Chapter 122: Your Little Master Is Blocked (1)

"Boss, the small program we invested in last time exploded, we invested one million, and now we have a net profit of more than 50 million, boss, you have a really good vision." The company can make money, the employees can have money, and in the same way, he can work for a long time as an assistant. So the company is making money just from the beginning, which is very gratifying.

How to say it! She just thought it was interesting at the time, and then voted, but she didn't think that the small program could make money. However, that small program has kept the company busy for half a month, but fortunately, it still pays off.

More than 50 million is indeed a lot.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qinglan nodded slightly.

"Not bad."

"This month's bonus will be more than that."

When Qiao Lin heard this, he was a little excited.

"Okay."

"On behalf of all the employees of the company, I would like to thank the boss." The company has only just started now, and there are still few people, but the company is still very confident that the company has sufficient funds.

glanced at the little boss sitting in front of him, this is still a primary school student, and others are still coquettish in her mother's arms at her age. But she is already the owner of a company, his immediate boss, and there is no comparison between people.

After reporting his work, Qiao Lin handed over the document in his hand again.

"Boss, this is an investment project that we have selected recently, and there is a risk assessment ......"

Zhao Qinglan stayed in the office for half an hour, and when he left, it was already off work.

Before leaving, Zhao Qinglan thought of something and raised his eyes to look at the assistant.

"By the way, what is the current market value of the land in the orphanage on the outskirts of Nancheng, buy it."

"Ah, boss, you're talking about the abandoned orphanage, as far as I know, the location of the land is not good, the location is still very remote, and it can't make money to buy it." Maybe he will lose money, he didn't dare to say that.

Zhao Qinglan said casually: "Then, what if there is a high-speed rail station that may be built over there?" ”

Jolin's eyes lit up.

He is not stupid, if this is the case, the market value of that piece of land will directly increase tenfold, this is picking up money. It's just the boss, where did the news come from, why didn't he hear the news at all.

The old orphanage is not a big piece of land, just a little place. Because of the remote location, no one buys it, and it is estimated that it will not exceed seven million now.

Got it.

Qiao Lin was still very fast, and it took him three days to buy the land. When the land was in hand, she ruthlessly threw it aside. In a short period of time, he didn't expect this land to increase in value so quickly, and Zhao Qinglan estimated that it might have to wait for half a year.

It's okay, she's not in a hurry.

Even if the news is not accurate, it doesn't hurt to put the land there.

…………

On this day, the sun was just right.

At this time, there was no rice at home, and Zhao's father was instructed by his daughter-in-law to go out to buy vegetables and rice. Zhao Qinglan's brother and sister also followed.

Zhao's father originally rode a tricycle to take them there. But on the way back from buying something, the tricycle stalled and went straight to rotten.

The car was parked on the side of the road and was ready to be towed back to repair. Although he has money, Zhao's father has a soft spot for this tricycle, and he usually drives it when there is anything.

The car was rotten, and Zhao Qinglan's father and daughter/father and son could only walk back, thinking that it was not far away, so they didn't let the car pick it up.

On the way back.

Zhao's father was carrying vegetables and fruits and was talking to his son who walked beside him.

"Son, usually at school, is there anyone bullying your sister, if there is any, you have to tell me."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingyuan rolled his eyes.

"Dad, no."

Her sister, a martial arts master, a person who eats national food, can be literate and martial, who can bully her. Usually it's good if she doesn't bully others.

"It's good if you don't have it, you're an older brother, and you usually have to protect your sister. Your sister is weak, if you are bullied, I will clean you up. ”

Zhao Qingyuan silently raised his head and looked at his sister who was walking not far in front of them, at this time her sister was wearing a little short skirt that her mother bought, a cute little princess. But the style of painting changed abruptly, and he resisted a bag of fifty catties of rice with one hand, hell.

It's called weakness.

His dad had bad eyes.

Forget it, he doesn't have good eyes either.

My sister is a little more powerful and a little higher in martial arts, but in fact, she is usually a weak girl, and she needs the protection of his brother.

Listening to the conversation between the father and son behind him, Zhao Qingyuan, who was fighting rice in his hand, looked calm and calm.

She, weak.

All right~_~!

It's good that they're happy.

It's just that she came from a female world, and she still can't be the weak daughter (sister) in their mouths. )

If it really becomes like that, she herself can't stand it first. Big women, how can they be as delicate as those men.

However, it doesn't matter.

Zhao Qinglan is quite satisfied with his current life, his family, friends, and Xiao Yu are all there, which is much more comfortable than in his previous life......

Xiao Yu's family moved half a month later.

The furniture was bought by Zhao Ma (Lin Qiaoqiao) and Zhou Jinrou going shopping. On the day of the move, Zhao Qinglan asked the assistant to drive to help, as for her and Xiao Yu each attending classes at school, it was not until Aunt Zhou cooked in the evening that the family went to Xiao Yu's house to finish eating.

In the following days, it was very peaceful, during which Zhao Qinglan was picked up twice by the special department and sent back. Yes, she also has a part-time job under the name, and the job is quite simple. However, the people she met were not simple, they were all heroes who defended their families and the country, and her job was to guide them to practice martial arts.

Similarly, she was granted asylum by the state.

School, company, home, Xiaoyu, this is Zhao Qinglan's daily life.

She's growing up.

One year, two years, three years...... Spring goes to spring and comes again, flowers bloom again, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons change, in the blink of an eye, four years have passed.

This year, Zhao Qinglan was twelve years old.

She grew a lot taller, her body began to grow, and her face looked better. A slim girl, with cold eyebrows and eyes, and a noble temperament, she is standing in the crowd at will, and she is also the most eye-catching.

Zhao Qinglan did not skip a grade, but continued to go to school step by step. She also thought about skipping a grade, but she thought about it a lot. In school, you can still learn a lot, and the most important thing is that as a student, parents always have to go to parent-teacher conferences. If someone else's parents have it, her parents should have it too.

Of course, there is another point, that is, growing up with Xiao Yu.

He wanted to go to and from school with her, although the child was a bit of a hassle. But who let it be owed to him in his previous life.

Now Zhao Qinglan is in junior high school.

Also in junior high school with her is Xiao Yu, in order to be able to study with Zhao Qinglan, she can also be in the same class. For a while, he was angry and hardworking, so he jumped a level in elementary school, and he was with Zhao Qinglan and achieved the purpose of going to and from school with her.

Originally, Zhao Qinglan wanted to take a year off from school and wait for him, but he refused, and was scolded by Zhao's father and Zhao's mother.

Evening.

Downtown, in front of Beicheng Middle School.

As soon as Zhao Qinglan walked out of the school gate, someone hurriedly ran over.

"Oh no, boss, your little master was blocked in the alley and beaten."

As soon as the voice of the visitor fell, he felt a gust of wind floating in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, there was still Zhao Qinglan's figure in front of him.