Rebirth of the supreme daughter

Mu Zong's network company originally focused on online games, but Gu Xiqiao has a long-term vision and his business philosophy is several times higher than him. With the development of electronic information technology, the market's demand for the network is not only in online games. She has identified some business cores, mainly online games, website construction, future development direction, online e-commerce Sales of electronic physical products and development of new software.

She put these together, the business strategy and sales plan were planned one by one, and even put out the future business risks and listed the countermeasures.

At a glance, there were almost no loopholes in the whole project, and most of them had never been seen by Mu Zong. The business mode was bold and novel. He suddenly realized that the girl in front of him was not talking casually. Her business talent was higher than everyone he had seen.

He turned over and over again and looked at every word and sentence very carefully. In the process, he had a feeling of light in front of him, as if he had cleared the clouds in front of him and let him foresee a bright road.

Gu Xiqiao took out his mobile phone and looked at the stock. He glanced at the time and couldn't help saying, "Mr. mu, you can go home and see this."

Mu Zong regained his mind. Up to now, he can't imagine that this unrealistic business philosophy came from her hand. He sighed deeply at the thought of this.

Although he was full of ambition and wanted to do a big job, he still returned the information in his hand to Gu Xiqiao and smiled bitterly, "Miss Gu, you have this plan. You can find someone to invest in and register a company yourself. I can't take advantage of you. You know, my company is an empty shell. The bank won't lend me a lot, so... "

He knows himself that the value of this document is immeasurable. It's just a blessing in the eye. If it's the heyday of his company, he may be able to give it a shot.

Gu Xiqiao pushed the document back to Mu Zong, very calm, "Mr. mu, I'm not short of money."

In order to prove this, Gu Xiqiao took him to a bank. She took out her card and asked the cashier at the counter to check the balance. After checking, the service staff immediately took them to the VIP lounge and the president entertained them in person.

This change surprised Mu Zong, but he still followed behind Guxi bridge.

How much will it cost to get the president out?

Gu Xiqiao didn't stay much. He directly asked people to draw half the money for mu Zong. "Although it's not a lot, it's enough for the initial operation."

"Miss Gu, aren't you afraid I'll run away with the money?" Mu Zong was stunned by her crispness,.

Is she brave enough to throw so much money to him, or does she have nothing to fear?

Hearing his words, Gu Xiqiao directly picked up his backpack. "Money is just a number to me. I believe in my vision. Contact me again in the evening. I have to hurry to class. If I'm late, the old class has to cut me again. "

If he takes her money and runs away, he must have his life to accept the money!

"Hey, don't wait for the bus. I'll take you back to school," Mu Zong sighed. He only felt that the money in his hand was heavy, but he was full of pride. "Miss Gu, I'll mix with you later. Don't call me Mr. mu. I really can't afford it. Just call me Lao mu."

"Let's call it Mu Shu." Gu Xiqiao chuckled.

"Well, uncle Mu is just uncle mu." Mu Zong smiled at Guxi bridge. He almost forgot that he was still a young girl. "At your age, it's not bad to call me uncle mu."

He looked at the figure of Gu Xiqiao gradually entering the school gate, holding the bank card in his hand. A long lost light lit up in his eyes. He also began to look forward to the hopeless future.

Straightened up, dialed a phone and left here.

Gu Xiqiao returned to school. Half of the first class was over. The class leader was standing on the podium with a roll. When he saw Gu Xiqiao standing by the door of the classroom and saying "report", he glanced at her, and then hummed, "where have you been?"

Guxiqiao honestly, "old class, I'm wrong." That's right anyway.

As soon as she said this, the words behind the old class couldn't go on, so she waved, "come in, it's almost the college entrance examination, and you're so careless. Be careful I smoke you."

Gu Xiqiao silently pulled out the corners of his mouth and walked to his seat. He didn't dare to sleep. The rest of the class was listening carefully.

The deskmate is too powerful. Xiao Yun is really under great pressure. She scored 101 points in the Chinese test this time, which is not a humiliating score in the whole parallel class. It is much higher than the last 60 points.

The premise is that she can't compare with Gu Xiqiao. She turns out the Chinese volume of Gu Xiqiao. The whole paper is very clear and meaningful, and the handwriting is beautiful. The Chinese teacher is not willing to deduct points, but only slightly deduct a few points on the composition. After all, the full score of the Chinese test is not in the history of No. 1 middle school.

Gu Xiqiao took out his mobile phone, then glanced at the paper in Xiao Yun's hand, and suddenly made a sound, "give me back a Fang Gong Fu."

Xiao Yun opened her mouth and recited a paragraph or two, and then forgot what was behind. She looked at Guxi bridge. Her cold face flushed slightly and was very embarrassed.

"Really give me a long face," Gu Xiqiao took out the paper in her hand. Her beautiful eyes narrowed and disliked it very much. "The handwriting has improved a lot, but the score hasn't even reached the average score of our class. Run circles for me in the evening."

This is Gu Xiqiao's new idea recently. He took the whole class to the playground to run circles. Xiao Yun wanted to refuse. However, these two goods in the parallel class believed in Gu Xiqiao very much and went to run circles without saying a word.

So, when school was over in the evening, the people of No. 1 middle school saw a grand occasion. The playground formerly occupied by the school team was now occupied by a group of runners. There was enough people in a class. They talked while running. The whole team was very orderly and seemed to be filled with a different atmosphere.

Wu Hongwen, who played basketball on the other side, threw the basketball into the hands of his teammates, and then trotted all the way to Xiao Yun, keeping the same frequency with her, "why?"

"Blind, running," Xiao Yun glanced at him and accelerated his speed. "Roll, roll, you're endorsing. Don't bother me."

Wu Hongwen just wanted to ask what book to recite. His mind suddenly became clear, and all his knowledge began to filter and sort out in an orderly way... Wu Hongwen, who was stunned for a while, immediately followed a group of people.

He glanced around and was a little stunned.

The girl sitting on the horizontal bar carries a bag in one hand and a brace in the other hand. She slightly raised her fine snow like jaw. Against the setting sun, she only felt her skin as bright as jade, her willow eyebrows as smoke, and her eyes as clear as water. It was clearly a face so indifferent that she could not look back after casting one eye.