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After the exam just passed, the foreseeable class in the next few days will be to analyze the exam papers. After Tang Xin, Sun Dao, and Qiu Qiang climbed over the wall and left the school, they split into two groups.

Sun Dao and Qiu Qiang went to Qiu Qiang's house.

Tang Xin returned to his home.

Both parents went to work, and there was no one at home. Tang Xin changed clothes in his bedroom, a leather windbreaker, khaki pants, and a pure black scarf hanging around his neck. Wear your black-rimmed glasses, they don't have prescriptions anyway, so they won't affect your vision.

He walked out of the house in a stately manner, and stopped a taxi at the gate of the community and headed towards Tianhaishi Liulu.

The phone vibrated, and Tang Xin took it out to answer it.

"Brother, you didn't explain it to me and Qiu Qiang, what's going on? Is it safe for us to go find that Xu Minghui like this?"

There was a lack of confidence in Sun Dao's voice.

Tang Xin said lightly: "Qiu Qiang is the same as last time, let him maintain his stability and momentum. How about you, remember four words, with your nostrils upturned. Go to Haiyin Securities. If it is convenient, Qiu Qiang will drive a Mercedes-Benz, and you will drive him." Bentley, you should be more ostentatious than him, think about your identity, and when you see Xu Minghui, you say you want to invest in funds, and then let it develop naturally."

Sun Dao's dissatisfied voice came from the receiver: "This is the end? Why do I have no idea? Why don't you come here in person? Why are you going?"

"I'm going to ask for money from your sister Xue. Let's change, I think it's okay, you go to the door, you try pretending to be a gangster."

"Don't mind, you should go, eh? Then you go to that investment company, why don't you come over and drive a Bentley? Isn't that more powerful?"

"Stop talking nonsense, and get in touch when we're done. Goodbye."

Tang Xin hung up the phone, the taxi arrived at the destination, and he paid and got off.

The Sixth Road of Tianhai City has deviated from the most prosperous area in the city. Although it is well connected, there are much fewer pedestrians.

Tang Xin walked forward with his hands in his pockets, quietly observing the shops on the side of the road. They were all small shops, but they were still full of beautiful things, such as intermediaries, jewelry stores, small supermarkets, restaurants, clothing, etc.

Coming to a rather deserted door, Tang Xin looked up at the signboard: Jinyun Investment Consulting Company.

Below the signboard is a long electronic board with the scrolling message: The Shanghai Gold Exchange opens on Monday...

The facade is not big, and there are metal railings in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Through the open doors and glass windows, the furnishings can be vaguely seen, just like a company in an ordinary office building, with single-compartment workshops, water dispensers and wastebaskets in the aisles.

This kind of working environment is very popular. If you don't look at the signboard, who knows what kind of work there is?

Tang Xin stood in front of the deserted door, looking left and right, looking hesitant.

It wasn't until someone from Jinyun Company saw Tang Xin that he came out and greeted him with a smile.

She was a girl in her early twenties, dressed in a neat uniform, with an average appearance, but a very easy-going smile.

"Sir, can I help you? If you are interested in coming to our company for investment and financial management, we welcome you. Why don't you come in first? It's colder, so don't catch a cold."

The girl only looked at Tang Xin's attire, so she didn't dare to treat him like an ordinary person.

Looking around again, Tang Xin seemed to have made up his mind after some deliberation, nodded and said good, and walked into this company.

The girl's job should be to welcome the guests. She took Tang Xin into the room that turned right, gave her a glass of warm water, and then left with a smile: "Please wait a moment, our manager will be here soon."

Tang Xin looked at the interior furnishings of the room, the ordinary mahogany sofa and coffee table, and a shelf by the wall with various financial magazines on it.

There is a computer on the desk piled with some documents, and the boss chair is quite elegant.

On the wall opposite the sofa, there is a large splashed ink character, which reads flying and dancing: the wealth is rolling.

There was also a big potted plant in the corner, Tang Xin couldn't tell what kind of flower it was, it looked quite eye-catching.

The door was pushed open, and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked in. He didn't mention his class, but at least he was neat and tidy. The middle-aged man had no stubble, wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and had a short hairstyle. He gave a good first impression.

He came steadily, extended his hand with a smile and introduced himself: "Hello, I am the manager of Jinyun Company, Zhang Hongzhi, what is your name, sir?"

Tang Xin hastily put down the paper cup in his hand, got up and shook the other party's hand, and said, "I, my name is Tang Xin."

"Mr. Tang, please sit down, please sit down."

Zhang Hongzhi sat on the single sofa, looked at Tang Xin secretly, and was a little surprised when he saw Tang Xin's leather trench coat.

Tang Xin picked up the cup and took a sip of water, he knew that the other party was speculating about his family background.

That's why he refused Sun Daoyue to let him drive a Bentley here.

Too much too!

If Tang Xin can afford more than 400 million sports cars, his family property is at least tens of millions!

Because no one won the lottery of 500 million today and bought a car of 400 million tomorrow.

And this company located on Shiliu Road, would people with tens of millions of dollars patronize it?

Here, at most, it will attract some middle-class people to visit.

Zhang Hongzhi kept smiling, neither flattering nor humble, just rightly showing the image of a mature, confident and even successful manager.

"I think Mr. Tang is so young, how old is he this year?"

Tang Xin put down the paper cup, scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I, I'm still three months away."

Zhang Hongzhi suddenly realized: rich second generation!

Then he smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Tang, because you are not yet an adult, we welcome you to consult about financial management and investment, but if you want to invest, I'm afraid you can't."

Tang Xin frowned immediately and asked, "Why not?"

Zhang Hongzhi patiently explained: "The laws of our country clearly stipulate that only the above-mentioned citizens are adults and have full capacity for civil conduct. Unless Mr. Tang obtains financial resources through his own labor, he can only be recognized before that he can conduct civil activities."

Although Zhang Hongzhi felt disappointed, he still smiled.

No matter how much money the young man's family has in front of him, it is impossible for him to be accepted for investment anyway. First, it is the law. Second, if he loses money and his family members come forward, the matter will not end well.

Tang Xin's expression changed again, and he said, "My parents are away from home, and I support myself in Tianhai alone. I get paid by my own labor."

Zhang Hongzhi obviously didn't believe it, and asked with a smile: "Then where does Mr. Tang get a job?"

Tang Xin opened his mouth and came.

"...this is English."

"...it's German."

"...it's French."

"...this is Spanish."

Amid Zhang Hongzhi's astonishment, Tang Xin said: "My academic performance is poor, but I seem to be talented in language. I am proficient in these four foreign languages. Since a year ago, I have been doing translation for some export companies in Tianhai City. Sometimes it is on-site translation, sometimes it is document translation. I teach in English tutoring classes on weekends, and I charge [-] one-on-one for one hour. If students attend classes together, the English training institution will pay me separately. I will also take some translation orders on the Internet, and settle the remuneration according to the translation volume. Ah, the novel "Magic Dragon" in English translation has just been put on the shelf in the bookstore recently. I translated it. Of course, I only translated it literally. If you want someone to polish the novel, if you don’t believe me, you can buy a copy, it has my alias on it.”

As for the pseudonym, anyway, there are a lot of people with the same surname and the same name in China. Even if you search, you will find nothing, because Tang Xin said it was a pseudonym from the beginning!

Just at this moment, the alarm clock on Tang Xin's cell phone rang, and it sounded like someone was calling.

Tang Xin smiled apologetically at Zhang Hongzhi, and Zhang Hongzhi nodded in understanding, signaling him to answer the phone quickly.

Standing up and walking aside, Tang Xin took out the phone and put it to his ear, actually stopping the alarm clock.

"..."

Listening to Tang Xin's fluent English on the phone, Zhang Hongzhi finally had a clear understanding of Tang Xin.

Alone in Tianhai!

It does have its own way of making money!

Thinking about the profession he mentioned, after a month, ten thousand yuan is not a problem.

In addition to the fact that he recently got paid for translating novels, it would cost at least tens of thousands of dollars.

This also let Zhang Hongzhi clear his doubts.

Why Tang Xin's black-rimmed glasses are ordinary, and his pants are also ordinary, but the windbreaker and shoes are expensive. It must be that he has recently started to squander the money, but he doesn't want to use it all at once, leaving some capital for investment to make money.

When Tang Xin pretended to hang up the phone and turned his head, seeing Zhang Hongzhi lowered his head thoughtfully, he immediately said apologetically, "Sorry, there is something wrong with a batch of goods exported by Tianhai Lighting Factory. Contacted me, and I talked for a long time before letting them understand that I am not the person in charge, I am just a small translator, and let them go to the manufacturer."

"It's understandable. Hehe, Mr. Tang is young and promising. He is proficient in foreign languages. Translation is a very popular profession."

Zhang Hongzhi complimented with a smile.

Tang Xin sat down and said with a shy smile: "Actually, sometimes I feel that I am just a small follower. Those bosses talk about business with me, and when the business is over, they send me away, huh."

Having said that, Zhang Hongzhi fully understands Tang Xin's humble attitude since the meeting.

It turned out to be used to it!

Now, Zhang Hongzhi's thoughts changed sharply, and he immediately asked, "Does Mr. Tang want to invest in our company? Do you understand the precious metal market?"

Tang Xin shook his head blankly, and said, "I don't know much about it. Originally, I wanted to buy stocks, but others said that if I bought stocks, I would definitely lose money, so I remembered the last time I accompanied a boss to discuss business and overheard about gold speculation." Yes, it seems to be very profitable, I happened to pass by here and saw the signboard saying agency precious metals, so I came in to have a look.”

Zhang Hongzhi stretched out his hand and patted Tang Xin's thigh lightly. With an expression of "you have come to the right place", he said, "Mr. Tang, luckily you didn't buy stocks. You can look at the stock market last month. It's horrible! I There are many friends who lost money and wanted to jump off the building. I suggested to them not to trade in stocks at the beginning, but they didn’t listen. What about now? Instead, they borrow money from everywhere and want to make money from me. Why? Because a friend listened to me Advice, when others lose money in stocks, he speculates in gold with me, in two months, just two months, he earned 40."

Tang Xin was dumbfounded, not acting, but really stunned!

This ad came too fast!

Also, can your friend who earned 40 come out and have a cup of tea together?