Lin Xiaotong believed that Wu Changfeng must have gone astray.
Although I feel contempt, it's really nice to be rich!
Even though the money ended up in my mother's hands.
But my mom loves her son the most, so he's practically mine too.
He couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
Of course, Lin Xiaotong was not ashamed to ask questions and wanted to know what kind of tricks Wu Changfeng was up to to make so much money.
Is this still my useless brother-in-law?
Damn it, this doesn't make sense!
Heaven is blind, letting Wu Changfeng get rich while I work hard.
So he tried to get information out of Wu Changfeng, thinking that if Wu Changfeng's approach could be replicated, he could also take off!
We're all people with the same head, and none of us are any worse than the other!
But how could Wu Changfeng not know Lin Xiaotong's ulterior motives?
Wu Changfeng pondered for a moment and said, "My method is to trap the monkey."
"Huh? What does this have to do with monkeys?"
Wu Changfeng said, "One day I passed by a mountain village. There were monkeys in the vicinity of the village. I inquired and found out that there were about 2,000 of them."
"So I offered to buy them for 100 yuan each."
“The villagers started helping me catch monkeys. After half of the monkeys were caught, I raised the price to 300 yuan per monkey.”
"The villagers' enthusiasm for catching monkeys grew even stronger. After the last monkey was caught, I raised the price by 500 yuan per monkey."
"At this time, there were no more monkeys in the mountain village. I asked my assistant to bring all the monkeys I had collected to the mountain village and tell the villagers: 'These monkeys are 300 each. Then when the merchant comes back, you can sell them directly and make a fortune.'"
“The villagers couldn’t resist such a temptation. I made 200 yuan per monkey, so I sold all of my monkeys.”
"But I didn't show up in the mountain village until six months later. By then, the villagers had lost faith in me and were demanding an explanation from me."
“But I’m not worried at all. I said whoever buys the monkeys owns them. I’ve contracted an island full of coconut trees. As long as the villagers train the monkeys to climb the trees and pick coconuts, they can get them for 50 cents each. One monkey can pick 100 coconuts a day.”
“100 monkeys can earn 500 yuan a day, and 180,000 yuan a year, which is more than a hundred times the income you would make from farming.”
“The villagers were overjoyed. I then said, ‘My island is a tourist area with many tourists. You train the monkeys to perform, and we collect the park entrance fee and service fee. We split it 50/50. It’s another good thing.’”
“The villagers were excited, so I said, ‘I’m setting up a human resources management company. If you join us, we’ll be more legitimate.’”
"Villagers joined in one after another. I didn't spend a penny, and I built a fine asset consisting of a hundred people and a thousand monkeys."
"But the truth is, I didn't own an island, but now I have capital, so I found an island and said to the villagers on the island: I will contract all your coconut trees, harvest them and bottle them into coconut juice, and the villagers agreed."
"The math is clear: each coconut can be bottled into five bottles, each bottle costs 7 yuan, the coconut meat can be used to feed monkeys, the coconut shell can be made into handicrafts and sold to tourists, and the coconut seeds can be pressed for oil."
"So, I contracted 1 million mu (66,667 hectares) of land, generating an annual output value of several billion yuan. Then, I took out 2,000 mu (133 hectares) and valued it at 400 million yuan, transferring 10% of it directly to the stock market!"
Wu Changfeng waved his hand and asked, "How about that? Aren't I awesome? The first part is business thinking, and the second part is financial thinking. Once it went public, the money flowed in like crazy! We couldn't even fill sacks with it!"
Lin Xiaoru rolled her eyes at Wu Changfeng's endless boasting and started chatting with her mother.
She believes this is even less plausible than France sweeping through the Soviet Union.
Lin Xiaotong was also dumbfounded.
What are you saying?
Are you alright?
Should we go see a doctor?
Are you taking advantage of my lack of education?
The story is so unbelievable!
Go to hell with this IPO!
Lin Xiaotong retorted, "Brother-in-law, if you don't want to talk, no one is forcing you. But look at what you're saying! Are you trying to fool a child? I can see the holes in your story!"
Wu Changfeng scratched his head: "You even noticed the loophole?"
"Those monkeys eat coconut meat and chicken feathers, while those other things eat bananas! You should let the monkeys pick bananas! They don't know anything!"
Lin Xiaotong looked down on Wu Changfeng with disdain.
They have absolutely no common sense.
Wu Changfeng laughed heartily: "This is called toxic chicken soup. If you like it, I'll tell you more later."
"Give me a break!" Lin Xiaotong lay down on the pit: "Don't listen to your nonsense. I'm already the richest man in the world. It's more reliable to dream."
Wu Changfeng said earnestly, "So, my method may not be suitable for you. Working hard and practically is the right way."
"Tch." Lin Xiaotong understood too: "Your money is nothing more than what the boss gave you. By the way, sis, isn't that boss a rich woman? You better watch out, pretty boys are never kind-hearted."
Lin Xiaoru tossed a handful of sunflower seeds at him: "You look like a rich woman!"
"I was just reminding you not to let my brother-in-law make a mistake, and you got all worked up," Lin Xiaotong said with a grin.
In the afternoon, Wu Changfeng followed Lin Xiaoru to visit each household to offer New Year's greetings.
The gifts we brought have been almost all used up.
We stayed overnight and returned to the compound the next day.
By this time, there were hardly any people left in the courtyard. Apart from Granny Cao's family, Fu Dazhuang, and others, almost everyone had gone back to the countryside for the New Year.
Grandma Cao hated Wu Changfeng the most.
But they could only grit their teeth and dare not act recklessly.
Days passed by one by one.
The Lunar New Year is finally over, and the eighth day of the Lunar New Year is the day when Qimingxing (Morning Star) starts work.
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