Chapter 612: Make a small profit.

Eighty million... Then won’t we get rich? Zhen didn’t know if he was too excited and said numb and expressionlessly.

Eighty million people divided... Each person had ten million! Qiu Wen, who was born in the countryside, said with a red eyes and gasping.

Actually, what I mean by 80 million means 80 million fish and grain. The liberal arts scratched his head and said.

Lao Xu, you have a good mind. Calculate how much money each of us can pay. Zhen asked anxiously.

For 80 million fish and grain, fish and grain should be considered virtual currencies such as Q coins? Although they have no value, they have a certain transaction value. For 80 million fish and grain, 10% of them must be drawn for charity; but we agreed with the organizers of the Charity Chess King Competition and they gave us the right to broadcast; we donated 10% of the income to them for charity. That is to say, 80 million has become 72 million, and these 72 million are our income; if the national taxes are removed, it will be about 60 million, and according to the exchange ratio between fish and RMB, it is generally 10 to 1; but we are too large and are eager to sell, so I conservatively estimate that 60 million fish and grain should have 5 million yuan, and according to the distribution method that our dormitory said; I divided 50% to total 2.5 million, and the liberal arts and grains total 30% to total 1.5 million; the other six people divided the remaining one million to about 160,000 to each person, which is probably like this.

Sixty thousand!? This is no longer a small number for a student.

Wait a moment! This is too unfair, right? Lao Xu, you only have 2.5 million yuan by yourself? Zhen said a little dissatisfied.

Do you think I'm so easy to make? First of all, you have to know that you have to pay 100,000 US dollars to participate in the Charity Chess King Competition; that is, the registration fee is about 600,000 to 700,000 yuan, and then you have to constantly study opponents; control the market, and I have to keep winning on this premise; do you have no idea how difficult it is?

Anyway, I feel unbalanced, so how can I do this? Zhen said unreasonably.

It is indeed not easy for Zhendu to be a host, so let's do this; except for the 80 million fish food that I guessed and the gifts that the audience gave, there are about one million. This part does not need to be taken out to do charity, as long as the tax is deducted; the money will be distributed to Zhendu and the others, Lao Xu, what do you think? Wen Ke said.

Let me calculate it. The commission for one million plus gifts is about 1.5 million. The six people are divided equally and it happens to be 250,000 for each of them. However, considering that Zhen is the host who pays a lot; the other five people each give 50,000 yuan to Zhendu, so that Zhendu is 500,000 yuan per person; the others each have 200,000 yuan. If this happens, everyone has no objection, right?

I don't care, we did nothing anyway; we earned as much money as we took for free. Xiangwang is a sensible person, said.

Yes, we didn't do anything; 200,000 fell from the sky was already very good. Qiu Wen also agreed with this allocation plan.

Others also expressed their willingness to accept it, even if this was finalized.

422 Everyone went to the convenience store downstairs to buy a large number of beer, and everyone decided to celebrate the first pot of gold in their lives; of course, Xu Ziling was exceptional, because he had made more than once his first pot of gold; and Xu Ziling liked to drink Coke more than wine.

Xu Ziling sat on the rooftop, next door was the other members of the 422. Xu Ziling looked at the moon in the sky and couldn't help but smile. They are all lucky people. How many people can make so much money at their age? How many people can live happily like them?

Xu Ziling took out the phantom treasure box that Huang Mei gave to him from his pocket. The bright moonlight poured on the rooftop like a scattered waterfall. Xu Ziling suddenly had the urge to open the phantom treasure box, but his desire to survive stopped Xu Ziling's behavior.

He has been hiding the Illusion Treasure Box for almost two or three days. Xu Ziling, which is a life-threatening thing to the user, will never be handed over to Zheng Yongfen; but his intuition told him that this thing is a treasure, and maybe there will be something useful in the future; this is what is called tasteless and a pity to throw it away.
Chapter completed!