The treasure in the palm of Mr. Cheng

Chapter 147 The Three Stooges

Song Yao, who was looking for review materials, happened to see Cheng Yifeng scratching his head, with a surprised expression on his face. It turned out that he was still so crazy.

When Cheng Yifeng waited for him to relax, he happened to see Song Yao through the gap between the books on the bookshelf, and the two happened to meet each other's eyes.

At that moment, Cheng Yifeng felt so embarrassed that he could dig out five rooms and one living room with his toes. What kind of magical scene is this?

Song Yao suddenly didn't know whether he should say hello, or pretend he didn't see it. After thinking about it, he waved his hand calmly.

Cheng Yifeng opened his mouth wide, it's over, Song Yao really saw what he did just now, my God, his image in Song Yao's heart must have become even more stupid.

Song Yao thought for a while, and felt that Cheng Yifeng was under a lot of pressure. How could this child be quite pitiful, so please help if you can.

She walked over with strides and saw the financial books in Cheng Yifeng's hand, with a strange expression on her face.

"You management students, do you still have financial courses this year?" Song Yao asked in a low voice, his voice was softer than usual.

Cheng Yifeng shook his head, "I signed up for the financial contest, so I wanted to find some review materials."

Only then did Song Yao nod his head. He didn't expect Cheng Yifeng to have the courage to participate in such a competition when he looked ordinary on the surface.

After all, such a competition will definitely be held in the school's auditorium in the finals in the future, and there must be a lot of people watching it. It seems that his courage is not too small.

"Then what happened to you just now?" Song Yao couldn't bear it, and finally asked.

Cheng Yifeng felt so ashamed that his head was almost lowered to the floor.

"I was picking materials, and suddenly I didn't know what to pick." Cheng Yifeng's voice couldn't help trembling.

Song Yao couldn't help laughing, and suddenly felt that the boy in front of him was a little silly and cute.

Cheng Yifeng grabbed the corner of his clothes, not knowing what to say.

"Well, I was originally a student of finance, so I know more about these things. Since you are going to participate in the competition, I will help you choose a few books."

When Cheng Yifeng heard this, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly.

"Then I'll trouble you." When Cheng Yifeng said this, his expression was shy, like a little girl.

Song Yao couldn't help sighing in his heart, there are still such boys in this world, they don't look like college students.

In his heart, Song Yao repositioned Cheng Yifeng. Not only were there few people, but he was also very childish, referred to as young energy!
Song Yao glanced at the books in front of him, and quickly picked out a few financial books for him to get started, all of which he had read before, and felt that the contents were solid and interesting.

"Take these books and read them carefully. After all, a competition is about to start. It's useless for you to read too much. Instead, learn all the basic knowledge first."

Cheng Yifeng nodded gratefully. Fortunately, he met Yaoyao, otherwise he didn't know what to do?

"Then I'll leave first, I have to go back to review." After waving his hand, Song Yao resolutely said goodbye and left without stopping for a while.

Looking at Song Yao's back, Cheng Yifeng couldn't help sighing, she really is my girlfriend, and she is so carefree in her work.

Cheng Yifeng, who was originally happy, suddenly turned cold when he got home and looked at those books.

He can see these things, but he can't understand them, so what should he do?There is a linear algebra test tomorrow!
He collapsed directly on the desk, who can help him now?

After Cheng Yifeng handed it in for a long time, he decided to go downstairs to pour a glass of juice and drink it to calm down.

When he came downstairs, he still looked gloomy and sighed from time to time. The servants at home noticed that something was wrong with him.

After all, Cheng Yifeng always greeted everyone with a smile on his face like a spring breeze, but this time he didn't even say a word when he saw people, and his face was gloomy.

"Master, what's the matter with you? Is there something wrong?" The housekeeper couldn't help but ask.

Cheng Yifeng sighed, and gave him a gloomy look, "Oh, it's nothing, you don't need to worry about me."

But in this case, how could people ignore him?After all, with his current appearance, there was something wrong at first glance.

"Young master, three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang. Just tell me, maybe I can give you some constructive suggestions."

Cheng Yifeng lowered his head and thought for a while, and suddenly felt that what the housekeeper said made sense, so he uttered all his troubles now.

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help but sighed, but I felt a lot more comfortable.

Cheng Yifeng looked at the housekeeper expectantly, hoping that he would give him a perfect solution.

But the butler fell into deep thought.

Cheng Yifeng felt that at this moment, he was as nervous as waiting for a trial, not knowing what to say or do.

"Master, your question is actually very simple." The butler suddenly said this.

"How to solve it? Think about it for me."

"You want to find someone to teach you some financial knowledge, reading books is not enough, you can only learn some theoretical knowledge, what you really need now is to find someone with years of practical work experience to help you really understanding."

Cheng Yifeng clapped his palms, yes, why did he fall into a dead end, what the housekeeper said made sense!What's the use of just reading a book?No practical ability at all.

"And doesn't our family have the best teacher? Can't the master help you?"

Cheng Yifeng's gloomy expression disappeared in an instant.

"Housekeeper, thank you so much! If I hadn't told you that, I would have forgotten that my dad is a master of finance. You are really great."

Seeing the smile on Cheng Yifeng's face, the housekeeper also breathed a sigh of relief, "Master, as long as you are happy."

"Where is my dad now? At home or at the company?" Cheng Yifeng remembered that since he came home, he didn't seem to have seen Process's dad.

"Master is in the company now, why don't you go to deliver food to him?"

Cheng Yifeng glanced at the time and it was just past 12 o'clock, so there was still time to go to the company, and he could surprise his father.

"Okay, please ask the kitchen to prepare a bento for me. I'll go to the company now."

The butler nodded, "It's my honor."

(End of this chapter)