Wei Lan had some plans in her heart, but she was shocked by the amount thrown by Gu Chao.

$1.48 billion, so liquidity, disposable funds, is also dollars?

Wei Lan's head shook twice in disbelief, and he asked as if confirmed: "Dollars?" ”

"Yes."

Wei Lan: !

In later generations, 1 US dollar = 6.4542 yuan, this era should be higher, if it is calculated according to 1 US dollar 7 yuan, 80 million is ......

RMB 560 million!!

In the 80s, the economy was open, but prices were still very low, 560 million disposable funds, how many state-owned enterprises could be invested in this? How many factories are moved across the country!

Wei Lan tilted his head back, and suddenly wanted to pinch someone.

There are so many callable funds, which makes her so much idle to!

"Brother Chao, I really love you to death!" Wei Lan plunged his head into Gu Chao's arms, wrapped his hands around his neck, and hung on him like an octopus, "Do you know what you can do with this money?" Make good use of it, and you're half a savior! ”

Grabbing her on the lips and kissing her, Gu Chao turned around and turned from the posture of leaning on the edge of the table just now to the bed.

"The money is yours, you can spend it however you want. 80 million is not enough, and the remaining 214 million can also be called. ”

He lay on his back and let Wei Lan lie on top of him, "Okay, it's time for you to say you love me." ”

Love, it's not enough to just talk about it.

"What are you doing!"

"Don't move, I haven't eaten dinner yet, Xiao Chen will run up in a while-hmm......"

"Brother Chao, uh-huh~"

Wei Lan's peach blossom eyes were closed, the tails of her eyes were red and hung with crystal physiological tears, and her red rose lips were open and gasping, and the next second she was covered by the man's lips and swallowed all the whimpering.

The not-so-sturdy plank bed creaked, and downstairs corresponded to the location of the kitchen, and Wei Mu put down the lid of the pot and listened.

"Wow, wow".

Wei Mu looked up at the ceiling above her head, and pushed Wei Xueliang, who was picking chrysanthemums on her side, for a while, "You go and take a look, don't be a rat who gnaws the door." ”

Life at home is gradually getting better, there is more food in stock, and there are more rats.

Last week, the sofa in the living room on the upper floor was gnawed a hole, and Wei's mother was afraid that she would gnaw something on the second floor again.

Wei Xueliang pinched the chrysanthemum twice, and was about to get up, but he inadvertently listened to the movement upstairs.

How can there be such a big movement when a mouse gnaws on the door?

Listening to the law of movement again, Wei Xueliang's old face turned red, and then he stretched up, squatting in place to pick vegetable leaves without moving.

Wei Xueliang didn't move, and Wei's mother took off her apron and prepared to go by herself.

"You went, who will watch the pot?" Wei Xueliang hurriedly got up, "Hurry up, it's confused!" ”

There was a smell of mush in the air, and Wei Mu had no choice but to bring her apron again to rescue her pot.

During the period, he kept nagging and screaming: "I can't do anything if I call you to do something, such a big house, everything depends on me, all of them have no conscience......"

Wei Xueliang was not convinced, and let out a breath from his nose, and the plastic bag in his hand shook loudly.

He shook it, Wei Mu became even more energetic, and the spatula slapped it on the cutting board, "What, do you have complaints?" Can't tell you? Then you cook! ”

"Hey, hey, say a few words, okay, you."

……

When it was time to eat, Gu Chao and Wei Lan didn't go downstairs, Wei's mother shouted twice and didn't hear a response, and she didn't shout again because she was asleep.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Wei Lan was lying on her side weakly, her white back was pressed against Gu Chao's chest, and her stomach was so hungry that she "gurgled", but she didn't dare to move.

"Hungry?"

"Hmm." Wei Lan pursed her lips, and her voice was hoarse.

Gu Chao clasped her waist tightly, the bed board shook for a while, Wei Lan's small hand suddenly clenched the pillow tightly, and the tail voice trembled, "Brother Chao, don't come, ...... tired"

"Just one last time, one last time."

"Really?"

Gu Chao was silent for a moment, "Then, two down?" ”

He was talking but he was already moving, and before he was released, it was not once, not twice, but many!

Or tossing and turning in different postures! Many! Under!

"Big liar!"

Wei Lan scolded angrily but was knocked into a trembling branch, and her waist tightened into a wonderful S-curve, which was extremely tempting......

Gu Chao came down to the hot plate in the middle of the night, and as soon as he got down the last staircase, he was startled by the person on the sofa facing the staircase.

It was past eleven o'clock, usually at this time, the Wei family went to bed early, but he didn't expect that Wei Xueliang hadn't slept yet.

If he hadn't gone downstairs, how long would Wei Xueliang sit in the dark?

It was clear that he was waiting for him.

"Dad, I haven't slept yet." Gu Chao wiped his head, pretending not to know, and walked towards the kitchen as he spoke.

Dinner didn't come down, and Mother Wei must have kept their share in the kitchen.

"Hmm." Wei Xueliang sat motionless, and his eyes were rolling around Gu Chao, "The rats upstairs are moving too much, and the noisy people's ears hurt, no, get up and sit down." ”

"Oh. Then Dad, you sit down first, and when you're tired, go back to the house, if it's really not good, I'll go out tomorrow to see the mouse pill. Wei Lan was hungry, so I brought her a hot meal. With that, Gu Chao closed the kitchen door with his backhand.

Wei Xueliang: ......

Little Wang Eight Lambs, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up tomorrow.

I couldn't mention it, and I held my breath.

Wei Xueliang's eyebrows furrowed, he got up with his hands behind his back, and went back to the house in the posture of an old cadre.

New Book Consumption Guide:

Title: The squeamish female intellectuals of the book era

1. Not a strong woman.

2, the heroine is delicate and sweet, maybe clumsy, but she studies hard, does not lag behind, and does not cause trouble to others.

3, the male protagonist is probably a rough man.

4. There is a golden finger, but it is not against the sky.

5. In addition to the emotional drama of the male and female protagonists, there are surrounding group portrait stories, advocating pastoral, sweet pets, and warm daily life~

If you like it, you can squat for a while!!

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