mijobooks 188: Which Evil Spirit Covers Pikachu’S Quilt? It Feels Like Spending 30 Million Yuan For 3 Yuan!
188: Which Evil Spirit Covers Pikachu’S Quilt? It Feels Like Spending 30 Million Yuan For 3 Yuan!
Lu Qiu raised his head and glanced at Yan Lijun.
Yan Lijun drank a little in the evening, with a drunken blush on his face. He was making an appointment to watch the football match with Lu Jianye and Zhang Renhe.
To be honest, since Yan Lijun accepted Pikachu, the persona of the chairman has become increasingly untenable.
Especially after drinking some wine, I talked more and more.
You call this a vicious spirit?
Which evil spirit covers Pikachu with a quilt when sleeping at night?
Lu Qiu defended his father-in-law: "Is it okay? I heard that Yan Han is quite reasonable."
Song Zihao replied: "Let's be reasonable, but this guy is a workaholic and has strong abilities. He will not make mistakes himself, and he will not allow others to make mistakes."
The more Lu Qiu listened, the more he felt that what Song Zihao was talking about was not the same person as his father-in-law, right?
Yan Lijun will not make mistakes?
When they first met, they drank and talked about brothers with Lu Qiu. Lu Qiu called him father-in-law and he called Lu Qiu brother.
Not quite right.
Lu Qiu thought for a while and replied: "Let's talk about it at that time. Anyway, let's do our job well. It doesn't matter who is the boss."
Song Zihao replied instantly: "Oh, I'm afraid there will be problems with our regularization."
Song Zihao: "Besides, Brother Qiu, I'm also worried about you. The sales of Cupid No. 16.5 are so good, I feel that you can definitely be promoted, but if you change the boss, it may not be so easy to say." 990
This worry is also normal.
The judgment criteria are different from boss to boss.
Maybe in the eyes of this boss, your results are very good.
In the eyes of another boss, your performance is a bit dazzling.
While colleagues are worried about their regular employment, they are also worried about Lu Qiu.
Song Zihao is not the only one.
The members of the group, as well as more than a dozen colleagues who have frequent contacts with each other, are all very concerned about Lu Qiu's future.
Lu Qiu's heart warmed slightly and she replied: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry. Work hard and you will be promoted if you should."
Song Zihao: "Tsk, Brother Qiu, do you want to give me some gifts or something? Hurry up and get promoted, I'm dying of anxiety."
Lu Qiu couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you anxious? I'm not even anxious about my own promotion, so why are you anxious?"
Song Zihao: "You are so good to everyone, everyone likes you, we can't help you in other places, you are too powerful.
Song Zihao: "So we will pray every day so that you can be promoted quickly."
Song Zihao: "You are going to be promoted, so we should also remember your great achievements, right?"
Lu Qiu smiled and replied: "Okay, I'll mark the merits for you."
In fact, Lu Qiu's promotion is only a matter of time.
Others get promoted based on their boss's mood.
When he gets promoted depends on his mood.
But even so, Lu Qiu felt quite comfortable with the kindness of her colleagues.
After Lu Qiu sent this message, he heard Yan Muxue's voice.
"Have you checked out the house next door?"
Zhang Yanan took out his mobile phone and said: "We talked about it. The owner next to me is abroad and wants to sell it. It's 4 square meters."
Song Ling was a little surprised and said: "Well, Lu Qiu, otherwise don't buy it, it's too expensive, your room is enough, I can just live here.
The villa is nearly 400 square meters. After all, the price of the house itself is 30 million.
There are also various taxes and fees.
The cost should be over 30 million.
Song Ling worked in finance and was very sensitive to money figures. She calculated the approximate expenses at once and felt distressed instantly.
Lu Qiu asked with a smile: "Then there will be more children in the future? And there is Liu Ling who is always eating and drinking.
Within one meal, Liu Ling became familiar with Lu Qiu's parents.
Song Ling and Lu Jianye thought this little girl was quite interesting, and agreed to let Liu Ling live here as a companion for Lu Qiu and Yan Muxue.
Calculate it this way.
Although there are many rooms, they are really not enough.
Song Ling and Lu Jianye looked at each other, still very distressed, and asked: "Are there any less expensive houses around, or ones with a smaller area.
Lu Qiu looked at Zhang Yanan.
Zhang Yanan replied: "I'm afraid not. There is a villa area nearby, which is very large. If you want to go somewhere else, the drive will take dozens of minutes."
Liu Ling persuaded: "Auntie, Brother Qiu is very rich, and he can make money very well. To be honest, among the people I have met, Brother Qiu is the only one who can earn so much money at such a young age.
"You spend a little, and he earns it back.
Song Ling was still hesitant: "But... it's too expensive..." (agac) More than 30 million.
She had never made so much money in her life.
Now a house costs more than one million, which is the limit she can accept.
Suddenly I have to live in a house worth 30 million yuan.
Moreover, she and Lu Jianye lived alone.
What a luxury!
She still couldn't accept it.
After thinking about it carefully, she finally had a practical idea of how rich Lu Qiu was.
Lu Qiu was able to buy several such houses with full payment.
Song Ling was half happy and half worried. She felt that Lu Qiu was really promising, but also felt that she had not given Lu Qiu anything. Lu Qiu was so rich all of a sudden, and he wanted to give her such an expensive house.
She was a little flustered.
Lu Qiu looked at Song Ling and asked with a smile: "If you have a villa, you can raise a cat with my dad. Anyway, with my family and one more, we can take care of them together."
"And you can also have your own singing practice room, so you no longer have to worry about disturbing the neighbors. There is also a dedicated baking room, which is very convenient for making cakes and other things."
"You can also invite your friends over to play mahjong. It doesn't have to be so crowded. You can have a dedicated mahjong room. I'll buy you a fully automatic mahjong machine.
Song Ling's originally weak will was corroded by Lu Qiu's few words.
There is really a lot of happiness gained after spending money.
Song Ling But Song Ling was still a little hesitant: "Is it too expensive?"
Lu Qiu said decisively: "Just tell me if you want it or not."
Song Ling was a little embarrassed to speak.
Lu Jianye smiled beside him and said nothing.
He was willing to accept it. Lu Qiu was not bad at all anyway. He liked living next door to his son very much.
Yan Lijun wanted to speak.
This is really not much money.
He wanted to just let him come out.
For Yan Lijun, who has 200 billion, this is equivalent to saving 2,000 yuan and buying a house for 30 cents.
Don’t think about it, just buy it if you like it.
Yan Muxue looked at her father with beautiful peach blossom eyes and gave him a look.
This is a matter between Lu Qiu and his parents.
Let Lu Qiu solve it.
Lu Qiu respects Yan Muxue's character very much, so Yan Muxue didn't say a word at this time, and Lu Qiu took care of it himself.
Yan Lijun swallowed the words that came to his lips.
Although after Yan Muxue became pregnant, she became softer and softer in front of Lu Qiu.
But to others, she is still the cold and aloof lady.
Whenever Yan Lijun lacks confidence, he will be intimidated by her look.
Song Ling hesitated for a full three minutes. Seeing that everyone was waiting for her to speak, she said: "Who doesn't want a villa? Buy it, buy it, buy it in your name [I can live in Qiu."
Lu Qiu laughed and looked at Zhang Yanan: "Sister Nan, please contact the seller. I will give you my ID. You can contact the other party and just buy the villa directly when it is convenient for the other party."
Zhang Yanan nodded: "Don't worry."
She also used the honorific title Lu Qiu, after all, Lu Qiu is now her boss.
Lu Qiu nodded with satisfaction and took Lu Qiu upstairs.
Song Ling was still a little confused and looked at Lu Jianye's gate. "The 30 million thing... just left like this? Why do I feel that it is less valuable than spending a dollar?"