Chapter 90: Money Management (11)

Chapter 90: Money Management (11)

(11) The dream of a billionaire woman

Every time I quarrel with Mr. Pei, I provoked it first, because he broke my dream of being a billionaire woman and must be punished.

It was so easy to grasp the handle of the science student's words, and after sneering, I quickly took out a pen and paper and asked him to write the divorce agreement. (I can't write, every time I go to the Reclining Buddha Temple in Xiangshan to take back my promise, I eat it all behind closed doors.) I don't know why it always closes its doors. Later, I thought that it was probably receiving important people. )

Mr. Pei always wrote it in two minutes, and what he wrote was: I owe Ah Lan 100,000 yuan today, and I am grateful to pay it back.

I want to quarrel a thousand times to get hundreds of millions of white strips, and I'm discouraged. Moreover, even if he writes 1 million every time, he dares. Because he originally planned to owe it for 10,000 years.

When I handed him his account and password, I told him the time slot for the next day, and sent three text messages the next day to urge him. In the four hours of that day, even when I encountered the most difficult moment, I could earn more than 5,000 thousand, and I sued him that the capital of 80,000 yuan must be repaid within the year.

As a result, a week later, he said, he didn't sell it that day, and now he has lost more than 6,000 thousand, I don't dare to go home, what should I do?

I said, sell them all quickly, buy them again, wait for my news, and pay me back 74,000 yuan at the end of the year.

Since Mr. Pei started trading stocks in August last year, Mr. Pei has called him a dumb father. Bei Boy looked at his dumb father more and more wrong. I said that new shareholders are like this, and it will be good after a long time. He said, "Seventy or eighty thousand, as for sighing so much, I don't think it's that simple."

Then, with my acquiescence, Mr. Pei entered the local area network of Mr. Pei's company, logged on to Mr. Pei's office computer, which he often had to go to the supervisor to ask for a password before opening it (it is said that those computers could not enter any Chinese website, like office hours Q chat, it is simply impossible), and stole Mr. Pei's securities account password.

We were surprised to find that the market value on his account was more than 140,000, and there were more than 20 stocks, the most expensive of which was Ping An, which was bought at 139 yuan and 400 shares. I immediately cleared all of them and sold them, and the transaction price of Ping An of China was exactly 119 yuan. I transferred the money to my bank account.

When Ping An of China fell half and saw 70 yuan, Mr. Pei finally told the truth, he saw that he had fallen all the way, so he didn't dare to open the account to see, and now he was hopeless. Mr. Pei immediately told the truth, and as a result, Mr. Pei happily played stocks again, and now he is basically finished, and it is difficult to even buy the cheapest 1,000 shares.

Women must not think that a man's salary is stuck in your hands and everything is fine. Mr. Pei's bonuses and travel allowances are all on his salary card, so what happened to the extra 70,000 or 80,000 yuan he made when the stock market was falling endlessly?

Women must not believe that men cry poor. When a man cries poverty, he must have an ulterior motive behind him.

If a man says he owes a lot of gambling debts, in order not to bother you, divorce him!