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Chapter three hundred and sixteen funds are tight

I looked down the window, frowning. After An An took a shower, she put on her bathrobe and wiped her hair. She strolled out and saw me standing on the window sill. She cursed silently: "You are so stupid over there." What are you doing?"

"Daughter-in-law, someone has been to our room." I said quickly.

"Are you mentally ill? Why would anyone come into our house if they have nothing to do?"

"Look there are footprints on the air conditioner down there, and the window is open. I don't remember that I moved the window." I replied seriously.

"A few days ago, we were painting the walls in the lounge downstairs. Maybe the workers stepped on something. Don't act like you are being persecuted. There is nothing valuable in this room. Whoever comes in is doing it." An An said. Said with a roll of eyes.

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When I heard what An An said, I thought about it carefully. There was indeed nothing in my room. The rental receipt from the last time was no longer useful. No one would look for it again. Maybe I drank too much during this period and my brain was drunk. It was a little hard to use. I forgot to move the window. After thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure out 123. Just as An An was urging me to take a shower, I walked into the bathroom, took a shower, came out and fell asleep, temporarily I forgot about it

Noon the next day.

After I got up, I ate something and went to the loan company. Now I am so obsessed with this area. If I don't go for two days, I will feel as if grass has grown and I will be scratching my head and worrying.

When I arrived at the company, Lao Xian was already there.

"Damn it, you worked so late last night and you come here so early today, you have enough energy." I said teasingly.

"I have some personal matters." Lao Xian didn't even look at me and continued to poke at the computer.

"What's going on?" I sat in my seat and asked casually.

"Hey, Nan Nan, what do you think of me setting up a dating website?" Lao Xian said as he thought.

"Stop talking nonsense, okay? If you really have nothing to do, it's true that you can quickly bring some business to the company." I turned on the computer and looked at the public form, showing the mortgage situation in the past few days.

"Let me tell you, this matter is very maneuverable. The emergence of the Internet will inevitably affect traditional matchmaking companies. The matter of pulling red strings will usher in earth-shaking reforms. What do you think?" Okay, now that young men are very good at hooking up, I can’t use them as the main customer group. I’m going to start with second-hand old women, those who are divorced, widowed, and whose husbands are in jail. Anyway, from thirty years old and up. This is the best website for people under forty years old. I have already thought of a name for the website. It’s called Big Peony Network. It sounds domineering and looks like a holy place for broken shoes." Lao Xian explained excitedly. Your own unique creativity.

"Stop fucking, I'll arrest you again if I can't handle it, don't bother me, just go over there and get some ink." I said, being upset by him.

"It will definitely succeed, my sales will become my future work goal." The old fairy was already writing in ink. He muttered to himself for a while, and he got excited. He picked up the phone and started chatting on QQ on his mobile phone. I edited a message and sent it to Xiaoxiao. It read: "Daughter-in-law, I miss you and your colorful pants. I have a lunch break at noon. When you go home, I will make a fool of you."

"Didi."

Ten seconds later, a message came back, and it read: "When you get home, I will ask your dad to make a fool of you."

The old immortal looked down and felt that the other person's tone was wrong. When he looked at the note again, it was his mother, age 45, and he broke out in a cold sweat. The old immortal was silent for five seconds, and then the anxiety emerged again, and he replied with arrogance: " Mom, look at me talking to your daughter-in-law like this, is it okay?"

"You're about to get beaten."

"Mom, I'll bring you some fruit for lunch. I have pears here."

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I glanced sideways at the old immortal and asked, "What are you poking at over there?"

"Malleg B, I sent the wrong text message. I told my mother that I miss Xiaoxiao's colorful pants." The old fairy almost cried.

"Ha ha,."

Five seconds later, I burst out laughing

After chatting for an afternoon, I received a few phone calls from people who were interested in asking for loans, but after a few words, the other party would ask: "I have a lot of loans, can you do it?"

"How much is that approximately?" I asked weakly.

"A hundred bases."

"What collateral?"

"It must be a vehicle mortgage." The other party replied without hesitation.

"Oh, we can't do vehicle mortgage for the time being. The person who appraises it is not here." I gritted my teeth and refused.

"Haha, forget it then."

The other party would hang up the phone after talking to this point, and I was also very angry. It was not that there was no business, and there were people who were really willing to borrow funds from small loans, but we had no money, so we couldn't do such a large transaction or estimate it. Not here, it's just a helpless excuse, fuck the loan company, there are a few people who don't know how to evaluate the car price

Our publicity methods are relatively traditional, but very effective. There are three general directions: the first is to put advertisements on hand-delivered flyers, the second is to advertise in the morning newspapers and daily newspapers, and the third is to advertise in the middle advertising space of each newspaper. In the parking lot, send children to insert business cards on the windshield wipers.

We are already doing this kind of thing, and now the promotion method is effective, but our financial problem is still the same as before. We only have so little money on hand, and we have no spare funds to win over new customers.

Only now do I realize what Dai Pangpang said: I just want to set up a loan company with a few million. I really think this is a bit naive. A profit of more than 100,000 a month, for us, In fact, even if it is even, because there are too many people under our control, the rent is not low, and the entertainment expenses are countless. In the end, the remaining net profit is divided among us, so each of us cannot make much.

I was thinking about it while getting angry, and I was about to order a meal and have a simple bite, but unexpectedly, Lao Xiang called me.

"What are you doing?" Lao Xiang asked.

"I'm at the company and just wanted to have a bite to eat." I replied casually.

"If you're fine, come home and eat." Lao Xiang has been really neglected by me recently. I haven't been home for a long time.

I thought for a moment, squeaked my eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, what do you want to eat? I'll buy some."

"Let's have hot pot, it's convenient." Lao Xiang said with a smile.

"Okay."

I responded, hung up the phone, put on my clothes, and asked Lao Xian if he wanted to go with me. He said no. He also went home for dinner in the evening. Then I contacted An An again. Who knew she I've already returned to Haiyang, and I'm organizing the girls to pay for first-season work clothes, so I don't have time to go.

In the end, I had no choice but to drive by myself, go to the supermarket, buy a lot of things in big and small bags, and then rush home.

In Lao Xiang's room in my small courtyard, the two of us sat at the table, and by the dim light, we began to put mutton and seafood into the pot.

It's so cold in this house that I'm even shivering even though I'm wearing a down jacket. We don't have community heating here because there's no community at all. Each household installs its own small boiler and then buys coal to burn it. To put it bluntly, this is called burning a stove.

"Why don't I give you the money to buy coal? You're done with the trouble again." I looked sideways at Lao Xiang and asked with a frown.

"I was alone. I went to bed right after I came back and covered myself with quilt. I didn't feel how cold it was." Lao Xiang held the mutton in his hands and stuffed it into his mouth hungrily.

"Lao Xiang, your son has made it this far because God has opened his eyes and realized that I have an unknown father. He has given me some opportunities and a lot of luck. Now that our conditions are better, you can play with me. Two, just play two, lose some money, I admit it, but you just don’t go bankrupt because of me.” I don’t know why, when I talk to Lao Xiang, I always like to keep it secret. Say it with a straight face.

"Su Daya and I jointly opened a motorcycle repair shop. You don't have to worry about it. I can support myself by myself." Lao Xiang was silent for a long time, took another bite, and said expressionlessly.

"Repair shop..." I was stunned for a moment, and after reacting for a long time, I asked puzzledly: "When did you fix it?"

"It's been half a year since I was born. I had it done after I was discharged from the hospital." Lao Xiang said still lightly.

"You invested all the money I gave you here." I asked in shock.

"It took a while. I've been a prostitute to Xiaomei for so many years. I'm not used to it, so I contributed some of it to her." Lao Xiang also said shamelessly.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I pursed my lips and asked with dry eyes. The main reason why I had such a big reaction was that I was really surprised.

"I'm almost fifty, why do I have to say hello to you?" Lao Xiang glanced at me and said angrily.

"After all these years, you finally thought about your son." I gritted my teeth and said while still controlling the expression on my face.

"Maybe I'm really old and can't take the trouble anymore. You should work hard and behave like a human being. Don't be like me. When you walk out of your own yard, people will point their fingers at you and scold you." Lao Xiang sighed. With a sound, he gritted his teeth and drank half a glass of white wine.

"Otherwise, please stop doing it." I whispered.

"My body is broken. I really don't know when I will die. Just come back and see if you are fine. Let's eat." Lao Xiang said slowly.

I grabbed the chopsticks with stiff hands, my throat was blocked, and I didn’t know what to say for a moment.


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