My 1979

"Is it so expensive?" Yang Huai's concept of housing prices still stays a long time ago. Although he has many properties under his name, he has not handled any of them. Even his residence in Hong Kong, from buying to decorating it, His mother took care of it all.

When he thought of the decoration of his residence, he even wanted to die. The bright red and purple furniture, versatile lotus flowers, peonies, and dragon pattern carvings. The only scoring item was the study room, which was a complete replica of his fourth aunt's study room. Until now, he still wants to find out the so-called top designer in Hong Kong and beat him up. In order to flatter his mother, he will do anything to please him.

"What do you think," Wu Poxiong scratched his head and said, "Hong Kong's housing situation is very tight. Believe it or not, even if my chicken farm fails to survive and goes bankrupt, I can just clean up my chicken coop and rent it out, and I can earn tens of thousands a month." !”

Yang Huai said, "This seems to be true."

The cost of living in Hong Kong can be said to be among the highest in the world, especially in terms of housing. A four-square-meter pigeonhouse in a more reliable location will cost several thousand per month.

"As long as you know, that's all." Wu Poxiong suddenly said with a smile, "Would you like to point out two more good stocks for me?"

"Don't even think about it," Yang Huai refused hastily, "We have already agreed, this is the last time."

"No, Brother Huai," Wu Poxiong said, holding his shoulders, "I'm not greedy. I'll fish for one last time and I promise to stop!"

"Do you really think I'm a stock god?" Yang Huai said decisively, "If you talk to me about stocks again, I will break up with you."

There is first time luck, second time luck, there can be no third time luck.

"Hey Brother Huai" No matter how affectionate Wu Boxiong called him, Yang Huai still left without looking back.

Old Man Guan and others made a lot of money. In the evening, everyone sent over ten thousand or twenty thousand cash. As for the 73% share that was agreed before, no one mentioned it.

"Hey, what you are doing is unethical," Wu Bojun stood up for Yang Huai at the critical moment, "Where are you sending the beggars?"

"Xiaojun, you also know that it has not been easy for everyone these years. We have been tearing down the east wall to repair the west wall in order to maintain a normal life." Old man Guan was a little embarrassed after being slapped like this. "The famine left behind in the past was too It’s too much and needs to be filled back in.”

"Since you can't do it, why did you make such a promise in the first place?" Wu Bojun asked unceremoniously.

"Isn't this something I didn't think about at the beginning?" Shan Ji, as a social person who can stand upright with his fists, walk like a horse with his arms, and has a good reputation, naturally does not have as thick a face as the old man Guan. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Huai, I'll give it to you again." You get 50,000 yuan!”

Upon hearing this, she didn't intend to speak. Sister Zhen, who had been fooled, changed her expression, rolled her eyes, smiled and said to Mr. Wu Bo, "You haven't even entered the door yet, and you are helping me to speak?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mr. Wu Bo stomped away in shame.

Sister Zhen and Amei looked at each other proudly.

"Okay, let's leave it like that." Yang Huai took the money on the table and stuffed it under the sheets casually, chasing them away like flies.

Then he walked through the bushy path and ran to the beach. When he saw the graceful figure, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"How did you know I was here?" She turned around when she heard footsteps.

"Because you come here every time you are unhappy." Yang Huai picked up a flat piece of gravel like her and tossed it around.

"Aren't you angry?" Mr. Wu Bo didn't understand why Yang Huai could still laugh. He was obviously the victim. If he was divided according to 30:7, he could get at least nearly one million.

"It has been expected for a long time. If you don't have expectations, you can't be disappointed." Not to mention that he didn't like the one million, in fact, it was his money that everyone made this time.

"Well, I'm not as open-minded as you." Mr. Wu Bo shrugged.

"If you work with suspicious people, you will definitely fail. If you work with people who are interested in profit, you will suffer. Only the most sincerity in the world can defeat the most hypocritical people in the world; only the most clumsy in the world can defeat the most skillful people in the world." Yang Huai said with a smile, "This is something I've understood since I was a child."

"Deliberately embarrass me?" Wu Bojun rolled his eyes at him. It was difficult for her to speak Mandarin, let alone classical Chinese.

"According to my understanding, a person must be sincere and honest. Although he looks stupid, he is indeed the smartest person in the world. At least most of the rich people I have met are like this." Yang Huai said with a smile, "At least There are no fools, and there is no bad habit of stepping on others. It is really not tiring to work with smart people."

Therefore, he was not surprised at all when Old Man Guan and his gang did such a thing.

He was lucky, at least he had a reason to reject them in the future, and he no longer had to look at the so-called human feelings. After this time, all human feelings were gone.

"Is this the theory you learned from your uncle again?" She looked at him with a smile.

"Huh? You know this too?" He was stunned.

"Because you always talk about your uncle's words unconsciously."

"If you don't tell me, I won't even think about it." Yang Huai scratched his head.

"You admire your uncle?"

"The person I admire most in the world is my uncle." Yang Huai said solemnly, "When I was a child, he was an omnipotent existence in my eyes."

"Is it really as powerful as you say?" she asked curiously.

"Of course." His uncle is the godfather of Chinese business. He clearly remembers what Huang Bingxin, chairman of Commerce Financial Group, said: When doing business in China, you can do it without Mr. Li, but if you want to become a big company and enter the top 100, you cannot avoid it. He had to know Mr. Li.

When he was very young, he was familiar with the image of his uncle, wearing big pants, flip-flops, and being careless. However, no one dared to ignore every word that his uncle said. He was deeply fascinated by his uncle and even imitated his strong Dutch accent. and an off-kilter way of speaking.

result

Naturally, he was very successful. His Cantonese and English both have a strong Dutch flavor.

"If I have a chance, I must get to know your uncle." Mr. Wu Bo pulled out a shell from the sand, and after throwing it out this time, it hit very far.

"Maybe there is a chance." Yang Huai said, not sure. In the past, the old man setting up a stall on the street could chat with his uncle, but now, his uncle has fewer and fewer opportunities to go out. He wants to meet him. One side is very difficult.

"You're leaving here, right?" she asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Yang Huai said, "Why do you say that?"

"No, I just asked casually." She smiled nonchalantly.

After breaking up with Old Man Guan and his gang, Yang Huai completely ignored them. It was already dark, and he was about to take a cold shower and go to bed as usual, but found that Wu Bojun started the car.

"What are you doing out at this late hour?" he shouted from under the front of the car.

"I have something to do." She was a little anxious.