Zhong Jiawei was dumbfounded. She had never seen so much money in her life, and she had never heard of it.
The last time Jiang Zhihao had more than 10 million in her bank card, she already thought it was an unimaginable amount, but now she heard that Tan Junda had earned 40 million in one fell swoop, and she suddenly felt like her breathing was suspended.
Looking at Jiang Zhihao with a shocked face, Zhong Jiawei asked expectantly and nervously: "Then, how much did you earn?"
"In terms of compensation alone, I will get back more than 16 million yuan including principal and interest. However, the red envelopes given to me by a group of them are also 5 million yuan, which adds up to a little over 20 million yuan." Jiang Zhihao replied.
Zhong Jiawei can no longer walk. She only has one thought in her mind now: is she dreaming?
A few months ago, the family was quarreling over the tuition fees for their daughter’s kindergarten, but now they have made 20 million!
Let’s not talk about the past, just talk about the present. The profit of the fruit shop is five to six thousand a day, and the income of one million a year is enough to surprise her. But compared with Jiang Zhihao’s income, what is it?
Even if it maintains this level of popularity, so what if it doubles to a daily net income of over 10,000 yuan? Isn’t it still only 3.65 million yuan a year? It will take at least six or seven years to earn that much.
How many six or seven years are there in life? Besides, it is difficult for a fruit shop to maintain such popularity all the time. Just like a pedestrian street, when Jiang Zhihao first started doing it, he could easily make a profit of three to four thousand a day, but with more people waiting for competition,
Now the average income from a stall is a few hundred, which is pretty good.
So 20 million is enough to shock Zhong Jiawei to the point where she can't even speak.
Seeing his wife like this, Jiang Zhihao smiled and said: "Don't be too surprised. Making money is not as difficult as you think. It's just that most people have trouble because they find the wrong way. It's like gold buried underground.
If you don’t have the right tools and don’t know how to dig, even having a mountain of gold is useless.”
Everyone knows the truth, but there are so many poor people in the world, which proves that it is not easy to find the right way.
However, Zhong Jiawei did not stay idle for too long. After all, Jiang Zhihao had already received more than 10 million from selling paintings before. Although this time the income was more than the last time, it made her, who had already suffered a psychological shock,
Easier to adapt to.
The main reason why I didn't say anything was because I felt a little panicked because my family suddenly had so much money.
At the same time, Zhong Jiawei still has a bit of inferiority complex.
What should I do if my husband makes so much money? Compared with him, I am as inconspicuous as dust on the ground.
As the two of them walked towards the banquet hall, Peng Laoliu was complaining to Zhong Wenxing at the wine table: "You don't know how disgusting those capital groups are, and the compensation is more than 10,000 yuan per square meter! Grandma's, I
What a waste! These people know how to bully the common people!"
When Peng Laoliu's house was sold to Jiang Zhihao and his friends, he even came to the Zhong family to borrow and repay the money to show off.
Now he was shouting that he was at a loss, and Shao Hailan curled his lips next to him and said, "Why didn't you say you were at a loss when you came here last time? You were as happy as if you had won five million. They signed the contract with you in black and white, and you said
Isn’t it bullshit to bully you?”
"What do you know!" Peng Laoliu said angrily: "Those rich people must have known the news a long time ago, so they came to buy a house. Otherwise, who would go to the shanty town and take it out?