The monthly turnover has exceeded ten digits, which is indeed remarkable.
I want to do this in business.
It's hell difficulty.
Even for many real estate properties, the monthly sales revenue is less than one billion.
Zhang Youjie really didn't understand the field of online games, and this figure was indeed beyond his expectation. After that, he never picked up his job again, and kept his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.
Lin Bing was not affected.
He was eating and drinking all the time.
After eating, I tidied up.
The four of them returned to the living room and sat down, and Lin Xi made another pot of tea.
Lin Bing sat carelessly next to Zhang Youjie, took out the cigarette in his pocket and wanted to light it.
Lin Xi suddenly turned her head and looked at him. She didn't say anything, just looked at him.
Lin Bing, who picked up the lighter, noticed his daughter's gaze and sighed. He could only put down the cigarette, pick up the tea cup and drink tea.
When my wife was still alive, she said that smoking was not good for the children and she should not smoke.
OK.
But now the children have grown up.
I'm too embarrassed to smoke.
Lin Bing shook his head, with a smile on his face, then gently put down the teacup, looked at Lin Xi opposite, and suddenly asked: "Xiaoxi, are you tired?"
"...You don't need to care."
Lin Xi took a sip of tea and said expressionlessly: "If you really think I'm tired, then go back and take charge of the overall situation."
"Okay, then I will go back tomorrow to scare Xiaoxiao."
Lin Bing nodded in agreement, twitching the corner of his mouth, and finally looked a little like a father: "These old people who follow me are nostalgic and don't want their huge family property to be sold off. I can understand it. But I can't do it if you want to do it.
It’s understandable. I already said that I would sell all the land, and yet I’m still playing Tai Chi with you. It’s really a bit too much.”
"As long as you know."
Lin Xi pursed her lips and put down the teacup beside her mouth.
"...So when do you call me daddy? I haven't heard you call me daddy for a long time."
But Lin Bingshuai failed within a minute.
He rubbed his hands and looked at his two daughters expectantly.
"……do the washing up!"
Lin Xi stood up directly, let go of Lin Yao's hand, turned around and walked into the kitchen.
Lin Bing smiled helplessly.
The eldest daughter still blames herself.
no way.
He could only turn his expectant eyes to the younger Lin Yao.
"Dad! Is it okay?"
Lin Yao said angrily.
"Hey, it's better to be a little girl." Lin Bing immediately laughed, stood up, sat next to Lin Yao, and gently pressed her head.
"I'm talking about you."
Lin Yao glanced at her father with some helplessness: "You know how hard your sister is working so hard, why are you still running around? Can't you go back and run Linmu Financial Holdings well? No matter it's transformation or whatever you do, you can get twice the result with half the effort here, why can't you
How about settling down? You are no longer young..."
"I'm your dad. Why are you preaching to me after you call me dad..."
Lin Bing put down his hand and wanted to get a cigarette again, but finally saw his little daughter sitting next to him and held back.
"Not preaching, just reminding."
"...Okay, I'll try my best to correct it." Lin Bing took a sip of tea.
Lin Yao looked at her father who had no sincerity and shook her head. But when she turned around, she found that Zhang Youjie across from him was hesitant to speak. He seemed to want to say something, but Lin Bing glanced at him and finally swallowed his words.
Went back.
"What do you want to say? Uncle Zhang?"
Lin Yao frowned slightly, feeling a little strange.
Zhang Youjie smiled and was about to speak.
Lin Bing suddenly looked back in the direction of the kitchen, and suddenly interrupted: "Xiao Zhang, take it out and sign it quickly while Sister Xiaoyao is not here."
Zhang Youjie nodded, then pulled out a stack of something that looked like a contract from the bag beside him and handed it to Lin Bing.
Lin Bing took it, then turned it to the end, spread it out on the table in front of Lin Yao, and at the same time took a pen and handed it to the curious Lin Yao.
"What is this? Uncle Zhang, I just thought you were going to take out another wad of money from your bag and give it to me..."
Lin Yao took the pen, looked at Zhang Youjie with a little curiosity, and made a complaint.
When Zhang Youjie heard this, he was a little embarrassed: "At that time, I just had some money, and I was a little too rich, and I didn't know what you little girls liked... so I could only give you money. I scolded your grandma at that time, and now
Not anymore."
Lin Yao was a little funny: "Giving money to someone who doesn't know what you like?"
Zhang Youjie: "This is all I can think of, otherwise you can't let your uncle buy you clothes, right? How embarrassing for a grown man to go to a women's clothing store..."
Lin Yao: "..."
It's quite a face-saving thing.
"So what is this?"
Lin Yao lowered her head again and looked at the files on the desktop.
"Nothing, just sign it."
Zhang Youjie glanced at Lin Bing and said.
"Yes, you just need to sign your name, and you don't have to worry about anything else." Lin Bing also chimed in next to him.
The two of them began to coax Lin Yao to sign like they were coaxing children.
Lin Yao glanced at the two uncles who were over fifty years old and was speechless: "Are you fooling the children?"
Say it.
She picked up the open document and took a look at it.
After a while.
She raised her head and frowned at Lin Bing, her father: "What is this?"
What is the file.
Lin Yao already knew.
Share Transfer Agreement.
Lin Bing wanted to transfer all the shares of Linmu Financial Holdings he held to her.
But Lin Yao knew what it was, but didn't know what he meant.
Lin Bing smiled and said: "I'll give you two sisters' family property. You have grown up. In the future, if your sister is too tired, or can't hold on, or encounters any problems, then you can sell these shares. After a while,
The bank probably won't push too hard, and LMU Financial Holdings can slow down, and the shares are still worth some money. In short, you can do whatever you want."
Lin Yao was stunned for a moment, then said in confusion: "No, aren't you afraid that your sister will hate you for the rest of her life? She worked hard to sew and patch things up to keep Lin Mu Financial Control alive, what do you mean now to ask me to sell it... Also
, you can transfer it to your sister, but what are you doing to me?"
"Your sister has a stubborn personality and will definitely not let go in the end. Even though she doesn't have a good attitude towards me, the only thing she cares about most besides you is me. She is unwilling to throw away the family property I left behind, even if she dies.
Even if I hold on, I won’t be able to.”
Lin Bing shook his head, and then chuckled: "After my influence is eliminated, the crisis of Linmu Financial Holdings will be temporarily lifted. Without the pressure from the bank, many people will be more active. Your sister has feelings for Linmu Financial Holdings. If you choose
It’s too hard to hold on. I’ve been working hard for half my life. I just want your grandma and two daughters to live a good life. It’s not necessary. Of course... If you want to choose another path, I won’t object. After all,
You look like me."
"..."
Lin Yao frowned and looked at the man in front of her, always feeling that his words revealed a lot of information.
What is influence elimination?
What is crisis relief?
Could it be that the crisis of LMU Financial Holdings is still related to him?
Lin Yao looked at her father and fell into deep thought.
Lin Bing looked slightly dazed when he looked at his daughter who was frowning slightly.
But he quickly came to his senses.
"Don't think so much, just think of it as a gift from dad to you and your sister."
Lin Bing raised his hand, gently pressed Lin Yao's little head, and then said softly: "After all, my daughter has grown up."