A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 511 Where else is the problem?

Lu Miao didn't know the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, so he raised his upper body and said:
"What's two taels? He's young now and doesn't need the money, so he bought them all!"

After roughly guessing his concerns, Lu Miao supported his chest and said:

"It's not like we can't make money. When he grows up, won't he be able to save two thousand yuan?"

"If he loses, I will give him two thousand yuan and pretend that this investment has never been made."

If you don’t lose money, wouldn’t you make a lot of money?
Of course, Lu Miao knew that this was a sure profit.

But she couldn't tell Fu Jingyou.

"The question can't be thought of like that."

Fu Jingyou took her hand, held her firmly in his arms, and spoke of his concerns in a slow voice:

"The fear of losing money is one, and the second is that after all, Shi An still has his wife."

"You said that if we invest all this money, what do you think we should do if one day his maternal family gets the news and comes over to demand people and money?"

They do consider safety when investing, but others may not think so.

It’s okay to make money.

If you lose money, it's black or white. If you really encounter a difficult situation, you can't explain it clearly with just one mouth.

If this is their own money, they can invest directly if they want to, and they don't need to worry about what others say about their profits or losses.

But this is not it.

Adopting a child already adds a lot of pressure, but if something unhappy happens later, it's not worth it.

Lu Miao listened to him carefully and knew that his worries were justified.

But there are actually solutions to these things.

But what to say?

Maybe Shi An wasn't lucky enough. Lu Miao thought about it for a while, gave up the idea of ​​continuing, and said:

"Two ounces is enough, but I still have something I want to discuss with you!"

Two liang is 100g, 520 yuan.

"what's up?"

Lu Miao turned over and straddled his waist.

In the past, it was him who acted dishonestly, but this time it was Lu Miao.

Lu Miao leaned forward and kissed him on the face.

"After deducting 2000 from 520, there is still 1480 left. Lend me half of it and I will buy gold too!"

Fu Jingyou's hot breath paused for a moment.

Lu Miao didn't wait for him to refuse.

He twisted, arched his neck like a piglet, and gently nibbled on the small bulge on his neck:

"My royalties will be settled soon, and I will pay them back to you then, okay? Is that okay?"

The full text translation of "The Storm of War" is 28 words, and was completed by Lu Miao in six phases.

Subtracting the settled portion, counting the first three drafts, and the two subsequent manuscripts that were reviewed slowly due to too many words, there are still a total of 21 words that have not been settled.

I received 350 yuan in royalties intermittently, but I still have 1050 yuan that I haven’t received yet.

She was busy with the start of school and never had the chance to go to the publishing house.

The review should be almost done by now.

If you don't see the envelope with the manuscript returned, it basically means you can go and collect the manuscript fee.

Lu Miao planned to wait and see if the publishing house would send her a remittance slip. If not, she would go back and ask.

……

The veins on Fu Jingyou's forehead were bouncing. He took a deep breath and pinched her waist hard.

The whole person was almost turned into a pervert.

I can't refuse it, I can't refuse it at all.

He had a deep voice and patted her on the lower back:
"Get the raincoat first."

Usually it was the man who made her happy, but this time it was her turn to make him happy.

For a rare time, Lu Miao was willing physically and mentally and did not resist.

He stretched out his hand and brought him a small raincoat.

Fu Jingyou quickly pinched her slender waist, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and his low and hoarse voice was arrogant and fierce:
"Move it yourself!"

……

Early the next morning, Fu Jingyou sent Lu Miao to the Guoying Society. Lu Miao didn't let him send her off the first day because she was afraid that others would think she was not independent and she had to be accompanied by her family members when she came here for the first time.

Now that I have decided to start my internship here, I don’t need to worry about that anymore.

She had packed everything today, including her lunch box and water glass.

Lu Miao waved goodbye to her child's father at the door and trotted upstairs.

She was young and energetic, and her dark braids swayed slightly behind her when she ran.

There is a sense of sunshine and vitality all over the body.

People in the stairwell and the corridor on the second floor glanced out of the corner of their eyes and couldn't help but tilt their heads to look at him.

Seeing a young lesbian with an unfamiliar face, everyone was surprised by her outstanding appearance.

But just for a moment, everyone withdrew their gazes one after another, talking or continuing to busy themselves.

There are some differences between the working atmosphere of the formal department and the general factory department.

At least in Guoyingshe, personal ability comes first.

among all those with a college education.

Most people think that outstanding skin is not as attractive as outstanding abilities.

……

Probably because Lu Miao is still a newcomer, the seniors in the six groups don't trust her very much, so there are currently no manuscripts that she needs to translate.

The tasks she was responsible for in Group 6 were all idle tasks.

It’s almost like Li Yue pouring water at the reception on the first floor.

What she needs to do is to help organize the files, staple the manuscripts, etc.

Normally, Lu Miao might feel empty and feel that she is not being reused.

But in fact, if you think about it from another perspective, she has just arrived, so this situation is normal.

My aunt may be here in the next two days.

After coming back from lunch at noon, Lu Miao felt uncomfortable in his stomach.

In the afternoon, Lu Miao moved the documents and manuscripts back to her desk. She endured the faint discomfort in her lower abdomen and worked quietly.

For the time being, I don’t have any extra thoughts to find other jobs.

……

On the third floor, Teacher Tan’s office.

After a morning of hard work, Li Yue completed the translation during the lunch break after dinner.

At that time, Teacher Tan was reading documents.

Teacher Tan can be said to be the head director of Guoying News Agency.

Although the club has a lunch break, there is a lot of work that she needs to handle.

She usually doesn't rest.

Li Yue was anxious to know the result, so she stood up and handed the manuscript over:

"Teacher, I'm done!"

Teacher Tan frowned.

I put a pen into the file, temporarily closed the file and put it aside.

Teacher Tan took Li Yue's manuscript and started browsing it.

The sentences are fluent and the vocabulary is obviously more precise.

It has indeed improved a lot.

Teacher Tan nodded.

Li Yue clenched her hands tightly in front of her chest and asked happily:

"Is it okay? Teacher? Am I okay?"

Teacher Tan pressed the manuscript paper under his hand and said calmly:
"Just reading this manuscript is fine, but to get to the second floor, you still need to practice for a while."

"..."

Li Yue couldn't help but put on a smile when she heard the words "okay" in the first half of the sentence.

But when he heard that she still couldn't go to the second floor, Li Yue couldn't hold back her smile and her voice became sharp:
"Why? Teacher, isn't my manuscript ready? Is there anything wrong with it?!"

Li Yue yelled in the office.

People passing by outside heard the commotion and turned their heads to look into the office through the windows.