Reborn Capital Empire

Chapter 110 Microeconomics

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"No, my family is very big, and all these paintings and calligraphy are not necessarily enough!"

The rich and powerful words made Liu Zhixing look at the young man in front of him again, and after glancing at the tall Matthew standing beside him, he nodded with a hint of understanding in his eyes. .The fastest update access:щщщ.79XS.сОΜ. ! Knowing that this is a master who is not bad for money, there is nothing to say in this case.

"I'll pack it for you!"

"Matthew, let's help too!" Guo Shouyun nodded and said.

Although there are only a dozen paintings opened, it will take some time to put them all together. Guo Shouyun didn't mind helping him by the way when there was nothing to do.

Three people together, the speed is several times faster in an instant. However, Guo Shouyun and Matthew are not as familiar with this booth as Liu Zhixing, so they will inevitably bump into the process of cleaning up the paintings. No, Guo Shouyun just put the rolled scroll aside but accidentally knocked off a book that was originally in the corner.

He picked it up quickly, but the written word caught his attention.

"Microeconomics by Samuelson and Nordhouse?"

Guo Shouyun is no stranger to this masterpiece of economics, which sells well all over the world and is regarded as the best by the economic departments of various well-known universities. It is on the must-read list for the Department of Economics at Stanford University. However, this economics book appeared in the hands of a painting stall owner, which is "very" good. In particular, the cover of the book has turned yellow, and it is obvious that it is often flipped. Obviously, it is not used for decoration.

Guo Shouyun, who was in his heart, opened it subconsciously. The beautiful pen words on the title page of the book made his pupils shrink, and his face became more thoughtful.

"From the unnamed lakeside to the endless twilight autumn city, this life will never change!"

Guo Shouyun could certainly feel the continuous affection of 'Lu', but what really caught his attention was the word 'Weiming Lake'.

When he was studying in his life, Weiming Lake was equal to Peking University. For a moment, Guo Shouyun had many guesses in his heart.

He continued to turn back beyond the title page, and he was also familiar with the contents of the book. But what caught his attention was the key points of the red and blue 'color' markings on the face, as well as the experience recorded in neat words at the corners. No matter how many, almost every page has it, and it has something to say. Apparently the person who wrote these words was a man with a deep research on economics.

"Mr. Wang, all the paintings you want are finished!"

Hearing this, Guo Shouyun's heart moved. After turning around, he didn't look at the packaged calligraphy and painting, but raised the book in his hand and smiled, "Is this "Microeconomics" from Mr. Liu?"

"Yes!"

Liu Zhixing nodded calmly.

After returning the book to the other party, Guo Shouyun groaned for a while, "Although I know it's a bit presumptuous, but I'm really good. How can a person who graduated from Peking University and has a deep research in economics end up selling paintings and calligraphy in American night markets to survive. ?"

Looking at Liu Zhixing's changing look, Guo Shouyun knew that most of his guesses were true. That being the case, it made him even better.

"I'm afraid Mr. Guo has misunderstood. I'm just an ordinary person with a rough understanding of painting skills. I have nothing to do with Peking University. This book is also kept here by others!"

"Really?" Guo Shouyun smiled slightly, "Since it's not Mr. Liu's thing, then dare to ask who its owner is? I'm very interested in getting to know such a person who has some in-depth research in economics. If you can 'communicate' Nothing could be better!"

Liu Zhixing was silent!

Guo Shouyun glanced at him and didn't ask any further questions. He squatted down, pulled the corner of his father's shirt with a smile on his face, and looked at his little girl with wide eyes.

"Nah, how old are you this year?"

"5 and a half years old!" The little girl was not afraid of life at all.

"Is kindergarten?"

The little girl shook her head.

After gently 'rubbing' her soft black hair, "Mr. Liu has something to hide, but I have no intention of getting to the bottom of it. In addition, if your Excellency is willing, I am willing to hire you to teach me. The western seat of the way of calligraphy and painting. As for the remuneration, I think it is enough to ensure that Mr. Liu and Nannan have no worries about food and clothing. Moreover, I am also willing to help Mr. Liu get a green card, or even American citizenship!"

"Thank you very much for your attention, but I know that my level is limited and I can't be qualified for the position of Mr. Xi Xi, sorry!"

Taking a deep look at him, Guo Shouyun took out a business card and handed it to him.

"Call me if you change your mind! Also, don't let your children suffer with you, or you are not worthy of being a father! That's all, farewell!"

He took out his wallet, took out all the money in it and put it into Liu Zhixing's hands. Although there is no number, the money is more than enough to buy these paintings and calligraphy.

After taking a deep look at Liu Zhixing, who was still silent as before, Guo Shouyun turned around, "Matthew, let's go!"

"Yes, boss!"

Grabbing the packed paintings, Matthew Bloom strode along.

"Hey, I can't use that much money...!"

It was not until Guo Shouyun walked away that Liu Zhixing woke up from his own world. Looking at the backs of the two leaving, I couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Dad, everything is sold out, can we go home?"

"Go home!" After collecting the business card and money, Liu Zhixing nodded, "Nannan, we made a lot of money today, what do you want, Dad will buy it for you!"

"real?"

"Um!"

But soon Liu Zhixing watched as the excited little face of the 'daughter' gradually dimmed.

"I don't want anything, my mother said that if I didn't 'spend' money, she could come back sooner!"

Listening to the childish words of the 'daughter', looking at her ignorant and determined face, and thinking of his deceased wife who passed away nearly a year ago, Liu Zhixing couldn't help but feel sad. After kneeling on one knee, he hugged the daughter tightly into his arms, with two tears of remorse streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"Dad, you're crying!"

"No, Dad didn't cry, Dad was happy to make money." After quickly wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Liu Zhixing stood up, "Let's go, let's go home!"

I simply cleaned up the booth, except for a piece of canvas and a wooden box that originally contained paintings and calligraphy, there were not many things in total, so it was quickly finished. After opening the trunk of the eight-handed Corolla, which was showing rust, and putting the packed things in, Liu Zhixing drove his daughter to the Seattle International District, which is also a place where the Chinese live.

About half an hour later, the eight-handed Corolla stopped outside a small white 'color' two-story building. Lock the car, and take the 'daughter' daughter to open the courtyard's 'door' and walk in. When they just stepped on the steps, the 'door' of Jin's closed room was opened from the inside.

"Zhang 'milk' 'milk'!"

Looking at the old lady in her 60s or 70s who appeared outside the 'door', wearing home clothes, Nan Nan broke free from her father's hand and rushed over happily.

"Oh, my baby. Let's see, have you eaten dinner?" the old lady said happily.

"Eat, the pancake fruit that Dad bought!"

"Pancake fruit, so good!"

Holding the little girl's hand, the old lady looked up and said, "How is business today?"

"I touch a big customer, and all the paintings and calligraphy are sold out!"

"Really, that's a really good thing!"

Liu Zhixing nodded, "Has Uncle Zhang rested?"

"No, I'm reading a book face to face!"

After speaking, the three walked to the living room. Just at this moment, after hearing the movement, the shrewd old man in a white 'color' style jacket with a pair of fronts also walked down from the building.

"Grandpa Zhang!"

"Whoops, my baby!"

Holding the little girl who rushed over, the folds of the old man Le's face all bloomed. For older people, nothing makes them happier with their grandchildren, even if it's not their own.

After a simple frolic, a small, three and four people sat down on the sofa in the living room.

"Xiao Liu, I have already asked someone. In your current situation, there are two quickest ways to get a green card. The first is business marriage, which is also fake marriage. The second is political asylum. Both have their pros and cons, and they can be done at the same time. It takes about two to three thousand dollars to spend, and it takes about one to two years!" the old man said.

"I want to apply for political asylum!" Liu Zhixing made a decision without much thought. The status of his wife was unshakable in his heart, and a fake marriage was a blasphemy to his deceased wife in his opinion.

"Since you've made a decision, I'll contact you tomorrow! As long as you get a green card, it's not difficult to get into the University of Washington with your talent. As long as you get a degree certificate, your future life will be smooth."

Liu Zhixing nodded and said with gratitude, "Uncle Zhang, thank you so much!"

The old man waved his hand, "Stop being polite, who made us all Chinese. Besides, I really like Nannan, and I hope she can live a better life in the future!"

"I also like grandpa's 'milk' 'milk'!"

The little girl sitting in the arms of the old man said crisply ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Haha, good! Grandpa's 'milk' 'milk' didn't hurt you in vain! "

Seeing the happy young and old, Liu Zhixing was full of gratitude. Since his wife passed away, he took his 'daughter' and left the sad place that he had rented for nearly three years, and found it through referrals. Mrs. Zhang's "wife" is a kind-hearted man and an old couple whose children and "daughter" are out of town. Seeing him living alone with his "daughter" is not easy, even the original rent is waived. Moreover, the 'daughter' child is also extraordinarily taken care of. It is precisely because of this that he has had time to reconsider his future after he had just been freed from a state of ignorance for nearly half a year.

Elderly people generally go to bed early, so after the four of them chatted in the living room for a while, Liu Zhixing took his daughter back to his room. After comforting the 'daughter' son to sleep, Liu Zhixing, who took a bath and lay on his 'bed', couldn't help but think of the young man he had met at the night market before.

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