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Chapter 17: Let the Professor Step In

While Zhang Yang and his friends were camping in the wild, Wang Xingbang, in a slow time café on the Bund, explained everything he knew to Tao Yuang in detail.

"Professor Wang, are you saying that the increase in the returns of students at Shanghai University of Finance and Economics is because a student named Zhang Yang is selling market research reports?"

Tao Yuang's eyes flashed with surprise, clearly not expecting this outcome.

“Well, I have no reason to lie to you,” Wang Xingbang replied, adding, “This was the student’s personal action, not something we instructed.”

"this…"

Tao Yuang hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

He thought to himself, "You, Wang Xingbang, have washed your hands of the responsibility, but I have to bear the consequences for Zhang Yang's behavior."

More than two weeks ago, he promised that the top ten participants in the "Huaxin Simulated Trading Competition" would be able to intern at Huaxin Securities, which was open to 122 investment students from Shanghai University of Finance and Economics.

Can you take back what you said?

he can not!
He wouldn't dare!

Because if it were taken back, it would offend 122 future financial peers, many of whom have powerful backgrounds.

Even if you reluctantly recommend it, the consequences are less severe than withdrawing your promise.

Seeing that Tao Yuang looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated, Wang Xingbang immediately asked, "Just say what you want to say, no need to beat around the bush."

As an "uncle" born in the 1950s who had studied abroad, he hated nothing more than beating around the bush and dragging things out.

"Cough cough."

Tao Yuang coughed twice and said, "Professor Wang, could you please ask Zhang Yang to stop selling market research reports? We are using the results of the Huaxin Simulated Trading Competition as the internal referral standard, which is essentially to select outstanding students. If he does this, it will be very difficult for me."

Upon learning that Tao Yuang wanted him to represent him, Wang Xingbang immediately understood. He took a sip of coffee and said unhurriedly, "If I were to represent him, would you prefer me to represent Shanghai University of Finance and Economics or Huaxin Securities?"

“Or rather…” He paused for half a second, then continued, “myself.”

Three identities, three meanings.

If Zhang Yang represents Shanghai University of Finance and Economics, it would be tantamount to the school disapproving of Zhang Yang's actions and rejecting its own teaching content.

Since all investment courses teach students to understand the market and grasp the economy, buying research reports is just like buying newspapers, and this behavior itself is legal and reasonable.

If Wang Xingbang is representing Huaxin Securities, let's set aside whether he is qualified or not. Just considering the market research reports that Huaxin Securities itself produces, shouldn't they also be stopped?
As for representing himself in the end, Wang Xingbang can't be bothered with you.

Tao Yuang is not stupid. All fund managers who have been able to work their way up in the financial world for many years and establish themselves are quite capable.

After learning of Wang Xingbang's attitude, he changed his mind and said, "I'll go back to my alma mater and talk to Zhang Yang myself. I'm sorry to have bothered Professor Wang."

"Monday, 4 PM, you should be free then. Come to my office to talk." Wang Xingbang gave a specific time and place, without allowing Tao Yuang to meet with Zhang Yang alone.

The reason is simple: he wanted Zhang Yang to continue producing market research reports.

With the soaring returns of students at Shanghai University of Finance and Economics, he not only felt proud but also stood tall with confidence.

It's important to know that the "Huaxin Simulated Trading Competition" involves multiple finance and economics universities, essentially a joint entrance exam before graduation. Shanghai University of Finance and Economics has always been overshadowed by Central China University of Finance and Economics and Southwestern University of Finance and Economics. Now that there's a legal and compliant way to "reverse the pressure," how could he not lend a hand?

"I got it."

Tao Yuang nodded slightly.

He then left without lingering, exchanging a few polite words.

He didn't actually know why Wang Xingbang wanted to protect Zhang Yang, but since things had come to this point, he had no choice but to step in and mediate personally.

……

As night falls, a gentle breeze wafts through the tulips in Pujiang Country Park, carrying their fragrance into the brightly lit campsite.

In principle, overnight stays are not allowed here, and there are dedicated patrol personnel.

But Wang Liu broke the park's rules by using only one cigarette.

Don't be fooled by the numerous rules in some places; with a little flexibility, you can actually avoid a lot of trouble.

At this moment, Zhang Yang, He Jing, Xu Zhiruo and the others sat together, while Wang Liu supported himself on the ground with his hands, his arms trembling uncontrollably. Zhuang Yingmeng sat on his waist, covering her mouth that was bursting with laughter.

"Go for it, 14!"

"Go Liu Zi, six push-ups to go!"

"Liu Zi, are you sure you can handle this?"

Wang Liu wanted to say that he was no longer able to do it, but his last shred of male dignity compelled him to bend his arm and then slowly straighten it.

"15 that's it! Keep it up!"

"16!"

"17!"

"come on! Come on!"

"Go, Liu Zi!"

Amidst cheers and encouragement, Wang Liu completed 20 weighted push-ups, his entire body drenched in sweat, large beads of sweat sliding down his forehead.

After he finished his push-ups, Zhuang Yingmeng smiled and pulled out a few tissues to wipe his sweat, asking, "Are you alright?"

"It's... a piece of cake," Wang Liu stubbornly insisted, even though he was still panting heavily.

"Twenty more, please!" Chen Chuan chuckled.

Upon hearing this, Wang Liu immediately stood up and angrily retorted, "Go to hell! Give me another 20! Even cattle and horses don't do things like this!"

"Let's keep playing."

He then looked at the playing card in the middle.

The game they played was called "Minesweeper," and a deck of cards had 54 cards. Each player received a penalty card and wrote the penalty on a blank space on the deck.

If there are 10 players in the game, there will be 10 bombs (four of a kind).

After the 10 cards are written with the punishment, and then shuffled, the first player to draw a card is chosen by playing rock-paper-scissors.

If you draw a bomb, you need to be punished according to the contents of the playing card.

Wang Liu drew the bomb card and was forced to do 20 push-ups.

After removing the "push-up" bomb card, Chen Chuan, the next player after Wang Liu, drew six cards in a row. He put the first five cards back and then revealed the answer to the sixth card.

"Ace of Hearts, it's alright."

The blank area had no words, so Chen Chuan narrowly escaped being caught, and it was the next person's turn to draw.

"4 of Diamonds, blank."

"Plum Blossom 2, blank."

"Plum Blossom 7, blank."

As cards are drawn one by one, the probability of drawing a bomb card increases.

When it was Zhang Yang's turn, he simply flipped the 8 of diamonds over and clearly wrote on it: Sing a pop song.

"Oh!"

"I've never heard the dorm leader sing before," Xu Jiafeng said with a hint of curiosity.

"I haven't heard of it either."

"Me too."

Everyone agreed.

Zhang Yang smiled faintly and said, "Mainly because I sing off-key, I'm embarrassed to sing normally, and of course, I haven't sung much in private either."

"It's alright, we'll accept your first time," Chen Chuan chuckled.

"Then I'll make a fool of myself."

Zhang Yang didn't hesitate and used the MP3 function on his Nokia phone to play Wang Lihong's "The Only One," then gently sang along.

(How clear my sky is)

(A transparent promise is like the air of the past.)

(It's you holding my hand)
Zhang Yang's voice was above average, but when he sang the first line, Wang Liu couldn't help but think to himself, "Is this what you call being off-key?"

"Stop being so charming, dorm leader!"

Xu Jiafeng cried out in his heart.

He glanced around and noticed that the girls around him were all staring at him strangely, even his goddess Xu Zhiruo was staring intently into Zhang Yang's eyes.

As the chorus begins, the simple conditions and poor-quality acoustics allow Zhang Yang to sing out a deep emotion of unwavering loyalty and shared joys and sorrows.

(Baby, you are my only one)

(Both worlds are distorted)

(Going back is easier said than done)
At this moment, he gazed affectionately at everyone present, seemingly having already immersed himself in the deeply affectionate persona of the song.

He Jing never expected that Zhang Yang could sing; that was definitely a plus.

It's important to know that on university campuses, most girls prioritize looks and talent when looking for a partner.

As for money?
People only start to take things seriously after being brutally beaten down by society.

The lights at night cannot completely dispel the darkness. Under the interplay of light and shadow, Zhang Yang's profile not only appears smooth but also more defined.

Xu Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, muttering to herself, "So handsome..."

The other girls were equally captivated, their eyes fixed on Zhang Yang's face, their gazes filled with affection.

The song ends.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly and said modestly, "It's just been too long since I sang, so please forgive me if I sing off-key."

"Clap clap-"

"It's so good, this is amazing!"

"She sang so well! Putting aside the technique, just in terms of emotion alone, it's absolutely perfect!"

"It sounds good!"

Everyone was very supportive. They were all friends, and even if someone didn't sing well, they would still praise them to death. Moreover, Zhang Yang's singing was quite good, surpassing most campus singers.

(End of this chapter)