277. Son, be a man with an ordinary heart
"Yes."
pressed the car key in his hand, and under the flashing of the cool headlights, Wang Yongren, whose eyes were just sweeping over the beautiful legs of the two of them in stockings, was about to sit in the driver's seat.
It's just such a girl.,Except for a little bit of freshness that is invisible.,There's no attraction to him.。
"Handsome guy, can you take us for a ride?"
didn't care about the other party's coldness at all, the black silk girl took the initiative to ask, and the gray silk girl next to her was also stupid.
You can meet a handsome young guy driving a luxury car here, although there are not many opportunities, but there are not as many as it says on the Internet.
In particular, this luxury car looks very heroic, and this handsome guy's temperament is even more fascinating.
"I'm sorry, but my co-pilot seat belongs to my girlfriend."
In the face of such an active young girl, Wang Yongren's eyes did not fluctuate at all.
The other party's figure, long legs, and face are none as comparable to his Senior Sister Su and several young ladies, and he is not interested in talking to him at all.
Add that so-called 'security issue', and then there is no superfluous thought at all.
"Then the two of us can be your girlfriends for half a day together!"
Seeing that this handsome guy who was young and rich in gold was unmoved, the black silk girl took the initiative to pull up the good girlfriend next to her, and even accentuated her tone in a few words.
"No, I'm going to pick up my girlfriend now."
didn't care about the loss on the other party's face, Wang Yongren, who had cold eyes, drove the car and slowly drove towards the Yuquan Campus of Jiangda University.
"Hmph, what's the big deal."
Watching the luxury car leave, the black silk girl couldn't help but pause, and the gray silk girl who didn't talk much was also disappointed.
......
"Has the car arrived?"
Sitting in the school cafeteria, Su Qiuyi sandwiched a piece of mutton for the junior next to him, and asked with a smile.
"When I arrived, it was just a little too high-profile to be open to school."
Speaking of this, thinking of the two girls he met before, Wang Yongren felt that driving a sports car into the campus of the highest university in Jiang Province was somewhat unstable.
"I'll just say it's not suitable, it's better for you to open it yourself in the future."
After listening to his junior brother's words, Su Qiuyi, who was already indifferent to sports cars, repeated his decision not to drive.
"Well, that's fine."
Knowing that Senior Sister Su doesn't like to drive now, Wang Yongren thought about waiting for the other party to go part-time at the design institute next year before preparing a scooter for her.
Now Senior Sister Su spends most of her time in school, and she really has no interest in driving, so it may not be necessary to run back and forth when the time comes.
When the time comes, preparing a million-level car can also indirectly cut off the non-centrific thoughts of those ordinary pretenders.
In the afternoon, Wang Yongren took the Mercedes-Benz RV arranged by Sister Han back to Lido.
That night, Wang Yongren, who had promised before, invited Director Qiu to dinner to deepen the connection between them.
"Yongin, if there is anything in the future, just call me. As long as it is an academic matter, I will definitely help you deal with it, so as not to worry about you. ”
After drinking two glasses of red wine and eating a lot, Director Qiu patted his heart and reassured.
"Then it's troublesome Director Qiu."
Affirming from the other party, Wang Yongren smiled and refilled the other party's cup.
After being full of wine and food, Wang Yongren, who helped the other party call a taxi, handed over the two bottles of Moutai and the two Yellow Crane Towers that had been prepared by the way: "Director Qiu, go slowly." ”
"Look at this ......"
Looking at the sign in the bag under his eyes, Director Qiu, who was a little embarrassed, didn't have time to say anything, so he was taken back to the direction of the teacher's dormitory by the taxi driver.
When the big writer student couldn't see it, Director Qiu, who was originally drunk and hazy, couldn't help but smile.
Just the Feitian Moutai and Yellow Crane Tower in this bag are worth three months' salary.
I have to say that the success of that Wang Da writer is not accidental, and he is also very sophisticated.
"I'll have to go home tomorrow."
Thinking that there was still a pile of wine in the house in the Lotus Community, Wang Yongren felt that it was better to take it home.
Even if you don't take it out and sell it, it's a waste to give it to relatives and friends.
At nine o'clock on Wednesday morning, after signing contracts with several agents, Wang Yongren drove back to his hometown in Lido.
"Mom, where's Dad?"
At ten o'clock, Wang Yongren, who returned home, only saw his mother settling accounts behind the counter, but he didn't see his father.
"Hey, the Miduo Hotel next to it wants to be transferred, and your dad will go over and talk about it."
After signaling the direction to the right, Zhang Xian, who came out from behind the counter, handed her son a bottle of hot milk: "Son, why did you come back today?" ”
She remembered that today was Wednesday, and it was rare to come back on weekdays and weekends, so could it be okay for her son to come back this time?
"Starting this week, the school has arranged an apprenticeship. A teacher at the school helped me talk to a certain middle school that it would be good to get a stamp when the time came. ”
After listening to his mother's question, Wang Yongren explained briefly, so as not to worry the other party.
With his current small grades, his parents will not really urge him to take the graduation direction of the examination unit.
"Oh, is it cold abroad now? Remember to get dressed. ”
Zhang Xian, who had heard her son talk about going abroad to hold a signing meeting on the phone, was not worried about the other party's studies, and was concerned about her son's food, clothing, housing and transportation.
"It's okay, it's a little lower than on our side. Before we went over, there were staff who inquired about the local weather. ”
"That's good......"
After chatting for a while, Zhang Xian, who saw that the time was about the same, cleaned up and prepared to go home.
With the expansion of the supermarket's business, after recruiting five or six more people, Zhang Xian, who has more time, goes home to cook on weekdays.
"Son, why do you have so many Feitian Moutai?"
When he came downstairs to the unit where he was at home, he saw his son take out a large box of wine from the trunk, and Zhang Xian, who recognized the logo on it, asked in surprise.
"A friend sent it, you can sell it in the store or let my dad take it out and give it away, I have nowhere to send it."
Speaking of the disposal of this Moutai liquor, Wang Yongren, who has no place to send it, is ready to hand it over to his father to deal with.
"We don't have much of this wine in the store, so it's a pity to sell it. It just so happens that your dad is going to visit several New Year's houses this year, and this wine is just right. ”
"Just watch and deal with it. By the way, Mom, this is a gift I brought to you and my dad from abroad......"
At eleven o'clock, the mother and son were chatting, and Wang Youliang, who was wearing a blue coat, walked into the house, and when he saw his son, he asked in surprise: "Yongren, are you back?!" ”
"Dad, it's time to eat, how are you chatting with the owner of Miduo Hotel?"
Bringing a bottle of hot plum orchard to my father, Wang Yongren asked.
He didn't expect that the development of his family was quite fast, and he had just won the right to operate the on-campus shop of the public primary and secondary school in the urban area, and he was about to buy a hotel in the blink of an eye.
"Mi Duo's asking price is too high, not counting the front desk on the first floor, and the remaining five-story hotel is only 50 rooms, and the opening price is 3 million."
Speaking of this, Wang Youliang, who took the milk and sat at the dining table, talked more: "I looked at their occupancy rate, and the average annual rate is only about 50%. A room averages 100 yuan, and the annual turnover is about 8.9 million yuan, and after deducting water, electricity and labor, the annual profit may only be 400,000 yuan. Also, this hotel is too old, and it costs 1 million yuan to renovate, which is not cost-effective. ”
Because of his son's excellence, Wang Youliang, who didn't want to fall too far behind, thought that after having a deposit of more than 3 million, he would not buy a house in the city first, but buy a hotel to expand his family's financial resources.
Anyway, my son is only a junior now, and he is preparing for a wedding room or something, so he can wait until next year.
At the beginning of the year, the profits of the primary and secondary school stores were very stable, 2 million more, no less.
It's just that I didn't expect this Miduo Hotel to see a lot of traffic, but the profit is also very average.
The annual profit of 400,000 yuan looks like a lot, but compared with their supermarket, it is a little less interesting, and the investment and daily expenses of the early decoration are a bit large, which is really not a good project.
"If it's not worth it, I'll look at something else."
After listening to his father's analysis, Wang Yongren didn't make any suggestions.
The hotel industry seems to have stable profits, but the initial investment is relatively large, and there is basically no great development prospect in small counties.
It is said that the current Kangyong County East Station and West Station seem to have a lot of people, but they will be relocated one after another after ten years, and the surrounding hotels can not be moved, nor can they be demolished, and the business has a great impact, so they can only be silently supported.
"If the hotel doesn't work, why don't you go to Wuyuan West Bus Station to see the transferred supermarket?"
Knowing her husband's thoughts, Zhang Xian, who served the father and son respectively, opened her mouth to come up with an idea.
Previously, a supermarket owner in Wuyuan wanted to go back to his hometown to develop and want to transfer the supermarket next to Wuyuan West Bus Station, but the asking price was a little high, and no one took over for the time being.
After all, in the supermarket industry, laymen do not dare to take it over casually.
Compared with the unfamiliar industry of hotels, they are still more stable in their old business of doing supermarkets.
"Well, I'll take a look at it sometime."
nodded, and Wang Youliang, who had eaten a mouthful of food, also felt that he was more confident in developing and growing in a familiar industry.
It is better to be raw than cooked, with the passenger flow of Wuyuan West Bus Station, the income of the supermarket is still relatively stable.
"Dad, house prices may rise in two years. If you want to make a supermarket, it is better to buy it with the property rights. Otherwise, the rent will rise at that time, which is not cost-effective. If you don't have enough money, don't borrow it, I have it here. ”
I remember that Wuyuan West Station will be demolished in a few years, Wang Yongren specially reminded him.
Within ten years, Jiang Province encountered demolition, and it was the rhythm of getting rich overnight.
Especially in the years of rapid development of Wuyuan urban area, it really tripled in a year, and the demolition of the supermarket in Qianlaiping can directly create a billionaire.
"My son is right, I'll see what the property rights belong to. However, you save the manuscript fees you earn by yourself, and your mother and I are still young, how can we use your money all the time. ”
Wang Youliang thought deeply of his son's suggestion, but he was unwilling to spend his son's money again.
The money for buying a few shops next to him before has already cost his son a lot of money, which makes him a little uncomfortable as a father.
If he spends his son's money later, wouldn't he, a father, be very faceless.
"Dad, don't pay interest on my money, your money won't be mine in the future. Besides, I received my foreign manuscript fee last month, and I can't spend it even if I have money. ”
Speaking of this, Wang Yongren persuaded his father who wanted to save face.
Now the money in his bank account is not bad for these millions.
And next month, he will empty all the Moutai shares in his securities account, except for a certain get-rich-rich node in September in his memory, there is no place to invest for a while.
"Although you have earned a lot of manuscript fees, you should not be so loud. Son, be a man with an ordinary heart. ”
After listening to his son's words, Wang Youliang, who felt a little harsh, frowned, and reminded him a few words.
"Son, how much money do you have in your account?"
Afraid that her husband's tone was too blunt, Zhang Xian on the side hurriedly opened her mouth and changed the topic.
"Last month's manuscript fee just arrived this morning, there is more than 100 million!"
There were no outsiders at home, and Wang Yongren did not hide it, and explained honestly.
Anyway, this secret has already been known by his cousin, and he will definitely not be able to hide it for long, so it is better for him to confess it himself.