Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 830 824. Face-slapping plot
"A discounted sweatshirt from Uniqlo for 129 yuan, sweatpants snatched from the livestream room for no more than 60 yuan, and Erke casual shoes for 130 yuan. Ha, there's not even a bag, just a Mixue paper bag."

The eldest lady's little follower looked Zhang Xiaoru up and down in the same way, and reported her outfit one by one.

Even the price is clear.

Zhang Xiaoru looked at herself and shook her head: "I used the coupon for the shoes, and they are now 99 after the discount."

"Where did you get it? Share it with me." The little follower said hurriedly.

It seems that the follower is not having a good time.

"Ahem." The eldest lady rolled her eyes in anger.

He glared at his follower, saying he was really unreliable.

You still have to do it yourself.

The eldest lady glanced at Zhang Xiaoru and said calmly, "I heard that you are promoting yourself as an eldest lady and a rich second generation?"

Zhang Xiaoru was speechless, "When did I ever publicize it?"

The eldest lady snorted coldly, "The ugly duckling can never become a white swan. You can't pretend to be one."

"Who is pretending?" Zhang Xiaoru also rolled her eyes.

The eldest lady continued, pretending to be indifferent: "You have no access to the daily wear of rich girls. Let me tell you something simple. Do you know the positioning of Dior?"

“I know Audi.”

"Ha, that's really interesting. Dior represents luxury, unconventional, and dazzling elegance. I guess you've also heard of Hermès. Do you know what the classic Hermès bag is?"

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it."

“Birkin and Kelly. Why are Bulgari watches known for their luxury and style?”

"Why would I know this?"

The conversation between these two people is completely incomprehensible.

The young lady smiled disdainfully and shook her finger at Zhang Xiaoru. "These are just the most basic knowledge. If you want to act like a young lady, you have a lot to learn."

"Boring." Zhang Xiaoru said this and walked away.

But the eldest lady and her followers stopped her again.

"What else do you want to do after showing off?" Zhang Xiaoru was a little angry.

It was dinner time. After spending the whole afternoon in the library, she was so hungry that she was leaning against his back.

More importantly, if you go too late, the beef fried noodles in the third canteen will be sold out, which is the most classic delicacy in all the canteens.

It is much more classic than any classic Hermès model.

"I want you to admit it in person, and tell everyone that you are either a young lady, a rich second-generation, or a pig farmer." The young lady had a contemptuous expression on her face as she stated her purpose.

There can't be two young ladies in the same ecological niche.

And her little follower laughed wildly, "Hahahaha, little piggy."

nothing else matters.

But you can't laugh at those who raise pigs.

Zhang Xiaoru's family raises pigs. The pigs are so cute. They use their flesh to support the food, clothing, housing and transportation of their family of three, support her healthy growth, and support her father to become a saint.

Zhang Xiaoru was really angry.

I was so angry that I didn't care about anything. It seemed that my identity was exposed anyway.

Simply.

She took out a notebook from the Michelle paper bag, opened it and saw the densely written records, shook her head and said mockingly: "It turns out that you young ladies have a lot to learn, but it seems that what you learn from me is a little different."

"You know so many luxury brands, but do you know that Dior and others belong to the LVMH Group?"

"President Henri Lacamier used Dior perfume as bait and joined forces with Bernard Arnault to compete with Hennessy. Unfortunately, Bernard was a little too ambitious and killed Hennessy after the success."

“And in April this year, a resolution was passed to extend the CEO’s term limit from 75 to 80 years.”

"However, although Henri Lacamier lost the fight, he did not leave the group's decision-making level, and on behalf of the founder group, he holds 43% of the shares and more than 35% of the voting rights. He can fight back at any time."

The eldest lady really didn't know about these internal struggles. "Why are you talking about this?"

There was some panic in his tone.

Zhang Xiaoru continued to smile, "These are just background information. I think what I learned is a little different from you."

Without waiting for the eldest lady to ask, Zhang Xiaoru continued, "For example, if we want to reach a cooperation with LVMH Group, should we follow Bernard's path or Henry's?"

"When the cooperation encounters difficulties, should we stand on Bernard's side and deal with Henry to make peace, or stand on Henry's side and steal Bernard's house."

"How do you operate both methods?"

"If you want to instigate internal fighting between the two of them, you need to decide which of the other shareholders can be won over and which are their own factions. The result of the instigation could be to get shares or assets, or to usurp the magpie's nest. Or even just to sabotage them, causing their market to shrink and then take over."

Zhang Xiaoru spoke calmly on the surface.

In fact, I was very happy.

Oops.

The things that Sister Tong forced her to learn are really useful. It was not in vain that Zhang Xiaoru spent all her time in the library. From childhood to adulthood, she has never been so hardworking.

As expected, knowledge is the most useful. You never know when it will come in handy.

...I don’t know why Ke Shaotong taught her these things. Ke Shaotong himself didn’t understand them.

really.

The young lady was stunned by the joke. "Why are you messing with them? Did they provoke you?"

Shocked by Zhang Xiaoru's long set of information on another level, she didn't even realize the problem with what she said.

It's not about whether you can do it or not, it's just bragging.

But why do it?

Zhang Xiaoru smiled brightly, pure and innocent, like a white lotus. "You don't have to provoke me to deal with him. His occupation of the market is the original sin. It has nothing to do with his own good or evil."

"Besides, it's better to be prepared. There's no harm in doing some deduction."

"It's not just the LVMH Group. Kering Group, which owns Gucci and Yves Saint Laurent; Richemont Group, which owns Cartier and Vacheron Constantin; and your favorite Hermès, all require similar deductions. Why, don't you teach them at home? Why?"

"Oh, by the way, is it because you are not strong enough?"

This is heartbreaking.

The young lady was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood, but she changed her mind and smiled again, "People say that you poor people know a lot, and it turns out you know a lot. You are crazy about wanting to be a young lady, and you want to be a strong woman. Do you dream about business wars every day? How childish."

Zhang Xiaoru's expression didn't change at all.

There was no fear at all as the young lady had expected of having the dark scars in her heart exposed.

Zhang Xiaoru simply took out her cell phone, fiddled with it for a bit, and held it in front of the young lady.

The eldest lady and her followers all saw it.

The screen shows the bank account backend.

The balance starts with three characters, it’s a very long string.

"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, hundreds..." The little follower counted one by one, and his voice became quieter and quieter.

The eldest lady and the little follower were silent.

Facts speak louder than words.

A junior female student, dressed in ordinary clothes, still went to the cafeteria to grab fried noodles.

There are more than three million in the account.

The young lady thought about herself. She only had a little over 100,000 yuan in her account, which she had saved for many years with great effort.

Put yourself in their shoes, if you can save more than three million, how much pocket money do you have every year?

In fact, she was wrong. She was usually extravagant, with 50,000 to 60,000 yuan in pocket money a month, so it was a great achievement for her to save a few thousand.

Zhang Xiaoru, these more than three million are all the profits from her Qiao Xiaomao franchise store.

Eighty to ninety thousand or even one hundred thousand per month.

Although it’s more than the eldest lady’s pocket money.

But Zhang Xiaoru is a money-grubber and won't spend it.

More than three million.

The eldest lady's little followers were all panicked. It turned out that the rumors were true. This was the real princess, and they had offended her.

What to do.

The little follower subconsciously took a few steps back.

The young lady was left alone there.

The young lady was completely panicked.

"Tsk." Zhang Xiaoru glanced at her and said casually, "There will be a fashion show in Milan next month. I plan to do some practical work and compete with those luxury goods groups. Do you want to come? Watch me play some tricks. It's okay if you can't come. Just wait and see the news."

Done.

Zhang Xiaoru walked past the eldest lady with light steps.

The young lady's followers scattered to both sides.

Watching Zhang Xiaoru leave...
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Wait until you're far away.

Zhang Xiaoru waved her fist excitedly and jumped up and down.

Cool!
It turns out that pretending to be cool and then getting slapped in the face is so satisfying!
Do it more often in the future.

But the pond in school is too small and boring.

If you want to play, you have to stand on a higher and bigger stage.

For example.

In mid-December, the perfume exhibition and global competition will begin, and Zuike has already got the ticket.

If I really want to have a fight with those luxury brands...

(End of this chapter)