Low-key tycoon

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There are no buses on New Year's Eve, and there are very few taxis.

"In this way, sister, you didn't drink, you drove back to Susu and his family. Let's wait here first, and then you come back and take us home."

"It's okay, then you will wait."

Li Mingyu took the car key and sent Ma Suyan's family back.

Guaiye originally wanted to go back, but Li Mingrui’s parents stopped him, “You can sleep well at home. Let Li Mingrui drive you back tomorrow. On such a cold night at night, you might catch a cold when you go back.

Everyone sat in the lobby and waited. After half an hour, Li Mingyu returned to the hotel.

Back at the villa, everyone assigned a room. Mother Hu Zhenzhen and sister Li Mingyu slept in a room, Li Wenwu and Li Mingrui had a room, and the strange master had a separate room.

Everyone should take a shower first, put on new clothes after the shower, and wash the dirty clothes that night, because according to the custom, it is not possible to wash clothes from the first day to the seventh day of the new year. Li Mingrui does not know why this Strange customs.

A family of four, plus a strange master, sat on the sofa to watch the party.

The Spring Festival Gala is not as good as one. Except for one or two of them, the other shows make people sleepy.

"Change to another station. It's boring to watch this evening."

Li Mingyu couldn't stand it in the end.I picked up the remote control and changed a place for the party, at least it looked pretty good.

"Hey, these shows are becoming less and less standard. I will do more interesting than these shows."

Just after Li Mingrui said these big talks, he suddenly thought of the pictures that he saw in his mind when he was in Jiming Temple. Some of them are related to the Spring Festival Gala, and some programs have already appeared, such as the song "Unforgettable Tonight" at the end of the party, but There are many shows that have never appeared.

"In the past, it was because people lacked supplies and entertainment was not as rich as they are now. So people are very satisfied with the evening party. Now people see too much. In contrast, CCTV Spring Festival Gala has no creativity, so the feeling is more It's getting boring."

Guaiye expressed his opinion, but Li Mingrui did not fully agree with it.

Now that the Internet is so developed, information transmission is fast, and material ideas are everywhere on the Internet, but the Spring Festival Gala is still so boring, which shows that the person in charge has not considered the entertainment needs of the people at all and still follows the old practice of the past.

In fact, this is also a common means of doing things in China.

As the saying goes, the more you do, the more errors you make.

As the person in charge of the Spring Festival Gala of the Central China, there is nothing wrong with the past practice. If you suddenly change your practice, it is likely to make mistakes. In the end, the person in charge must be responsible. Therefore, the person in charge of the Spring Festival Gala simply follows the past two to thirty years. So it can be seen that over the years, the list of Spring Festival Gala shows is similar.

Seeing that it was past ten o'clock, Li Mingrui really didn't want to watch these boring party shows anymore, so he went back to the room.

"Mom and dad, you guys go to bed earlier. Fireworks and firecrackers are not allowed in the city. It's useless for you to keep it until 12 o'clock."

"You go up first, I will order a stick of incense to worship the Bodhisattva."

"All right, it's up to you."

After speaking, Li Mingrui went straight upstairs.

Unexpectedly, my sister Li Mingyu also followed upstairs to the room.

Lying on the bed, Li Mingrui turned on the phone, and the penguin group was more interesting later.

After two years of development, Penguin Micropayment has only achieved a market share of more than 20% of online payments, but it has finally gained a foothold relying on social software Penguin and Fetion.

Li Mingrui has many groups, and there are five company groups alone, as well as employee groups, executive groups, and so on.Handan Literature www.handanwx.com

There are also some groups with some venture capitalists, and there is also a group in the Penguin camp.

During the New Year, almost everyone does not talk about work, and there are some blessings in each group.

Li Mingrui remembered a way of micro-payment in his mind, that is red envelope rain.

So Li Mingrui sent several red envelopes to the employee group after placing the order, but they disappeared instantly.

"You can handle it quickly, how many years have you been single?"

Li Mingrui couldn't help but complain in the group.

When other executives saw Li Mingrui's red envelopes, they couldn't turn a blind eye to it, so the group began to lively, red envelopes one after another, and the employees were eager to grab them.

This will also help senior management and grassroots employees to interact, at least not to make employees feel that the company's senior management is too cold.

In the venture capital group and the Penguin major league group, Li Mingrui has begun to take the lead in issuing red envelopes. Although the little money grabbed can be ignored by these big bosses, he is playing with that atmosphere. At this point, even if people have money, and It's the same with ordinary people.

At this time, someone lodged a protest, and Aite attacked the penguin boss Pony Horse, saying that the total amount of red envelopes was too small.

At first, everyone thought it was just a joke, but Pony Ma really responded and said that the technology on duty had modified the code.

After half an hour, when Li Mingrui reopened the software, there was a small update. After entering, he found that the online red envelopes really changed.

Next, the group became lively. The big bosses were not stingy. The red envelopes sent out were tens of thousands of tens of thousands of dollars. Every time a red envelope appeared, everyone held their breath and kept tapping their fingers on the phone screen.

But gradually, Li Mingrui discovered that there was a difference. In addition to the rich group, although the upper limit of red envelopes in other groups has also increased, it does not exceed one thousand, and there is only a specific group. There is no upper limit for red envelopes.

Li Mingrui knew that this was deliberately modified by pony horse. For the rich, tens of thousands of yuan is about the same as the hundreds of ordinary people.

Until late, Li Wenwu respected the Bodhisattva at the end of the year, and Li Mingrui said good night to everyone.

On the first day of the new year, Li Mingrui woke up with various messages in his mobile phone, all of which were blessings from close friends.

Suddenly Li Mingrui touched a few pieces of pastry on the pillow. He knew that his father Li Wenwu must have put them here.

Every Chinese New Year when I was young, on the first day of the New Year, my parents would put new year's money and high points on his pillow after getting up. In their words, they hope that Li Mingrui will be able to go to high school in the future.

Unexpectedly, since going to school, Li Mingrui has hardly spent the New Year with his parents. In the first two years, he was accompanied by an old sister. Later, the old sister married, and Li Mingrui stayed at his uncle's house every year during the New Year. Li Mingrui always has a sense of loneliness when his natal relatives come and go.

Li Mingrui smiled. He didn't expect that a person his age would still be a child in the eyes of his parents.

Picking up a piece of pastry and putting it in his mouth, Li Mingrui felt very sweet.

"Li Mingrui, Li Mingyu, hurry up to have breakfast."

Mother Hu Zhenzhen's voice came downstairs.

After Li Mingrui heard it and looked at the time, it was only after seven o'clock.

After responding, Li Mingrui called Ma Suyan a New Year greeting.

The two people were tired and crooked on the phone for a while before they hung up.

After Li Mingrui washed up and went downstairs, a hearty breakfast had already been prepared on the table.

Red date tea, pastries, boiled beef shreds, buns, steamed dumplings...

Li Wenwu, Hu Zhenzhen, Weird Master, and sister Li Mingyu, who was obviously just getting up, all ate with relish.