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Chapter 87 The Fruit of Midsummer(1/3)

 Cows were once man’s best friends, bar none.

In the agricultural era, it was simply unimaginable without cattle.

Therefore, at that time, the government prohibited people from slaughtering cows.

At least that's the case on the surface.

Now, despite the advent of mechanized agriculture, cattle are still one of man's best friends in another way.

Nanhu Province’s beef stir-fried with chili is a must-have.

At the table next to Wang Zihao and Xu Siqian, the couple was eating beef and stir-fried chili, and they were enjoying themselves.

After careful consideration, Wang Zihao decided to tell his ex-girlfriend how extraordinary he was.

"Sissi, I want to tell you something." As soon as he said these words, he felt relieved and felt much more relaxed.

"What's the matter?" After serving Wang Zihao, Xu Siqian served herself some food and asked casually while eating.

In fact, she was a little nervous, afraid that the little man would ruin the atmosphere.

After starting over, she is willing to maintain the status quo.

Only when the current situation is stable can we talk about the future.

"I am no longer an ordinary office worker in your eyes." Wang Zihao said.

"I know, you won't be working anymore." Xu Siqian breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Wang Zihao scratched his face. This girl is pretending to be confused.

Sometimes, she is like this.

Act silly, act cute.

"I mean, my monthly income will be tens of thousands in the future." Wang Zihao said.

Xu Siqian was a little surprised: "Is it so powerful?"

It’s only been more than two months since I graduated.

During those few months of internship, my ex-boyfriend’s monthly salary was just over 2,000 yuan.

It is said that after the internship period, when you become a regular employee, your salary will only be 4,000.

It's a pity that my ex-boyfriend didn't survive the internship period.

The couple at the next table pricked up their ears while eating.

There is some noise inside and outside the store, but if you listen carefully, you can hear what the nearby customers are saying.

After hearing Wang Zihao's words, the couple felt a little inferior. In Junsha, the monthly salary is tens of thousands, which is very impressive.

Although the per capita income of Junsha is more than 130,000 yuan a year, it is averaged by people like the Liu family and the Xu family.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine people have an annual income of 50,000 yuan. If we calculate the per capita annual income together with a person who earns 800 million yuan a year, the annual income per capita can certainly be more than 130,000 yuan a year.

The higher the per capita income of a city, not necessarily all the residents are rich, or the gap between rich and poor may be greater.

"Ten thousand?" The girl at the next table couldn't help but glance at Wang Zihao.

Her boyfriend's monthly salary is only over 5,000.

Although it is not high, because I live with my parents and spend no money, it is equivalent to a monthly income of 6,000 to 7,000 yuan.

Junsha earns six to seven thousand a month, so he is definitely a high-paying family.

She works in the Science and Technology Park of the High-tech Zone, and her monthly salary is less than 4,000 yuan, and she doesn’t even have two weekends off.

"To be precise, my monthly income will be over one hundred thousand in the future." Wang Zihao added, confident but not proud.

His monthly income is a few thousand, so Xu Siqian feels safe.

After a hundred thousand dollars, she probably doesn't feel safe anymore, and she won't think that he is ordinary.

In this case...

"So many?" To Wang Zihao's surprise, Xu Siqian looked surprised.

The couple at the next table can no longer finish their meal.

Really or not, aren’t you here to attract hatred?

When Wang Zihao was about to say something, Xu Siqian said again: "People can have a girlfriend if they earn three to four thousand a month. If you earn so much, can't you have more than two girlfriends?"

The corner of Wang Zihao's mouth twitched.

I thought she would say, you make too much money and you don’t feel safe, so there is no need for us to keep in contact with you in the future.

Next table.

The girl glared at her boyfriend and lowered her voice and said: "You still look at other people's beauties? Don't look at yourself first. If you earn 10,000 a month and give me 5,000 a month, even if you find another girlfriend to play with, I will

No objection."

"What is your sense of security?" Wang Zihao couldn't help but ask his ex-girlfriend's reaction.

Xu Siqian tilted her head, looking a little playful.

But in Wang Zihao's eyes, it's not inconsistent at all.

This is her personal charm, she can be dignified or ladylike, lively or delicate, she can lie down, lie down, sit or stand.

"Emotional single-mindedness." Xu Siqian said.

"Eat something." Wang Zihao didn't want to ask anymore.

There's no reason for this girl to be so mean.

After lunch, Xu Siqian and Wang Zihao walked east along Taohua Lake for half an hour, taking advantage of the cloudy weather and no direct sunlight.

Later, the two turned back.

"I'm going home." Xu Siqian hugged Wang Zihao in front of Bumblebee in the underground parking lot of Jinhu Plaza.

In her eyes, it makes no difference whether Wang Zihao earns two thousand or one hundred thousand a month.

Her mother, Mo Baoer, earns more than one billion a year, let alone several billion.

Those are real assets, not the kind of share valuations of Internet tycoons.

When the stock market is in turmoil, the worth of the bosses of listed companies fluctuates.

When it was high, there were hundreds of billions.

When it is low, it can shrink by more than half.

However, when Mo Baoer earns so much money in a year, he pays a lot of taxes and also has a lot of expenses.

Even the money spent on doing things sometimes consumes one-third.

"Yeah." Wang Zihao responded.

Not long after, Bumblebee headed for the exit.

Wang Zihao sucked in the air conditioning, took out his mobile phone, opened the mirror and checked his tongue.

Huanghua Airport.

Liu Qianqian, Liu Piaopiao, and their assistant finally returned to Junsha.

Although there is no boyfriend waiting for her, Liu Piaopiao looks happier than the third sister, cheering for joy.

Liu Qianqian looks calm on the surface, but inside she is at least ten times more excited than Liu Piaopiao.

She has been in a state of excitement since she woke up in the morning.

In the past, Liu Qianqian wanted to sleep during the entire flight.

Today, she couldn't sleep at all.

After getting on the nanny car returning to Fengyu from the airport, Liu Qianqian immediately sent a message to Wang Zihao: "I'm on the bus. If there's no traffic jam, I can get home in an hour."

Later, she received a call from Wang Zihao: "I'll go over and wait for you now."

There was Liu Piaopiao next to her, and Liu Qianqian didn't say anything romantic to Wang Zihao. The two of them only chatted for a few words before hanging up the phone.

"Third sister, Chen Huixian is coming over tomorrow. Can I meet her in person then?" Liu Piaopiao used to be considered a fan of Chen Huixian.

"Then let's have dinner together tomorrow night." Liu Qianqian said.

Chen Huixian is visiting Wang Zihao's house on Sunday, but before that, she must meet Liu Qianqian first.

"My best friend also wants to meet Chen Huixian." Liu Piaopiao said embarrassedly.

Liu Piaopiao knew that Chen Huixian was coming to Junsha to meet Wang Zihao a few days ago.

As her best friend, Wang Yan, she also learned the news soon.

"Which best friend?" Liu Qianqian asked.

"Wang Yan, a classmate in the same class of high school." Liu Piaopiao briefly explained Wang Yan's situation.

"It's okay to just meet and watch idols. Let's have dinner together. Liu Qianqian didn't refuse.
To be continued...
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