Fu Nanli called Fu Chuan and said, "Please help me check how a person with a net worth of 60 million can rank on the national rich list."
The speaker was on, and Fu Chuan's undisguised chuckle came: "When did Master Fu's standards drop so low? Can 60 million be considered rich?"
Wen Qiao touched his neck and said, brother, this is a bit disrespectful.
"Check it out." Fu Nanli raised his hand and touched Wen Qiao's head, his voice low.
"Wait a mininute."
After a moment, Fu Chuan's voice came: "There are 120,000 people with assets over 50 million, 50,000 people with assets over 100 million, 2,000 people with assets over 1 billion, 200 people with assets over 10 billion, and 60 million people are probably ranked around 80,000 or 90,000."
Wen Qiao exhaled.
The road ahead is long and difficult.
Fu Nanli said in a deep voice: "I understand."
After hanging up the phone, the atmosphere in the car was a little awkward, and then he reached out and rubbed her hair: "But at the age of 21, you can have 60 million assets on your own. You should be the first in the country, so you are still very impressive."
Wen Qiao nodded.
Fu Nanli played with her soft hair and said, "You should have asked me before you said that. Set a more achievable goal for yourself, such as being in the top 1,000 on the wealth list."
"You think I can't achieve my goal?"
Fu Nanli: "No, I just think it will take a long time." Then he leaned close to her ear and said, "Your boyfriend is one year older, he's not young anymore."
Wen Qiao stretched out a hand: "I will try to achieve this goal in five years."
Fu Nanli's temples swelled and ached. "Otherwise, I'll give you money. If you go to overseas markets and bring it back, the old man won't be able to find out where you got the money."
It's okay to take shortcuts occasionally.
Wen Qiao crossed her long legs and said, "Mr. Fu, you look down on me. I told your grandfather to rely on himself and not accept any outside help."
Mr. Fu's face darkened. He didn't mean to look down on others. Never mind, just let her be. He believed in the kid's ability. Fenlin Pharmaceutical was a project she had set her sights on, and she had even brought him in to make tens of millions together.
The entertainment company and e-sports club are also doing well. In time, he will definitely be a big shot in the business world. There is really no need for him to force his growth.
Fu Nanli pinched her face and said, "Then I'll wait and see."
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Country M, a villa halfway up the west coast, the room decoration is simple and exquisite, with gray and white colors interspersed, the visual effect is very comfortable.
Gu Xiao was lying on the huge bed, with an electrocardiograph and an electroencephalogram monitor next to him, monitoring his heart and brain waves.
After four doctors in white coats examined the patient, they left the room, and two nurses stood cautiously by the bed.
The leading doctor left the room and walked towards the man standing in front of the French window. "Sir, the patient's heart and lungs are normal, but his brain activity is slow. The patient seems to be trying to escape from reality. He is probably obsessed with the dream he created and doesn't want to wake up."
He Xihuai lit the cigarette in his hand and asked: "What will be the consequences if this continues?"
"He will become a vegetable and will never wake up."
"Is there no special treatment to wake him up? Can't we just create a dream and enter his dream?"
"That's a scene from a movie. Medical technology hasn't developed to that stage yet. If we act rashly, it will kill him."
He Xihuai became a little annoyed, and the vase on the cabinet next to him was damaged. The doctor shuddered, knowing that this gentleman had a bad temper and treated Gu Xiao as his own brother.
(End of this chapter)