I'll run away when I see the president

Chapter 254 We Are Actually Poor

Winter is here, can Spring Festival be far behind?
After all, is it the most important festival of the year, Li Xiaohuan wondered why there are so many people in the Lin family who have worked so hard for a year, why can't they give a year-end bonus or something?
During the Spring Festival last year, Li Xiaohuan started to be a housekeeper with the assistance of Will's housekeeper, but at that time, Will's housekeeper was the main one, and Li Xiaohuan was the assistant. This year, it is Li Xiaohuan's attention.

There are rules on how much the Lin family sends out at the end of the year, so Li Xiaohuan can just follow it, but this is not because the old man just came home during the Spring Festival last year, and there are more people in the family, so he still needs to be extra careful. It was due to the quarrel with Lin Hai, and it was really hard work for them to take such good care of Lin Yunsheng.

So Li Xiaohuan wondered if he could give more at the end of this year.

When it comes to money, although Butler Will is not the chief butler in charge, he doesn't know much about it, so Li Xiaohuan rushed to ask Lin Hai.

How much money does Lin Hai make in a year? Li Xiaohuan 'vaguely' 'vaguely' remembers that she still owes Lin Hai a lot of money.

It's only two or three thousand... Wan, Lin Hai doesn't care about it at all, so is Lin Hai's family rich?
Li Xiaohuan raised her head and blinked her starry eyes. Although she never thought of marrying into a wealthy family and becoming a rich wife, the more money, the better.

Lin Hai looked at Li Xiaohuan's shining eyes, and couldn't help but want to play tricks on her.

He didn't know Li Xiaohuan's reason for coming, so he frowned and looked at her with some embarrassment.

"Usually, it's probably a little more. Didn't you just acquire Han's this year, and a large part of the funds have been invested..."

Li Xiaohuan tilted his head, as if something was wrong, buying a group, shouldn't it be a source of wealth?However, Lin Haishu's hole amount also makes sense, so the acquisition and acquisition, don't you have to pay outside?
Li Xiaohuan was slightly disappointed, but only for [-] seconds. She was not Tu Linhai's money. For a slum girl who was insecure and full of self-esteem, Lin Hai was too rich, and Li Xiaohuan was under great pressure.

Even if Lin Hai unfortunately went bankrupt one day in the future, wouldn't Li Xiaohuan still have a small treasury to support him?Thanks to Lin Hai, it seems that it is not too difficult to raise Lin Wan'er and Lin Yunsheng now, after all, they are still young and can earn money.

"Like This……"

Li Xiaohuan's fingers are unconsciously scratching the palm of the other hand, calculating how much money she has in her small coffers, Lin Hai will stuff some pocket money into her bag from time to time, fearing that she will run out of money when she treats An An and Hua Ling to dinner. The dead camel was bigger than the horse, and Young Master Lin's pocket money was also an objective expense.

There are also a few shops that Lin Hai puts under her name, and there are a lot of rent collection, and Li Xiaohuan has led the line of Xiaotian and Tuhao uncle for the famous officials, and there are many bonuses. It is not a problem to have a good year with a salary increase.

Li Xiaohuan figured it out, and the expression on his face suddenly relaxed. Lin Hai looked at Li Xiaohuan's cloudy and sunny face, and found it very interesting. Li Xiaohuan was definitely the most expressive person he had ever seen.

That's not true, when did Lin Hai pay attention to the facial expressions of people other than Li Xiaohuan.

Li Xiaohuan felt that as a virtuous housemate, she could not put too much financial pressure on Lin Hai, so she reached out and hooked Lin Hai's neck, mysteriously crawled on his ear, and told Lin Hai all about her small treasury.

Lin Hai really doesn't know how much money Li Xiaohuan has in his hand. Listening to Li Xiaohuan counting items one by one, seeing her appearance as a fan of little money, it is the first time that Lin Hai thinks that money is a good thing. Anyway, it can make Li Xiaohuan happy. It's a good thing.

"So, don't work too hard. I'm also working now, so I can help you support your family. Is my calendar good?"

Li Xiaohuan patted his chest and asked Lin Hai for credit. Lin Hai was joking with her at first, but when he heard that Li Xiaohuan was an iron rooster with money like his life, he was willing to use his small coffers to help him support his family, a strange feeling rushed through his heart .

They are one.

But Lin Hai soon knew what it meant to shoot himself in the foot.

Lin Hai’s few hobbies include collecting sneakers. If economic conditions allow, many boys will take this hobby as a lifelong career.

So Lin Hai has a special room for his precious shoes. The custom-made transparent shoe box is stacked from the floor to the ceiling. I still like to visit treasures and night markets.

Lin Hai looked at these shoes as eyeballs, Li Xiaohuan couldn't help but be speechless every time he cleaned up, he wasn't a centipede, he bought so many shoes...

Not only that, when Lin Hai buys shoes, he always buys two pairs, one pair for collection, and the other pair for careful wearing.

Li Xiaohuan's attitude is, shoes, you can buy them, who doesn't have any hobbies yet, but today is different, don't spend unnecessary money, Lin Hai has so many shoes, wear them once or twice at most, and then seal them up. No need to buy two pairs.

Lin Hai was suffering in his heart and couldn't tell. He was rich and had a lot of money.

But what Li Xiaohuan said was also reasonable, Lin Hai occasionally felt that he was a bit extravagant.

Lin Hai has a lot of collector's shoes with thousands or even tens of thousands of shoes. Even a local tyrant like Lin Hai feels a little distressed when he wears them out after a few times.

Then use this money to buy delicious food for Li Xiaohuan, and it’s also good to save money for powdered milk, girl, you must know that the powdered milk you and I bought are all your father’s shoes...

On the most lethal sentence on the court: your shoes are fake.

Lin Hai went home and researched it, hey, his shoes are really fake.

In order to show his support for Li Xiaohuan's housekeeper, Lin Hai reported the things he wanted to buy to Li Xiaohuan, and Li Xiaohuan was responsible for the purchases. Lin Hai never carried any money with him.

In fact, it is very convenient to buy shoes for Lin Hai, anyway, they are the latest models, and Lin Hai has other styles.

Lin Hai aggressively confronted Li Xiaohuan with his mocked fake shoes.

"Didn't you like his style when you bought shoes?"

Lin Hai nodded.

"That's it, isn't this style the same as the original? And they say the quality is better than the original."

The original version is usually bought by rich people and stored at home. The tens of thousands of shoes can really be worn up and down the mountain. The anti-student party wears them daily, and the quality is guaranteed.

Although Li Xiaohuan also thinks this is a bit bad, but this is not a special treatment in a special period.

What Li Xiaohuan said made sense, Lin Hai suddenly didn't know how to refute, and walked away silently carrying his shoes.

"Hey, buy another pair of the shoes I wore yesterday, my number... why not, I can't collect it."

Ma Xiaoxiao transferred 1000 yuan to Gu Wutang with a constipated face. Who would have thought that Lin Hai would actually wear fake shoes...

(End of this chapter)