Feng Lin smiled and raised his eyebrows, "You still have face, do you dare not listen to Mr. Zhao?"
"you……"
Zhang Yinli slammed the table.
"Feng Lin, this is your fault. After all, I am the elder."
Zhao Congming's voice also became stern.
Mu Ran has been sitting here, looking down at his phone.
In fact, she hopes that her sister will marry the person she likes.
But her mother is usually too powerful and she doesn't dare to refute.
"Sit down, it's time to have something to eat. Anyway, someone is treating you."
Feng Lin glanced at Mu Xiaoyu and said with a smile.
Mu Xiaoyu nodded and sat next to Feng Lin.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Chongming's smile became even stronger. It seemed that the relationship between the two was not shallow.
"Brother Feng Lin, what's your job now?" Zhao Congming asked with a smile.
"I help people get goods." Feng Lin replied.
Zhang Yinli smiled disdainfully and boasted that she was a company employee before.
It turns out that he is just a salesman, which is no different from her husband.
To put it bluntly, it's just hard work.
"Stop doing it, it won't last long. The cleaners in my company have five insurances and one housing fund."
Zhao Congming said calmly, "Of course, security guards can do it, it's just a matter of words from me."
"Thank you, Xiao Zhao! I really took advantage of you!"
Zhang Yinli said immediately from the side.
"How much is the salary? Money is the most practical."
Feng Lin saw that the food was almost ready, picked up his chopsticks and asked.
"The monthly salary is 4,500, including food and accommodation." Zhao Congming said.
"Too little, I won't go."
Feng Lin started to eat heavily.
"It's true that manual work pays well, but it takes a toll on your health," Zhao Chongming said with a smile.
"The main reason is that it's too low. It's not much more than my change."
Feng Lin smiled and shrugged.
"Your fraction? Feng Lin, you will die if you don't brag!" Zhang Yinli said sternly.
"Haha, that's awesome. Four thousand and five thousand is just a fraction, so your salary can't be twenty or thirty thousand a month?"
Zhao Chongming smiled sarcastically.
"It seems that your layout is not good? If you say less, at least multiply it by two."
Feng Lin didn't lie to anyone. He now has tens of millions in his hands, which he keeps in current accounts in the bank.
I made more than 2,000 yuan a day.
Even if it's two thousand, that's still sixty thousand a month.
"Hahaha! I'm laughing so hard, Xiaoyu, how on earth did you fall in love with this kind of man?"
Zhao Chongming couldn't bear it any longer. This man was too pretentious.
Zhang Yinli also covered her face, she was indeed shameless and invincible.
"You earn 50,000 to 60,000 yuan a month, ten months a year, and you earn 50,000 to 600,000 yuan. With this kind of money, do you still drive a Wuling Hongguang?"
Zhao Congming asked disdainfully.
"Who told you that this is the only car I have?" Feng Lin asked while eating.
"Damn it! You are going to heaven! If I don't give you a blow, I really don't know how high the sky is!"
Zhao Chongming was angered by Feng Lin. He immediately took out his mobile phone, opened the balance of his mobile phone, and looked at Feng Lin's face, "Count! How many!"
Zhang Yinli immediately stood up, lay down in front of the phone, and looked at the series of numbers.
"This is... 3.4 million!"
Zhang Yinli was shocked. If she was given one million, she would almost be able to enjoy her old age comfortably in the village.
He is indeed a rich man.
"Let me tell you, this is just my deposit. I have already bought a house in Yun City."
Zhao Chongming continued, "Including real estate and BMW cars, I have at least seven million. The key is..."
Having said this, he paused for a moment and pointed at himself, "The key is that I am only thirty-five years old! My career is still on the rise!"
"hiss!"
Zhang Yinli took a breath, she was indeed rich.
Seven million, she never dared to think about it in her life.
As Zhao Chongming said, I am still young.
"Feng Lin! Apologize to Xiao Zhao immediately and get out of here! You're rubbish. Xiao Zhao has said so many words to you, and it's all a compliment to you!"
Zhang Yinli stood up and grabbed Mu Xiaoyu to prevent her from leaving.
"Don't worry, I haven't looked at the balance of this brother with an annual salary of 500,000 to 600,000 yuan."
Zhao Congming said angrily, "Now even if I deposit money in the bank, I can check the information on my mobile phone. Please let me wash my eyes."
"That's it! Feng Lin, aren't you so powerful? Take it out and let me count it."
Zhang Yinli also followed suit.
"My savings are not very large, but they are a little more than yours."
Feng Lin smiled and took out his mobile phone.
"Haha! I now suspect that there is something wrong with your brain. If you show it and see, you are better than me, I will call you daddy!"
Zhao Congming said sharply.
"That's what you said."
Feng Lin put his phone on the table, entered his password, and entered his phone balance.
After that, a large series of numbers appeared on the phone.
When Mu Xiaoyu saw it, he just glanced at it casually and opened his mouth in shock.
There are more than 40 million here.
She was not shocked that Feng Lin had so much money.
Because he is Xu Ruoying's husband, Feng Lin must have a share in the company's shares.
He has money, which is normal.
Mu Xiaoyu was shocked that Feng Lin had so much private money.
I remember Xu Ruoying said before that men will become bad when they have money.
So he kept his private money to one or two hundred.
If you need to spend money, you can ask for it, but you must explain what you will use the money for.
Mu Xiaoyu was considering whether to go back and file a complaint.
"Hey, I didn't expect that my balance is indeed a little more than yours." Feng Lin turned the phone over with a smile, "It's only one digit more than yours."
"You blow..."
Zhao Congming was just about to taunt when he was stunned by this large series of numbers.
Zhang Yinli next to her also looked at the phone with disdain.
She was immediately confused by this series of numbers.
This is... more than 40 million!
She rubbed her eyes hard, fearing that she had seen wrongly.
But it is indeed 40 million.
Zhao Chongming looked a little pale. Could it be that he had met a rich second generation?
In fact, he was bragging when he said his assets were seven million.
His house was not fully paid for, so he only paid a down payment of 400,000 yuan, and it would take thirty years to repay it.
I also paid a down payment of 150,000 yuan for the BMW car and paid the loan for three years.
If I really want the full payment, the more than three million in my hand will basically be gone.
But Feng Lin actually...
Mu Ran, who was sitting here eating, also stood up in shock, tilted his head and looked at the balance.
She felt that there were too many numbers and she kept counting incorrectly.
"Haha... Well, Feng... Young Master Feng, it's because I have blind eyes and don't recognize Mount Tai."
Zhang Yinli was so frightened that she trembled even as she spoke.
Forty million, can the person holding forty million in his hand be an ordinary person?
If you deposit 40 million in the bank and earn interest, you will die from it.
It turns out that my daughter’s friend is such a powerful person.
Although Zhao Chongming was about to pee with fright, his face was still very calm, "Haha, it's only 40 million, it's not like I can't make money."
"That's right. You are only thirty-five and still young." Feng Lin smiled and nodded.
"Yes, this is the difference between the two of us. If you have money, you will be a rich second generation at best, and your money will only get less and less."
Zhao Chongming pointed at himself proudly, "But I am a rich generation, and my money will only become more and more."
"Well said, call me daddy first..."
Feng Lin originally wanted to chat with this person again, but his phone suddenly rang.
It was a string of garbled characters, so it was naturally Liu Nian’s phone number.
He stood up and said, "Go out and take a call. I'll call you later."
Mu Xiaoyu saw Feng Lin coming out and followed him out. Zhang Yinli didn't stop him this time.
Feng Lin just walked out of the private room and found an acquaintance.
