Yuxuan was amused and continued to reply: "Don't call me boss, just call me by my name. I will also take out 5 million yen to buy shares of Nintendo. The same goes for Sony's shares. I will invest 5 million yen first."
Nintendo, Sony, Canon, Nissan, Honda, and Yakult are all the top leading companies in Japan. Even in the 1990s, the market value of their shares was extremely high. If you invest 10 million yen, you may not even get a splash.
But it doesn’t matter, just make them remember the company [Candy Samurai].
First, act like a newbie in front of these two leading companies and get familiar with them, so that when a large amount of money is invested later, it will not be too sudden and arouse suspicion.
Rie Shirasawa replied that it was not worth it. Compared with the current stock market, there are obviously investment channels with higher returns.
Yuxian Zhisheng replied to her: "Just do as you are told.".
Plus a ‘knife’ expression.
Rie Shirasawa, who was on the other hand holding a flip phone to reply, sighed softly in her heart, becoming even more convinced of the identity of his chess pieces.
If it were an ordinary boy or girl, he would have been so excited after receiving this huge sum of money. He would either spend it all, or show off the money in front of his classmates. He would never have imagined that he would invest in Nintendo and Sony.
Money begets money, which is the way to make money.
Rie Shirasawa, who graduated from the Department of Finance, understands this very well.
Yuzuru's childishness didn't know Rie Shirasawa's little thoughts. Anyway, the tool man did not affect his life. As long as the ambiguous photo of him and her on his phone was still there, he could hold this card in his hand.
He doesn't care about such a woman, he just wants to use her to the end. If she sees his body, she will pay a corresponding price. There is no need to be merciful in this regard.
Yuxuan returned to the store and gently pushed Yukiko's arm.
The food was already served, but she fell asleep.
"Let's start." Yuxian Zhisheng slapped away the Bozi soda and handed it to his Xuezi.
Xuezi rubbed her eyes, looking a little unhappy.
The food is very good.
But both of them had tasteless food.
One dislikes expensiveness.
One felt there was no atmosphere.
Single bet.
...
After having lunch, the two left Chuo-ku and headed to the RCCID women's clothing store in Narita-ku.
Rie Shirasawa made up a good reason, put the 30,000 yen in royalties in a bag and handed it to Miyamoto Yukiko, and hugged her happily. As long as you and Yuzuru are here, our store will definitely open.
Getting more and more popular!
She also gave Yu Xian a red envelope, saying that the makeup photos were taken very well, and the rich girls in Narita District couldn't wait to pick out their clothes as soon as they got the promotional photos.
This is true.
The flow of people in the store has increased significantly. Girls are choosing clothes in the women's clothing area. A group of old employees are accompanying them, and they are busy.
"Have an afternoon off?" Yukiko Miyamoto blinked.
"Yes, starting from tomorrow is the peak season of spring clothing, and your workload will increase dramatically, so take a good rest today, and you will have fewer free days in the future!" Shirasawa Rie said.
Then she walked over and bent down with a smile: "Take advantage of today to spend some time with your child."
Yuxian smiled at her innocently.
Just one click.
The more talented people like this the better.
A good subordinate should be like this, able to automatically figure out what the boss is saying, and do more and better based on the initial instructions.
"Also, quit your job at the convenience store. When the store gets busy later, you won't be able to rest. There won't be time for you to stay up late." Rie Shirasawa stood up and said, "Besides, he is home alone at night, so you
Don’t worry either.”
Miyamoto Yukiko thought for a while and realized that this was indeed the case, so she nodded.
The convenience store is just around the corner.
"Resign?" the old woman in the store said in a disdainful tone.
This is an old woman with lips painted into a bloody mouth.
Before coming here, Miyamoto Yukiko told Yu Xian not to talk nonsense, because this old woman has a bad temper, is quick to talk, and likes to gossip the most.
Any small incident that happens on the street, as long as her mouth is there, the whole street will definitely know about it the next day, and then it will spread rapidly, and different new versions will be derived.
Yu Xian's naive expression of understanding.
"It's okay to resign, but it won't be easy to pay the first half of the month's salary. You took a day off yesterday, but it caused me a lot of losses." The old woman said casually, applying nail polish.
"Excuse me, what is the loss?" Yu Xian asked innocently.
"It's a big loss. A lot of goods were sold less. What do children know? Don't interrupt when adults are talking!" The old woman's eyes were on Yu Xian's childish body.
Then his eyes lit up.
"Actually, there is no big loss, but the salary cannot be paid. I agreed to work for a full month first." The old woman said, "Is this the child you adopted?"
"Yeah." Yukiko Miyamoto nodded.
"What good luck." The old woman licked her tongue.
"I've only been working for a few days and I don't have much money, so forget it." Yuxian Zhisheng said to Xuezi.
Miyamoto Yukiko nodded and bowed: "Sorry for causing trouble to you."
"I'll forgive you this time. Also, have you considered what I told you?" The old woman smiled half-heartedly.
Miyamoto Yukiko glanced at her and didn't want to talk to her.
The old woman got excited and shouted: "Hey, I'm not trying to trick you. Miss Miyamoto, you are so pretty, why do you have to work part-time? As soon as you lie down on the bed and spread your legs, the money will come pouring in."
, I can introduce you to men, there are many young girls like you who are interested in me!"
"Let's go." Xuezi took Yu Xian's childish hand.
"Hey, wait, take this." The old woman jumped up from the rocking chair, picked up a lollipop and stuffed it into Yu Xian's immature hand. She took the opportunity to hold his hand and stroked it back and forth a few times.
Down.
Yu Xian naively broke away from the old woman's dirty hands.
He took a few steps, turned around, smashed the lollipop hard on the old woman's face, stuck out his tongue, and yelled: "Xuezi, run!"
After saying that, the bastard ran away.
Miyamoto Yukiko was stunned, suppressing a smile, and ran after him.
The old woman's angry and angry voice came from behind.
...
"Weren't you afraid just now?"
"There's nothing to be afraid of."
"Thank you for protecting me."
"I just don't want to be touched by her."
"Really?"
"Fake."
Yu Xian was very tolerant of ordinary people and would not get angry over such trivial things, but Yuxian was considered to be a casual woman by the old woman, which made him angry.
The car gradually drove towards the door of the house and slowed down slowly.
Yuxian pretended to be careless and suddenly said: "There seems to be a letter in the mailbox."
"Letter?" Xuezi noticed that the card slip on the mailbox turned red.
Normally the card strip is white, but if there is no one at home when delivering the mail, the postman will break the card strip into red after putting the mail in to remind the owner of the home that there is a letter.
Miyamoto Yukiko parked the car and took out a white envelope from the mailbox.
