Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 34 What Pen Do You Like? 【Seek further reading】

in the company.

Song Ci, who was sitting at his desk, was still looking at the computer screen, writing and drawing on the A4 paper with a pen in his hand.

With a serious appearance and attractive appearance, Song Ci is very talented, and he has learned to fish with everyone in a short period of time. He is so diligent and rare.

Turning his head to look at Song Ci's computer screen, the fat brother looked at the A4 paper in front of him again, and asked him a little strangely: "Do you want to start a side job?"

Song Ci shook his head.

"One of my own, you can say it." The fat brother had a look of you not hiding it.

Song Ci still shook his head.

Fat Brother didn't believe it, the computer screen was full of small business webpages, and he said that he was not planning to start a side job, and he was lying to ghosts.

Song Ci wrote a lot of things again, and the pen ran out of ink.

He looked at the fat man who was drawing manga next to him, and said, "Fat brother, borrow a pen!"

Fat Brother pointed to the small office, which was the Finance Department.

Song Ci was puzzled.

"Only Sister Ge can lend you this company." Fat Brother replied solemnly: "I don't have any!"

Song Ci: "..."

You fucking, are you crazy?Can't you just make up your mind all day because of the mosaic?

I'm borrowing a pen, not... 屮!

Song Ci exhaled: "I mean the water-based pen for writing."

The fat brother suddenly realized, and then searched in the drawer: "Actually, water-based pens depend on luck. When you meet them, do you like that kind?"

It holds a brush, a chalk, and a water-based pen.

Song Ci: "..."

Sitting next door is not the god of the river, but the god of chariots.

Taking a water-based pen, Song Ci was about to write again. He really didn't understand why Fat Brother was an office worker, and there was chalk in the drawer.

Incomprehensible.

After a while, Song Ci finished his work, and Fat Brother also finished his work. There was not much work to do, and he finished it in the morning. The rest of the time, he was a little idle.

He was browsing the news, and seeing that Song Ci had finished his work, he moved the computer screen to Song Ci's side.

"The daughter of the former richest man in the world also married Brother Hei, what do you think his daughter thinks?" Fat Brother looked at Song Ci curiously.

I probably hope he has an answer, and there is still a lot of curiosity in his eyes.

"Because some people look terrible, and some people look terrible." Song Ci thought for a while and replied.

Fat Brother opened his mouth, as if stunned.

Unexpectedly, Song Ci also had such a clear thinking, and it was quite reasonable.

"To the stomach!" Fat Brother was convinced.

After being nurtured for a period of time, Song Ci can also get on the highway with the steering wheel, without the brakes.

Continuing to browse the information on the Internet, Song Ci tapped his head from time to time, and seemed to be a little stumped.

After a long time without expecting the result, Song Ci closed the webpage, lying on the bear pillow he just bought, staring at the paper pasted on the workstation in a daze.

"If it's really a side job, I think you can find an easy one that won't waste your time." Fat Brother suggested: "Take it easy if you can."

Song Ci nodded.

It's not that he wants to start a side business, but he just wants to see what kind of small businesses are available now, to understand more and to spend less time on the street.

Without explaining to Fat Brother much, Song Ci cheered up and thought seriously.

Song Ci is not a business genius. He has always felt this way. There are many things to learn and see. Compared with others, he has more confidence and doesn't care about short-term failures and losses.

In the final analysis, he has never tried to do these small things.

Tang poetry opened up another world for him, allowing him to come into contact with different things. For a long time, Song Ci felt that Tang poetry brought him a lot of freshness.

Not people, but things.

After finishing the work, it was already afternoon, and Song Ci could still see the heavy rain outside the window.

"Brother Fat, do you have another online date?" Song Ci saw that he was talking seriously, so he asked.

Fat Brother shook his head: "I'm going to go to the bar to listen to the music tonight, let's find out the price first."

Song Ci: "."

He also clicked on the circle of friends to show Song Ci, a long leg in ancient costume, makeup that concealed his true face, coupled with the faintly visible ancient costume, the dancing posture looked beautiful.

It is indeed a good cup of tea.

Although I don't know how to remove makeup, but after makeup, I can still watch, plus there are many musical instruments, such as flute, pipa, zither, playing, playing, singing and dancing.

"The price may not be cheap!" Song Ci said.

The packaging of the product is different, and the price is also very different. The same green tea is packaged in plastic bags, and the price is obviously different from that in ceramic packaging.

"Brother~ Fenghuaxueyue, such an elegant thing, what money are you talking about?" came the voice.

Listening to Fat Brother's voice, Song Ci couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

"Just say k or w."

"3k!" The other party replied simply.

The fat brother thought for a while, turned the phone away, said forget it, and replied OK.

Song Ci looked at the OK on the computer screen, pretending not to see it, there is still WeChat on the computer, what are you pretending?

He is single, and he is also a young man. Although Song Ci does not belong to the same class and is not a fellow, Song Ci can understand him.

When you get angry, it's normal to find Chuanbei and Pipa.

"Brother Ming spends money for a month, it can't keep up with how much you spend once going~!" Song Ci said with a smile.

Fat Brother shook his head: "No, Gui!"

Song Ci didn't believe it.

"He draws manga a month, and he can earn hundreds of thousands. Fat brother will care about three thousand? At most, he just chartered a boat and went to the sea for a whole day." Old Wang on the opposite side Said: "The key is that he went alone."

Song Ci:? ?

Does this mean that you are so eccentric without calling you?

That's right, there are really not many opportunities to play volleyball like this, and there are rich people in foreign countries who like it. Song Ci has heard friends experience it, but he has no experience.

I just didn't expect Fat Brother to make money so much. Mavericks, who earn dozens of dollars a month and earn millions a year, actually work in the company for more than 1 a month.

Song Ci felt that when he went out, Fat Brother was always more relaxed and generous, and he finally knew the reason.

"Don't listen to their bragging, there aren't that many. The last time it was organized by a friend of the opposite sex, I just went fishing." The fat man replied.

"Yes, fishing, you are really fishing! You can't stand still when you walk back." Brother Ming curled his lips: "Does fishing hurt?"

Song Ci laughed.

There is no decent person in the company, except that he is a decent person.

"Ba Tiao, where can I call here!" The three looked at Song Ci: "Xiao Song can't even handle it."

Song Ci responded for a few seconds: "."

Then he looked at Fat Brother and was a little skeptical, and he said calmly, "Is fishing without tools?"

Song Ci suddenly realized.

Chatting at the company to fish for melon seeds, Song resigned to the nearby streets when he got off work, and followed the navigation for a long time before finding the location.

Looking at the dazzling array of cars, Song Ci was a little dazzled and didn't know how to choose.

It was his first time buying a car.

"Handsome, do you have a favorite car?"

Song Ci shook his head, looked left and right by himself, then chose the car, and started bargaining with the sales lady.

At the beginning, it was hundreds of hundreds, then one hundred and one hundred, and finally tens of tens.

The sales lady is impatient.

"Handsome guy, it's not that my sister said you, a second-hand electric car, you still have to add this and that, hundreds or tens of dollars less, it doesn't have much money in the first place, why bother?"

(End of this chapter)