My Bank Is Connected to Another World

Outside the store.

Hearing such a price, everyone couldn't help being shocked.

One hundred thousand.

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

Of course, just think about it.

Easy to grab.

Easy to run.

It is not easy to go to jail. Besides, it is not RMB, nor is it general valuables such as gold. If you want to sell the stolen goods, you will never find a buyer.

therefore.

Steal or rob 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 birthday to earn it.

Depend on!

The difference between people and people is so big, he is sour.

. . .

In the shop.

Ignoring the flavours 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.

No way.

Festive.

Visitors to the museum have maintained the record for the longest average stay. A month ago, they were sent to the Provincial Museum for more than a month of exhibition.

Another wave of heat.

Although it is waste heat, it is also heat.

to this end.

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

Ever since.

Shu Fu carved a big orange cat.

same.

Meng turn!

People fell in love at a glance, and even the idea of ​​raising a cat sprouted. Despite this, Shu Fu didn't charge a fee, just like that silly dog, just a long-term exhibition.

otherwise.

If it is collected, it is sold, and others have the right to dispose of it.

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

. . .

afternoon.

This month's quota, all engraved.

withdraw!

Wow!

Pull down the shutter door.

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

"The salted fish boss is resting again."

"envy!"

"This is called a longing life, 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.

New Year is coming, add some joy.

Back home.

at this time.

There were also more people in Xingfu Lane. Those who came back from working out and reunited with their families. Seeing Shu Fu's return, many people cast strange glances.

No way.

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 appearance status is -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 open a shop, with a monthly income of tens of thousands.

Now.

Catch up with the demolition.

In short.

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 in the demolition area this time.

The first hundred can't get in.

therefore.

The ridiculous remarks about procrastinating and negotiating terms are 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.

go 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 is the capital city, the company's annual meeting.

The second stop, Indonesia, go to Ta Berna.

therefore.

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

As for relatives?

few!

There was one in Shu Fu's memory, but it was too far away. It was not the distance but the relationship. When his parents were there, he would go there and leave after eating a meal.

therefore.

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

At other times, I usually go to my parents’ friend’s house to pay New Year’s greetings and mix up New Year’s money.

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

The relationship was very weak, and no one came over there anyway 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 is very weak after a few generations.

So, just invite your neighbors, otherwise, invite a big banquet and still appear 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."

"Bilibili."

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

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

"Are you drawing cartoons?" Cheng Shengjun was surprised.

"..."

Don't blame him for thinking like this.

To know.

Shu Fu's painting skills are not much inferior to carving skills, and comics are 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.

I quickly realized that 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 instantly rationalized.

"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.

Wasn't it when Shu Fu auctioned that work?

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

and.

It was 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.

Thinking carefully ~www.novelmt.com~ is also in line with 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 expression 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 first.

A Bilibili, and its upcoming explosive commercial volume, is just an unobtrusive piece.

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

This dragon took off earlier than he expected.

"good."

"Call!!!"

"..."