Today, Peng Bo shouldn't be on duty, but Lao Li, who has been focusing on buying a house these days, has to go to a real estate fair to recruit a temporary helper. Peng Bo is a newcomer and has no worries about raising a family, so he was taken over by Lao Li.
Li La came to do duty for him.
What is indispensable for financial newspapers is newspapers. Peng Bo was bored and flipping through various newspapers, real estate, buying a house, housing provident fund... almost every newspaper contained information related to housing.
"Xiao Peng, why are you on duty?" Hearing the voice, Peng Bo stood up immediately. Master Jiang Yiying had appeared in front of the door, "Isn't Lao Li on duty today?"
"He went to see the properties. He has been crazy these days." In line with the shrewdness and calculation of Shanghai men, Lao Li has been carrying two things in his pocket these days, both of which are small notebooks to write down various properties at any time.
For information, one is a calculator, which can calculate the figures for each property at any time.
"He went to see the house again." Jiang Yiying's voice was very low, and the corners of her eyes were a little red. As a journalist who is usually very busy and sometimes works overtime on weekends, it is rare that she is free this weekend. She should be at home with her at this time.
child's.
"It's okay, you sit down, I'll go to the office." Jiang Yiying lowered her head and walked towards the office.
Peng Bo sat down and could only continue to flip through the newspaper. His hand suddenly shook. An eye-catching trial forced him to pay attention.
In the photo, standing in the dock is the old man who later stood up from adversity in his seventies to look at the old man.
"Master, master,..." Peng Bo quickly walked back to his office with the newspaper, "Look..."
The door was pushed open, and Jiang Yiying stood up from the chair in a panic. Peng Bo was stunned. She was holding a handkerchief in her hand, and she seemed to be wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"master……"
Jiang Yiying turned away in embarrassment, and after a while she turned back again, "It's okay, Xiao Peng, what's wrong?" She saw the newspaper in Peng Bo's hand.
"It's okay, it's okay." Peng Bo was also a little embarrassed. He didn't want to stay or leave, but looking at this master who was like his mother and sister, he decided to ask, "Master, what's the matter?"
Jiang Yiying looked at him, bit her lip and lowered her head. She slowly sat down at the desk, "There is something going on at home."
"Can I help?"
"You?" Jiang Yiying looked at him, "It's hard to help." Her tone was still very low, and her expression was a little depressed, "Well, every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite..."
Perhaps she was feeling depressed and wanted to find someone to talk to, or perhaps she regarded this apprentice as her own relative. After staying for a while, Jiang Yiying poured out her grievances.
She is from a rural area in northern Jiangsu. After graduating from Danfu University, she stayed in Shanghai. Her partner taught at Donghua University. Such a family is fine in Shanghai, but the only drawback is that she has lived with her parents-in-law under the same roof for a long time.
There is a queue to be allocated a house in the university, and there has been no movement at the newspaper office. The couple decided to buy a house, but with their income and savings, there is still a gap of 100,000 yuan. Northern Jiangsu is very poor, and parents in rural areas cannot provide help.
When discussing with my parents-in-law, there seemed to be a quarrel, so I could only hide in the work unit and cry alone.
Now that the topic is open, Jiang Yiying no longer hides it, "Xiao Peng, you still need to have a house of your own. Even if it is forty square meters or fifty square meters, you still have to have a space of your own..."
Living with his parents-in-law for a long time, it is impossible to touch the rim of the pot with a spoon. A daughter-in-law from out of town will also have to suffer when she marries in Shanghai. Peng Peng did not expect that a reporter from a dignified national news agency would also have the ups and downs.
"Master, please wait a moment." Peng Bo put the newspaper on the table, opened his drawer, took out something and hurriedly came out.
Next to the newspaper office was China Construction Bank. He hurried to the counter and said, "Withdraw 100,000 yuan."
In 1998, there was no concept of credit cards. You could only use passbooks to deposit and withdraw money. "Withdrawing so much, do you want to buy a house?" There was a fat aunt in her forties at the counter, staring at Peng Bo with a smile.
It seems that a large amount of money withdrawn these days has been used to buy a house.
"Yes." Peng Bo panted, "If you don't buy a house now, you will regret it in the future."
"Oh," the fat aunt was operating, looking at Peng Bo from the corner of her eyes from time to time, "young people have a house and it's easy to find a partner. Where do you work?"
"Newspaper office." Peng Bo waited patiently and tried his best to answer her questions. When he ran out of the bank quickly with a pile of money wrapped in newspapers, the fat aunt behind him was still shouting, "Is it the financial newspaper?"
A financial newspaper is not a financial newspaper, and it is even less likely to print money, just like the money in a bank is not yours. When Peng Bo put the newspaper bag on the table, Jiang Yiying was stunned.
"What's this?"
"Master, don't worry, I have the money here." Peng Bo stared at Jiang Yiying as calmly as possible.
"How can I use your money?" It was as thick as a brick. Jiang Yiying couldn't help but read the newspaper a few more times, but firmly refused.
"Master, take it first, and then pay it back to me when you have the money." Peng Bo looked sincere.
"Where did you get so much money?" Jiang Yiying was surprised. A young man who rented an apartment in Guangchang refused to find a house near his unit just to save a few dollars on rent. How could he come up with 100,000 yuan at once?
Money coming?
This is equivalent to his salary for nearly five years!
"I," Peng Bo had already thought of an idea on the way back, "I earned it from stock trading in college. Master, don't worry, you know what I am like."
It is clear. If it is not clear, Jiang Yiying dares to call the police now!
I also speculate in stocks, but being accustomed to writing financial reports does not mean that I am a stock market expert. I never thought that my apprentice could have such a big hand.
Jiang Yiying was a little moved, "At your age, you also want to buy a house," Jiang Yiying hesitated, but Peng Bo stopped talking, grabbed the paper bag and forced it into her hand, "Master, I still have some, don't worry, no
It will affect it.”
"By the way, master, I want to write a report about real estate."
"Okay, I support it. Let's go find Lao Bao together tomorrow." Jiang Yiying didn't know what she was talking about. She only felt that her hands were heavy, but her heart felt much brighter. She borrowed money from relatives and friends, but couldn't borrow a few cents.
, I didn’t expect that my apprentice would help me a lot.
…
The night gradually darkened, and in the afternoon, Old Bao also came back, and then left again.
Now, everyone in Shanghai is buying a house, and people in the workplace are also talking about buying a house. The editor-in-chief who originally wanted to buy a car has yet to see a new car.
"Peng Bo."
Lu Yusen's voice came from the empty corridor, and Peng Bo stood up, "Here, here."
Lu Yusen looked back at Yan Ning and Wu Qianyu, "Okay, we thought you weren't here."
Wu Qianyu kept looking at the newspaper office, but Yan Ning did not look around. Her face was always calm, as if there was no trace of fireworks.
She finally decided to go to the Microsoft Research Institute in Beijing to take a look. Over in Seattle, Peng Bo did not rush to answer. Microsoft had drawn up a very huge business plan. However, under China's current laws and conditions, according to Peng Bo's existing
It is difficult to make a difference with manpower and material resources.
"Didn't you say you had something to say?" Yan Ning asked as he watched Peng Bo arrange for Lu Yusen to buy KFC.