Chapter 107 Making money is faith (two more)

  It was already afternoon when Fu Fengcheng came back, and Leng Sa was sitting outside the bedroom, slapped with an abacus to settle accounts. Seeing him pushing in the wheelchair by himself, Leng Sa raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered again, "I'm back."

  The yard has completely restored its former tranquility. Except for the bright red happy characters on the doors and windows, it is almost impossible to see that this is the yard of the newlyweds.

  Leng Sa sat at the table happily and dialed the abacus in front of the account book. Learning to settle accounts is the self-cultivation of every woman who requires economic autonomy. Although he has only been in this world for three years, Master Leng's abacus has been quite proficient.

  "La la la..." I was humming a little song while calculating the accounts, and I felt refreshed looking at the numbers on the account book!

"what are you doing?"

  Fu Fengcheng couldn't help frowning as he heard the crackling abacus, and then looked at the woman who could even figure out the glamorous expression in front of him. He was a little bit more helpless in his eyes.

  In the eyes of this woman...what is there except money?

   "Huh?!" Leng Sa looked up at him dazedly.

   "I ask, what are you doing?"

  "After the accounts, the cashier has sent us the money and gifts for our wedding, look." On the sofa and on the floor behind him, various boxes of various sizes were piled on the coffee table.

   "So happy? Are you so short of money?"

  Coldly dialed the hand of the abacus, and nodded solemnly, "Lack, I need it, do you want to support me?"

   "..." Even if I use a golden mountain, I can't support you enough, "Where do you need to spend money? Let me think about it."

   Leng Sa pushed the abacus forward, sighed and said: "You don't understand, making money is faith."

   "How much is enough to earn?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

  "My money bag is as big as the world is." Leng Sa walked up to her, smiling cordially and sincerely, "Fu Shao, are you interested in investing in the future of mankind?"

   "Speak well." Fu Fengcheng leaned on the back of his wheelchair, "Besides, I don't like looking up to others."

"No problem!" Leng Sa directly sat on the coffee table behind him, just a bit shorter than him, "That's it, I met a hapless guy before. He wants to build an airplane, and I think this project is very promising. What do you think?"

   Bringing a local tyrant into the gang, something that was already planned.

  "Airplane?" Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

   "The sky can carry people..."

   "I know." Fu Fengcheng said lightly, "I have seen it abroad. The performance is so bad that it is almost useless."

Fu Fengcheng looked at Leng Sa carefully, "People you know can build airplanes that can stably carry people? This kind of talent is not easy to find." Fu Fengcheng has only seen it once abroad, and the information collected shows the performance and performance of this kind of thing. It is unstable and there is almost no record of successful manned flights.

  There are a few adventurers and scientists who were thrown to death.

  Fu Fengcheng was very interested, after all, flying is the ultimate dream of human beings. And Fu Fengcheng can see more possibilities than ordinary people. It's just that there are fewer people studying this. It's even more difficult to find the right person and bring it back to the country. After returning to China, I was entangled in all kinds of affairs, and the reality is too busy. Where can I still have time to think about the future of mankind?

"Yes, he also came back from studying abroad. I think it's quite reliable." Leng Sa said, "he modified the car I used to." Like every profiteer who wants to fool investors, Leng Sa chooses Sexually neglected Liao Yunting's previous research failures and was almost hunted down by investors.

  Fu Fengcheng squinted his eyes slightly.

   "If it's really reliable, it's not bad, but you have to prove that he is really reliable. After all, my money is not the wind blowing." Fu Fengcheng said.

   Leng Sha dryly smiled, "This...time and failure are both necessary processes for scientific progress."

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows, "Compared to this... I am even more curious about why Madam is interested in this, and she does not hesitate to invest so much to support something that may not be fruitful. You know, if he fails in the research or if someone else studies it ahead of him , Your investment will be in vain."

  "The bigger the bet, the more you win. I am very optimistic about the research in this direction." Of course, she couldn't tell him that she had seen all kinds of airplanes a long time ago. The future world pattern is bound to be a trinity of sea, land and air. Of course, she has to win at the starting line.

  If you are as unlucky as the blood foxes and go to ancient times, after all, even if you have the science and technology development materials of the whole world in your mind, there is no corresponding industrial hardware facilities and technological development, and there is no use for eggs.

  But it is different now. Although it is still very backward, the foundation has indeed been laid.

It's a shame that none of the three blood foxes are geniuses in science and engineering.

  The three guys ran in front of her. One brain is full of conspiracy and calculation, and the other is full of idiots and narcissism. In life, there are only other people's faces and their own faces. As for Lan Xiaomeng... she is the best at gossip rubbish, she turns her eyes around when she sees serious things.

  Even if she can pick up a lot of confidential information from the Internet, in her eyes, there is still no interesting news about celebrities cheating.

   But even so, at least Anxia has not lagged behind other countries in all aspects, and even surpassed in some areas, so it shouldn’t be more demanding.

  She may not be able to give Liao Yunting any detailed help in specific research, but at least she can give him a little bit in the research direction.

   Even if she might not touch the sixth-generation machine in her life, then the first-generation second-generation machine is always possible, right?

   "I want to meet that person and let him give me a report that is enough to persuade me." Fu Fengcheng said.

   Leng Sa blinked his eyes, "I will communicate with him first."

  Leng Sa hadn't planned to hide from Fu Fengcheng from the beginning. In fact, this kind of thing could not be concealed at all.

  Now Fu Fengcheng didn't realize that it was because she had done nothing except to give Liao Yunting a sum of money, and Liao Yunting took care of everything herself.

  Also, most of Liao Yunting's research is still at the theoretical stage. In the later stage, materials, accessories, and test sites can not be concealed.

  This kind of thing, it's useless to have money, you have to get someone with enough strength to **** it.

  Not to mention, she still has no money.

"and also……"

   "More?" Fu Fengcheng gave her a look of "You ask too much".

   Leng Sa said in an aura, "Uncle Fu, you need talents to do research! Just three or two kittens, you want to wait until the Year of the Monkey."

   "I see." Fu Fengcheng nodded, "I'll talk about it when I meet someone."

   "No problem!" Leng Sa was satisfied, "I hope we can cooperate happily."

   Fu Fengcheng sneered and ignored him.

  What's wrong with "..."?

  Oh... It seems that the anger from last night has not subsided.

  After talking about business affairs, Leng Sa abandoned her new husband without hesitation and went back to settle the accounts. The Fu family is not short of money, and seldom is too entangled in the issue of money.

  She and Fu Fengcheng's wedding dowry and all the expenses of the wedding went to the public account of the Fu family, and Fu Fengcheng didn't spend a dime on her own. However, the gifts given by the guests were all handed over to the two couples to deal with them separately. Leng Sa is surrounded by a large number of gift lists received yesterday, which can be regarded as quite generous.

  Fu Dashao is wealthy and wealthy, expressing that he is not interested in these things, but calmly took a book and sat next to her and watched her continue to settle accounts in a spirited manner.

  Leng Ye said that generous men are very handsome.

  As for the legend that Fu Fengcheng inherited all of Mrs. Fu's property and part of Mrs. Fu's property, Leng Sa didn't even think about it.

Gentlemen love fortune, in a proper way.

  If Fu Fengcheng had given her all his wealth right after getting married, she would have thought that either he had a problem with his brain or he wanted to slap her.

  You need to know that this is not an era where the husband is one’s own destiny. In theory, they can get divorced!

  Two people who have no feelings and do not plan to spend their lives together, who will expose all their details to each other?

  It was like Leng Sa didn't care that Fu Fengcheng knew what he was going to do now, but would not tell him what else he could do.

   "Hey, Hong Tianci gave a pair of Yu Ruyi? There is still this gift this year? What is it for?" Leng Sa looked at the gift list with interest. In addition to the cash on the gift list, some people also gave gifts.

  The shot is generous, such as the house that Wei Changxiu sent directly to Jiangcheng, and there are also a variety of antique jewellery, calligraphy and paintings, and so on.

  Fu Fengcheng lifted his gaze from the book, “It doesn’t matter if you don’t like it in the warehouse.”

   Lengsa touched his chin for a while and nodded, “It’s really impossible, but you can sell it for money.” As the saying goes, gold is priceless and jade is priceless.

  It was a wedding yesterday, but they received nearly 300,000 yuan in gift money.

  The current 300,000 is not the same as the 300,000 in her previous life. Although 300,000 is not enough to buy the few gems that she wanted Zheng Ying to compensate, it is an astronomical figure that the family of rich and powerful like the Zheng family will suffer greatly.

  And the young Master Fu’s wedding can receive 300,000 yuan, although some of this will be returned sooner or later.

  "Do you have any thoughts on these gifts?"

   Fu Fengcheng said lightly: "This is living expenses. You can take care of what you want to do with it. Don't make money to eat."

  "Living expenses?"

  Fu Fengcheng said, “In Fu’s family, getting married means independence. Apart from this money, the family will not give any more money in the future.” This is the reason why the family did not ask for these gifts.

  Leng Sa was a little surprised, "What about Fu Yingcheng and Fu Pingcheng?" She didn't believe that the Fu family could have so much money for their wedding. It hasn't been a few years since Fu Pingcheng got married. There is not much impression in her memory, which shows that the pomp at the time should not be big.

  Fu Fengcheng said, "The old man directly gave them a sum of money. In addition... the second aunt will subsidize Fu Yingcheng every month. The third wife is not too messy, and the third wife has a lot of dowries."

   "Your mother really knows how to plan." Fu Yingcheng, who was subsidized by his aunt, married a daughter-in-law who had little money in the school, and the third child who was honest and duty married a daughter-in-law who was rich and capable of management. Let the two concubines not be too unhappy to make Du Jun unhappy, but don't think about living too well.

   Fu Fengcheng was noncommittal, and Leng Sa happily divided the money order, cash, gold bar and the like in the box into two parts, "Then, let's be half of us?"

  "...You can keep it yourself." Fu Fengcheng took a deep breath. The daughter of the Emperor Master's family is really fresh and refined.

  Leng Sa only looked at his expression to know what he was thinking, and silently rolled his eyes in his heart.

   Is it easy for her to become a poor ghost from a rich second generation? What's more, she still has a kid in the yard waiting to be raised. There are still lofty ideals waiting to be realized... Huh, at first it seemed that you wanted to be a salted fish?

  But Xianyu has no planes, no cars, no sniper play. If you want to get a motorcycle, you have to secretly earn money for a long time.

  So, what she loves is not money, she loves the days when she can spend money freely.

  The life of insisting on being a salted fish is not because I don’t have money to buy things, but because I have money but I don’t have anything to buy.

  If she was really in ancient times, it would be fine, she would just eat and drink with all her heart and wait to die. Being born in this age of ups and downs is not forcing people to work.

With a light sigh, Leng Sa put the things back in the box again, "Okay, I will put them away first. But half of the ownership in it is yours. If you need to ask me to take it. If these things generate additional income, I will also divide you in half."

   "Madam is really virtuous." Fu Fengcheng praised insincerely.

   "It's fine if you know." Leng Sa lightly hummed.

  She is not very demanding, as long as this guy can speak human words.

  (End of this chapter)