Rebirth of the supreme daughter

"I see," Luo Wenlang nodded, and then remembered one thing. "The arbitrage portfolio you used in the company. Today, someone from international finance called and asked you to give a speech in the financial center. The key content is this arbitrage portfolio."

"You promised?" Gu Xiqiao raised his eyebrows.

"No, there's nothing so cheap." Luo Wenlang frowned. When those people in the financial center called, their tone was very high, and they didn't see who asked who. He was severely ridiculed by him, using pure Mandarin. It is estimated that the person was still confused and didn't respond.

"That's good. How did you feel about learning finance from your teacher?" Mu Zong hired a financial analyst for Luo Wenlang. She never asked him how he was learning.

Speaking of this lovin Lang had to Tucao, he himself is very sensitive to figures, that financial analyst has taught him only basic knowledge, and later he was completely confused by the fact that he was afraid to make complaints about the tuition fees.

Luo Wenlang's outstanding talent is certainly one reason, but the bigger reason is that the financial analyst is too water, which makes him disappointed. He can't help looking forward to the education of emperor capital. He has long heard that the financial major of emperor capital a is hot.

But make complaints about him. He studied the arbitrage portfolio of Gu Xi Bridge. Not only he was studying, but all the financial analysts who had been recruited nine days later were studying, but the formulas used were too many and too complicated. Some ideas had never been seen before. Arabian nights were studied.

This made Luo Wenlang once doubt his life. Was he stupid?

"Learning is OK. I hope I can learn more when I go to the imperial capital." These words, even though he was Tucao in mind, he dared not be in the face of Gu Xi Bridge. He was afraid that she would jump out a more striking blow to him. After all, he had been so long make complaints about Gu Xi Bridge's occasional bad.

During the nine days, many talents were recruited in all aspects. They were serious and responsible. There were basically no mistakes. Gu Xiqiao turned around and went back to his house to pack up and prepare to go to the imperial capital.

On the outskirts of n city, Jiang Shuxuan looked at the blue fog gathered in the sky. His dark eyes were deep and sharp, his thin lips closed, and his water chestnut side face felt very oppressive. After a long time, his hands began to move, and a layer of light white light floated from his fingertips. With the action of his hands, white photons drew strange symbols in situ, and the air fluctuated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The speed became faster and faster, and it had turned into a vortex. At this time, he stopped and took two steps back.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two figures fell from the sky. They stood up and looked at the confusion around them. However, after seeing Jiang Shuxuan, they suddenly shrank.

"Lord Jiang? What do you mean? " Yamamoto tried to stabilize his mind. He was gambling. Jiang Shuxuan didn't know those things.

Jiang Shuxuan looked at them faintly, "if other people in the same trade violate international regulations and abolish their meridians!"

"You!" Yamamoto was shocked. He didn't understand how Jiang Shuxuan knew about it. He clearly did it very secretly. "Lord Jiang, I have to. I can't watch my sister die here!"

After all, unlike Gu Xiqiao, there is a system in his hand. Meizi's wisp of smoke can be said to have no medicine to solve. Yamamoto learned a kind of magic of state Z after consulting his family's elders and seizing the creation of others!

It has to be said that z's national skill is really broad and profound. He arranged this array at a junction to transfer other people's luck and health to Meizi. Meizi was discharged from the hospital in a few days.