In the car, Gao Leng answers a few phone calls, including a call from Datang company to invite him to a restaurant, a call from KMM company to inquire about underwear enterprises, and a call from the well-known kaiyao group in China to directly inquire about whether it is possible to merge a bakery.
These are the first batch of enterprises that have just smelled the smell of money and focused on domestic enterprises with relatively good performance. Like Mr. Li, they focused on the heat.
Generally speaking, most artists investment companies invest in media companies. After all, they are in a business. However, none of Gao Leng's companies invest in media companies, which is even rarer. Especially in bakeries, the popularity of Diba is visible, and several major domestic listed catering companies are ready to move.
Gao Leng, the underwear company of rice grains and boxes, will enthusiastically agree to have a meal with each other and have a chat, while in Diba's bakery, Gao Leng declined.
If he agrees with Mr. Li, he will not care about the gains and losses, that is, he will make one or two hundred million less.
"I think humans have a very cruel dividing line." Diba sighed and pointed out the window. It's more than ten o'clock now. There are a lot of people at the bus stop, most of them are young people carrying computer bags or backpacks. Their clothes are very good, but they are tired and numb. This road is a well-known office street in the imperial capital. There are countless companies in the towering buildings, and there are countless lattices in each company. There are countless young people who hope to have a firm foothold in the imperial capital.
"Look at them, they can get between two or three thousand and twelve thousand yuan a month. Tens of millions are of one grade, tens of thousands of yuan a month is of another grade. In their opinion, it's very difficult for them to earn tens of millions a year. I used to think it's very difficult for me to earn, but after seeing you..." Diba looked at Gao Leng enviously: "ah, Mr. Gao, you are not of the same class as us at all. You belong to another circle."
"The 28 rule." Gao sneered and looked at the people on the platform. Just as deba said, human beings do have a cruel dividing line: "80% of the wealth in the world is in the hands of 20%
The richer people are, the easier they are to make money and get opportunities, while it is extremely difficult for those without money to rise.
"But in fact, as long as people have food, clothing and housing, it's just fine. Contentment is always happiness." Diba shook his head after saying this: "no, now the price of the imperial capital is so high, the three words of having a house have to be removed, otherwise most people can't do it."
There are opportunities, many people know.
For example, artists buy new companies, then use their enthusiasm to hype, and then sell them to listed companies at a high price. This process is not difficult, relatively simple, but even if you know how? If you don't have the strength and financial resources to do it, then this opportunity can only be given to those who have assets to do it, and this money can only be left to those who have assets to earn.
What can ordinary people do?
When you see the new company in the hands of artists selling to listed companies, you buy a lot of stocks and wait for the stocks to rise. Unfortunately, after rising for a period of time, artists will sell their stocks.
Most ordinary people are locked up, cut leeks, can make money is always a few.
It's just like the food chain. Gao Leng stands at the top of the food chain. When he finishes eating, he leaves some dregs for you to grab.
"I couldn't match them before." Gao Leng looks at the people on the platform.
This group of tired and weak young people who work late at night to go home are the most enviable people of gaoleng in the past: they are the proud children of college.
Now, Gao Leng stands at a very different height. In the financial circle, every few years there will be one or two myths, which appear in newspapers and magazines and in the worship eyes of many young people in the Empire. Gao Leng is undoubtedly creating myths.
"Well?" Deba can't understand Gao Leng. In her opinion, isn't Gao Zong a graduate of a famous university?
"Nothing." Gao Leng stopped talking and fell into silence: "I'm just homesick."
I want to go back to my hometown to have a look. In fact, I wanted to go back to my hometown a long time ago, but I was afraid to go back. Gao Leng didn't know what he was afraid of. Was he afraid to see the graveyard before his rebirth, or those relatives who didn't lend money to him after his parents died?
What's your posture? With what mentality to go back?
"If you want to go home, go home and have a look. After being busy for a while, I will go back to Xinjiang to eat grapes." Said Diba.
Ding Dong, Gao Leng's mobile phone rings, and Mr. Li's voice comes: Mr. Gao, I just communicated with my team and asked them to work an extra night shift. Well, at 9:30 tomorrow morning, I'll visit you in your office and we'll discuss the contract.
It's a soothing voice, and it's obviously a little bit alcoholic.
"In fact, don't worry. It's ten o'clock now. If you take out the contract early tomorrow morning, don't your employees have to work overtime all night?" Gao Leng looks at the time and the group of people on the platform.
So many bus stops, with the driving of vehicles, pass so many platforms from the front, are full of people, most of the late comers are working overtime."No, no, No Mr. Li chuckled: "Mr. Gao, your bakery has been hot for such a long time. Do a lot of listed companies want to buy it? What if it's taken away? That's settled. The contract will come out tonight. I'll come to you with the contract tomorrow. "
"Good." Gao Leng said.
If the project is successful, this wave of teams will usually get bonus, and overtime work is not in vain. It's just that the two eight rule in the world is so cruel. In the same project, one or two people always account for 80% of the profits, while the rest of the group will share the remaining 20%.
This is the way things are.
When manager Li hung up, she couldn't help laughing. As soon as she came in, she kicked off her high-heeled shoes. She also called the team and ordered them to work overtime in the evening. Before 7:30 in the morning, she sent the contract text to her team for review.
After all this, Li Zong's face was a little tired. She took off her clothes and showed her white body.
The young woman's body is different from that of the young girl's. It's well maintained, but it doesn't look as strong as the young girl's body. It's just the feeling of white and soft meat.
I went straight to the bathroom. After a shower, Li always came out with body milk. It was very expensive to buy. When she was 28 years old, she could not use bad things, especially the maintenance.
Without her husband's moistening, the moistening of skin care products is even more important.
Even in private places, she has carried out maintenance.
Compared with the girl who doesn't even use sunscreen when she goes out, Li always lives a very delicate life. She carefully rubs her body lotion on any part of her body. The pure natural fragrance of flowers permeates the whole room. When she lies on the bed, she naturally separates her legs. She picks up a bottle of personal care products and gently rubs them.
As a delicate woman, it's not only the body and face that need to be maintained, but also the most important parts.
Rub it. Rub it.
After drinking the wine, her face was already flushed, and her thoughts were hazy at night. When her soft fingers were doing some maintenance, LiZong's face showed a delicate look. She closed her eyes slightly and shook her lips.
His chest heaved up and down, and he was short of breath.
Involuntarily, her legs muscles tightened and her body twisted.
"Ah, Mr. Gao is really handsome, and he looks so strong..." He said softly, with a trace of desire in his mouth, and then sighed, "I'm really miserable."
It's really hard.
It's not easy for couples who have been dating since college to get married, and it's rare for them to start a business together and succeed after getting married.
Mr. Li originally had a life that everyone envied: her husband was in love for the first time, her career was brilliant, and she planned to have a baby. As a result, her husband went out unexpectedly.
What a surprise.
In the half year when her husband died, Mr. Li was silent and needed sleeping pills every night. Only when he devoted himself to work, could he feel more comfortable.
Her husband's death brings her happiness, both in mind and body.
It's said that women are like tigers in their thirties. After her husband left, Li Zong, 28, was really eager in the dead of night. Maybe this kind of desire accumulated together, which made her look very sexy.
No matter how introverted you are, there is a need.
Li Zong got up from the bed and opened the box. There was a rectangular black plastic box in the box. After opening, there was a black flannel bag. Take it out of the bag, a long, thick one.
Female adult toys.
You know.
Zizizi, the toy vibrated.
Mr. Li also made a voice of desire and satisfaction. Drinking is the most provocative. Although he doesn't have the great physical and psychological satisfaction of his husband, he can solve some problems.
One after another in the room, suppressed and low voice in the last five minutes, suddenly stopped.
Li always full face flushed, and angrily stopped action, a look.
"Me!" Li Zong is more and more annoyed and angry to throw the toy to the ground, not so much to throw it to the ground, as to smash it to the ground, but it doesn't get rid of him.
"Next time I must buy one that can be used while charging!" Li was about to cry. He kicked his legs on the bed and rolled left and right again. He yelled and beat the quilt.
For Li Zong, the most painful thing is that when there is a demand, the toy has no electricity.
And the most painful thing is to solve the demand to the critical moment, the toy has no electricity.
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