But the tearing of these giants has nothing to do with Meng Qian, who is fine. All the shares were sold successfully and the person offended him. He never dared to interfere in this muddy water again. Two days later, the transfer funds of the shares withholding personal income tax were transferred to the account: 56,000,000 yuan.

70 million yuan requires 20% tax. This money, plus Meng Qian’s previous deposit, the total account amount exceeds 60 million yuan, and the eight-digit number is full of accomplishment! If he has no aspiration to do business, he will be able to be prosperous for a long time with this money, but he also wants to experience nine-digit or even ten-digit number!

Therefore, according to the old rules, career and pleasure are calculated separately, and the budget for career is 56 million, but because he advanced the registration of Fuguo Energy and daily expenses, the money has to be paid back! The principal and interest are 5 million, and then transferred to his personal bill, and there are still 51 million left.

It sounds a little speechless, is it calculated interest for yourself?

But Meng Qian is a planned person. Only by so strict requirements on himself can he not spend money indiscriminately. Besides, career is career, individuals are individuals, and money cannot be confused. If you borrow personal money from your career, you can count some interest (werest), which is legal and reasonable, and can the police manage it?

The final result is that he still has 9.6 million yuan to spend, and all kinds of local tycoon funds, and the remaining 51 million yuan needs to be invested in Fuguo Energy, expand the company's registered capital, and then conduct commercial research investments, and purchase equipment... I don't want to spend so much at the moment, so I'll relax.

Meng Qian, who had been busy for many days, was finally able to rest.

The temperature in late autumn became lower, so it was most suitable to hide in the bed, watch TV warmly, and eat some snacks, and it was so depressed in the whole morning... He turned over and looked out the window. The sunlight shone on him very comfortably, and then he also had an idea: Should I buy this house?

The location of this high-end community is quite good. There are parks and supermarkets nearby, with plenty of parking spaces and convenient travel. The house has been used for less than ten years and has at least 60 years of property rights. The most important thing is that during the period when he lived, he felt very comfortable and the property management was good.

But the house prices are not cheap. I heard that starting from 50,000 yuan, this house costs at least 7.5 million yuan. The house has been luxuriously decorated. No matter how good the location is, there is no need to think about not having eight million yuan. This is just a high-rise apartment, let alone a more luxurious mansion.

It's too damaging to people, and the dream of a luxury house is still far away. He still wants to be more realistic, such as how to make an appointment with P. He has been busy with his career recently and has no place to vent his energy. He even has the heart to find a sister... I met Gong Hui several times in my dream, but the more familiar she is with her, the more awkward it becomes.

He took out his cell phone and flipped through it a few times, his eyes staying on the name "Gu Xinxin".

Seeing her online, I edited a message: "Hi, junior!"

Ten seconds later, she replied: "Brother Qian, good morning."

Meng Qian posted again: "Are you free to make an appointment in the afternoon?"

"Appointment." She was very fast and had a few cute expressions behind her.

"Go to pick you up in the afternoon." Meng Qian was satisfied.

...

Unlike Gong Hui's gentle and quiet style, Gu Xinxin is a typical youthful and lively. She took him to walk from the street to the alley, chattering all the way without stopping. She had to tinker with delicious food and fun. When she saw the beautiful things in the shop window, she couldn't help but stop.

Meng Qian bought it for her, making her smile, leaving several red marks on his face, and whispering to him in various soft voices. Meng Qian wanted to say that what he wanted was this effect, don’t talk about feelings, just do material things, both parties will love each other.

I went shopping, watched movies, and did not leave my destination until evening.

Then it was Meng Qian's turn to struggle, and his energy found the outlet for venting. What was even more unexpected was durability. Compared with the past, it improved to be amazing, just like he still didn't get tired after running for more than ten laps. He discovered the new world for a long time.

The reason is not clear, but good fortune depends on God. Meng Qian pays more attention to the situation. He called for breakfast service on the phone and took her back to school after eating. Gu Xinxin was a little tired on the road, obviously she hadn't recovered. The scene last night was crazy. It was the first time she had seen such a great experience.

"It's here." Meng Qian reminded her.

Gu Xinxin looked up at the outside and came to her senses: "Thank you."

Getting off the car, Meng Qian took her to the bottom of the dormitory building. Gu Xinxin took a few steps and turned around and said, "When will we go out together next time?"

Meng Qian smiled: "If I have time, I will call you."

"Looking forward." She also smiled, waved her hand and went upstairs.

Meng Qian drove home and hummed a song. This is the standard model he hoped to make an appointment: both parties will take their own needs and will not interfere with each other emotionally. Gu Xinxin is a bit of a money-loving, but she is not a boyfriend or girlfriend, nor is she talking about marriage. As long as the effect is satisfied, don't think too much.

After driving away the bad condition for many consecutive days, Meng Qian was in a good mood.

I took a nap at noon, and in the afternoon, I took a laptop to the cafe, sat by the window, looked out at the streets, and listened to soothing music. Relaxation may inspire a little creativity or chat with someone who is very attractive to him.

No matter how cold the weather is, Gong Hui can't stop her. She likes that kind of close-fitting knitted skirt, which uses high-end fabrics and sews well, outlining the curves of her figure perfectly. She has a slit back of the skirt, silk-socks and double boots. When she walks towards him, the intellectuality that needs time to settle down naturally arises.

"Every day, Sister Hui." Meng Qian praised.

"Thank you." She smiled faintly.

"I knew I could see you here." Meng Qian closed the computer, "Beauties frequently appear in the area."

"Smooth mouth." She ordered a cup of coffee to the waiter and looked at him a few times: "Have you changed your condition this time? I didn't work in a hurry anymore."

"It's over." Meng Qian shrugged, "I want to start a brand new career."

“How to say it?”

"I sold the software company and planned to spend all the money I got."

Gong Hui frowned, and Meng Qian smiled and said, "I have lie to you. I have already had my own plan and I have to invest all the funds I have obtained."

"Is this true?" she asked vigilantly, avoiding him making jokes again.

"It's true. I'll bet on more than 50 million yuan. How does the effect depend on God?" Meng Qian took a sip of hot coffee, "If I go bankrupt, please take care of my sister."

Gong Hui said: "What bad things are you saying, you haven't started yet!"

Meng Qian nodded: "I agree with this. I will not end before it even begins."

Gong Hui was angry: "If you do this again, I won't talk to you."

Meng Qian put down his cup: "I know I am wrong, I know I am wrong. I just want to ask, if I go bankrupt, can I ask for help from you and ask for a ticket to go home?"

"You're just an assumption," she stressed first, and then said, "Of course, if it really happens, sister, I promise to take good care of you and help you regain your confidence."

"It sounds so warm." Meng Qian was moved.

She asked: "At this point, I don't know your new career yet, is it the Internet?"

Meng Qian shook his head: "No, I don't dare anymore. I have offended two Internet giants in one breath, and they want to kill me."

"What is that?"

"New energy field, mobile phone batteries."

"What?" Gong Hui was a little surprised, "How could she want to work in this industry?"

"Isn't it good?" Meng Qian wondered about her reaction, "The prospect is pretty good."
Chapter completed!