Spring Thunder Chapter 0244 Hey! Soft-legged Crab
"I was kicked out." Qu Liuyan looked at Nan Yi and said sadly.
“Oh, then you can go to Times Square.”
Today, Times Square is filled with rapt movie theaters that specialize in films produced in the San Fernando Valley.
The films produced there, like Indian films, have dancing and are full of its characteristic symbols: Come on, Yeah baby.
The area around West 42nd Street is still full of pink memories, and it is not difficult for a good-looking woman to make a living there.
"Nan Yi, don't you care about the friendship between classmates at all?"
"Alumni, not classmates, thank you. If you get a green card, you can seek legal assistance, or you can go to Trinity Church to get a dinner." Nan Yi looked at his watch, "I should be able to get it now."
"I...I."
Nan Yi ignored her and said something to the two little ones. The three of them stood up and walked towards the apartment.
Qu Liuyan stood where she was, looking at the backs of Nan Yi and his group, looking at the group of people who were protecting Nan Yi in the middle. Veins on her face were exposed, and red blood was flowing underneath the blue. Her eyes were full of hatred, her nose was twisted, and her mouth wished she could bite Nan Yi twice.
"Nan Yi, I will teach you a lesson!" Qu Liuyan roared, the flame of revenge burning in her body.
Some people with distorted values are like this. They will not hate those who kick them into hell, but will think about revenge on those who did not help them. However, they never reflect on why others did not lend a helping hand.
"Dad, she is threatening you. Will she kidnap me and ask you for a ransom?"
"That's perfect. I'll just go with the flow and provoke her to kill the victim."
"Dad, she's so cute, how could you bear to let her go?"
"If you're willing to give it up, you can save some food."
"snort."
"Godfather, will she become a hidden danger?"
"Yes, no matter what kind of seeds, as long as they encounter the right soil, they will take root and sprout."
According to Nan Yi's usual style, he should have pretended to be poor just now, and given Qu Liuyan a little money stingily. He would not help but try not to make enemies with her, so as to avoid a "don't bully a poor woman" argument.
For women, it is much easier to climb out of the trough than for men. All they have to do is find the bootlickers and then climb up one by one.
"Godfather, what should I do?"
"I'll leave this question to you and Ruoyin. Godfather doesn't have much time to spend with you. I'll give you $200,000 and let Uncle Colonel assist you. You two should find a way to prevent this seed from sprouting."
After Nan Yi finished speaking, he said to the colonel: "Colonel, play with them."
"clear."
"Dad, are there any rewards for our good work?"
"Yes, but there are rewards and punishments. If you can't do it well, you will have to pretend to be disabled for half a year and go out on the street to beg for food."
"So cruel, what about the reward?"
"Dad is going to buy you a yacht. Didn't you say you wanted one last time?"
"Deal." Nan Ruoyin said seriously, "Uncle Colonel, I want the VIP's information, and someone needs to keep an eye on her. Sister Hongdou, do you have anything to add?"
"Not yet. That's all. Please help, Uncle Colonel."
"Got it!"
Seeing Nan Ruoyin and Fan Hongdou discussing something in a serious manner, Nan Yi smiled with satisfaction. Qu Liuyan was his whetstone for the two little ones, sharpening their two cute little knives.
The road of life requires constant trial and error. It is better to start early than late. Nan Yi can provide the two children with endless trial and error costs. As long as there are enough opportunities to try, even rotten wood can be carved into flowers, let alone two thousand-mile horses.
The next afternoon, Scarlett came back from Nevada, and Nan Yi took the initiative to visit her.
"What, another dividend? Adam, it's not even the end of the year yet and you want a second dividend?" Scarlett jumped up in anger when she heard Nan Yi talking about dividends.
"We have to divide it up. Pan Am is out of money."
"It's easy to deal with Pan Am's lack of money. I can lend money to Pan Am in my personal name. How much do you need? Is 10 million enough? If it's not enough, I can add more as long as you agree to my two conditions." Scarlett said after thinking it through.
"What conditions?"
"Pay it back within one year, 14% interest."
"We can discuss it."
The interest rate that Scarlett mentioned was not too high. Nan Yi had borrowed money at a daily interest rate of 5%.
Sometimes, if a company cannot make ends meet for a few days, it may go bankrupt. At this critical juncture of life and death, it has to borrow money no matter how high the interest rate is.
"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet. If Pan American can't pay back the money when it's due, the annual interest rate will become 25%. I can let you owe it for another year. If Pan American can pay it back on time, my money will be considered as a share of Pan American."
"Don't even think about it." Nan Yi almost jumped up and hit the ceiling. "You still want to convert debt into equity, what a good thing you are thinking. You are just a small shareholder, but you are rebellious. I own more than 67% of Dabifan shares and have absolute control. If I say dividends, you get them."
"Haha, don't be angry, Adam, you have another choice."
"explain."
"As long as you keep me out of bed for three days, I can lend you 20 million without interest." Scarlett said to Nan Yi with a smile in her eyes.
"Well, how about we talk about interest..."
Before Nan Yi could finish his words, Scarlett had already transformed into Catwoman and pounced on him, eating him from head to toe without even spitting out a bone.
Time rode on Nan Yi, the soft-legged crab, and it was ten o'clock in the evening. Scarlett hummed Stevie Nicks' "Stop Draggin' My Heart Around" and put a steak next to Nan Yi with butterfly steps.
Nan Yi picked up the knife and fork tremblingly, trying hard to control his shaking hands to cut the steak in the bowl, but his hands would not listen to him. The knife fell on the table with a clang. He picked it up with great difficulty and tried again, but it still clanged.
Nan Yi, who was so angry, threw the knife and fork on the table, and pounced on the steak like a vicious dog, biting it with his mouth.
Scarlett, who was sitting opposite Nan Yi, was just the opposite of him. She cut the steak slowly, picked up a small piece and put it into her mouth, chewing gently. As she chewed, her face was cracked and a trickle of water oozed out.
"The steak was good this time. I'll choose this brand next time. Benjamin, what do you think?"
Nan Yi raised his eyelids and glanced at Scarlett, and raised his middle finger with difficulty amid the creaking sound. This woman was so proud that she dared to call herself Benjamin.
Let me put it this way, Chinese people like to name their beloved dogs after fruits, vegetables and food, but some will name their dogs after people's names or even celebrities. The name Benjamin is their first choice.
"Benjamin, this is very rude of you. If you are angry, you can trample on me and whip me...hahahaha!"
Scarlett laughed heartily and unrestrainedly, and her smile had many meanings. It not only interpreted the entire "Original Origin of Darwin", but also explored "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature" by Song Yingxing. She also laughed out a piece of black soil, mercilessly mocking an old ox that could not plow the land.
Nan Yi, with blurry eyes, could only see the entire "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" from her face. He felt that he was Ximen Qing in "Jin Ping Mei", with great ambitions but trapped in a small drug store. He didn't know when he would be able to become the richest man in Shandong province.
“That money…”
Scarlett waved her hand and said, "Adam, don't mention money today. It will make me look down on you and treat you as a gigolo."
Nan Yi lowered his head, held the goblet in his mouth, and leaned back. The flaming red liquid flowed down the sides, and only a small amount could penetrate the gaps to moisten his already cracked and dry mouth.
At this time, Nan Yi perfectly interpreted what it means that people have to bow their heads under the eaves, what it means that the situation is stronger than the person, and what it means that Wu Dalang was kicked off the bed.
That day, the sun was particularly bright. When Nan Yi walked out of Scarlett's house, he met a director who insisted on inviting him to make a new movie. When Nan Yi asked what movie it was, the other party replied "Interview with the Vampire".
Pale and old, this is the true portrayal of Nan Yi at the moment.
Fortunately, there was a long piece of talisman paper that could turn stone into gold placed on his chest, which gave Nan Yi some comfort.
After three days of confusion, the Ten Fragrance Softening Muscle Powder that Scarlett had prescribed for him finally took effect. Nan Yi, who had recovered and was full of energy, asked about the progress of Nan Ruoyin and the other person.
"It is better to demolish ten temples than to break up a marriage. Dad, we found Aunt Qu's husband. He is a handsome white old man. He has persuaded her to go home. Not only has the handsome old man not paid his mortgage for three periods, but he also has many bills that have not been paid.
The bank will probably foreclose on his house soon, and the merchants who are owed money will probably sue them soon too.
I discussed it with Sister Hongdou and decided to provide free legal aid to the handsome old man, asking him to respond to the lawsuit and divorce Aunt Qu, and apply for a restraining order [no contact] at the same time, so that Aunt Qu will also have to share the debt, and she can't go to the handsome old man again. "
"Well done. Did your Aunt Qu get beaten?"
"No, Aunt Qu was very fierce. After being taken home, she used her left cheek to attack the handsome old man's fist. Left cheek, right cheek, right cheek, left cheek, a combination of face attacks made the handsome old man's fist bleed. It was very tragic."
"Oh, that's too bad. Our country is developing a bulletproof vest. The main material is the fiber imitating Qu Liuyan's facial skin. I heard that it can block close-range shooting from a 12.7 caliber sniper rifle."
"Wow, so sharp!"
"I'll buy you one when it's on the market."
"Okay." Nan Ruoyin nodded, "Dad, I won't talk to you anymore. We need to study the next plan."
"Go ahead."
After talking to Nan Ruoyin, Nan Yi went to his study room, where Ueto Masami was watching TV.
"President."
"Um."
"I just saw in the Tokyo Financial News that Chiba Bank's real estate mortgage loan has been raised to 77.5%, and the bank's appraisal price is close to the market price."
"This is a signal that mortgage loans are going to be relaxed. Perhaps in the future they may be raised to 100%, or even higher. As long as Tokyo's housing prices continue to rise and everyone believes that they will not fall, banks will approve loans for anyone who wants to buy real estate."
"I hope what the president said will not happen, otherwise Tokyo is finished, Japan is finished."
"It's not the end of it, we could just go back a few years. Let's not talk about Tokyo, Ikeda Karikyo has already turned the 200 million dollars into real estate and land, and we don't have the ability to make any new operations right now. Look around these two days to see if there are any mail-order companies that are about to go bankrupt."
"President, are you going into the mail-order business?"
“I have this idea.”
Nan Yi wanted to enter the mail-order industry not because he really valued this industry. The mail-order industry is already a sunset industry and will be replaced by online shopping in no time. His real purpose is to start planning big data.
From something as small as receiving a greeting card on your birthday to something as big as running out in the middle of the night and having the map directly plan a route to a 24-hour vending machine without waiting for you to enter your destination, these are all manifestations of big data.
What is the basis of big data?
Data, detailed data about every individual. No guesswork, everything is based on data.
As for the privacy issue, it's your fault for not reading carefully. We only have 2 million words. Although the text is a bit difficult to understand, there is no privacy agreement with any unfamiliar words.
Let me ask you, did you click the "Agree" button yourself?
Did anyone threaten you with a knife?
No, hehe!
Nan Yi wants to be the father of big data who will never be born. I step on them, I step on them, I love to step on the leeks.
