Gossip King

In the car, Gao Leng answered a few phone calls. A call from Datang Corporation invited him to a certain restaurant, a call from kmm company to inquire about a phone number from an underwear company, and a call from the well-known Kaiyao Group in China. Consult whether it is possible to acquire a bakery's phone number.

These are the first batch of companies that have just smelled the smell of money and focused on domestic companies with better performance like prey. They, like President Li, are focusing on this heat.

Generally speaking, most of the artist investment companies invest in media companies. After all, they are a business, and none of the Gao Leng companies invest in media companies. This is even more rare, especially for bakeries. Diba’s popularity is visible. , Several major domestic catering listed companies are ready to move.

For the rice and box underwear company, Gao Leng would enthusiastically agree to have a meal and chat with each other, but Gao Leng declined all of Diba's bakery.

After agreeing to President Li, he would not care about gains and losses, that is, one or two billion less earned.

"I think human beings have very cruel dividing lines." Diba sighed and pointed out the window. It is now past ten o'clock. There are a lot of people on the bus stop, most of them carrying computer bags. , Or the young people with backpacks, they are all well dressed, but unconcealed tiredness and dullness appear on their faces. This road is the famous office street of the Imperial Capital. There are countless companies in the towering buildings, countless cubicles of each company, and countless cubicles of each company. The hope is that they can stand firm in the capital. Young man on the heel.

"Look at them, they can get two to three thousand to ten to twenty thousand in a month of hard work. Tens of millions are of the same grade, and tens of thousands of yuan a month are of the same grade. In their opinion, It’s hard to earn, earning ten million a year. I used to think it’s hard to earn, but after seeing you..." Diba looked enviously and coldly: "Hey, Mr. Gao, you and We are not in the same class at all, and you people belong to another circle."

"The law of twenty-eight." Gao sneered and looked at the people on the platform. Just as Diba said, human beings do have a very cruel dividing line: "80% of the wealth in this world is controlled by 100%. In the hands of twenty people."

The easier it is for rich people to make money and get opportunities, while it is extremely difficult for those without money to rise.

"However, in fact, as long as people have food, clothing, clothing and housing, they are fine, and they are content." Diba shook his head after saying this sentence: "No, the price of the imperial capital is so high now that there is room to live here. The three words must be removed, otherwise most people will not be able to do it."

There are opportunities that many people know.

For example, an artist buys a new company, then uses his enthusiasm to speculate, and then sells it to a listed company at a high price. This process is not difficult and relatively simple, but what if you know it? If you don't have the strength and financial resources to do this, then this opportunity can only be done by people with assets, and the money can only be made by people with assets.

What can ordinary people do?

As soon as I saw the new company in the hands of an artist sold to a listed company, I bought a lot of stocks and waited for the stock to rise, but unfortunately, often after a period of time, the artist would sell the stock in his hand.

Most ordinary people are stuck and cut leeks, but only a few can make money.

This is just like the food chain. Gao Leng is standing at the top of the food chain. He has finished eating, leaving some residue for you to grab.

"I couldn't compare to them before." Gao Leng looked at the people on the platform.

These tired and feeble young people who came home late at night working overtime are the people Gao Leng admired the most in the past: they are the proud children of college.

Today, Gao Leng stands at a completely different height. In the financial circle, one or two myths appear every few years. These two myths appear in newspapers and magazines, and appear in the worship of many young people in the empire. , And Gao Leng is undoubtedly creating a myth.

"Huh?" Diba didn't understand Gao Leng's words. In her opinion, isn't Mr. Gao graduated from a prestigious university?

"Nothing." Gao Leng stopped talking and fell into silence: "I just miss home."

I want to go back to my hometown for a look. Actually, I wanted to go back to my hometown a long time ago, but I was afraid to go back. Gao Leng didn’t know what he was afraid of. He was afraid of seeing his cemetery before his rebirth or after his parents died Those relatives who don't lend money to yourself?

What posture do you use to go back? What mentality do you use to go back?

"If you want to go home, I will go home and have a look. After I have been busy for a while, I will also go back to Xinjiang to eat grapes." Diba said.

Ding Dong, the cold cell phone rang, and Mr. Li’s voice came over: Mr. Gao, I just communicated with my team and asked them to add an evening shift, so let’s go to you at 9:30 tomorrow morning. The office visits you and we discuss the contract.

The voice was soothing, it was obviously drunk.

"In fact, don't worry, it's ten o'clock now. If you come up with the contract tomorrow morning, wouldn't your employees have to work overtime all night?" Gao Leng glanced at the time and then at the group of people on the platform.

So many bus stations, as the vehicles move, so many stations passing by, are crowded with people, and most of the people who return late are working overtime.

"No, no, no." President Li smiled lightly, "Mr. Gao, your bakery has been hot for so long, and a lot of listed companies want to buy it? What if it is taken away by others? That’s for sure, the contract will be signed tonight, and I will bring the contract to you tomorrow."

"Good." Gao Leng said.

If the project is successfully negotiated, this wave of teams will generally receive bonuses, and overtime is not in vain. It’s just that the twenty-eight rule in this world is so cruel that one or two people will always account for 8% of the same project. 10% of the profit, and the rest of the group divided the remaining 20%.

This is how the world is.

...

Mr. Lek couldn’t help but laughed after she hung up the phone. She kicked off her high heels as soon as she entered the door. She called the team again and ordered them to work overtime at night. The text of the contract was passed over by 7:30 in the morning. Review it.

After finishing all this, President Li's face was a little tired, she took off her clothes, revealing a fair body.

The young woman's body is still somewhat different from that of the young girl. Mr. Lek is well maintained, but it doesn't look as strong as the young girl's body. It just feels like white and soft, very soft and soft flesh.

I walked straight to the bathroom. After taking a bath, Mr. Li took the body lotion and walked out. This body lotion was extremely expensive to buy. By her 28-year-old age, everything used is not bad, especially maintenance. This piece.

Without the husband's moisturizing, the moisturizing of skin care products is even more important.

She even maintained her private parts.

Compared to a girl who doesn’t even wipe sunscreen when going out, Mr. Lek has a very delicate life. She wiped the body lotion on any part of her body carefully. The pure natural floral scent permeated the whole room, and she separated naturally on the bed. She picked up a bottle of skin care products from her private parts and wiped it gently.

As a delicate woman, it is not only the body and face that needs to be maintained, but also the most important parts.

Wiping.

After drinking, her face was already blushing, and her thoughts were hazy in the middle of the night. When her soft fingers were doing some maintenance carefully, Mr. Lek revealed a subtle look on her face. She closed her eyes and shook her lips. .

His chest rises and falls, and his breathing becomes rapid.

Involuntarily, her leg muscles tightened and her body twisted.

"Hey, Mr. Gao is really handsome, and he looks so sturdy..." Mr. Li said softly, with a trace of desire in his mouth, and then he sighed: "My life is really hard."

Really fate.

It is not easy for couples who have been dating since college to get into marriage, and it is rare that they can start a business together and succeed after getting married.

Mr. Li originally had a life that everyone envied: her husband is a first love, he has a good career, and plans to have a baby, but his husband went out unexpectedly.

What a surprise.

Unexpectedly, during the half year of her husband’s death, for the whole half year, Mr. Lek said nothing, and needed sleeping pills every night to fall asleep. Only by devoting himself to work can he feel a little more comfortable.

The death of her husband brought her happiness, both mentally and physically.

It is said that a woman in her thirties is like a tiger. After her husband left, Mr. Li, 28, really longed for a lot of silence in the middle of the night. Maybe it was this longing that accumulated together, making her very introverted look very sexy.

No matter how restrained, there is a need.

President Li got up from the bed and opened the box. Inside the box was a rectangular black plastic box. After opening, there was a black flannel bag. Take it out of the bag, a long, thick one.

Female adult toys.

You know.

Zi Zi Zi, the toy made a vibrating sound.

President Li also made a sound of desire and satisfaction. After drinking, he was the most sultry. Although he did not have the great physical and psychological satisfaction of his husband, he could solve one or two things.

One after another, suppressed and low voices in the room stopped abruptly after five minutes.

President Li was flushed and angrily stopped his movements and took a look.

"I!!!" Mr. Li became increasingly annoyed and angrily throwing the toy on the ground, not so much as throwing the toy to the ground, but not so much.

"Next time I have to buy one that can be used while charging!" Mr. Lei was about to cry, kicked his leg twice on the bed, and then rolled left and right without knowing how to vent, yelled. The sound beat the quilt.

For Lei, the most painful thing is that the toy runs out when there is a demand.

The most painful thing is that the toy ran out of electricity when the need was solved to the critical moment.