On Friday night, there were not many people in the last subway car. Li Si leaned on the handrail beside the door, yawning and reading "The Debt Crisis" by Bridgewater founder Ray Dalio.

Li Si took the subway and then took a taxi. When he got home, it was already 12 o'clock in the evening. He usually had to get up to go to work again after less than 6 hours of sleep.

Fortunately, tomorrow is the weekend, so he can finally sleep in. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed in his home with "bare walls". Li Si's home was not decorated much, just some simple functional furniture, decorations, etc.

More on that later.

Many people will choose to buy a small apartment first and then change it if they have the opportunity. If not, then at least they will have a place to live.

Your own house is your home, and this consciousness flows in the hearts of many people.

Li Si lay on the bed in his own nest. He slept until 6 o'clock in the morning, but no matter how much he wanted to sleep, he couldn't fall asleep.

This is also a common problem for many people. When I go to work, I look forward to taking a nap every day, but when I really take a rest, I can't fall asleep.

Li Si tossed it over and over, like a dish on a teppanyaki, stir-frying it back and forth.

Teppanyaki! Li Si was hungry when he thought of this, and couldn't even sleep.

As soon as Long Ming finished his run on the weekend morning, he received an email from Ling, which contained a news picture.

This news will cause turmoil in many things: Liu Xiangdong's overseas assets have further shrunk.

"Isn't it good to invest in the motherland? You have to go out and invest." Long Mingyi laughed at Liu Xiangdong.

Long Mingyi forwarded the email to Zhang Yueqian, who replied instantly: Is it time to harvest?

Long Mingyi replied: Everything is decided by Mr. Zhang.

Long Mingyi put his cell phone on the table and muttered to himself, "It seems that Zhang Yueqian is also a hard-working person."

Zhang Deyi certainly knows what to do. Liu Xiangdong will have to continue to sell off his fixed assets, and at the same time, he will also need to pay back the money to Zhang Deyi. In a vicious circle, Liu Xiangdong's life is not easy.

Life was not just difficult, Liu Xiangdong was so worried that he couldn't sleep at all.

He smoked a pack of cigarettes in the study, and from that night to the next morning he had a lot of gray hair.

Cutting off one's wrist is the only option before him. Sell foreign assets at low prices, otherwise it will drag down his entire assets and make him face difficulties.

But if Liu Xiangdong chooses to do this, it will be tantamount to tearing apart everything he has and exposing it in front of people. His situation is further deteriorating. And this time, it is useless for him to praise Long Mingyi. Praising Zhang Deyi? Shaping him is the new

The savior? Just kidding, that’s not pushing yourself into a pit of fire.

Everyone knows that Zhang Deyi will not stop until he takes away the biggest piece of your meat.

As soon as Long Ming let the circle continue to "talk" about Liu Xiangdong's situation, the spread of the word became serious. At that time, Liu Xiangdong's assets would be difficult to sell.

In a buyer's market, the more anxious you are to sell, the lower the price will be. The more anxious Liu Xiangdong is, the more others will wait for a better price.

Long Mingyi brought the news to Zhang Shujian. Zhang Shujian, who was on a business trip, also replied to him: Once Liu Xiangdong falls, your position as director is stable.

"Good morning, beautiful mother." Long Mingyi was in a good mood, and he greeted Shen Yiren warmly.

"Morning, handsome dad." Shen Yiren woke up in the morning and drank warm water from the cup.

"Shouldn't you sleep in today?"

"I'm not going to sleep anymore." Shen Yiren said: "Zeng Yang and Yu Yanyan's decorations are looking good. As a major shareholder, I have to go and take a look. I can't just hand over the shopkeeper."

"Sure enough, I still have the motivation to do it myself." Long Ming thought about it and said, "Should I send Fengfeng to learn painting today?"

"Good idea." After Shen Yiren said that, he jumped and ran away.

"I..." Long Mingyi laughed at himself: "Is this a question? It's not affirmative."

After dinner, Long Ming sent Long Youfeng to the interest class. This made Long Youfeng even more excited. It would be great if his father could send him off once a month.

Along the way, Long Youfeng talked with his father about "Transformers", "Saint Seiya", and "Shuke and Beta". Because Long Ming has only seen these, it is unlikely that he has watched "Xi Yangyang and Big Big Wolf", "Xiong Yang" Haunted", or "Peppa Pig".

The joy between the "big boy" and the little boy.

When they arrived at the interest class, Long Mingyi brought Long Youfeng to the teacher. The female teacher said a few words to Long Mingyi, praised the child for loving to learn painting and doing well, and took Long Youfeng in.

Most of the people waiting for their children around are nannies. After class, they take their children back or catch up with the next show.

As soon as Long Ming felt that staying here was boring, he went out for a walk.

The hobby class was in a store along the street in the community. He saw there was a supermarket next to it, so he walked in. There was a woman in her thirties sitting at the counter. As soon as Long Ming came in, he said, "What do you need to buy?"

Long Ming scanned the shelves and asked, "Is this the only kind of Momofuku instant noodles?"

"That's the only one." The woman said, "The sales are not very good. The delivery people don't like to give them away either."

"Okay." Long Ming bought a bottle of cold drink. He walked out of the supermarket, got into his car, took out his mobile phone and searched for nearby supermarkets, and then drove to the next one.

After walking through four or five supermarkets, Long Mingyi found that there were indeed very few Momofuku instant noodles on the shelves. There was only one situation: Momofuku Food Factory was in crisis.

"Qian En." Long Mingyi called Qian En.

"Brother Long." Qian En made a "bang" sound from his mouth.

"What are you doing?" Long Mingyi felt that Qian En seemed to be eating something.

"Eat cookies."

"I thought you were eating tree roots to save money." Long Mingyi said: "Let's get down to business, do we still hold shares in Fuxing, the parent company of Baifu Foods?"

"Yes." Qian En thought for a moment, "They have a piece of land in the new district. It will be very valuable."

"Sell Fuxing's shares at the opening on Monday."

"Brother Long, has there been any change?"

Long Mingyi said: "The deterioration in the sales of Baifu instant noodles will drag them down. Their land may be sold."

"Okay." Qian En said, "I'll clear the stock immediately on Monday."

If Fuxing's subsidiary Baifu Foods deteriorates due to product sales, it will drag down their financial results. They will have to make up holes, and this land will most likely change hands.

Long Ming drove back to the painting interest class. Mi Ming's call came in. "Boss, there is news. Huang Li's parents went to the villa on the island."

"Her parents just went?" Long Mingyi asked strangely.

"Hmm. My guess is that Huang Li didn't dare to tell his parents." Mi Ming said, "I'm pretty sure about the news."

The villa area where Zhang Yu's island villa is located has a security guard and a cleaner. They were "persuaded" by Mi Ming, who went to the island last time, and these two people were responsible for delivering the news to Mi Ming.

The security guard watched Zhang Yu's car carrying people into the villa. While chatting with Zhang Yu's nanny, the security guard learned about the arrival of Huang Li's parents.

Mi Ming said: "It is said that Huang Li's mother has a very loud voice and is not of high quality. She came here for two days and scolded the nanny in all kinds of ways."

"Zhang Yu has such a mother-in-law, which means there will be a huge war soon." As soon as Long Ming put down the phone, he had an expectation in his mind.

Seeing Huang Li's mother's behavior, she would not give up. Zhang Yu was to blame for her daughter's miscarriage. There was nothing easy to discuss about marriage or compensation. Long Ming flipped through Huang Li's information. His parents were poor.

, my younger brother graduated from technical school.
Chapter completed!