My Bank Is Connected to Another World

　　 outside the shop.

　　 Hearing such a price, everyone was shocked.

　　 100,000.

　　 A half-suite in Mingshan City, but even so, Shu Fu would not sell it. How enviable it is. In a flash, there was the idea of ​​smashing the glass.

　　 Of course, just think about it.

　　 Easy to grab.

　　 Easy to run.

　　 It’s not easy to go to jail. Besides, it’s not renminbi or general-purpose valuables such as gold. If you want to sell your stolen goods, you can’t find a buyer.

　　 Therefore.

　　 Steal or **** this stuff, unless the brain is disabled.

　　 "Really?" The man looked incredible.

　　 Hear the words.

　　 The person next to him began to popularize science, and suddenly his eyes rounded.

　　 What is it?

　　 Can a piece of wood sell for two million? Are you kidding me? But looking at the expressions of the people around him, it didn't seem to be a collective fudge, and only then began to accept this fact.

　　Envy!

　　 Two million, five thousand monthly salary, sixty thousand a year.

　　 Do the math, I have to earn more than 30 years.

　　 From the age of the weak crown, you have to work to the age of the sixtieth year to earn it.

　　Damn!

　　 There is a big gap between people and people, he is sour.

　　. . .

　　In the shop.

　　 Ignore the mixed flavors outside, Shu Fu continues to be busy, business is okay, and the silly dog ​​exhibition in the provincial capital has been going on, so many people come here.

　　 Now.

　　 That Erha has almost become the treasure of the town hall.

　　 can't do it.

　　 festive.

　　 Tourists who went to the museum have kept the record for the longest average stay. One month ago, they were sent to the Provincial Museum for more than a month of exhibition.

　　 there was another wave of heat.

　　 Although it is waste heat, it is also heat.

to this end.

The curator of 　　 Provincial Museum also specially visited and asked him to carve one and hang it in their museum.

　　 So he cares.

　　 Shu Fu carved a big orange cat.

　　 Same.

　　Moe turn over!

　　 makes people like it at a glance, and even the idea of ​​raising a cat is sprouted. Despite this, Shu Fu doesn't charge a fee, just like that silly dog, just a long-term exhibition.

　　 Otherwise.

　　 If you collect money, you sell it, and others have the right to dispose of it.

　　 And now, there are only exhibition rights, no qualifications for sale.

　　. . .

in the afternoon.

　　This month's quota, all engraved.

　　 Withdraw!

　　 Wow!

　　 Pull down the rolling door.

　　 Seeing the announcement that the store was closed at the door this month, people were speechless.

　　 "The salted fish boss has rested again."

　　 "Envy!"

　　 "This is the life of yearning, working a few days a month, the salary is enough for half a year."

　　"..."

　　 Although the shop is closed, everyone can still see the red knot in the window. The purpose of carving it out is to cater to the atmosphere in a woodcut way.

　　 Chinese New Year is coming, add some joy.

　　 went home.

at this time.

　　 There are more people in Xingfu Alley. When they come back from working out, they are reunited with their families. When Shu Fu is back, many people cast strange eyes.

　　 can't do it.

　　 is handsome!

　　 When he left at the beginning of the year, Shu Fu was still thin and weak.

　　 What material.

　　 When I came back at the end of the year, he was so handsome.

　　 Xingfu Lane's face value status -1.

　　 This is not the key. The key is that Shu Fu suddenly became the "richest man" in Xingfu Lane. Yes, in the eyes of many people, he is the richest man.

　　 A piece of wood sells for two million.

　　 still runs a shop, earning tens of thousands a month.

right now.

　　 caught up with the demolition.

　　 Anyway.

　　 The name of the local tyrant in Xingfu Lane is not controversial.

　　 As for the gossip of the first sign, it has long since disappeared. Shu Fu was the first sign of Xingfu Lane, but it was placed very far behind the demolition area this time.

　　 Can't get in the first one hundred.

　　 Therefore.

　　 The ridiculous remarks that dragged on and talked about conditions were simply untenable.

　　 Up to now, 80% of the people in Xingfu Lane have signed contracts, and those who did not sign have become a minority.

　　. . .

　　 Finish dealing with acquaintances.

Come back home.

　　 cook.

　　 In the evening, Cheng Shengjun's family came over to have a Chinese New Year dinner. Although there is still a week before the New Year, Shu Fu will have to leave Mingshan tomorrow.

　　 The first stop, Beijing, the company's annual meeting.

　　 The second stop, Indonesia, to the Big Berna.

　　 Therefore.

　　 This year, I will not spend time in Mingshan City.

　　 As for relatives?

　　 Less!

　　 Shu Fu remembered one, but it was too far away. It was not the distance but the relationship. When the parents were there, he would go there and leave after a meal.

　　 Therefore.

　　In my memory, every Chinese New Year, there is only one day on the way to kiss.

　　 At other times, I usually go to my parents’ friends’ homes to pay New Year’s greetings and mix with them.

　　 In the previous life, after breaking his leg, he was inconvenient to move, and he almost broke off communication.

　　The relationship is very weak. Anyway, no one came over after he broke his leg. Shu Fu didn't care. He wasn't an important person, so let's see what he did.

　　 The relationship between relatives, after a few generations, is inherently weak.

　　 So, just invite your neighbors, otherwise, invite a big banquet, and you seem to be showing off, why bother!

　　. . .

　　 Satiate and drink.

　　 Clean up.

　　In the courtyard.

　　 Shu Fu chatted with Cheng Shengjun.

　　 "Annual meeting?"

　　 Cheng Shengjun was surprised when he heard that Shu Fu was going to the capital.

"Correct."

　　 "What company's it."

"Bilibili."

　　 "I've heard of this. It's an animation company."

　　 Cheng Shengjun immediately remembered that although he is not a fan of the second dimension, he still heard of some Internet companies, and an idea came up.

　　 "Are you drawing a cartoon?" Cheng Shengjun was surprised.

　　"..."

　　 Don't blame him for thinking like this.

　　 to know.

　　 Shu Fu's painting skills are not much inferior to the carving skills. Manga is one of the manifestations of painting skills.

　　 "That's my company."

"Oh."

"what?"

　　 Cheng Shengjun almost jumped up, what? What did he hear? Shu Fu's company? You know, that kind of company can't be played by one or two million people.

　　 But ~www.novelmt.com~ quickly reacted, these years, there is no money to finance, as long as the project is good, it is not bad to find venture capital.

　　 So, it was rationalized instantly.

　　 "When did you buy it?" He remembered that the founder didn't seem to be Shu Fu.

　　 "September."

　　 "Five months!"

　　 Cheng Shengjun was speechless.

　　 September.

　　 Isn't it when Shu Fu auctioned that work?

　　 Before, he had been wondering where Shu Fu used the money and whether he saved it in the bank for interest. Only now did he know that he went to invest in a company to start a business.

　　 and.

　　 is almost a success.

　　 "Awesome, silent, making such a big noise."

　　 It's been so long, and it's hidden really deep. If it weren't for the showdown, I guess I would still be in the dark.

　　If you think about it carefully, it also fits Shu Fu's character.

　　 "Okay, the boss of Chengda University, why did you suddenly tell me today if you want to show off."

　　 Cheng Shengjun pretended to see through your face and joked.

　　 "Almost."

　　 Shu Fu smiled faintly. At this time, in February, two months later, the mobile phone will be on the market. As a friend, I will get a small shot.

　　 A Bilibili is just a small piece of the commercial volume that is about to explode.

　　 "Haha, okay, I accept your show off, so, is it really cool to be a boss?" Cheng Shengjun laughed, happy for comfort.

　　 This dragon took off earlier than he expected.

"Okay."

　　 "Call!!!"

　　"..."

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