whole city and surrounding cities, and we can't blindly be too rigid......"

At this time, Lynch was talking with Mr. Fox, his son, and two of his men about valuation.

Valuation is not a very casual, simple, and easy job, it is a very complex job.

The agreements that Lynch had given to the bank, which had been valued at more than three million, were valued at nearly four million by Mr. Fox, which meant that Mr. Fox's spillover could become a huge risk of his own - it didn't exist.

But this wrong way will still lead to a lot of trouble, such as less and less when borrowing money with the agreement, and in order to get more and more money, Lynch must let them know how to value it correctly.

"There is no special consulting company in the city of Sabin, so you have to do it yourself, and of course if you can't do it well, but are willing to spend money, I can help you. He couldn't help but smile as he spoke, and he always wanted to show the brightest smile every time he met a generous gold owner.

"We have to figure out which things are not salable, what things are easy to sell, what things are suitable for lowering prices, and what things are suitable for appropriately raising prices, this is a science!"

He looked around and suddenly pointed in Anderson's direction, "Look at that person's ......", and the eyes of the four people next to him suddenly followed what Lynch was pointing at, "He brought three of the same thing at once, and it still looks new." ”

"I'm willing to bet that he didn't steal it, or someone else paid it to him, so we can be a little bit tougher. ”

"As for how to figure out the price ...... of this thing", Lynch took out a piece of paper with more than a dozen phone numbers on it, "This is the phone number of the top channel provider in Sabin City, as long as you can legally buy something in Sabin City, you can find out the price here in them." ”

"Call and ask for a quote, you can even ask about the recent sales of these things and give those people a lower price. ”

"That way you can get the largest denomination for the least amount of money, and I can raise more money for you!"

Mr. Fawkes' eyes began to glow, and he felt that the best decision of his life was to give Lynch a chance to speak—that was when they first met, and Mr. Fawkes thought that Lynch had been sent to give him trouble.

But he was generous enough to give Lynch a chance to speak, which led to the next collaboration between them, and the drastic change in Geitenau Finance.

Now the financial company is changing more and more rapidly, and he used to think about getting Lynch to take shares, but now he doesn't think so.

He has been settling accounts for the past few days, and if all the principal and interest are recovered, plus those collaterals that are automatically abandoned, his wealth can reach 10 million in two or three months!

Only before that, it took him almost half a lifetime to earn the family property of two million, and now it is only a few months.

It is impossible for him to share such a large sum of money with Lynch, and it would be a lot to give him a little service fee, at least one or two million.

Young people should know how to be satisfied, and Lynch does this very well.

He watched Lynch's gaze become more and more satisfied, and finally glanced at his son, "You have to learn more from Lynch's friends, don't fool around with those women all day, understand?"

This embarrassed Mr. Fawkes's son, but he nodded.

Lynch is like a magician in their eyes, a magician who can do money magic!

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It dawned on me that what we were missing the most was an imaginative class representative.

In fact, at the end of the previous chapter, the poster slapped Anderson's face has a lot of deeper metaphors.

First of all, it is not just literal, every day is a new day, I think this translation is very one-sided, in the context of the times, this phrase should be translated as "every day is full of new hope", which is more in line with the context of the times.

The words on the poster essentially represent the blind optimism of the bottom of society about the future, even after a year or two of sustained market weakness.

This is partly due to their own reasons, and partly due to the demand of the upper class for the lower class, for example, the upper class has been saying that although the market is weak, the financial market continues to rise.

The poster is blown away by the wind, which means that a storm is coming, and it also means that something cannot be covered, and the upper class will lose control over the lower class, at least on the surface.

Some questions will soon surface.

The poster slapped in the face, representing the ideals defeated by reality, which in turn gave the optimistic people a slap in the face, and the contradictions at both ends of society began to heat up.

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So, we lack a good class representative!!