The richest man: I really don’t want to make money.

Beiming County,

New Year's Eve.

After Chen Mo and his parents visited relatives, they returned home.

My parents are making dumplings in the kitchen.

Chen Mo was sitting in the living room and started a long-planned plan.

He took out his mobile phone, entered the chat software, and entered a work group.

This group was organized and established by him before his vacation. It is filled with the leaders of various companies. They have been waiting for this moment.

After thinking for a while, I edited a package for 200 yuan and sent out 50 packages.

Soon someone received the red envelope.

Wei Yan received the red envelope...

Li Shen received the red envelope...

Wu Yu received the red envelope...

.........

Seeing so many people receiving red envelopes, Chen Mo smiled slightly.

After receiving my red envelope, it’s not too much to give me a red envelope.

Not long after,

The phone rang suddenly.

Wei Yan transfers the money to you and leaves a message: Mr. Chen, Happy New Year, may your career be prosperous in the new year.

Fang Chang transfers money to you and leaves a message: Happy New Year, Mr. Chen, may your career take off with a new outlook.

Wu Yu transfers the money to you and leaves a message: Mr. Chen, Happy New Year, may your career reach a higher level in the new year.

Shen Rou transfers the block to you and leaves a message: Mr. Chen, Happy New Year (Fireworks)

.............

Looking at the transfer records one by one, Chen Mo nodded with satisfaction. In any case, these employees were quite good. Basically, people at the manager level had transferred 1 yuan to him.

This was something he didn't expect.

I don’t know if it was discussed in private.

Looking at the transfer records one by one, Chen Mo did a simple calculation and found that this time he received more than 16 New Year's red envelopes.

The 200 yuan red envelope was exchanged for 16 yuan, which was quite cost-effective, and it had already exceeded the amount he had settled through the system several times before.

At this time, his personal funds have exceeded 30.

Now I am looking forward to the next Spring Festival, which is not as easy as relying on system settlement.

It would be nice if there were no congratulations after the transfer.

But for the sake of the transfer, I forgive them.

Chen Mo thought secretly, and then put his phone away.

My parents were still making dumplings in the kitchen. The TV in the living room started playing the New Year party, and the crackling of firecrackers came from the window.

New Year!

"Here, the dumplings are ready. Eat them while they're hot."

I do not know how long it has been,

Each of the parents carried two plates of dumplings and placed them on the dining table.

Chen Mo heard this and walked over.

"Eat quickly and see who can get the coin this year."

Mother put down the bowls and chopsticks and said urgently.

Making dumplings with coins during the New Year has been a custom here for many years. Anyone who can eat dumplings with coins will mean that in the new year, there will be good luck, smooth career, promotion and wealth.

Chen Mo looked at the four plates of dumplings on the table and thought for a moment that it would be better for him to have a few less dumplings.

Good luck?

He doesn't need it. He wishes that in the new year, it would be better for all his industries to lose money.

Even those two popular games suddenly stopped being popular.

"Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it's lumpy."

Mother pushed a plate of dumplings over.

Looking at the dumplings in front of him, Chen Mo picked up a dumpling at random and ate it.

Just after taking the first bite, my tooth was hit by something.

Finished!

Chen Mo's heart sank. There was only one situation that could hurt his teeth, and that was if he ate a dumpling filled with coins.

I bit it twice, then spit one onto the table.

"Did you get a coin from the first dumpling? It seems that my son will have great luck and make a fortune this year!"

Mother Yang Xiulian looked at the coins spit out on the table and said with surprise.

When she went out to buy groceries these days, her neighbors often came to her to discuss her son's affairs. Some praised her and introduced her to her, all because her son drove a car back.

At this time, my son got a coin from the first dumpling. This is definitely a good sign, and his career will definitely be smoother this year.

Chen Mo looked at the coins on the table blankly, muttering secretly in his heart.

It doesn't work, it doesn't work...

After all, every family makes dumplings and puts coins in them every year during the festival. With so many people eating them, few get rich.

It's okay if he eats it.

Chen Mo comforted himself secretly, and then picked up the second dumpling and started eating it. Anyway, he had already eaten coins, so he didn't have so many taboos, and he could eat as much as he wanted.

The New Year's Eve dinner ended quickly.

Second grade of junior high school,

After Chen Mo and his father placed a whip downstairs, they returned upstairs.

Mother was preparing food in the house, and father went to help.

He was left alone in the living room again, but not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Chen Mo walked to the door of the room and opened it.

"Brother, sister-in-law, why are you here?"

Looking at his eldest brother Li Zhengqi and sister-in-law Song Qing standing at the door, Chen Mo spoke in surprise.

"Your sister-in-law and I came here to thank you."

The eldest brother Li Zhengqi said and handed over the gift he bought.

"Thanks for what?"

Chen Mo was a little confused.

"It's about Song Xia. Song Xia went home the day before yesterday. Now she can get a salary of more than 1 yuan a month. Thank you very much."

"Even if Song Xia is a college graduate, with her ability, I don't believe she can get a salary of more than 1 yuan just after starting work. You must be helping her."

"Thank you so much."

Song Qing looked at Chen Mo and said seriously.

Ever since Song Xia opened a milk tea shop and lost money, her family members have become angry. Song Xia was even afraid that her parents would say something about her, so they all hid with her.

But thanks to Chen Mo's arrangement of work, Song Xia stabilized, how could she not be grateful.

Listening to Song Qing's words, Chen Mo instantly understood that he was here to thank him.

However, the salary he offered Song Xia was more than [-]. It seemed that Song Xia had concealed part of his salary.

Also, if the salary is too high, it will arouse the suspicion of his family. He doesn't want his family to know about opening a money-losing coffee shop.

After thinking about this clearly, Chen Mo looked up at his eldest brother and sister-in-law.

"Come inside quickly, it's cold outside."

He quickly welcomed the two people into the house.

"Auntie, happy New Year, uncle, happy New Year."

Li Zhengqi and the others entered, and happened to meet Yang Xiulian and Chen Jingrui coming out of the kitchen.

"Happy New Year, have you eaten?"

Yang Xiulian looked at the two people who came in and greeted them warmly.

"Not yet. I just made it at home and will eat it when I get back soon." Li Zhengqi said.

"Why don't you go back to eat? I just made this meal. I can just eat it here."

Yang Xiulian said as she pulled Li Zhengqi to the dining table.

After some prevarication, Li Zhengqi and Song Qing were finally retained.

While eating, mother Yang Xiulian already knew the purpose of Li Zhengqi and Song Qing's visit, and hurriedly spoke to urge them.

"Chen Mo, Xiaoxia works in your company, please take care of her more."

"I know."

Chen Mo nodded.

I thought,

If you knew that Song Xia is now the general manager of a company, you would know how much I take care of her, but this is a company that has been losing money.