A few million is nothing to Si Borong, but it is different for Si Yiming. He is counting on making money from this one million!
Si Yiming also wanted to encourage Si Boyong to continue asking Si Lijue for money.
But when she looked up and saw his indifferent and unhappy eyes, she immediately shut up, thought for a moment, and said, "Then I'll go sell a house."
What else can I do if I don’t sell the house? I can’t let the more than one million yuan I invested go to waste!
Thinking about how his complaints were unsuccessful, he didn't get the money he asked for, and in the end he lost a house, Si Yiming felt a pain in his heart, liver, spleen and lungs, and he felt depressed. He felt dizzy and his vision was black when he walked.
No, I have to find a way. I can't bear this loss like this.
And that little bitch next to Si Lijue, I will never let her go!
Thinking of this, a cruel light flashed in Si Yiming's eyes.
The two figures disappeared one after another downstairs of MR Group, but they didn't know that Mu Baoer was staring at their backs with deep eyes.
She originally wanted to teach Si Boyong and Si Yiming a lesson when she sent Lu Jingyi down. Who made these two people so disgusting and made her boss angry?
Who would have thought that their conversation could be heard clearly.
Mu Baoer was truly dumbfounded.
She was wrong!
She misunderstood Lu Jingyi!
Si Boyong is the real money-spending boy!
Just let this pair of excellent father and son fight it out on their own, and don't get involved. Judging from Si Borong's appearance, he is not someone you can easily mess with.
Thinking of this, Mu Baoer clapped her hands and turned back to the president's office.
As soon as he returned, he was imprisoned by a certain stern-faced CEO against the wall. He leaned over and asked in a deep voice, "Little bodyguard, what have you been doing for so long?"
I just listened in a corner, what else can I do?
But she couldn't say that. Mu Baoer blinked her eyes and said innocently, "I went to the bathroom."
"To the bathroom?"
Si Lijue narrowed his eyes slightly, moved closer, and sniffed her like a detective.
Mu Baoer: “???” What’s wrong?
Fortunately, after Si Lijue's strange manipulation, he released the person and resumed his aloof CEO demeanor. He said, "Get ready and come with me to a meeting later."
"Okay." Mu Baoer nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.
…
At that time, in an unknown milk tea shop, Lu Jingyi and Qian Fugui sat opposite each other, with a cup of milk tea in front of each of them. They held the thin straw in their mouths, took a sip and sighed.
Lu Jingyi was listless and looked worried, and Qian Fugui wasn't in much better shape either.
If my elder brother has no money, it means I have no money either, which means I will never be able to eat and drink as much as I want to anymore.
Qian Fugui sighed and said sadly, "Boss, it seems we have to save money from now on."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jingyi was not happy and grumbled, "How can I bring my nephew home if I save money?"
Qian Fugui thought about it and agreed.
But this is not a clean-handed thing, there is nothing that can be done about it.
He said with a blank look in his eyes: "But we... don't have any money."
After a pause, he cautiously suggested, "How about we tell your brother about the two children?"
Qian Fugui thought simply, the children were Si Lijue’s biological children, so he couldn’t be reluctant to spend money on them, right?
Not only that, they will be the biggest contributors by then, and maybe if they're happy, they'll give away millions of dollars, wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Just thinking about that kind of heavenly life makes me feel like I’m floating in the air.
However, the next second, Lu Jingyi interrupted his daydream with a harsh voice, "No, it's impossible, just give up on this idea."
I promised the young lady, and I can't go back on my word.
“…” Qian Fugui curled his lips and his spirits became weak again.
Lu Jingyi glared at him, raised his foot and kicked Qian Fugui, saying, "You have a quick mind, come up with a job that can make a lot of money quickly and easily."
Qian Fugui's eyes lit up, "Let's buy stocks. Stock trading makes money quickly! And it's a lot of money."
A good father will have a good son. Although Si Borong is a scumbag, he was quite good at stock trading back then.
And his brother Si Lijue is even more skilled. Whoever he buys, he makes money. He is a weather vane in the financial world.
Therefore, Qian Fugui believed that Lu Jingyi was also very accomplished in this area, but it was just not revealed.
"Ha!" Lu Jingyi, whose pocket money had been cut off for three months by Si Lijue due to losses in the stock market and who even warned him he would chop off his fingers if he dared touch stocks again, scoffed coldly, "Why didn't you say robbing a bank would be faster?"
Qian Fugui rubbed his hands together and said, "Robbing a bank is fine. I've never participated in this kind of activity before. Do we need to prepare anything? Or should we just rob it directly?"
Lu Jingyi: "..." How could I have such a stupid teammate?
"I'm serious. I really want to make some money. I don't need to make a lot a month, just enough to cover my daily expenses." Lu Jingyi said seriously, thinking that this amount should be enough for him to spend happily with his little nephew.
Upon hearing this, Qian Fugui silently calculated Lu Jingyi's monthly expenses, which probably ranged from several million to tens of millions...
Sorry to bother you. As your younger brother, I have brought shame to you!
Qian Fugui wiped the bitter tears from his face and said, "Boss, I think it's more realistic for you to rob a bank."
Lu Jingyi: “…”
Seeing Lu Jingyi's extremely speechless look, Qian Fugui immediately changed the subject: "By the way, Boss, I remember you studied vocal music. How about becoming a star? You can also make a lot of money from that."
Lu Jingyi sneered again, "You actually want me to show up in public and be a show-off?"
Qian Fugui: “…”
This doesn't work, that doesn't work, even with his quick mind, he couldn't figure it out. He said angrily, "Then, Boss, what do you want?"
Lu Jingyi thought for a moment and said, "It's similar to my brother, who can make a lot of money just by lying down."
“…”
Dear, I suggest that you will dream faster!
It is impossible to make money. Lu Jingyi has no talent for making money in his life. He can only help Si Lijue and others spend money to reduce their burden.
The two of them pondered for a while, but still couldn't figure it out. Basically, Qian Fugui said something and Lu Jingyi denied it. In the end, Qian Fugui started talking nonsense.
The two people here were discussing seriously, not realizing how much psychological impact this had on the other guests nearby.
These two people... just escaped from a mental hospital, right?
Everyone looked at each other, hesitating whether to call the police or dial 120 or something.
However, before the idea was implemented, there was a burst of gasps and discussions in the store.
Immediately afterwards, a handsome man with broad shoulders and narrow waist walked in from outside the milk tea shop and walked straight towards Lu Jingyi.
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