Chapter 1478

"How dare you know him? It's incredible!" Mu Shuang gasped.

"My parents have many friends. Uncle Zhou is my mother's college classmate. She also has a classmate who is very good at Wall Street, uncle Han. They are all very good."

Mu Shuang looked envious.

She doesn't have many friends.

When I was a child, people around me didn't think her mother was easy to mess with and didn't want to be friends with her.

When she grew up, she thought it was fun to make money, so she focused on making money. Plus the authenticity of her friends in the entertainment industry, she didn't know how to distinguish between true and false, so she simply stayed away!

"What about you? What about your money?" Jinbao looked curious.

"Deposit in the bank!"

"Did I hear you right? Deposit in the bank? The bank only has a few points of interest! You have to invest your money! Money begets money, can you live forever?!"

"Investment?"

"I think there are two kinds of investors. One is investors. You think a person has a future, but he has no capital. You lend him your money, let him develop his career, make money, and let him return it to you with capital and interest.

The second is investment industry, such as a company. If a company wants to go public, it needs high-quality shareholders to provide financial support and a good voice. You can take part of the money and become a shareholder of that company. When it goes public, you can earn a lot by relying on the annual dividend.

In fact, after all, it's what you can't do. Let others do it for you. You pay money, and he will repay you money! "

Mu Shuang probably understands!

"But I don't know a friend as good as you!" Mu Shuang tells the truth.

"I can introduce you to Uncle Zhou. He can arrange a friend to take you with him at will, and you can make a lot of money!" Jinbao said.

"Good, good, I'll give you benefits after making money, and I'll give you 30%." Mu Shuang said.

After she finished saying these words, Jinbao suddenly stopped talking and stared at Mu Shuang so directly.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Mu Shuang asked.

Jinbao didn't answer, but still looked at Mu Shuang.

Mu Shuang's face suddenly turned red behind his ears.

"If you don't speak again, I'm angry!" Mu Shuang said with some confidence.

Jinbao: "I think you are also very smart. You know how to give me benefits. How can you not know the truth that money makes money?" Asked Jinbao.

He thought he was strange.

Mu Shuang said at this time, "I'm afraid of being cheated!"

"Are you not afraid that I will cheat you?"

"No fear, you are more famous than me, and you make more movies than me. There is no need to lie to me!" Mu Shuang is honest.

Jinbao smiled, "you are really smart! You don't have to give me the money you earn, and I'm not the one who takes you to make money. But the ugly saying goes in the front, investment is risky, and there is no investment that makes a lot of money. You have to draw a line by yourself, get out when you earn how much, lose how much, and keep the principal."

"So are you?"

"In theory, yes, but I basically won't get my money back. Uncle Zhou will give me heavy positions when he sees the right stocks. Some stocks need to wait a few days, some months, and some years. I take the long-term route."

"Then I'm the same as you!" Mu Shuang said.

"Think clearly first, or try it with a small amount of money!"

"OK... By the way, there's another question. Is it true that you didn't buy a house?"

No wonder Mu Shuang has to ask again. I always feel that brother seems to have misunderstood a lot.

"Really! I don't lie."

"You buy a house, live comfortably by yourself, and I'll buy it!" Mu Shuang said.

Jinbao shook his head, "no, I have many houses! My father developed real estate and left many houses for our brothers and sisters, so I can't live here!"

Mu Shuang: "...."

Mu Shuang now feels that her eldest brother is too stupid and must have misinterpreted Jiang Yuan's meaning.

But it's also good, and it saves a lot of trouble.

Jinbao and Mu Shuang drove away.

Mufeng stayed in the study for an afternoon. Until evening, he went downstairs to drink water and found that the servant was holding a bottle of red wine and was about to throw it away.

Inadvertently looked at the red wine bottle, Mu Feng was stunned.

"Where did this wine come from? Show me!"

The servant answered, "it was the poor man who brought it."

Poor ghost is Zhang Ya's name for Jinbao. The servant didn't see her and was supported away by Zhang Ya, so she didn't know that it was the famous star on TV.

Mu Feng carefully observed the red wine bottle and frowned deeper and deeper!

It's Raffi, 82 years old.

It's almost 30 years now!

Red wine

A box

"Is there any red wine left?" Mu Feng asked.

"Yes, yes!"

"Come on, bring it all to me."

Jinbao took a total of six bottles, two bottles of Raffi.

Two bottles of romaniconti.

Two bottles of lato.

Lafite price is not too high, more than 20000 bottles, Latu is also.

But romaniconti is the king of wine. The vintage on the bottle can become a collection.

Is this river source so hidden?

Mu Feng closed his eyes and meditated once. Today, Jiang Yuan had a series of reactions after seeing him.

Mu Feng suddenly found that he looked away.

Not to mention, how many people in the market will unconsciously feel guilty when they see themselves.

But this one, from beginning to end, is a frank appearance.

In other words, he is not afraid of himself at all.

Also, he always felt that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

When Mu Feng closed her eyes, Zhang Ya just came to the living room.

Seeing six bottles of red wine in front of him, thinking that it was the poor star who took it, Zhang Ya forced, and six bottles of wine fell to the ground.

Then there is the sound of successive broken wine bottles.

Mu Feng opened his eyes and wanted to stop it. It was too late.

The living room was in a mess, and the air was filled with the aroma of red wine.

Zhang Ya: "this poor man took something and put it in our house, which is losing our face! Son, you don't need to thank me, I..."

Before Zhang Ya finished speaking, she found her son Mu Feng's face was already gloomy.

"Lose face? Do you know that these wines are authentic, and together, they are worth at least hundreds of thousands? If you continue to collect them, the value can't be measured, and you can't buy them with money."

Zhang Ya's face froze, and then comforted herself, "son, are you kidding me? The poor man..."

"People are popular stars. One advertisement will cost millions!" Mu Feng said coldly.

"But he has a gambling parent, he..."

"Who said that?"

"Online, it has been passed on for many years!"

At this moment, Mu Feng just wanted to see what was in front of him.

"Sometimes I really doubt whether you are my mother. After all, there is too much difference in IQ!" Mu Feng looks at Zhang Ya.

After a while, he said, "the wine money is deducted from your pocket money. From now on, I won't give you a dime of pocket money. You can't buy any more, including clothes!"

Zhang Ya almost fell to the ground.

How could this happen?