The first time in his life he earned money, Liu Longsheng was naturally happy.
An invigorated Liu Longsheng also said, "If I had two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, or even five hundred thousand, then earning ten thousand wouldn't be so simple!"
Xu Lin came in with a line: "How much stock do you still have now?"
Liu Longsheng: "Eighty thousand!"
Xu Lin nodded and continued to focus his attention on the computer screen.
Come to think of it, eighty thousand is quite a bit, and this is most of Liu Longsheng's wealth.
In Xu Lin's view, such entrepreneurship carries the risk of losing everything, after all, where is business a guaranteed profit and kind of a goldmine? Risks have to be considered.
But Xu Lin didn't say anything else, nor was it any of his concern.
At this point, Xu Lin opened WeChat.
Lei Haolong sent him a selfie of a girl.
"Xu Lin, what do you think of this girl?"
"She's pretty, looks nice enough, you like her?"
