Consumer male god

The time between 9pm on Thursday and 9am on Friday disappears in biubiubiu.

When Han Lie held on to the wall and went out, Liang Wu was shocked.

She usually doesn't comment on her boss's personal life, but today she couldn't help but persuade her: "Boss, please take it easy. It's all yours anyway, so why are you so anxious?"

"I'm not in a hurry!"

Brother Lie tried his best to keep up his face, straightened his back, and hissed...

"Obviously they are too fierce and won't let go, but look at the result, I can still go to work normally, what about them?"

Liang Wu looked at Boss Lie, who was all but arrogant, and almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

Ahem!

I can't laugh!

"Okay, come and eat quickly. I'll order a medicinal soup for you at noon."

Han Lie said nothing, looking careless.

Then the assistant knew that his suggestion was accepted.

After breakfast, Han Lie went to the company to continue working, and soon received a notice from the international trustee - the internal meeting had passed and the filing application had been sent.

He drank soup at noon and slept for another hour. Han Lie returned to school in the afternoon.

Final exam.

As soon as I sat down in Lao Zhang's principal's office, the counselor Liu Hong brought 6 sets of papers with a smile on his face, and then Lao Zhang personally proctored the exam and started the exam alone.

Good guy, Lao Zhang is such a talker...

"Don't choose B for this question?"

"Wrong again, wrong again!"

"No, how did you pass the professional qualification examination?"

"Forget it, let me fill in the multiple-choice questions for those two subjects for you!"

Han Lie, dumbfounded, pushed over the two papers, and then asked, "For questions of this level, I can get a score of ninety-seven or seventy-eight. However, with our examination model, I will get a high score to compete with others for scholarships. Does it fit?"

Han Lie thought very carefully, but Lao Zhang nodded confidently.

"It's appropriate! In my school, I can give the scholarship to whoever I want! And if you don't get the scholarship, who will be worthy of the rest?"

Strong words, behind-the-scenes operations, disregard for fairness, a scum of the academic world!

Han Lie silently scolded Lao Zhang for a while, and then made a suggestion: "Forget it, I really don't want it, give your freshman spots to Xi Luting, Xia Hongjuan and Mi Peiyang.

The sophomore ones are for Wang Tianqing, Yin Qin, and Tan Xuan, and the junior ones are for Liang Wuyanqing..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Now it was Lao Zhang's turn to have a headache.

"Are you making a wish with me here? There are only a few places in one department, and they are all reserved for your Arts Department?"

"That's okay!"

Gou Lie was filling in the answers on the paper while asking for benefits with a smile.

"Then I'll give you our internal list later. There's no need for a special prize. Everyone will be given a third-class scholarship. That's fine..."

"ha!"

Lao Zhang sneered disdainfully: "Gandu! Do you think I can cover the sky with one hand in school?"

Han Lie raised his head, glanced at him, and laughed: "You definitely can't do it on your own, but with me... you can cover up half of the sky!"

Hiss...it seems...there's nothing wrong?

Lao Zhang frowned tightly and asked, "What are you planning on?"

Han Lie responded lightly: "I just want everyone to know that there are many benefits to working with me."

Lao Zhang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This thing in school..."

Han Lie interrupted directly: "It is indeed not worth mentioning to us, but the psychological impact on them is not necessarily low. Can you do anything?"

Seeing that elder brother Lie was getting impatient, Lao Zhang decisively gave up.

"Let's do it! Give me the list later and I'll find someone to handle it... Is there anything else? God of Fire!"

Han Lie was just thinking about whether to answer the question, and then continued to answer the question. Suddenly he thought of someone and immediately changed his mind.

"There really is one."

"What's up?"

"Liu Hong, the counselor in our class, please fire him."

Han Lie spoke simply, but Lao Zhang's eyes widened: "No way? He is quite smart. How could he offend you like this?"

Well, it happened in a previous life...

After his rebirth, Liu Hong didn't even have time to disgust Han Lie, and his love for Han Lie had already soared into the sky. The smiling tiger just wished he couldn't find a chance to lick Han Lie, and he really didn't dare to make trouble again.

However, in another timeline, Liu Hong made Han Lie see how low-level some of the scumbags in the three books could be.

Although with Han Lie's current status, it's not worth arguing with him, but isn't this just a matter of words?

"I'm not offended at all, it's just disgusting."

Han Lie answered concisely and to the point.

Lao Zhang stopped asking and nodded very casually: "Okay, I'll ask the head of your department to find an opportunity to deal with him and ensure that he can never find a job in the university circle again."

See, it's that simple.

So the old saying goes: A real man cannot lose his power for a day.

All the trivial worries in life are caused by lack of ability. Men, the right way is to concentrate on your struggle.

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At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Han Lie, who had an average score of over 70, walked out of the principal's office and returned to his dormitory.

Pushing the door open, eh? So fresh!

Xiao Dongbei and Ding Ding were both in the dormitory. In addition, Huang Wei and three children were smoking and spanking there.

The moment he saw Han Lie, the air became quiet.

Brother Huang Mao, who had been wandering outside for a whole semester, his hands and feet were stiff, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground with a clatter.

His lips trembled and opened and closed several times, but he still couldn't call out "Brother Lie" before Xiao Dongbei.

"Oh, brother, you miss me so much!"

Xiao Dongbei's enthusiasm melted the cold atmosphere in the dormitory.

Ding Yu was not afraid of Han Lie and took the initiative to explain: "We are packing things...Brother Lie, when will you go home?"

"I have to wait until around the next year."

Han Lie ignored Huang Wei and was busy tidying up the books, table top, pillows and quilt covers.

Um, I just took out the claw hammer.

"Big, big brother..."

Huang Wei immediately clamped his legs together and picked up the suitcase tremblingly.

"The car is waiting below, I, I, I, I, I will withdraw first..."

With a bang, the person was gone, leaving only a wisp of smoke behind his butt.

The remaining brothers bowed to Han Lie one by one.

"Brother Lie, we are going back..."

"Brother Lie, have a nice trip!"

"Brother Lie, happy new year, may you make a lot of money!"

Then they opened the door of dormitory 404 one after another...

Good guy, the residual power is still there!

Han Lie looked at Xiao Dongbei and Ding Ding suspiciously: "Are Zhou Ci and Kong Yize still talking bad about me behind my back?"

The two people's faces suddenly twitched.

Brother, don’t you know exactly what you did?

Then use others to promote it?

There is a legend circulating throughout the State Council that you scare the shit out of people after getting sick...

"Uh...brother, how do you go back?"

Xiao Dongbei's way of changing the topic was extremely clumsy, but his next sentence won the Emperor's heart——

"Brother, if you go home this time, why don't you have to be sacrificed? It's true that you have honored your ancestors. Ding Ding, am I not exaggerating?"

The brother-in-law nodded obediently.

This kid has always been timid when the safety of his sister Lilac is not involved.

Han Lie was happy.

He's not very interested in other things, but he really enjoys going back to his hometown to show off.

In his previous life, he had never been able to behave like a human being. Every time he went home, he felt deeply ashamed of his parents, and even more embarrassed to face his relatives, friends, and middle school and high school classmates.

Although most people would not spit shit face to face when they laughed at him, those people's words of "comfort," "admonition," "reminder," and "advice" were filled with unbearable "good intentions." ".

Every year when the New Year comes, older young people who have to go home to celebrate the New Year must have a deep understanding of this.

It has nothing to do with you whether I get married or not? !

I can earn more and spend more money in a big city, so why not go home and take the public exam? What’s the fallacy? !

If I fucking pass the exam, why should I use your nonsense? !

So-and-so is living so well and is so promising. Why on earth are you going to praise him to his face? !

Come beep with me and be happy!

Alas, when people are not doing well, anyone can point fingers at you.

Some people have good intentions, but they are just too unproportionate. For many others, you can't tell their true intentions at all, which makes them very annoying.

And the most uncomfortable thing about the new year is that you can't escape it at all.

When the elders get together, you can't turn the table over, right?

Han Lie suffered from it in his previous life and has not been able to let go of it even now.

But things will be different this time when we go back... Come, torture each other and see who is more bitter in the end!

If we don’t pretend to be rich and noble when we return home, then why are we so rich?

Happiness will be discounted.

"Xiao Bei is good."

Brother Lie smiled and patted Xiao Dongbei on the shoulder. He decided in a good mood - don't do anything else tomorrow and spend a lot of money!

After returning home, I quietly add a little bit of beauty every day so that my parents can slowly get used to it.

Then tell them a story and give them a shot of vaccination.

Finally, let them enjoy the nouveau riche-style pleasure of consumption and keep their energy and energy up.

After settling down the family and letting them be happy in their hometown for a few years, they can bring them to the magic city for retirement.

My parents are both young and have nothing to do, so it might be a good idea to practice the trumpet.

Anyway, don’t rush me. In this life, my marriage may be more difficult than in the previous life...

Han Lie was making the bed, and all of a sudden, Fang Tongzhi and his gang came in. They were really well-informed.

"Brother Lie, let's go for a walk and have a drink!"

As they are about to go home for the New Year, it’s time to give them a reassurance.

So Han Lie followed them to the hotel and discussed matters related to fund shares at the wine table.

Generally speaking, the amount given by Han Lie was divided into three parts by themselves.

The first large group is the internal elements of the State Council controlled by Fang Tongzhi.

Han Lie only recognized Xiao Fang, and it was his business to decide who he was willing to charge and how much he wanted to charge.

This is not illegal fund-raising, but a group of guys working together to invest.

The second big group is the small group of Wujiaochang controlled by Li Hao and Lu Sheng.

Li Hao's father is the number one local gangster in Yangpu, and Lu Sheng's father is the second brother in Wujiaochang Town. They are not particularly popular, but they can be very useful in certain situations, so I took them to play for a while. share.

If these two people were sensible, they wouldn't be able to pool together too much money to embarrass Han Lie.

If these two people are smart, they will confess the matter to their parents instead of going to their brothers and friends to get together.

reason?

Because most of the classmates at the China Academy of International Studies, including Fang Tongzhi and Liu Yingjun, are from outside the country, and they are local aborigines.

One side is beyond reach, and the other side is close to the water. It is definitely different.

The third chunk was given to Guo Yihuai alone.

The idiot's father is the second brother of the city, so Han Lie has no upper limit for him.

If you dare to cause trouble, I will continue to cause no matter how big the scene is.

Even Han Lie was afraid that Xiao Guo was too cautious.

Adding up the three yuan, I can't estimate the specific number for the time being. Anyway, they got the lowest level contract.

Right now--

After deducting a 5% management fee, dividends will be accrued when profits exceed 20%.

Within 50% of the profit, 70% of the net profit will be distributed to customers.

If the profit exceeds 50% and falls within 100%, 60% will be shared.

If the profit is between 100% and 150%, 50% will be shared.

For the profit between 150% and 200%, 40% will be shared.

Profit of more than 200% belongs to the fund company.

To be honest, it was quite harsh, but Fang Tongzhi and the others were very happy.

Lao Fang is a sensible person and he made things clear to everyone internally very early on.

"Across the country, there are probably tens of thousands of private placements ranging from several million to 100 million. Their management fees only charge 1.5%, and the highest level may not even raise 50%. If you find it expensive, you can go to them.

Why don't you look for it?

Afraid of losing money, right?

The possibility of Han Lie losing money is extremely small, so it is not easy to get into his car. If you have connections, feel free to ask outside to see how many people can get the opportunity.

So let’s put the ugly words first——

If you want to get on the bus and get Han Lie's glory, don't beep those useless nonsense, keep your mouth shut, and have money ready. "

It didn't work particularly well at the time, and many local buddies were dissatisfied with it.

However, someone later found out Han Lie's actual rate of return from CITIC and circulated the video of Han Lie's Pudong Development Sharing Conference, and everyone was convinced.

After Fang Tongzhi got Han Lie's verbal promise, this guy's life began to improve.

Classmates treat me every day, and from time to time a beautiful woman comes to flirt with me.

Why?

Because Lieche refuses individual passengers, it only opens a VIP door. It happens that you don’t need to pay a full ticket of 1 million for this door. As long as you have a good relationship with the ticket inspector, you can get a seat in the cargo box with a ticket worth 100,000 or 80,000 yuan.

As a result, more and more people will come to visit Fang Tongzhi.

Zhao Shengnan and Lou Xiaoxiao had already decided on their positions by taking advantage of the terrace near the water.

The rest of the people, such as Huo Xiaoyu, Tan Xuan, Yin Qin, etc., are all waiting for news.

Halfway through the drink, when the conversation was almost finished, Zhao Shengnan casually sent a message to the group——

"The thing is done, hehe, from now on, I will also be an investor in Lieshen!"

She didn't think much about it when she posted it, but in less than a minute, the post was transferred to a large group in the Ministry of Literature and Art and a small private group in the State Council.

Immediately afterwards, undercurrents surged among various small groups, and some people's thoughts began to come alive.

It happened to be during the winter vacation, and Han Lie had neither the thought nor the channels to pay attention to these miscellaneous things.

He is thinking about who to take shopping tomorrow.

The things are mainly bought for Pan Ge, so I can't take her there, otherwise what's the point of being a surprise?

When it comes to spending money, since you have decided to spend it, you should maximize the effect.

Xi Luting?

Han Lie's first reaction was to take Xi Luting there, but Xiao Xizi was obsessed with revising the outline recently, and she didn't need to deliberately create any financial impact.

It would be a waste of opportunity to take her there, but it would be inappropriate to take someone else...

While he was struggling, Han Lie received a series of messages. He opened them and glanced briefly, and the dog man's eyes suddenly lit up.

yes!

How come I forgot you?

The company that tortured Gao Daomao still lacks one legal person, and that’s you, my dear!

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