money trouble

Chapter 6 Send Xiao Liu Yifan (It's time to mail the contract, please invest and collect)
Sitting in the taxi going home, Wu Qian thought about it.

"I bought the wine for 22 yuan, and the box sold for 7 yuan. So do I count it as 15 yuan or 22 yuan? It should be 22 yuan. Otherwise, I want to open a store. How can I count the money? Well, it definitely counts." 22."

"I've been shopping for so long, but I only spent more than 30 yuan, and I still have more than 900 million yuan to buy a suite? Forget it, as long as you can live, why do you need so many houses?"

Sitting in the taxi and looking out the window, when passing Wangfujing, Wu Qian saw a group of old men and women wearing yellow hats traveling, and a flash of inspiration came to his mind.

"Have it!"

He took out his mobile phone and downloaded a travel app, and then began to search for travel and vacation services.

"Let mom and dad go out to play and enjoy it. I have worked hard for my family for half my life. It's time to relax."

While thinking in his heart, he kept swipe his fingers. Finally, Wu Qian took a fancy to the service of a ten-country tour in Europe in January. If he could choose the highest standard, he would follow the highest standard. The presidential suite of a five-star luxury hotel, the top first-class cabin for the whole journey, 24 hour medical care etc all ticked off.

Looking at the price, Wu Qian's heart trembled.

"It turns out that high-end experience is expensive, tsk tsk."

Although the money was a bit much, it was completely affordable for Wu Qian now, and he quickly paid for it.

Not a single traffic light in time before the phone rang.

"Hello, Mr. Wu, I'm Xiaoli, the operator of Pankan World Travel Agency, and my job number is ****. It's my pleasure to serve you."

It doesn't matter whether the operator is good-looking or not, anyway, the voice is soft and soft, and Wu Qian's bones are a little crisp when he hears it.

"Hello."

"Just to confirm with you again, what you booked is three days later, the top-level service package of ten European countries in January, two people, a total of 108 million, right?"

call.

The car turned sharply, and Wu Qian almost lost his grip on his cell phone. He looked at the driver with some dissatisfaction, and the driver smiled apologetically, feeling in his heart: "It's terrible, in order to chase after girls, young people these days really don't take care of their parents. Spend your money like money."

Wu Qian's behavior reminded him of his prodigal son, and he couldn't help feeling very depressed.

"Yes, but I need your help with two things. First, my parents don't have a passport, so you need to help me out. Second, I want you to make this order into a winning prize and send it to me, similar to that Is it okay to spend 1 yuan on a global tour?"

"Mr. Wu, you booked three days later. It's no problem to change the nature of the order. As for the passport, your parents are required to come to our company tomorrow morning. Our travel agency can ask the company in Europe to send an invitation letter. It will be very convenient." It will be done soon."

If an international travel agency can't even get a customer's passport easily, it's basically not far from closing.The travel company has a certain relationship in Europe. Let the company there send an invitation letter to the customer, and the visa can be obtained quickly.

"Okay." Wu Qian was very satisfied with the other party's service, which is what it should be like.

"Okay, Mr. Wu, if you have any questions, you can call my private number at any time: 13********. I wish you a happy life."

"Okay, trouble."

Wu Qian wrote down Xiaoli's number and hung up the phone.

The other party's work efficiency was extremely high. Within 2 minutes, a very formal winning message was sent to his mobile phone. Wu Qian nodded in satisfaction.

"This kind of service quality is right, this is the treatment that Hao should enjoy." Wu Qian was happy in his heart, and slowly began to appreciate the enjoyment brought by spending money.

After listening to Wu Qian's call, the taxi driver looked at Wu Qian with a different look. Before, he thought that the other party was just a playboy trying to make money for his parents, but now he realized that it was the opposite.

"Young man, you are so filial."

"It's nothing, my parents haven't played much in my life, let them go out for a walk."

"Sensible, you are so sensible."

The taxi driver is over 50 years old, with dark skin and thin skin. When he saw Wu Qian booking a tour for his parents, he thought of his son again, sighed, and his nose felt a little sore.

After two o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Qian returned home. At this point, there was no one at home, and his parents were both at work.

His family lives between the Fourth Ring Road and the Fifth Ring Road, with two bedrooms and two living rooms, more than 90 square meters.

"Come on, come in, you don't need to change your shoes." While opening the door, Wu Qian greeted.

When he went upstairs, Wu Qian had already called the worker who collected household garbage in the community to help him dispose of the sofa.

The two workers were very dutiful, and they were a little cautious when they entered other people's homes. Looking at the not-so-small fabric sofa, a tall middle-aged man rubbed his hands and said, "Young man, your sofa is not too small. Let's pay 100 yuan."

"I'll give each of you two hundred, and buy some water when it's hot."

Hearing that the other party not only did not counter the price, but also increased the money, the two workers were very happy, and they dismantled the sofa with great enthusiasm. The elevator was too small, and it took two or three times to transport it all downstairs.

Wu Qian looked at the empty living room and was very satisfied.

"My parents will sit here from now on, put the big massage chair on, and watch TV, it's great!"

After walking around for a long time, Wu Qian was a little tired, so he put away two bottles of mineral water and liquor, and walked towards his room.

Wu Qian's home is more than [-] kilometers away from the school. He lives on campus, but occasionally comes back for a weekend. The sheets and quilts in the room are all newly changed.

His room is not very big, only a little over ten square meters, and the bed, wardrobe and desk are tightly packed.

The walls are covered with posters of various cars, and there are sports cars of all brands. These posters are attached to the car magazines piled up on the closet.

"Ah!" Wu Qian threw his backpack onto the chair, spread his arms and fell back on the bed, sighing.

"There are more than 800 million! It's time to think about how to spend it."

Wu Qian lay on the bed, looked at the old computer on the desk, then shook his head.

He once had a daydream with his friends, discussing what they would do if they had one hundred thousand, one million, and ten million respectively.

"If I have 10 yuan, I will immediately equip it with an awesome hardcore computer, which will not freeze any games!" This is Wu Qian's dream if he has [-] yuan.

His current wealth is far more than one hundred thousand, and his goal has also changed.

"If there is 100 million, damn it, if you have that much money, you must buy a car!" This was Wu Qian's words at the time.

Thinking of this, Wu Qian made a phone call.

"Hello, Liu Yifan."

"Huh? No money, why did you think of calling me?"

The voice of the man on the phone was weak. This man was Liu Yifan, who was a child of Wu Qian. He grew up in an alley when he was a child. Later, Wu Qian's parents bought a house with a loan and separated, but they kept in touch frequently. No money was Wu Qian's nickname.

"How's the coding going?" Wu Qian knew that Liu Yifan had been playing tricks a few years ago.

"A month's manuscript fee plus full attendance is less than 10. He said, what's wrong with me? Book friends are still urging me to update. I have to write something."

"Do you still remember the scientific research question about how to spend money when you have money ten years ago? You have made money now, maybe you have an idea?"

Wu Qian sighed, he didn't expect Liu Yifan to be so awesome now, he can earn so much by writing novels in a month.

"Hey, I said no money, don't be so naive, okay, you graduated this year, hurry up and go to work, after you work, you will know how stupid we were back then, and ten million, let me tell you, earn 100 Nothing is easy.

Do you believe me when I say less than 10? 99000 is also less than 1200, and [-] is also less than [-]. I am the one behind! "

　This is a divine novel with a slightly different style, perhaps a little less in terms of enjoyment.

　　It mainly describes the protagonist's use of wealth to chase his dreams. If there are too few pretense and slaps in the face, I don't know if everyone will not like it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)