A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

Jiang Nansun didn't know if the other party would see it, but she always needed to find an opportunity to vent her dissatisfaction and let the other party know.

She has a temper.

But when Jiang Nansun saw the reply, he felt a surge of nervousness.

I have absolutely no idea what to say.

"Why did this guy suddenly start talking and apologizing right away? He caught everyone off guard," Jiang Nansun said angrily.

Suddenly remembering the purpose of calling the other party over, Jiang Nansun felt a little embarrassed.

But when he thought about his father's recent condition, it was indeed much better than before.

However, without a stock number, the situation seems to have become somewhat inconsistent.

Just then, his father's voice came from outside the door again.

"Daughter, any news from your boyfriend? If not, your dad has his eye on a new stock that's been performing well lately, how about...?"

There was no need for him to continue speaking; Jiang Nansun already knew what he wanted to do.

It's true what they say, a leopard can't change its spots.

He's only been behaving himself for a few days, but he wants to buy things again. He'll squander this family's wealth sooner or later.

I'm really exhausted.

"Can't you wait a little longer?"

“I’ve been waiting for months. If I wait any longer, someone else will make all the money.”

“You…” Jiang Nansun was also helpless: “Alright, alright, I’m talking to him now. I’ll let you know if there’s any news.”

"Okay, then I'll wait at the door. You two can chat." A slightly excited voice came from the doorway.

Jiang Nansun shook his head.

[South of the Sun: So... do you remember what we talked about last time?]

[A low-key kind of happiness: a stock code, I'll find one for you right now.]

Su Chen hasn't been paying much attention to stocks lately, so I can only find one for her now.

I spent about 5 minutes browsing online.

Su Chen found another new energy stock and glanced at the company's name.

I knew it was just another scheme to fleece people.

But that has nothing to do with him.

[Low-key happiness: Huafeng Energy concept stock, there might be news released tomorrow, it will surge before the market closes, and hit the daily limit the day after tomorrow. If you want to know more, come ask me~ (evil laugh)]

Su Chen couldn't tell him that she wouldn't see any news three days from now, so she could only use this method to delay for a while.

Anyway, he wasn't buying it himself; he just wanted to delay his dad.

And there was a huge surge.

One stock hit its daily limit up.

These two pieces of information are enough for the other party to make money.

Su Chen's words indeed caught Jiang Nansun's attention.

"This guy always takes advantage of me. If I call him over to pretend to be my boyfriend, he'll take advantage of me completely!"

"I should have said he was Suo Suo's boyfriend."

I remembered Zhu Suosuo saying last time that she wanted to pursue the man opposite her.

Jiang Nansun felt a pang of unease.

She never imagined that she would feel jealous of her best friend.

Jiang Nansun opened the door.

Looking at Jiang Pengfei, who was standing outside the door with a charming expression.

"Xinfeng Energy will start rising tomorrow and hit the daily limit the day after. You'll have to wait for further news."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Nansun prepared to close the door, but Jiang Pengfei stopped him.

“Daughter, look how good this guy is to you. He always tells you inside information. It’s obvious he wants to pursue you.”

"If you agree, then bring him back to meet us. As long as he's alright, your parents won't stop you, okay?"

"We'll see. My aunt is coming back soon, and I need to find her a designer."

Boom! ~

Jiang Pengfei looked at the closed door, but there was no disappointment on his face.

It's all about the desire to make money.

"Haha! New energy, just hearing that sounds like a concept stock, I can make money for at least seven or eight days, I'm going to get rich, I'm going to get rich~"

.........

After recruitment, classes will begin.

Su Chen, Lin Miaomiao, and Xia Xingchen arrived at the large conference room, where many classmates were already seated.

When Su Chen and his two companions entered the room, everyone's eyes turned to them.

Lin Miaomiao had already gotten used to it.

Although Xia Xingchen has the aura of a beautiful woman, she still felt a little uncomfortable facing this kind of unconditional attention.

"Su Chen!!!"

In the last row of the classroom, Xie Xun and his roommates sat.

He was holding a deck of cards.

Looks like they've been here quite a while.

Su Chen and the others sat in the second-to-last row and turned to look at the three of them.

"What's going on this time? Why are there freshmen and sophomores here?"

“You don’t understand, do you? This is a tradition of our Shanghai Business School, a pair of sevens.” Lin Xiangyu said, looking at the cards. “Normally, in order to provide graduating seniors with internship opportunities and to motivate them to contribute to society, the school will specially invite business leaders to give lectures.”

“Yes, Q,” Xie Xun said. “Every time this happens, in order to make the students in the department feel genuinely proud of the school, we deliberately invite the freshmen and sophomores as well.”

Xia Xingchen: "The school is really amazing. Why would they specifically call freshmen and sophomores?"

Xie Xun and Lin Xiangyu exchanged a glance and smiled.

"That's because the juniors and seniors are all seasoned veterans. You can tell at a glance that they're not here to give lectures, but to find laborers."

"I'm looking for a group of obedient, non-complaining, and low-paid cattle and horses."

Both Lin Xiangyu and Xie Xun were very pessimistic.

Guan Chao said from the side, "In the past, we usually did this when we were about to graduate, but I don't know why it was done at the beginning of the freshman year this year."

"Is that even a question? Unlike previous years, we have a really impressive freshman this year."

Lin Xiangyu looked at Su Chen: "Right, Master?"

"It's not that bad, it's not that bad." Su Chen shook his head with a smile.

"No need to be modest, it's definitely all your fault." Xia Xingchen shook Su Chen's hand twice.

Lin Miaomiao raised an eyebrow at Su Chen.

The usual rule was to mention graduation sooner, but this year it was mentioned that school was starting sooner, which clearly means the school wants to give Su Chen a good impression.

Just then, the classroom was full.

Gao Chao and several other teachers who had met at the welcome party walked in from the door.

Gao Chao stood on the stage.

The others sat in the first row.

"Today is a major event for our business school. The main purpose is to invite several of our newly emerging business leaders to give you some talks and, incidentally, to give you a pep talk."

"Another, and most importantly, is to pave the way for your future internships."

"Many people say that graduation equals unemployment. In order to avoid this situation from happening again, our school will try to find some business leaders who have graduated from our school or have cooperated with our school to recruit people."

"You all need to seize the opportunity and not leave a bad impression on others."

"Did you hear that? This is the guy who came to the school to recruit people." Lin Xiangyu's voice came from behind.

Xie Xun said, "I just don't know if there are any self-made business owners this time. I really want to learn from their success stories."

"Most of what can be said is useless. Do you expect a big shot to tell you all the dark history of how he made his fortune? Impossible."

Lin Xiangyu sighed.

Just then, Gao Chao's long and tedious speech finally came to an end.

"Next, please welcome our beautiful entrepreneur, Ms. Shen Yi'en, the founder of the ELS fashion brand, to share her entrepreneurial experience with us. Let's give her a round of applause."

"What is that???" Su Chen, who was not interested in this matter at first, was stunned when he heard the name.