"Did you get paid?"

Just as he opened the door with the key, a slightly anxious face appeared in Anderson's eyes. He met his wife's gaze and looked at the position under his feet with a guilty conscience. At the same time, he turned to move in the box outside the door, and also The urn sounded angrily, and answered impatiently, "No."

"No?" Mrs. Anderson's already under-maintained skin has slackened a lot, nasolabial lines, crow's feet, forehead lines..., dull and rough skin, her face is full of disappointment, her hands are subconsciously clasped together, "Then we What about this month?"

There will be bills in the mail soon, and if they can't pay those bills, they'll be put on a high-risk list, and if they default again and don't repay what they owe, banks or some businesses will Initiate the investigation process.

As long as investigators don't think they have the ability to continue to repay, then the goods they buy through installments, even houses, are auctioned off and the proceeds of the auction are used to pay off the debt.

What's even more frightening is that as long as one company initiates an investigation, all businesses with an installment agreement will initiate an investigation, which is enough to directly destroy a family!

There have been several cases around them in recent months, and those neighbors have had to sell their houses and move to poorer, more dangerous neighborhoods.

It's full of criminals of all kinds, skilled women, pimps and whatever, and it's hell, and certainly heaven for some.

Anderson moved three cardboard boxes into the house, and he went straight to the sofa and sat down. His wife circled the boxes, "What's inside?"

Facing his wife's rambled cross-examination, his mind was about to explode, "The factory uses things to offset wages, maybe you go out and ask the neighbors if anyone needs them, it's a better choice than giving me a headache here, you. What do you say?"

The two looked at each other for a moment. Mrs. Anderson did not leave the room, but began to clean up in silence, taking a rag to clean up everywhere.

In fact, before Anderson came back, Mrs. Anderson had already cleaned the house. For most full-time housewives, in addition to taking care of their children and husbands, there are only a few things left for them to do.

Watching TV, chatting with neighbors, cleaning, and some even cheating.

Whenever Mrs. Anderson's mood reaches a critical value, she will start to do housework, silently doing housework, as if she is isolated from the whole world and will not be disturbed by the outside world, until her mood returns to normal.

Anderson, who was sitting on the sofa, saw Mrs. Anderson, who had entered the "state" again, had a headache. He felt that he was the victim of cold violence. Look at this defiant woman!

He actually didn't like Mrs. Anderson very much. They were married and living together was just the need of life. This is the sadness of ordinary people, and reality will never give way to ideals.

The rich and the privileged are just the opposite. Only they have the soil suitable for ideal and romantic growth.

Anderson slapped his head and left the house, he needed to get out and think about what to do next month.

Not long after he left home, a young man gave him a leaflet with a smile.

Usually when this happens, Anderson turns it into a paper airplane or a wad of waste paper and throws it in the trash.

But now he is in a state of anxiety, he needs to do something to divert his attention, so he turns his attention to this flyer.

"Gatnau, pay immediately!"

"It's your friend who can give you thirty or fifty dollars!"

"It's your relatives who can give you three or five hundred yuan!"

"We can give you three or five thousand, and we are the only ones who can give you three or five thousand!"

"Gatnau, pay on time, Gat, trouble!"

A promotional flyer for a financial company. Anderson, who was just about to discard the flyer, was suddenly stunned. Maybe these people can solve his troubles!

Not long after, Anderson came to the address on the flyer with three cardboard boxes on his back. It was on the edge of the city center of Sabine City, which was completely different from other financial companies that were almost on the edge of the city. It also gave Anderson some inexplicability. psychological approval.

There were many people at the scene, which also made him feel an unprecedented atmosphere, even a little bit worse than the social development in the early years.

In the past, although he was poor and the economy was underdeveloped, everyone lived a fulfilling life, unlike now, at least in the past he didn't need to think about losing his job.

He looked at the row of agreement tables in the open air in the distance, and then looked at the various collaterals piled up like hills, and he sighed silently.

"Pay attention to the market dynamics of the entire city and surrounding cities, and can't be too rigid..."

Lynch was discussing valuation with Mr. Fox, his son and two of his subordinates.

Valuation is not a very casual, very simple, very easy job, it is a very complicated job.

For the agreements that Lynch gave to the bank before, the bank's valuation was more than three million, but Mr. Fox's valuation was close to four million, which means that Mr. Fox's overflow may become his own huge risk—— Actually it doesn't exist.

But this wrong way will still lead to a lot of trouble. For example, the loan will be less and less with the agreement. In order to make his money become more and more, Lynch must let them know how to correctly value the value.

"There is no special consulting company in Sabin, so you have to do these things yourself. Of course, if you can't do it well, but you are willing to spend money, I can help you." He couldn't help laughing when he said that. He always wanted to show his brightest smile when he met a generous donor.

"We have to figure out which items are slow to sell, which items are easy to sell, which items are suitable for lowering prices, and which items are suitable for appropriately raising prices. This is a science!"

He looked around, and suddenly pointed in Anderson's direction, "Look at that person..." The eyes of the four people next to him immediately followed Lynch's direction, "He brought three of the same things at once. , it still looks new."

"I'll bet that these things were either stolen by him or credited to him by others, so we can be a little more aggressive."

"As for how to figure out the price of this thing..." Lynch took out a piece of paper with more than ten phone numbers on it, "Here is the phone number of the top channel dealer in Sabine City, as long as it is in Sabine City Anything that can be legally purchased in the market, they can check the price here.”

"Call and ask for a quote, you can even ask about recent sales of these things and give these people a lower price."

"In this way, you can get the largest denomination agreement with the least amount of money, and I can raise more funds for you!"

Mr. Fox's eyes began to glow, and he felt that the best decision of his life was to give Lynch a chance to speakthat was when they first met, and Mr. Fox thought Lynch was sent by someone else. Troubled guy.

But he was very generous and gave Lynch a chance to speak, and this led to the next cooperation between them and the earth-shaking changes in the financial company in Gattenau.

Now the changes in the financial company are getting bigger and faster. He used to think about winning Lynch to become a shareholder, but now he doesn't think so.

He has been doing accounts for the past few days. If all the principal and interest are recovered, plus the voluntarily surrendered collateral, his wealth can reach 10 million in two or three months!

Before that, it took him almost half his life to earn the two million yuan property, and now it's only a few months.

It is impossible for him to share such a large amount of money with Lynch. It would be a lot to give him a little service fee, at least one or two million.

Young people should know how to be satisfied, which Lynch did very well.

He looked at Lynch with more and more satisfaction, and finally glanced at his son, "You have to learn more from Lynch's friends and don't fool around with those women all day, understand?"

This made Mr. Fox's son a little embarrassed, but he nodded anyway.

In their eyes, Lynch is like a magician, a magician who can turn money into magic!

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I suddenly realized that what we lacked the most was an imaginative class representative.

In fact, at the end of the last chapter, the poster was shot on Anderson's face, and there are many deeper metaphors.

First of all, it is not just a literal meaning, every day is a new day. I think this translation is very one-sided. In the context of the times, this sentence should be translated as "every day is full of new hope", which is more in line with the context of the times.

The words on the poster essentially represent the blind optimism of the lower classes of society about the future, even after a year or two of continued weakness in the market.

This is partly due to their own reasons, and partly due to the needs of the upper class for the lower class. For example, the upper class has been saying that although the market is weak, the financial market continues to rise.

The poster is blown away by the wind, which means that a storm is coming, and it also means that some things cannot be covered. The upper society will lose control of the lower society, at least the control on the surface is out of control.

Some questions will soon surface.

The poster was slapped in the face, representing the ideal defeated by reality, and in turn gave optimistic people a slap in the face, and the contradiction between the two ends of the society began to heat up.

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Therefore, we lack an excellent class representative!!!