When Lin Kun heard the number reported by Ji Bu, he paused and shook his head: "You are still young, so 30 million is definitely not enough."
"Three hundred million, then you won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life."
"Wow..."
Ji Bu laughed when he heard this: "Boss, you think too highly of me. With 300 million, I don't know when I will make enough."
"Not much more than 300 million."
Lin Kun leaned against the back of his seat, took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Look at the current housing prices in Hong Kong. Damn, those businessmen are driving them up every year."
"Thirty million is enough to buy a bigger house, and if you eat, drink, and have sex, there's no money left."
"Tsk, that seems to be the case."
Ji Bu seemed to agree with this when he heard it. He narrowed the corners of Lin Kun's eyes and said naturally:
"However, judging from the current situation, let alone 30 million, three million is a problem, and 300 million is a fantasy."
"We still have to find another channel to make money quickly."
Intentionally or unintentionally.
Ji Bu led the way to Linkun to sell flour.
My brother Ali has been undercover with him for so long and has not come into contact with his flour selling route. He has been back for so long, so it is time to find out.
"Come on the street, what are you in a hurry for?"
Lin Kun straightened up, stretched, and exhaled: "I still have work in hand, but it's not the right time yet, so please slow down."
"Anyway, I'm about to retire now. When the time comes, I will leave the business in my hands to you."
His tone was a little higher, filled with immense pride:
"As long as you are brave enough to do it, when I take you on the road, let alone 30 million, you can earn 300 million at will. Can I treat you badly by doing things for me?"
"How much money does this bring?"
Ji Bu showed a surprised expression, full of interest: "What are you doing?"
"Sure."
Lin Kun just nodded: "But the market conditions outside are not very good now, and the inspections here on Hong Kong Island are strict, please wait."
He still didn't tell Ji Bu what to do.
in this way.
Ji Bu didn't want to dig deeper, otherwise the purpose would be too strong, so he nodded and said, "Take your time."
"right."
Lin Kun nodded in agreement: "Whether you have enough money or not depends on you. As long as you want to make money, I will definitely help you join the industry."
Speaking of which.
His eyes fell on Ji Bu, looking him up and down: "Not to mention, you are quite thoughtful behind my back now."
"I haven't even started making money yet, so I just want to think about my future."
He was talking about Ji Bu's request for Daxiong Accounting Company.
"ah?"
Ji Bu laughed and replied casually: "Didn't you teach me to be smart when doing things? It just so happens that this is an opportunity for Nobita, so just take it in your hands first."
"That's right."
Lin Kun did not feel that Ji Bu was unhappy by doing this. Instead, he expressed his affirmation in a very pertinent manner:
"It's good to have white gloves. You can use them at any time when needed, and you can get out at any time. You can figure it out yourself."
"That's okay."
Ji Bu was not polite and settled the matter directly: "Then I will go back and consolidate the Daxiong Accounting Company, get all the data, and transfer all the accounts in his hands to Sino-Ocean.
"
"I gave it to you as capital."
Lin Kun said angrily: "I, Lin Kun, look like an iron rooster? How can I open an accounting company and have no money?"
"Ha ha."
Ji Bu threw his head back and laughed.
The night before he was released from Stanley Prison, Ji Bu had already made his plan.
Daxiong Accounting Company, this is just the first step in Ji Bu's life plan.
Ji Bu thought he was not a great person, so he returned to the police force after performing an undercover mission?
His interest is not very great.
The reason why he carried out the undercover mission was the deal with Miao Zhihua, which was also his only chance and bargaining chip to get out of prison.
Of course.
These are all thoughts that he has had for a long time, and he never takes the initiative to say them out.
Not a moment.
There was a knock on the office door.
"coffee."
The front desk girl Xiaomei came in with two cups of coffee. Shi Shiran walked to the table and leaned over to put the coffee down:
"This cup has sugar, this cup is sugar-free, remember not to get the wrong one."
As you lean over, the hip-covering skirt outlines the plump buttocks curves, giving men the urge to go up and slap them.
"Thank you, little beauty."
Ji Bu bared his teeth and smiled, picked up the cup with sugar and took a sip: "The coffee brewed by the little beauty tastes better than the one brewed by Brother Kun."
"Push to the street!"
Lin Kun rolled his eyes angrily: "You still dislike the coffee I brewed. Most people don't have to drink it if they want to."
"That's right."
Xiaomei followed Lin Kun's words and complimented her a few words, then blinked her eyes and looked at Ji Bu, teasingly saying:
"Brother Abu, if you like to drink it, I can come to your house to make coffee for you in the evening."
"OK."
Ji Bu glanced at the tall and proud curves under Xiaomei's white shirt: "Then let me tell you first, I like milk-flavored ones."
An ordinary person, Xiao Mei, would have been angry and would have called the joke too greasy.
But I can't stand Ji Bu's identity.
A popular person in the eyes of the big boss, with a bright future and good looks and height, he is the best candidate for a boyfriend.
"Of course no problem."
Xiaomei didn't refuse and immediately agreed. After joking with them a few more times, she stepped on her high heels and went out.
"Brat!"
Lin Kun glanced at Xiaomei who was leaving, and did not forget to tell Ji Bu: "Want to drink coffee? Go to my house in the evening, and I will ask Ajun to make it for you."
"Let me tell you, Ajun never makes these things, but if you want to drink them, she must be very active."
When Ji Bu mentioned A-Jun, he was confused.
It's not that Ajun is bad.
Ah Jun was among the best in terms of appearance and height, but Ji Bu didn't want anything to happen between them.
"Brother Kun, don't you even look at how busy I am right now."
Ji Bu found a reason to refuse without hesitation: "Daxiong Accounting Company has just taken over, and there are a lot of things to deal with, and there are no professional manpower. I have a headache."
This is true.
Daxiong Accounting Company has changed hands, and I have a lot of things to deal with, so I am very busy.
"That's okay."
Lin Kun didn't say anything more when he heard this: "Then you should deal with the things at hand first. There will be a guest from abroad coming over in a few days. I will take you to show him and see him."
"What kind of guest are you? Such a grand gesture."
Ji Bu said casually: "Where did it come from?"
"From northern Myanmar."
Lin Kun rubbed his chin with his palm, raised his eyebrows and looked at the ceiling: "They are not guests, they should be said to be our competitors."
"They came here to find out the basics."
Northern Myanmar?
When Ji Bu heard this, he immediately thought of Lin Kun's flour business.
