Chapter 73 Hold Tight Thighs
Looking at the "high-end and high-grade" agricultural fertilizer snakeskin bag in front of him, Zhou Jianfeng only felt a pain in the ass. He also thought that if Lu Yiming didn't agree, he would secretly spread rumors and make trouble. He never thought that the other party would agree so happily , All the tricks that made him think hard were useless.

Don't tell me, doesn't this mean that Zhou Jianfeng believes in Lu Yiming unconditionally?Doesn't that mean being rubbed on the ground by Lu Yiming?

Let's test it, there are at least 100 people in the entire Internet cafe staring at this place, squatting here to count money by yourself is really too embarrassing.

No matter how he chooses, Zhou Jianfeng will be a loser.

Zhou Jianfeng first felt that his face could not just be lost by Lu Yiming, but he was worried about the 100 million.After all, in this era, 100 million can buy a few commercial houses in Baiyun City.If Lu Yiming stuffed a hundred thousand or eighty thousand less in it, it would be a blood loss.

Desperately thinking about it, Zhou Jianfeng called a friend who worked in a bank, took a banknote detector, and counted them under the watchful eyes of everyone.

If this sack of money is all in hundred-yuan bills, it's okay to say that it will be counted in a few minutes if there is a money detector.

But in fact, the money ranged from hundred-dollar bills to pennies!Not to mention the wrinkled banknotes, the coins of various years and colors are enough to count until people are bald.

In fact, these were replaced by Li Quanwang on purpose. Here he took out a bundle of hundred-yuan bills and stuffed a lot of coins in there.Just to disgust Zhou Jianfeng.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it took the banker friend brought by Zhou Jianfeng more than an hour to count all the cash.

"It's 100 million, that's right... Hey, there's still a penny here." The bank staff picked up a coin from the ground.

Lu Yiming smiled and said: "Seeing that you are so poor, you come to ask for money before the contract period is over. I will give you this point, and treat it as a friend."

"you……"

Zhou Jianfeng had already made a big embarrassment, and now Lu Yiming wanted to use this as an issue.

And looking at the bundles of banknotes on the ground, the surrounding people who eat melons also exclaimed in amazement.

Many ordinary people with a flat head only earn a few hundred dollars a month in part-time jobs. Where have you seen what a million dollars looks like?

They looked at Lu Yiming with envy and admiration in their eyes.

100 million is what you want to take, it really is a big boss!

Many customers who have recharged as members no longer doubt the strength of Tongxin Internet Cafe.

If someone takes out 100 million yuan casually, will they swallow their own 800 yuan?

Obviously impossible.

"Boss, can I still become a member now?"

"I want to charge five hundred!"

"How much will you get if you recharge [-]? If you give away more, I will sell the house at home."

Lu Yiming waved his hand and said with a smile: "The top-up event is held irregularly. If you need it, you can pay attention to the announcement of our Internet cafe."

Seeing Lu Yiming's happy face, Zhou Jianfeng, who got back 100 million, was not happy at all.

He cursed silently in his heart: let you be proud for a few days first, and when you lose everything, see how I laugh at you!
"let's go!"

Zhou Jianfeng snorted softly, put the sack on his shoulder, and led the people away.

Lu Yiming said with a smile, "Walk slowly."

Afterwards, he tore off all the bills and said to Li Quanwang with a smile: "Okay, now this house belongs to us completely."

at the same time.

Taikoo Shing, a well-known middle-class residential area in Xiangjiang.

In the morning, the warm morning light fell from the window sill, and Zheng Zhiguang woke up leisurely from the soft Simmons imported from Europe.

It is said that it is a thousand-foot mansion with high-rise mountains and rivers, but it is actually just an apartment of more than 90 square meters. Zheng Zhiguang bought it from a Chinese couple who was eager to run to Maple Leaf Country.

It cost less than 400 million, which is still very cost-effective.

Of course, the reason why he was able to buy a house here is mainly due to Zheng Zhiguang's personal efforts and his father who is a billionaire.

Although his father is very stuck in personal living expenses, the son is his own after all, and buying a house is considered a fixed asset investment, not a waste.

After waking up and taking a shower, Zheng Zhiguang drove the new Mercedes Benz SLK he bought with a gritted teeth and went to the company.

The sea breeze blowing in front of him seemed to carry the salty smell of banknotes, which made Zheng Zhiguang intoxicated.

Entering the company, the lady at the front desk who usually ignores his answers also showed him a sweet smile, and even took the initiative to greet him with an intimate tone: "Manager Zheng."

When Zheng Zhiguang was called out, his bones suddenly felt a little crisp.

Life, as it should be.

Taking the elevator up to the office floor, a local colleague who always disagrees with Zheng Zhiguang on weekdays came over enthusiastically: "Ah Guang, this Friday, let's go out to work this afternoon to drink and play cards. I'll treat you."

Of course, Zheng Zhiguang knew the reason for this colleague's abnormal behavior. He was a little proud, but he still politely declined the other party's invitation: "No, let's do it next time. I still have some things to do this weekend."

The two passed by, the colleague immediately changed his face, and said to his companion with a look of resentment: "This Dalu boy really doesn't know how to flatter him. I asked him to drink, but he refused!"

His companion had no choice but to persuade him: "Just bear with it for now, after all, he has now attracted a big client, which is very important to us, and we can't afford to mess with it."

They can look down on mainlanders, but people in finance never look down on money.

In this industry, race, occupation, and gender all have to stand aside, and the rich are the masters.

In the eyes of ordinary people, those who engage in finance can be regarded as social elites, with rich incomes, well-dressed clothes, and access to various high-ranking figures.But in contrast, staying up late and working overtime is commonplace, and the psychological pressure is high. It is sometimes heard that people die from overwork or commit suicide.

But behind the glamorous surface, there are often extremely hard work and life, and even the three views will be distorted.

Taking Hong Kong's financial industry as an example, the hierarchy is very strict.

Generally, the position of entering an investment bank starts from "analyst", and you have to go through the hardest three years before you can reach the position of "manager", and then it takes about three and a half years before you can be promoted to "vice president". ".

The rigidity of the hierarchy is at its best when work is required.Analysts don't even need to think about the need to work overtime throughout the year, just leave the dirty work to them.The mobile phone is always with me, and I work almost seven days a day. On average, I need to work 100 hours a week, and even 120 hours are exaggerated.

Zheng Zhiguang knew that if he hadn't had a rich father, he would never have had the chance to climb from an analyst to a manager.

But now, if he wants to climb from the manager to the position of vice president, it is not by building a good relationship with his colleagues, nor by currying favor with his boss, but by clinging to Lu Yiming's golden thigh.

(End of this chapter)

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