My name is Lin Qianjun. I have thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge, and thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge. I have joined a high-level department of thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge by relying on my family connections, but in fact the work here is quite boring.

Opening letters, reading letters, drinking tea, reading newspapers, and dozing off. Just when I thought this would be my ordinary life, something changed all this.

That was a sudden idea. I suddenly felt that why I was so serious about this job that no one paid attention to and could not be of much value? From that day on, I secretly threw the letters I received from the mailbox that the sender didn't recognize in the mailbox every day into the public toilet of the unit. And I finally had time to write poems, essays and novels. I felt that this was the job I dreamed of.

My name is Lin Qianjun. I am already a well-known writer now. I feel that my future is bright!

Article 2: "Never Decrypt" Fan Theater

Author: Resurrection Zhou

"Sister Bai, don't ask questions later. Haven't you read the list of questions I'll give you? Don't go beyond the outline!"

Bai Jie carefully pulled the clothes on her body. Today she was wearing a fashionable professional ladies suit, a small suit, a white shirt and a tucked half-step skirt. She really made men fascinated.

"I said Huang Er, Hu Die is as magical as you said? Can he be called the invisible richest man in our Star City?"

"Oh, aunt!" The young man named Huang Er by Bai Jie suddenly fell and beat his chest and shouted: "Don't say that later. We Brother Hu is a very, very low-key person. I am a friend I met with fishing with others. I respect us and have helped me twice!"

Huang Er was so anxious that he almost cried: "What kind of invisible richest man in Xingcheng is nothing! My brother Hu is just an ordinary person. If you say this again, I dare not take you to see him."

"Okay, I won't say it."

Bai Jie pursed her lips slightly, but the reporter's professional sense of smell made her even more suspicious of what was wrong with it.

Huang Er turned out to be a small boss selling seal oil, but it suddenly started last year. Not many people in Xingcheng know what business they are doing. But among these people, Huang Er's sister-in-law Bai Jie.

Huang Er took the one million yuan he had saved in recent years and plunged into the stock market. In less than a year, one million yuan turned into more than 20 million, which was simply a magical thing!

It was said that the reason why his brother-in-law Huang Er was able to get rich suddenly was because he heard the guidance of a man named Hu Die.

In the stock market, Hu Die never seems to make mistakes. Every time he cares about Huang Er, he can buy at the lowest stock price and withdraw before the dealer escapes.

After a while, Huang Er was actually a figure in Star City. It’s not that he had much money, but that many people who followed him to do markets secretly gave him a nickname - Stock God.

But Bai Jie knew that there was someone else in the real stock god.

If a person can just listen to another person’s guidance a few times, he can increase his principal by twenty times in a year. Then how much money does this person who gives him guidance have?

No matter how you look at it, Bai Jie thinks, maybe this person is an invisible rich man in Star City, right? Chinese people always say that they are rich but no one knows how rich people are, so don’t have too many.

Based on the professional sense of reporters, Bai Jie always felt that there must be some amazing stories about this man named Hu Die.

Dingdong—

Huang Er gently rang the doorbell. The Butterfly Building, a high-rise luxury apartment in the city center, is worth every inch of land, and ordinary small bosses can't afford it. Either the top figures in the city's shopping malls buy the storefront, or the senior leaders holding power use it to hide their charms in the golden house. Even if the rich people are willing to slap the swollen face and pretend to be fat, they simply don't even know which direction the door of the sales office is facing.

Just Bai Jie and his TV host, if they could walk around here, it would be enough for them to have a week of blowjob.

Click, the people in front of Huang Er were opened from the inside. A young man who looked about in his early twenties had a cell phone around his neck, and seemed to be making an impatient call with someone.

"Yes, Director Lin, I won't go to Hong Kong in July. Those group of Hong Kong Can will be a piece of shit in the future. It's very troublesome. What should I go to see? I'm also worried about it. It's the point that we have done it ourselves."

"I won't say anything anymore, I'm here to visit. OK, don't worry, I will pass on the latest review analysis to you on time."

"Huang Er, you are here!" Hu Die took the phone off his neck and looked behind him and couldn't help but lit up: "Who is this?"

"This is what my wife and sister, I told you last time, Bai Jie! Our Star City TV station, the host of the 15-point financial column!"

"Oh, please come in quickly." Hu Die scratched his head and smiled: "I said why do you look familiar? It turns out to be Bai Jie...the host!"

"Oh, by the way!" Hu Die hugged Huang Er's shoulder and asked softly in his ear: "The director of our Xingcheng TV station is not called Gao Yi, right? Also, has your sister-in-law been married? Have you ever been a high school teacher?"

"Uh, no, no!" Huang Er was confused when asked and replied subconsciously: "The director of Xingcheng TV Station seems to be Chen Chuan. Bai Jie worked at the TV station as soon as she graduated. How could she be a teacher?"

"Oh, that's fine. Hi, sorry, I'm just watching me reminiscing with Huang Er, Miss Bai, please come in quickly." Hu Diei smiled mysteriously, reached out to make a gesture of asking for him.

Bai Jie carefully looked at Hu Die, who had felt a little mysterious before, and saw that he was wearing a very casual T-shirt and shorts, and was wearing a pair of sandals that cost five yuan in the supermarket. He had no special appearance.

However, Hu Die has a very handsome face, neat and refreshing short hair, combined with three-dimensional and delicate facial features and a pair of sword-browed eyebrows and phoenix eyes, which can make any woman soft and weak at first glance.

Apart from the unknown mobile phone he was holding, this person was almost an ordinary handsome guy.

However, as long as you live in the Butterfly Building, even if you wear a hull vest and big shorts, it is called low-key, luxurious and connotation.

Going out with people in Xingcheng to have dinner, putting a door card for the Butterfly Building on the dining table is more useful than throwing a string of Maserati's car keys.

Bai Jie restrained her confused mood, smiled slightly, and tried her best to maintain her reserved image - although it was not easy, she did it in the end! She did not leak out the water!

With her most goddess-like posture, she stepped across the threshold and walked into the room.

However, when she walked through the porch into the living room, Bai Jie's expression suddenly became petrified.

This is the living room of the people living in the Butterfly Building?

The living room of hundreds of square meters is luxurious in the Butterfly Building. However, in such a large living room, there is no feeling of being rich at all.

The mats on the sofa were placed in a mess, and the coffee table was filled with packaging bags of beer and various snacks. On the floor of the living room, a few shirts with very particular fabrics were thrown away casually like rags.

Below the two super large-screen TVs are various CDs and several players connected by various cables like a ball of twists and turns, and there are also "debris" of handheld cameras on the ground.

"I'm sorry, the aunt I hired at home will come to clean the weekend, it's a little messy."

Hu Die reached out and scratched his head, and smiled embarrassedly.

Well, anyway, he is rich and willful. Bai Jie decided to turn a blind eye to this. For rich people, this is called free and easy nature, personality, and carelessness!

She decided to comfort herself like this, ignoring Hu Die's little "flaws".

"Does Mr. Hu live here by himself?" Bai Jie looked around and asked curiously: "Didn't live with her girlfriend or parents? Sorry, I mean, it seems that you are not old."

"My age is confidential! As for my other personal information, I'm sorry-" Hu Diei laughed and spread his hands and said, "Miss Bai, your secret level is not enough!"

Bai Jie rolled her eyes helplessly in her heart.

"I said Huang Er, what day is the week today?" Hu Die suddenly turned his head and asked Huang Er.

"Ah? Today... Thursday?" It was obviously not the first time Huang Er has been here. He must have been used to such scenes for a long time.

"Thursday."

Hu Die walked to the side and started counting against the row of doors on the wall: "One, two, three, four, okay, this one is this!"

He walked to the fourth door on the wall, unscrewed the door lock with a click, and then pushed the door open.

The door was only opened for a crack. Hu Die saw the scenery inside clearly, his face changed quickly, and he closed the door casually.

"I said Huang Er, today is really Thursday?" Hu Die frowned, picked up the phone in his hand and lit the screen, and said helplessly: "What, today is Friday, why are you living a more confused than me!"

"Uh, today is Friday?"

Huang Er was confused. Could it be that he remembered it wrong?

"On Friday, this one!" Hu Die pushed open the fifth door. Sure enough, there was a very spacious, clean and tidy study and bedroom suite inside, which made him smile with satisfaction.

"I said Huang Er." Bai Jie's face was a little pale and she asked in disbelief: "There are seven doors on this wall. Can't she stay one every day a week?"

"Shh--"

Huang Er nodded gently: "Sister Bai, just know it yourself, don't say it out."

She remembered the scene inside the door that Hu Die opened the fourth door before and she vaguely saw. It seemed that, probably, vaguely, there was someone on the bed? Looking at the legs, it seemed that there was more than one person?

"Okay, okay." Bai Jie was shocked in her heart. I don't understand the world of rich people...

Bai Jie followed Huang Er and walked into the room that Hu Die opened. The neat and spacious room was visible. It was the result of someone carefully caring and decorating it. From the visits and furnishings of the items to the cleaning intensity and standards, it can be seen that the "aunt" here is really good!

"Then let's start the interview now?"

Hu Die casually sat down on the sofa at the door and smiled at Bai Jie.

"Okay, can I record the audio?" Bai Jie took out the recorder and asked inquiring.

"Oh, this won't work." Hu Die waved his hands repeatedly: "We said that this interview will not leave any records and will not involve my personal information."

"Okay." Bai Jie's expression was pitiful, full of pity and frustration: "Is it really not possible?"

"It really doesn't work." Hu Die smiled bitterly.

"Okay, I'll ask the first question first." Bai Jie had to correct her sitting posture and asked: "Mr. Hu Die, you told Huang Er that there will be a financial crisis in Southeast Asia this year. Is there any basis for this?"
Chapter completed!