Fight To the Third Generation

I have surplus food in my hand, so I don't panic.

It was only a few short days since the accident happened, and Su Yehao already had an enigmatic calm.

Dad went out to sign a contract. If the transaction is successfully completed, it can solve a problem on his mind.

In this way, even if the Asian financial crisis that swept the world broke out, the family would at most lose some money, and would not be hurt.

Driving a Ferrari, driving on the Governor Gallopi Bridge, and you can get to the school in ten minutes.

period.

Jiang Yu said nothing.

Thinking of something, Su Yehao took the initiative to break the silence and asked with a smile, "Your dad should be back soon, right? I want to talk to him about something serious. Remember to mention it when you contact Master Jiang next time. Don't forget to say it."

Huang Daxian and Ge Banxian already have the foundation for cooperation, and they can indirectly influence Dad's thoughts.

If you negotiate with Master Jiang again and convey some ideas to Dad, maybe you can influence the decision-making of your own company to a certain extent, and maybe you can turn risks into opportunities.

The requirements are not high, the family should not lose too much money in the financial crisis.

Hotels, office buildings, long-term rental apartments, and golf courses are bound to be hit, and we must find ways to make up for it from other places.

As for Su Yehao himself, his goal is to spend enough money.

I don’t want to be rich and noble, but don’t be like before. I can only hope that my parents will give me some pocket money. I want to have my own way of earning money, so as not to be looked down upon by my father and depend on others.

No matter how much money you have at home, you won’t be able to be the master at home in the short term, you have to have some in your own pocket.

Jiang Yu didn't want to answer.

Hearing that it was a serious matter, then he pretended to be indifferent and laughed, "What can you do, and you are in trouble again, and want my dad to help you speak a good word?"

Su Yehao said with a smile, "You don't understand the matter of your lord, just help spread the word."

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For the 20 million start-up fund.

In the morning, I listened to the class carefully, and studied the questions carefully.

A lot of knowledge has been found again, and there are fewer and fewer wrong questions.

If he wants to study in the mainland, the requirements are relatively low, but considering his life and career, Su Yehao is still hesitant.

After thinking about it, I focused on some local and Hong Kong universities.

I don't feel in the mood to take classes seriously.

If you want to hang around, it seems a better choice to choose some ordinary universities that are easy to graduate.

After accepting the current new life, Su Yehao has already begun to plan for the future, barely considered a salted fish with aspirations, and does not intend to lie down.

Wait until noon.

Came to the rooftop with friends again.

Soon.

The classmate next door, a second-generation junior from Thailand.

The family runs a low-cost airline, with seven or eight planes, and came here with a flu shot of cold medicine.

Waiting for the Thai classmate named Sonalam to bring the cold medicine to Su Yehao and tell him that he just got it from the school health room.

Su Yehao was deeply surprised and asked, "How do you know I have a cold?"

"Brother Hao, when you smoke a cigar, there is no smoke from your left nostril."

Sonalam's face was flattering.

He is short and slightly dark-skinned. Although his family is a major shareholder of an airline company and has two chemical factories, he still can't speak much at ordinary times.

He Shaofan: "..."

Buck Tooth Jun: "..."

Su Yehao's expression was dull.

He patted Sonalam on the shoulder and said cheerfully, "You boy is really talented! I'm very optimistic about you!"

"Thank you, Brother Hao!"

Sonalam was excluded from the circle and was often bullied by Huang Zewen. At this moment, he hugged his thighs and tried his best.

She cut off the mouth of the cigar and handed it to Sonalam. She was so full of aunts that she couldn't smoke it anymore.

This kid is complacent, he feels that he has the opportunity to climb up, and he feels that the future is bright...

During the chat, I accidentally learned that a classmate named Gao Yu, a grade lower than them, had trouble at home yesterday.