roccoschili Chapter 238 Fu Huaiyi's Family Assets Have Everything
Chapter 238 Fu Huaiyi's Family Assets Have Everything
Lin Yuyao had no choice but to get up and open the door for him.
Fu Huaiyi was wearing a military overcoat and carrying a suitcase.
He came in with a gust of cold wind, and Lin Yuyao, who was dressed in thin clothes, shivered and quickly shrank back into the quilt.
"What's wrong? What did you mention?"
Fu Huaiyi closed the door and locked it. Then he pulled up a stool and sat down by her bed, placed the box on the bedside table, and started fiddling with it.
"What is this?"
"My belongings."
Did he really bring all his belongings?
"This box is so unusual, why can't I open it after trying for so long?"
"Military safes are a bit more complicated."
Hearing him say that, Lin Yuyao also quieted down and watched intently as he fiddled with the box.
After fiddling with it for a while, it finally clicked open.
The box was opened, and inside were some cash, deposit slips, grain coupons, cloth coupons, and various other coupons... gold bars, jade artifacts, ancient coins... as well as complete sets of commemorative banknotes, stamps, and so on.
Other people's assets are just money, but his assets are quite substantial.
He took out his deposit slip and cash and said, "This is all the money I have. With yours, it's probably barely enough to buy a big house."
As he spoke, he picked up the commemorative banknotes and stamps and said, "These things are worth some money, but it's easy to sell them, but it will be difficult to buy them back in the future."
Even though Lin Yuyao was never rich in her previous life, she knew that these things would be very valuable in the future.
"Not for sale, keep it."
"Yeah, that's what I thought too."
Then he picked up the two gold bars and said, "These can't be sold either. We'll make you a set of jewelry for our wedding."
Lin Yuyao: "How many?"
"Not much, just two hundred grams. That should be enough if we're not making any large items."
Good heavens, two hundred grams is certainly enough.
Why do you want to store gold?
Could this be his savings for his wife?
“It wasn’t saved by me; it was given to me by my grandma before she passed away. It was quite a lot at first, but I sold it and bought a car. My daily expenses… cough cough, my daily expenses are a bit high, but from now on, you can manage our money, and I won’t spend it anymore.”
She was quite interested in that.
Then he asked, "How much was there originally?"
He gestured.
Lin Yuyao exclaimed in surprise, "Ten?"
Fu Huaiyi nodded.
This is a 100-gram stick! He originally had ten sticks, but now he only has two left.
How old is he?
If he doesn't ask his parents for money after he starts working, then he must have been supported by his parents before he started working.
In other words, he spent eight sticks in just four or five years.
This doesn't even include his salary.
This expense isn't just a little big, it's a hundred million big!
Lin Yuyao was initially somewhat insecure, feeling that she might not be good enough for him.
Now...
Wait a minute, she'll do the math.
"Your monthly salary is a little over a hundred?"
"It's gone up this year, two hundred."
Okay, that year it was over two thousand.
There weren't this many in the previous years.
He's worked for less than five years, but let's count it as five years; his actual salary isn't much.
They'll calculate my salary over five years, which is estimated to be several thousand yuan.
Lin Yuyao asked, "In the past few years of working, have you earned seven or eight thousand yuan in salary?"
She calculated it based on Lu Jiangting's salary, estimating that they were about the same.
Fu Huaiyi did the math and said, "About right, with occasional bonuses."
So, earning seven or eight thousand a month after several years of work is not as much as she earns by writing a book in a few months.
"Then what are these twenty thousand or so...?"
“When I was in school a few years ago, my parents subsidized me quite a bit. Back then, the school was strictly managed, and I hardly had any opportunities to spend money. I still have some left over from selling the gold bars, so this is all I have.”
Is this how Grandma spends the gold bars she gave him?
I don't know what Grandma said back then.
So compared to himself, he earned less and spent more.
Who's really marrying whom?
Thinking of this, the inferiority complex that had been suppressing Lin Yuyao vanished, and she suddenly became confident.
"That's great, but your expenses are indeed quite high."
She simply couldn't afford to grow flowers like that.
"It's fine if you're living alone, but you can't spend money like this to make ends meet."
Fu Huaiyi: "I'll take your word for it, this safe is yours too."
Lin Yuyao tried to lift it, but it was really heavy and she couldn't lift it at all.
"Let's put it in the bank." She remembered that banks had private safe deposit boxes, with an annual fee.
"This house isn't mine, it's rented from the landlord. If Pan Yi can climb in, anyone can. The landlord might even have a key. Be careful, or you might lose your suitcase too. It's not safe."
Fu Huaiyi felt a little guilty, but he agreed.
"Then go deposit it."
"Should I go deposit it?"
"Yeah, look at how easily I lose money. If I keep it, it might cost a lot more when it comes time to buy a house."
Whether his hands are prone to leaking wealth or not is unknown, but he is definitely a person who leaks money.
He always buys things that are good, and he's always treating people to meals.
Buying a bicycle, then a motorcycle, then a car—most families can't afford such a lot of hassle.
Lin Yuyao stared at his hands for a few moments, and his fingers exuded a sense of power.
Money is like sand; if you hold it too tightly, it will leak out.
……
The next morning, Lin Yuyao went to the bookstore and the printing factory's truck came. Before the official start of work, she loaded all six hundred sets of books onto the truck and took the signed books back to sell.
She received another call from Song Qin that day.
"Yuyao, I heard you signed all six hundred sets of books yesterday?"
"Yes."
Song Qin was delighted, as the other person she had was always slow and hesitant to sign books.
The fact that Lin Yuyao was able to sign it out in one day means she worked overtime yesterday.
Being diligent is a good thing; diligence can lead to wealth.
If she's rich, I'm rich too.
"Sister Song, is this the only batch? Are there any more?"
"Let's start with this batch. We can't sign too many in the first batch, so that it has a sense of scarcity. Once this is successful, there will be many more opportunities for book signings in the future, and there will be long queues for on-site signings. You need to be mentally prepared."
Lin Yuyao thought for a moment and said, "Let's wait until we're more famous before we talk about it. If we don't write well in the future, then let's just forget about it."
Song Qin: “…”
"You silly girl, I'm not trying to be mean, but I've noticed you're always so pessimistic."
is it?
"You're so young, full of energy, you should always try to think positively."
Lin Yuyao smiled and said, "You're right, I was the one who misunderstood."
"You're probably an introverted person, afraid of showing your face in public. If you really don't want to show your face, that's okay. Maintaining mystery is also a way to attract attention."
Lin Yuyao smiled and said, "I'll do whatever Sister Song says."
"Don't say I arranged it; the final result is up to you. Actually, fame is a double-edged sword. Appearances can help with publicity, and have you ever heard of publicity?"
"I've heard of it."
It's still a relatively new term, but it has a strong Hong Kong flavor.
Song Qin smiled and said, "Sure, you even know this phrase. I thought you were a bit old-fashioned. If you don't want to show up, then we can create an air of mystery by taking some blurry photos from time to time."