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Chapter 462 Can You Die If You Don't Brag?

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    Feng Lin raised his brows with a smile, "You still have face, do you dare not listen to Mr. Zhao?"

    "you¡­¡­"

    Zhang Yinli slammed the table down.

    "Feng Lin, this is your fault, he is an elder after all."

    Zhao Congming's voice also became severe.

    Mu Ran has been sitting here, looking down at the phone.

    In fact, she hopes that her sister will marry the person she likes.

    But her mother is usually too powerful, and she dare not refute.

    "Sit down, just have something to eat, anyway, someone treats you."

    Feng Lin glanced at Mu Xiaoyu and said with a smile.

    Mu Xiaoyu nodded, and sat next to Feng Lin.

    Seeing this scene, Zhao Congming's smile became more intense. It seems that the relationship between the two is not shallow.

    "Brother Feng Lin, what is your job now?" Zhao Congming asked with a smile.

    "I help people pull goods." Feng Lin replied.

    Zhang Yinli smiled disdainfully, and had previously boasted that she was a company employee.

    It turned out that she was a solicitor, so she was no different from her husband.

    To put it bluntly, it is doing hard work.

    "Don't do it, that thing won't last long. The cleaners in my company have five insurances and one housing fund."

    Zhao Congming said lightly, "Of course, the security guards are also fine, I just say a word."

    "Thank you, Xiao Zhao! It's really cheap for you!"

    Zhang Yinli immediately said beside her.

    "How much is the salary? The money is the most real."

    Seeing that the food was almost ready, Feng Lin picked up his chopsticks and asked.

    "The monthly salary is four thousand and five, including food and housing." Zhao Congming said.

    "Too few, I won't go."

    Feng Lin began to eat with big mouthfuls.

    "It's true that manual work pays well, but it's too much for your body." Zhao Congming said with a smile.

    "The main reason is that it is too low, not as much as my fraction."

    Feng Lin shrugged with a smile.

    "Your fraction? Feng Lin, you can die if you don't brag!" Zhang Yinli said sharply.

    "Hehe, that's amazing. Four thousand and five thousand is a fraction, so your salary is not twenty or thirty thousand per month?"

    Zhao Congming laughed mockingly.

    "It seems that your pattern is not good? If you say less, at least multiply by two."

    Feng Lin didn't lie either, he now has tens of millions in his hand, which has been kept in the bank's demand deposit all the time.

    There are more than 2,000 benefits a day.

    Even if it is 2,000, there are 60,000 in January.

    "Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter, Xiaoyu, how did you fall in love with this kind of man?"

    Zhao Congming couldn't bear it anymore, this person is too pretentious.

    Zhang Yinli also covered her face, she really is shameless and invincible.

    "Your monthly income is 50,000 to 60,000 yuan, and if you count ten months a year, you can earn 50,000 to 600,000 yuan. With this money, do you still drive Wuling Hongguang?"

    Zhao Congming asked disdainfully.

    "Who told you that this is the only car I have?" Feng Lin asked while eating.

    "Fuck! You are going to heaven! If I don't give you a blow, I really don't know how high the heavens are!"

    Zhao Congming was irritated by Feng Lin, he immediately took out his mobile phone, opened the balance of the mobile phone, facing Feng Lin's face, "Count! How many digits!"

    Zhang Yinli immediately stood up, lay down in front of the phone, and looked at the string of numbers.

    "This is 3.4 million!"

    Zhang Yinli was shocked, and given her one million, she could almost enjoy her old age in the village.

    Sure enough, he is a rich man.

    "Let me tell you, this is just my deposit. I have already bought a house in Yunshi."

    Zhao Congming continued, "Including real estate and BMW cars, I have at least seven million. The key is"

    Having said that, he deliberately paused, pointing to himself, "I'm only thirty-five years old! My career is still on the rise!"

    "Hiss!"

    Zhang Yinli gasped, she was indeed rich.

    Seven million, she never dared to think about it in her life.

    As Zhao Congming said, he is still young.

    "Feng Lin! Apologize to Xiao Zhao immediately, and then get the hell out of me! Rubbish thing, Xiao Zhao said so much to you, it's considered flattering you!"

    Zhang Yinli stood up, grabbed Mu Xiaoyu and prevented her from leaving.

    "Don't worry, I haven't checked the balance of this big brother with an annual salary of 500,000 to 600,000."

    Zhao Congming said in a strange way,"Now even if you save money in the bank, you can find information on your mobile phone. Let me wash my eyes."

    "Exactly! Feng Lin, aren't you that powerful? Take it out and let me count the numbers."

    Zhang Yinli also satirized.

    "My deposit is either a lot, or a little more than yours."

    Feng Lin took out his phone with a smile.

    "Haha! Now I suspect that you have a brain problem. Come out and have a look. You are more than me. I will call you Dad!"

    Zhao Congming said sharply.

    "That's what you said."

    Feng Lin put the phone on the table, entered the password, and entered the balance of the phone.

    After that, a series of numbers appeared on the phone.

    Mu Xiaoyu just glanced casually when he saw it, and opened his mouth wide in surprise.

    There are more than 40 million here.

    She wasn't shocked that Feng Lin had so much money.

    Because he is Xu Ruoying's husband, Feng Lin must have a share in the company's shares.

    He is rich and normal.

    Mu Xiaoyu was shocked that Feng Lin had so much private money.

    I remember Xu Ruoying said before that if a man has money, he will turn bad.

    So control his private money at one or two hundred.

    If you need to spend money, you can ask for it, but you must explain what you are using the money for.

    Mu Xiaoyu is considering whether to go back and sue.

    "Hey, I didn't expect that my balance is indeed a little more than yours." Feng Lin smiled and turned the phone over, "It's just one digit more than yours."

    "You blow"

    Just as Zhao Congming was about to taunt, he was stunned by the large string of numbers.

    Zhang Yinli next to her also looked at the phone with disdain.

    She was completely confused by this string of numbers.

    This is more than 40 million!

    She rubbed her eyes vigorously, for fear that she might make a mistake.

    But it is indeed 40 million.

    Zhao Congming's face was a little pale, could it be that he met the rich second generation.

    In fact, he was bragging when he said that he had seven million assets.

    His house was not paid in full, so he paid a down payment of 400,000 yuan, which would take 30 years to pay back.

    The BMW car also paid a down payment of 150,000 yuan and repaid the loan for three years.

    If you really want the full payment, the more than three million yuan in your hand will basically be gone.

    But Feng Lin actually

    Muran, who was sitting and eating here, also stood up in shock, tilting his head and looking at the balance.

    She felt that there were too many numbers, and she kept counting wrongly.

    "Hahathat, FengYoung Master Feng, it's because I don't know Mount Tai."

    Zhang Yinli was so frightened that she trembled when she spoke.

    Forty million, with forty million in his hands, can he be an ordinary person?

    40 million, depositing in the bank to eat interest, can eat to death.

    It turns out that my daughter's friend is such a powerful person.

    Although Zhao Congming was about to pee in fright, his face was still very calm, "Hehe, it's only 40 million, and it's not like I can't earn it."

    "That's right, you're only thirty-five, still young." Feng Lin nodded with a smile.

    "Yes, this is the gap between the two of us. If you have money, you are at best a rich second generation. Your money will only get less and less."

    Zhao Congming pointed at himself proudly, "But I am a rich generation, and my money will only increase."

    "Well said, first call Dad"

    Feng Lin originally wanted to chat with this person again, but his phone rang suddenly.

    is a string of garbled characters, it is naturally Liu Nian's phone number.

    He stood up and said, "Go out and answer the phone, and call again later."

    When Mu Xiaoyu saw Feng Lin coming out, he also followed. Zhang Yinli didn't stop him this time.

    Just as Feng Lin walked out of the private room, he found an acquaintance.

    Ye Kai.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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