I'm really not a genius

"I will pay my salary in two days, I, I will make a temporary payment..."

Hearing the voice of his wife's grievance, Tan Ming's anger instantly seemed to be splashed with cold water.

He looked at the curious eyes of the people around him, blushed, and sat back on the bench with a hoarse voice: "Sorry, daughter-in-law, sorry..."

"Hands are a bit tight recently, I'm afraid that this month's loan will be overdue..."

The wife said: "No way, let's sell the car? Yesterday my colleague asked me about it. Her daughter just learned to drive and wanted to buy a second-hand car to practice."

Tan Ming tentatively asked, "How much does she pay?"

The wife said: "I don't know, I didn't ask, my car has been driving for seven or eight years, and I feel that it is only 20,000 to 30,000."

As she said, she complained a little bit: "Working overtime again? Why haven't you come back so late?"

Tan Ming lowered his head and whispered: "Immediately, I will go home in a while. Is Niuniu asleep?"

"I've been asleep long ago, will you be back now? Then I will warm up your meal."

"All right."

After hanging up the phone, Tan Ming sighed, his whole figure looked like a flat ball.

"Ring Ling Ling..." Just after hanging up the phone at home, there was another ringing of the mobile phone. He picked it up and found that it was an unknown number, and hung up decisively.

It must be debt collection again.

Don't rush, I must pay back if I have money, now I really have no money.

"Ling Ling Ling..." After a while, the bell rang again. It was the same number, and Tan Ming directly pulled it into the blacklist.

Love someone, I really don't have the mood to care about you.

No matter what, wait until tomorrow.

He was sitting on the platform and wanted to wait for the 74 bus, but I don't know whether it was an accident or the bus changed its route. The 74 bus was delayed.

At this time, a boy who looked like a high school student got to the bench next to him, and a burst of soothing music came from the speaker of his phone.

"A good person like me should have lived a splendid life."

"Why is it still floating in the crowd for more than 20 years."

"..."

Tan Ming doesn't like listening to songs very much, and has no time to listen.

However, at this moment, he didn't know whether it was the reason for the mood or the song, and his eyes were suddenly red.

How did my 30 years of life come over?

Why have I tried my best to achieve nothing?

Am I a trash?

I am a trash.

Well, I'm a trash...

The high school student next to him looked at Tan Ming's eyes flushed and couldn't help asking, "Uncle, how are you?"

Tan Ming didn't speak, just hung his head.

"A lonely person like me, a stupid person like me."

"Unreconciled people like me, how many people are there in the world."

"..."

The music on the phone continues.

Seeing the long-awaited bus 74 was slowly pitting in, Tan Ming couldn't stand up.

"Beep..."

At this time, the phone prompt sounded again, this time it was the sound of a text message.

Tan Ming wiped the corners of his eyes and picked it up impatiently, only to find that it was a transfer reminder

"Lu Yao transferred 100,000 yuan to your account ending in 7162 at 22:42 on August 22, with a current balance of 100,021 yuan. [Hailan Bank]"

"Remarks: Please call back when you receive the transfer. I have something important to discuss with you. Tel: 1*********"

Tan Ming raised his head suddenly.

Lu Yao?

He transferred me 100,000 yuan?

why??

Tan Ming took a close look at the number in the remarks, and it turned out that it was the one he had just blocked.

He quickly canceled the blackout and returned to the other party.

"Beep—beep—"

"Hello? Mr. Tan?" A clear voice came from the young man on the other end of the phone.

Tan Ming heard that it was Lu Yao, and said with full expectation, "It's me, it's me. You just transferred 100,000 yuan to me?"

Lu Yao said, "I said yes this afternoon, I will buy your notebook for 100,000 yuan."

Tan Ming: "..."

The glimmer of hope that had just ignited suddenly shattered again.

It turned out that I didn’t come to talk about business...

But Lu Yao didn't know Tan Ming's psychological changes at this time, and continued: "Mr. Tan, is your studio receiving financing now?"

Tan Ming was taken aback for a moment and asked, "Financing? What financing?"

Lu Yao said: "I just asked someone to ask about it. Your studio had raised a fund two years ago. The market valuation was 100 million at that time, but it didn't happen afterwards."

"The debt is pretty high now, almost as small as 10 million yuan."

"I want to ask, are you still accepting financing? I will help you pay back the ten million, can you give me 10% of the shares?"

For a while, there was no response on the other end of the phone.

Lu Yao was a little nervous, did he speak too bluntly?

No experience, how should we talk about normal investment?

He waited for a while, seeing that the other party neither responded nor hung up, so he continued to ask: "Mr. Tan, do you still have any intentions in this regard? Or let's meet and talk?"

"Woohoo..."

However, at this moment, there was a whimper on the other side of the phone.

Lu Yao was stunned.

What's wrong, crying?

"Mr. Tan, where are you?" Lu Yao asked quickly, "Don't cry, let's discuss things if we have something."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

However, on the other end of the phone, Tan Ming was crying louder, and the original low sob has now turned into a howl.

He felt that his emotions had suddenly lost control at this moment, and his tears could not be restrained.

Chapter 201: Clearance Sale

When Lu Yao found Tan Ming, it was already past 1 am.

Tan Ming was sitting on a bench by the side of the road, his hair neatly combed during the day was messy, his shirt and trousers looked dirty, his eyes were swollen into date nuclei, and he was embarrassed. Unbearable appearance.

Lu Yao didn't quite understand why a man in his 30s would cry like this.

They wanted to find a café to sit down briefly, but unfortunately there was no nearby.

Several people walked along the street for a long time but did not find a suitable shop. In the end, Tan Ming suggested that it is better to go to his house, which is not far from here anyway.

Lu Yao looked at his embarrassed appearance, nodded and said: "It's too late, let's talk again tomorrow, let's take you home first."

When Tan Ming heard this, he panicked and immediately waved his hand and said, "It's not too late, it's okay, I have been sleeping late at night. I called my wife just now, she is still up and the child has been sent away. There is no one else in the family."

"Shall we talk briefly tonight? I will briefly introduce you to our studio."

As he spoke, his eyes showed pleading gaze, as if he was afraid that if he gets up tomorrow morning, this matter will be ruined.

Lu Yao and Xu An looked at each other, nodded and said, "Okay, let's have a brief chat first. It just so happens that I have a lot of questions during the day and I want to ask you."

So, a few people waved a taxi and came to a residential area that looked slightly old.

"I'm sorry, my house is relatively small, so you guys laughed." Tan Mingran led Lu Yao and Xu An upstairs and opened the door of his house.

This is a two-bedroom and one hall that is not very spacious, with white walls, ceiling lamps, red bedroom doors, brown fabric sofas, and the decoration style is a bit old-fashioned on the whole, and there is no gorgeous decoration, but it is neat and tidy. .

As soon as I walked in, I saw a short woman with a fair complexion and a little fat standing up from the sofa, smiling and nodding to the two of them.

"This is my daughter-in-law Wang Min," Tan Ming introduced to Lu Yao, "Please sit down for a while, two of you. There is also a partner in my studio. He also lives in this community. I will come to him now. ."

After that, he hurried out.

After a while, Tan Ming led the other person back, and Lu Yao was happy to see-isn't this the driver during the day?

After a long time, there are only two people in Tan Ming's studio?

A general manager, a deputy general manager?

Tan Ming and the "driver" saw Lu Yao's sudden gaze and lowered their heads in shame.

Tan Mingdao: "I would like to introduce to you, this is named Zou Kai, a good friend of my college days. The Kaiming Magic Technology Studio is named after the two of us."

As he said, he scratched his head and said in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, in the afternoon, that, we..."

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay," Lu Yao smiled and waved his hand, interrupting his incoherent explanation, and said, "This page is over, let's talk about the future."

"Yes, yes, you are right, talk about the future." Tan Ming nodded eagerly, his tone and attitude were obviously humble.

Later, Lu Yao and Xu An were allowed to sit down on the sofa, while Tan Ming and Zou Kai went to the kitchen to pour tea, and Tan Ming's wife Wang Min accompanied in the living room.

Obviously, the two of them didn't really go to make tea, but they had something to say, and Lu Yao simply got into trouble with his wife.

But then again, what can he and Xu An's age have to chat with a housewife in their thirties?

The answer was that I couldn't talk about anything, and the atmosphere was very embarrassing.

Fortunately, a few minutes later, Tan Ming and Zou Kai returned from the kitchen and brought a pot of hot tea.

Tan Ming poured five cups of tea in a glass, placed a cup in front of Lu Yao and Xu An, and asked carefully: "Mr. Lu, you just said that you want to invest in our studio. I don't know what your specific demands are. ?"

Lu Yao glanced at Xu An beside him, and the other party shrugged and motioned for you to say anything. I have no objection.

He hesitated for a moment, and said, "Uh...what's the appeal, in fact, I have already told you just now that I want to buy shares in your studio."

"As for the specific amount of money and how many shares to take, we can slowly discuss, in short, we must ensure the normal operation of the studio as the standard."

Tan Ming said: "Mr. Lu, I heard you say before, you want to pay 10 million?"

Lu Yao said: "Yes, 10 million, I want at least 10% of the shares, and have a certain right to speak in terms of management, we can discuss the specific terms."

Tan Ming and Zou Kai glanced at each other and nodded each.

Tan Mingdao: "It is true that as of the 15th of this month, the studio's debt has reached 8.82 million yuan."

"We have not had any income for more than half a year, and 10 million is a life-saving money for us..."

While speaking, Tan Ming choked again.

Zou Kai sighed and patted his shoulder lightly.

After a while, Tan Ming calmed down and continued: "You said 10 million to buy 10% of our shares. To be honest, it's a joke."

"Although the studio is extremely valuable to us,...value and selling price are two different things."

As he talked, he lowered his head again, and said, "The only valuable thing in my hand is the few patents. If we are allowed to go bankrupt and liquidate now, I'm not afraid of your jokes, maybe even the debt is not enough."

"I don't know why you want to invest in our studio, all in all, we really appreciate it."

As he said, he raised his head, looked at Lu Yao sincerely, and said: "If Mr. Lu really plans to pay 10 million, I am willing to give you 80% of the shares, and the management rights will be entrusted to you. In the future, we both Responsible only for technical work and no longer intervene in all other business activities."

While speaking, Zou Kai next to him also nodded.