Xian Yaodong told Zhang Yu about the allusion of the Ponzi scheme. Zhang Yu thought, "Changcheng Company is really a bit like a Ponzi scheme. I said, the interest rate is so high, 1 billion yuan in fundraising, and the interest rate is 240 million yuan a year. Can selling motors be sold so much money in a year?"

"It's not that easy. Even if Changcheng Company enjoys tax preferential policies, its net profit is 240 million yuan, and its sales will exceed at least 1 billion yuan."

"Didn't the newspaper say that Changcheng Company already has 1.5 billion orders?"

Xian Yaodong did not answer positively, but retorted: "Decades ago, the newspaper also said that the oysters raised here in Bao'an were bigger than a truck."

As soon as Xian Yaodong finished speaking, Xian Xiaodong on the other side put down his quick son, stood up and said to Zhang Yu, "Mom, I'm ready to eat, let's go."

"Ride slower."

"I know."

When Xian Xiaodong replied, the person had already arrived at the gate.

Looking at Xian Xiaodong, Xian Yaodong felt very regretful. In the past two years, he began to discover that this cheap son was not well-known, even if he already had his surname.

"Xiaodong, Xiaoshu Yaodong, is this his real name?"

Women have a sixth sense, and men have it. Although they are a little weaker, Xian Yaodong can still feel the changes every little. As Xian Xiaodong grows up day by day, Zhang Yu's attitude towards Xian Yaodong is also changing.

After dinner, the bowl was almost cleaned, and Zhang Yu also made an excuse to go out. Looking at the deserted huge house, Xian Yaodong sighed and walked out of the gate and came to the port by the river.

There is always a person fishing there on the pier without any obstacles.

"Wei Qi, did you catch it today?"

"There are no fish in the river."

"How come there is no one except you, no one else is fishing."

Xian Weiqi shook his head, "You don't understand."

"Okay, okay, I don't understand." How could Xian Yaodong have the same knowledge as Xian Weiqi? "You sit here every day, have you ever seen Weimin come back?"

A few years ago, Xian Yaohua didn't talk to Xian Yaodong very much. Later, Xian Yaohua went to his daughter-in-law's factory to look at the gate. He was rarely in the village, so the two of them communicated even less. Xian Yaodong knew that Xian Yaohua was back for the New Year, but he was not sure whether Xian Weimin had returned.

Wenchangwei has a little urban color now. Each family takes care of itself and lives their own lives. The village’s intelligence exchange center is gone. The elderly don’t like to gather outside, so they all go to sit in the yard of which house.

"I didn't see it."

"This kid hasn't come back in several years."

Xian Yaodong was very moved. He asked Xian Weimin. In fact, he also had many names in his heart. Those who were sent abroad back then have not come back in recent years.

Wenchangwei Village Committee has no sense of existence. At the end of the year, you can't even get people together by dividing rent. They all go to the village committee to sign and collect money one by one. Now the most prestigious woman director Niu Aihua is the woman director. She is in contact with the family planning work in the village. The villagers are respectful to her on the surface, but privately hate her gods and ghosts. Niu Aihua's glass will be smashed every few days.

Xian Weimin has actually returned, but he is not in the village. At this time, Xian Weimin and Xian Weile have a family, Ge Cuizhu and Xian Weizhong have a restaurant in the city.

The restaurant is next to Xian Weizhong’s Zhongshi Seafood Building. The funds for health care products are flowing back quickly. Xian Weizhong has a lot of cash in his hands. Over the years, he has invested in many industries, including self-operated and invested, mainly concentrated in Shenzhen and Xiangwu.

On the first day of the first lunar month, several people wanted to gather, but due to tradition, it was not convenient to go to any one. Therefore, Xian Weizhong, who is half the host, arranged it in the current restaurant.

Xian Weimin picked up a piece of kiln chicken into the dish of his wife Wu Peiyu, looked at Ge Cuizhu opposite him and said, "Auntie, the taste of the mountain is about to be unable to hold on. Do you have any ideas to follow it?"

Ge Cuizhu slowly swallowed the fried oysters in her mouth, picked up the cup and sipped the tea, picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth, and then said calmly: "I would have been interested two years ago, but now I don't need it anymore. The group has established a complete sales channel in Japan. If it weren't for the special taste of the mountain, the group would have joined hands with others to encircle it.

For the people, Nan Yi still attaches great importance to his relationship with Mon Saner. The taste of the mountain can last until now, and the group is interested in avoiding it. In many markets in Japan, we are all following the taste of the mountain."

"I understand that Mon San'er has been working with Nan Yi very early. Nan Yi is still nostalgic. Since you have no idea, Auntie, let it go."

Xian Weimin just provided a message that it doesn’t matter whether the Kenxian Group will receive the smell of the mountain. In fact, the smell of the mountain has nothing to do with Mon Saner and has become a non-performing asset of the bank.

Ge Cuizhu nodded and said to Wu Peiyu: "Peiyu, how is your company's business?"

"Aunt, it's pretty good. The company has many European and American OEM customers, and the business is relatively stable, but it has also encountered a bottleneck. It's very difficult to break through. I have changed my mind and registered a brand of "Song Ci". I plan to start operating a women's clothing brand this year."

"If you are good at managing a brand, you are subject to others' control over OEM. If you lack investment, let my family invest in a loyal way, so that he can invest in any nightclubs or bars."

When talking to Wu Peiyu, Ge Cuizhu did not forget to take advantage of the issue and criticize his son. In fact, Wu Peiyu was not short of money. Not to mention that the Wu family had some background, she said that Xian Weimin would definitely not have less money than Xian Weizhong.

"Okay, Weizhong, I'll go find you if I'm short of money." Wu Peiyu smiled at Xian Weizhong.

Xian Weizhong smiled awkwardly, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Xian Weizhong was quite depressed when eating this meal. He had the youngest generation and the youngest age. He could only agree with others' words. He was used to being called Boss Xian outside, and suddenly turned around. He was really uncomfortable.

"Weile, why didn't you bring your wife back this time?" Xian Weimin said to Xian Weile.

Xian Weile: "I'll go back to my parents' home to celebrate the Epiphany of the Lord. I'll come here in a few days."

"Please ask her to bring some Uruguayan specialties, I haven't eaten it yet."

"The local specialty of Uruguay is beauty. Do you want to bring more?" Wu Peiyu teased Xian Weimin and said to Xian Weile: "Brother Weile, do you sell clothes in your supermarket?"

Xian Weile: "But they are all cheaper clothes, $3.9, $7.9, and $9.9. The summer clothes are almost the same as these prices. The winter clothes will be a little more expensive, $19.9, and $39.9."

Wu Peiyu: "Are there any fixed partner?"

Xian Weile: "Not yet, I'm ordering and purchasing one quarter in advance."

Wu Peiyu thought for a while and said, "I am relatively free in March, so I want to go over and check it out."

“Warm welcome.”

...

New Year greetings, greetings, and then greetings.

Liu Qinglong and Liu Menghu both bought a house, and the Liu family was separated. In the first year, Nanyi's family had to go to three places a day, at noon, at their mother-in-law's house, at their afternoon snacks, and at Liu Menghu's house, and at their dinner.

When I got home, my stomach was full and I ate, so I ate all night and continued to eat Haisai the next day.

On the second day of the lunar month, three, four or five days in a row, either eating or drinking.

By the sixth day of the lunar month, Liu Zhenhuang returned to work, and Nan Yi had to keep the guests to eat, drink and wash. For several days, he either circled around the stove or the dining table.

On the 11th day of the first lunar month, it finally stopped and the year has been so good that it has been dealt with.

On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, after sending Nan Wuwei on the plane, Nan Yi went to our courtyard.

Our hospital hasn't been here for a long time, as if this house has nothing to do with him. He just heard that our hospital has stopped now and is no longer as crowded as before. Occasionally, a few people come to drink tea and shabu. This place has become a place to adjust. When I get tired of restaurants outside, I come here to have an occasional gathering.

There is a table, five stools, and seven people. Ye Jing is next to Wang Pu. Feng’s pants are next to Ye Jing. Feng’s pants are next to Feng’s pants. As his name suggests, he is famous for his righteousness in the literary and artistic circles. He is also responsible for the matters he can’t control; Wang Pu’s other side is Ma Modu, and Wang Zongjun is next to Ma Modu, and Zheng Xiaolong was in the past.

Nan Yi walked to the table, squeezed between Ye Jing and Feng's pants, took one out of a stack of bowls on the table, picked up the teapot and poured a bowl of tea for himself, took a sip, and said to Ye Jing: "Why did you drink tea with a bowl? It's still a chicken bowl, which port coward gave it?"

"What's the name of the chicken bowl? I called it the bowl of the starter. I got it from Dongqi, and one more than two pieces."

"I've been slaughtered by someone. I bought it for only 16 cents a few years ago."

"How many years?"

"Seventy-seven years."

"Why don't you say that it will be cheaper in 66 years?" Ye Jing said disdainfully: "When will my company open at the beginning of next month, can I hurry up?"

"If I don't hurry up, I will have to go south to buy chicken bowls in two days."

"Beat." Ye Jing said, "What are you doing when you go to the east?"

"I will investigate the entertainment industry. I plan to invest in the construction of the Nan Prince Hotel there to reshuffle the entertainment industry and rectify the dirty and messy phenomenon of this industry." Nan Yi said with a smile.

"You really know how to rant. I bought a house in Wenyu River. Where can I sit there at night?"

"Rikin Garden?"

"Um."

"So, I happened to go and see the house there, I haven't seen it before."

As soon as Nan Yi finished speaking, Zheng Xiaolong had already walked to him, "Nan Yi, the TV series I told you two years ago is about to start filming. The situation has changed and the funds are tight. I hope you can support it."

"Or it's from New York?"

"Yes." Zheng Xiaolong nodded.

"Okay, I will not only be responsible for helping you, but also help you find some money."

“Place ads?”

Nan Yi nodded.

Zheng Xiaolong frowned and said, "One or two is OK, but it's not OK if there are too many. I've watched Xiaoma and the others' TV series. Fortunately, it's a sitcom, otherwise the series will be ruined."

Nan Yi hugged Zheng Xiaolong and walked to the corner, "No need to spend more, just two or three pieces, the notebook was not very touching, right?"

Zheng Xiaolong: "The details have been modified a little, but the story framework has not changed."

Nan Yi: "That's good, what's the name of the second heroine in it?"

Zheng Xiaolong: "A Chun."

"Yes, Achun, isn't she smoking? I'll help you pick up a cigarette advertisement, which is considered a big deal. There are also the red wine that the male protagonist drank and the house he lived in after sending it. I'll give you this number." Nan Yi raised his index finger and middle finger and compared the "two".

Zheng Xiaolong: "Two hundred thousand?"

Nan Yi: "Yes, it's Miko."

Zheng Xiaolong: "Or Wangbei Media?"

Nan Yi: "Yes."

"I'll go back and ask the leader for instructions."
To be continued...