Pi: Starting from being called a big dog

"Hello Auntie."

Jiang Tianhao and Lin Miaomiao went to the ward on the top floor. Li Yunzhao was there. The nurse at the door looked up and took a look without stopping them. She knew Li Yunzhao.

The nurses here are very good at recognizing people. In fact, if Lin Miaomiao came alone, she should have been able to come in, because Lin Miaomiao was present that day and the nurse saw her when she was picking people up.

Song Lian raised her hand and touched Lin Miaomiao's head: "Oh, in high school, little girls change so quickly, they have grown so beautiful."

"Hehe." Lin Miaomiao lowered her head and smiled.

"Hello, Auntie. My name is Jiang Tianhao."

"Oh, I know you. Yun Zhao mentioned you to me."

Song Lian was not as polite to Jiang Tianhao as she was to Lin Miaomiao. After all, they were not familiar with each other.

"So Yunzhao, why did you think of coming to see your mother today?" Song Lian turned around and asked Li Yunzhao.

Li Yunzhao: "Mom, what you said makes it seem like I don't come to see you often."

Song Lian smiled and waved her hand: "You usually come here on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Today is Sunday, not a special day. Why did you think of coming here?"

"Well, I just happened to have something to do. I just came up to take a look." Li Yunzhao answered casually.

"Oh, by the way, Mom. Where are you going to live after you are discharged from the hospital?"

Song Lian glanced at Li Yunzhao and said, "Don't worry, don't expect me to help you raise a dog. I'm most afraid of that."

"Hahaha, if you ask me, you should just work less and you won't be short of money. Why are you so busy?" Li Yunzhao said with a smile.

Song Lian shook her head and said, "It's not about money. In fact, for people like us, it's not about making more or less money. How can I explain it to you? When you reach this age, you will understand that there are some things, some social responsibilities, you can't escape.

Your father and I can retire at any time. As you said, we can never spend all the money in our lifetime. But the problem is that Jiangzhou Industry has been able to survive until now not only because of money, but also because of people.

If your father and I announced our retirement now, Jiangzhou Industrial would have abundant cash flow. You know this yourself, and none of our subsidiaries is short of money.

But even in this case, as long as your father and I retire together, everyone will worry about whether there is still money in the company. Even if they see the money, they will be troubled by this issue.

But on the other hand, there is also an advantage. Even if the company's account is empty, as long as your father and I are in the company, nothing will happen. If you want to help your mother share some of the work, then you should take over quickly and quickly make a name for yourself in this field. Then we can hand over the company to you little by little. After half a year or a year, we will be free."

"That will have to wait until the second half of the year. Besides, industry and finance are two different fields, which are very troublesome."

In fact, no one talked much with Song Lian.

But after returning home, Jiang Tianhao and Lin Miaomiao were criticized by their parents.

"You went to see Mr. Song and didn't even bring any fruit. You just went up empty-handed."

Jiang Tianhao responded quickly: "Boss Song doesn't need this either."

"Do you know what Xinyi means? Xinyi." Jiang Qilong is very disappointed with his son. His son is lucky, but why is his level so bad?
Since Song Lian was hospitalized, almost no one could visit her. Everyone was blocked outside by the nurses. But Jiang Tianhao was able to go in today.

Let me put it this way, before Jiang’s kitchen collapsed, Jiang Tianhao’s action was worth at least two months’ salary.

Jiang Tianhao's birthday was during the summer vacation, so everyone thought of giving him a simple birthday and celebrating his birthday at the same time.

But Jiang Tianhao also declined politely.

"When you start a business, you have limited funds, so don't be so extravagant and wasteful."

What Jiang Tianhao said makes sense.

Ok, then let’s buy a cake to celebrate. This doesn’t require Jiang Tianhao’s consent.

"Hey, you bought a cake, but it turns out you only bought a cupcake."

Jiang Tianhao was speechless as he looked at the five small cupcakes in front of him.

"Didn't you say that funds are scarce in the early stages of starting a business, so we have to keep everything simple?" Qian Sanyi laughed.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Tianhao was just about to pretend to make a wish.

The next moment, the delivery guy knocked on the door.

Li Yunzhao held down Lin Miaomiao who was about to open the door and walked up himself.

"I'm sorry, I fell down before." The young man said embarrassedly.

Delivering cakes is something that all courier and takeaway riders are reluctant to do as the profit is low and the risk is high.

He took a quick look through the transparent plastic sheet and saw that the cake was smashed into pieces. He felt very disappointed and thought that he would have to pay for it himself.

Li Yunzhao didn't care what the rider said.

He quickly opened the takeaway packaging.

The cake was handed to Qian Sanyi, who immediately smeared the cake all over Jiang Tianhao's face.

"Happy birthday!"

In an instant, the cheerful atmosphere in the room was ignited.

"Ah, what did you say before?" Li Yunzhao turned his head and looked at the rider.

"Well, it's alright. Enjoy your meal."

The riders actually feel a bit like the rest of their lives after the holiday.

"Ouch." Jiang Tianhao complained as he wiped his face with a towel, "You bought a big cake just to smear your face. You didn't even get to eat a bite, okay?"

"Hey, I didn't plan to eat it when I bought it. I chose the cheapest cream and didn't even put any fruit in it. Don't you think this cake has less cake base? That was agreed with the store in advance. The cupcake in front of you uses more cake base than this one."

Li Yunzhao's words made Jiang Tianhao want to complain even more. But after thinking about it, he decided not to say anything. This was more or less a blessing.

They didn't expect that this would be the last meal for their ecological chain in the near future.

Deng Xiaoqi and Lin Miaomiao were arguing again.

In fact, no one took the quarrel between these two good friends seriously.

In the first year of high school, they broke up completely. They broke up during the second class in the morning, and they ate together at dinner time in the evening.

In the second semester of senior high school, at night, Lin Miaomiao cried to Li Yunzhao and said that she and Deng Xiaoqi were breaking up and leaving that night. After Li Yunzhao persuaded her to go back, within three days, the two of them were as good as one.

Anyway, as far as Li Yunzhao could remember, the two of them had broken off their relationship three or four times, severed their friendship five or six times, and severed their relationship seven or eight times.

But there is always a connection.

The longest time was only five or six days, and then we were back to normal.

With this precedent, no one wanted to intervene in their quarrel this time, lest they make themselves unpopular.

But it seems that the quarrel this time was more intense.

But it was okay. There were a few times in the first year of high school when the quarrels were much more intense than today, and Deng Xiaoqi even smashed a cup.

But the consequences were far less serious than they are today.

Deng Xiaoqi exposed the fact that Lin Dawei was doing funeral work.

God knows where she learned that.

Lin Miaomiao was stunned: "You already knew it, you were hiding it from me..."

The next day at noon, Lin Miaomiao came home. Lin Dawei went downstairs to carry her bicycle as usual. Lin Miaomiao turned around and pushed her father aside. She carried the bicycle herself and walked upstairs angrily with heavy steps. Lin Dawei just thought it was her childish temper and didn't care.

After closing the door, Lin Miaomiao turned around and yelled at her father: "Why are you embarrassing yourself?!" Lin Dawei was stunned and immediately guessed that the child was angry about his job. He hadn't thought about how to respond. Although he had rehearsed it in his mind, he couldn't imagine how to explain it to the child when the moment came.

Wang Shengnan came out of the kitchen with the meal in her hand. Lin Miaomiao pointed at Lin Dawei and said, "Mom, you don't know. The job he does now is disgusting. He makes a lot of money! He embarrassed me in front of so many classmates!"

Wang Shengnan said sternly, "Put your hands down! Your father's business is called human-oriented service! There is life and death! Every industry needs people to do it! Why are you embarrassing me?"

Lin Miaomiao said with tears in her eyes: "You can do any of the 360 ​​trades, but you can't do this! Dad, I beg you, please change your job, even if it's delivering couriers or being a security guard!"

Wang Shengnan got angry: "Your father doesn't steal or rob, he earns his living based on his own ability, I don't despise him, what qualifications do you have to criticize him?"

Lin Miaomiao said, "Mom, why are you suddenly protecting him? Have you been bewitched by Lin Dawei?"

Wang Shengnan slammed the table and said angrily: "Lin Miaomiao, your summer tutoring fees were paid by your father, your bicycle was bought by your father, and your pocket money in the past few months was also asked from him... Do you feel good about spending this money? Is it different from before? If you feel that this money has humiliated you, return it to me immediately!"

Lin Miaomiao jumped up and down and screamed, "Wang Shengnan, you talk about money all the time! Money, money, money, money, you are obsessed with money! Didn't you always want to divorce him? Why don't you divorce him now? Is it because he can make money now? Who do you care about more, money or people? Lin Dawei, you are obsessed with money, you will do anything for money!"

Wang Shengnan was so angry that her heart ached.

Li Yunzhao heard the quarrel upstairs and rushed upstairs, bringing mochi with him.

"Auntie, don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Don't be anxious." Li Yunzhao quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Auntie, don't be anxious. I can persuade you, and I can persuade Miaomiao as well. Just give me a few minutes."

Lin Miaomiao stared at Li Yunzhao: "Do you want to help them too?"

Li Yunzhao didn't say anything at first, then stuffed the mochi into Lin Miaomiao's arms: "Hold it first."

The mochi was like Lin Miaomiao's sealing device. Lin Miaomiao held the mochi in both hands and had no time to wave it. She complained to Li Yunzhao while petting the dog: "Yunzhao, if you knew, why didn't you tell me before?"

"It's simple, because just as you think, you think this job is not decent, even a little unlucky."

Li Yunzhao didn't have the space Lin Miaomiao needed to think, so he asked, "Miaomiao, let me ask you a question. What kind of job do you think is respectable?"

"At least you can't make money from dead people." Lin Miaomiao said while petting the dog. However, the effect of petting the dog was very good, and Lin Miaomiao's tone was not as aggressive as before.

"No, you just need to tell me which jobs you think are particularly respectable and good. You don't need to tell me which jobs are bad."

"Okay, for example, doctors." Lin Miaomiao answered without thinking, "It's great to save the dying and the wounded."

"You are really capable." Wang Shengnan said disdainfully, "Doctor, is that a job that anyone can take?"

"Hey, Auntie. I told you to give me two minutes. Don't escalate the conflict." Li Yunzhao quickly interrupted Wang Shengnan and turned to Lin Miaomiao and said, "But Miaomiao, have you ever thought about one thing? Do you think the doctor is good?"

"Yes, doctors can make a lot of money." Lin Miaomiao nodded.

"But Miaomiao, think about it. Is it possible that if everyone is healthy and never gets sick, doctors won't be able to make money?"

Lin Miaomiao was suddenly stunned.

Lin Miaomiao had never heard of what Li Yunzhao said, and it even sounded a little unorthodox.

But if you think about it carefully, there is some truth in it.

This is the simplest problem of supply and demand balance. The profession of doctors is to cure diseases and save lives, but what if no one gets sick? Without demand, there is no market, and they can't make money. This is a simple truth.

"In other words, is it possible that doctors also make money from patients?"

"Well, then there is also, for example, the teacher."

Lin Miaomiao originally wanted to say the police, but when she thought about it carefully, there seemed to be not much difference between the police and the doctor.

"Miaomiao, what did you say when you were in the first year of high school?" Hearing this, Li Yunzhao laughed, "Come on, Miaomiao, repeat it. When we were taking make-up classes, I asked you a question. What do you think of the teacher's intention in setting this physics and chemistry question?"

"He wants me to die!" Lin Miaomiao said without a second thought, but she regretted it the moment she said it. This seemed to be helping Li Yunzhao answer his own question.

"Then isn't your way of making money good?" Lin Miaomiao tried her best with her little brain.

"That's true." Li Yunzhao shook his head. "Miaomiao, you may not know. Is it possible that the number of people I have indirectly killed is more than the number of deaths your father has seen in his career?"

"How is it possible?" Lin Miaomiao couldn't believe it.

"It's very simple. You haven't seen what the futures market is like. What is that? It's a winner-takes-all market. I'm long and he's short."

"I don't understand." Lin Miaomiao shook her head.

"I'm bullish, he's bearish." Li Yunzhao said it in simpler words, "The futures market is not like stocks. If you lose money on stocks, the stocks are still there. You can leave them there and wait for them to go up again. If one year doesn't work, then two years. If two years don't work, then five or ten years. There are many stock investors who have been stuck for more than ten years. But futures are different. Once the liquidation line is breached, what awaits him is a total loss of all his money. He won't get a single cent back.

Moreover, there are many gamblers who put all their wealth on the line in the futures market. Many of them have lost everything. So there are not only one or two people who can't figure it out, who jump from the rooftops or the riverside, and who turn on the gas in a neat and tidy manner. "(End of this chapter)