Four hundred and seventieth chapters worship money
Meng Juan was most afraid of Fang Zhe mentioning this. After taking the self-study exam, her grades were terrible. She failed half of the subjects, which means she has passed a college diploma in less than two years. As for why she wants to study, Meng Juan is
You know, reading changes your destiny.
Fortunately, Bai Li and Fang Zhe didn't push too hard. She was usually self-conscious, but her basic skills were a bit lacking.
At night, Bai Li leaned against Fang Zhe listlessly, muttering something unknown. There is no doubt that this phenomenon is very abnormal.
After a long separation, we didn’t get married, but we were just sitting there in a daze. This made Fang Zhe very unhappy. He gently took his chin and touched his collarbone: “What’s wrong? What trouble happened again?”
Bai Li looked back at Fang Zhe with complicated eyes: "I dare not say!"
Fang Zhe rolled his eyes: "I dare not say that you have already said it. Please explain it clearly quickly."
"Meng Zhichao didn't get his green card. His mother went to my house to kowtow to my mother and asked my mother to tell me if she could help him find a job in the United States so that he could get the green card." Bai Li became nervous when she talked about this.
I was so nervous that I didn't dare to look back.
"What does your mother mean?" Fang Zhe was disgusted by what he heard. These are disgusting things.
"That is to say, we don't have a dog at home, otherwise my mother would have let the dog bite her. She even helped me! As a result, my ex-mother-in-law was throwing a tantrum and rolling around downstairs in my house, saying that our family was unkind and so on. My father was so angry that he almost fell ill.
I've already arranged to live with my sister for a while. I can't afford to offend her and I can't afford to hide." Bai Li made her meaning clear.
Fang Zhe angrily pressed his chin against his collarbone again: "Are you stupid? You don't know how to call the police and arrest someone? Can Zhou Chao do that?"
"How can the police care about this kind of thing? When they come, they just make peace with each other without warning." As soon as Bai Li said this, Fang Zhe understood that the grassroots police were afraid of trouble, and this kind of dispute was inherently difficult to deal with.
"I guess your parents are not willing to move out. They are old and don't want to bother. Don't worry about this matter. I will handle it." Fang Zhe was not going to coddle that family. He directly touched the phone and called. The person who answered was
Wu Mingzhu.
After briefly talking about the matter, Fang Zhe said to Wu Mingzhu in a stern tone: "Find the person and how to deal with it, wait until I go to the United States." Bai Li hesitated again on the side: "Should we forget it?
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Wu Mingzhu was also quite embarrassed when she heard Bai Li's voice, thinking she must have done it on purpose. She is a woman!
"The Chinese community here in Los Angeles is not big. I will find out his affairs first before telling you." Wu Mingzhu hung up the phone decisively.
Wu Mingzhu acted very quickly. Nowadays, the big boss has money and people. He can make a phone call and get results the next day.
Meng Zhichao was working in a Chinese restaurant. The boss called him over and asked him to pay and leave without saying a word.
"What have I done wrong? Even if I'm going to die, I'll have to explain it to you." Meng Zhichao was completely confused because he was wronged. He studied hard for this degree, and the tuition for studying abroad at his own expense was excruciating. He spent a lot of money every day.
I worked part-time to make money, gritted my teeth and persisted for a few years. Now that I have obtained my degree, I can get a green card as long as I have a job.
Now that something like this has happened, Meng Zhichao is naturally anxious.
"I don't know the specific situation. I can only tell you that it is Boss Wu Mingzhu in the Chinese circle who is asking for information about you. If you don't understand, just come and ask. I am running a small business here and I don't dare to take risks."
Meng Zhichao felt a lot more at ease now. After all, he had no grudge against Wu Mingzhu. Speaking of Wu Mingzhu, she was very famous in the Chinese-American circles in Los Angeles. She made tens of millions of dollars when she was still in school. Later, she became more and more successful in business, and now she is worth over 100 million.
100 million. Now he is still a shareholder of Pinnacle Pictures. The movies produced by that company have made a lot of money, and the newspapers have reported about it.
Not knowing where the person lived, Meng Zhichao had no choice but to go to Summit Pictures to ask for a meeting. It happened that Wu Mingzhu had something to do here today, so he asked him to come into the office. After meeting the person, Wu Mingzhu looked disgusted and said in a bad tone: "They are all fellow Songjiang people. I
I won’t embarrass you anymore. Just call home and ask your mother to stop making trouble. Teacher Bai was my counselor in college, do you know what to do?"
Meng Zhichao was in a trance for a while, remembering that he had called home and mentioned that Bai Li could help.
"I see, are you the boss of this film company?" Meng Zhichao still had some hope that he might get a job. Wu Mingzhu shook his head and said: "I am just a small shareholder. The major shareholder is in China, and so is he.
Teacher Bai’s students, we all know your affairs, so now we can save you some face, so you can take care of yourself."
Meng Zhichao staggered out. What came to his mind was that shortly after the divorce, his family assets were emptied out by the woman who said she wanted to marry him. No one could be found, and there was no evidence to call the police.
This is the United States. Don't worry about working or not working. The rich man wants to kill a pauper like him, so there are not many ways. Meng Zhichao left in despair. He was almost hit by a speeding car while walking on the road. The driver
After the scolding went away, Meng Zhichao came back to life. He quickly found a place to call home.
Wu Mingzhu just dealt with it as a trivial matter. She returned to the United States just after the Asian financial crisis started. Isn't it because she had so many things to do? Speaking of which, Wu Mingzhu also regretted it. She was too slow, not even as good as Yun Jue.
Wu Mingzhu has always felt that she can surpass Fang Zhe. Even if she is a brand like Yiren, she can also make the American market unmatched by the domestic market. Unfortunately, the reality is too cruel. In just a few years, the American market has become the best brand.
It has a certain scale. But it can't be compared with the domestic market, especially during the Spring Festival. According to Lao Wu, there are really only as many as there are.
Wu Mingzhu could also see from this phenomenon that the domestic market was developing rapidly along an upward path. At that time, Fang Zhe said that his basic market was domestic, but Wu Mingzhu still disagreed.
Later, after Fang Zhe made money in the stock market, Wu Mingzhu completely lost her competencies and only regretted not being decisive in the first place.
Later, when Fang Zhe invested in a new computer brand, there was no comparison between the two. Wu Mingzhu gave up the comparison completely.
Wu Mingzhu's only thought now is, don't leave me behind again. This Asian financial crisis allowed Yunjue and Qiu Xiaoxian to take advantage. This will not happen again in the future. In these years in the United States, Wu Mingzhu knows
I have seen the power of wealth and have a better understanding of the mentality of the domestic people. Most people in the entire Chinese community have a mentality of admiration for the United States.
What about Americans? They simply worship money!
Wu Mingzhu knew very well that after the Asian financial crisis, Fang Zhe was guaranteed to double his assets, and it was hard to say whether he could even earn more. Yun Jue called yesterday and said that this guy Fang Zhe
Now that I'm back in the Mainland, I don't seem to be worried about not making any money at all. It's really impressive that I can walk so coolly in such a big scene.
Wu Mingzhu would not doubt that Fang Zhe was unprofessional. How could an unprofessional person grasp the US stock market so accurately? How could an unprofessional person plan everything today two years in advance?