"Qiao Qiao, can you really get the first-prize scholarship?" Lu Youyou asked softly.
okay. Wen Qiao made an " OK " gesture.
"Zhuang Yan is very strong."
I'm very strong too. Don't panic. It's a small matter.
After leaving the teaching building, Lu Youyou asked Lin Xiang and Chun Xiao, " "When are you guys coming home?"
The two of them were from Hangcheng, which was very close to Haicheng. It only took them an hour to get home by train.
Lin Xiang: " I'll be back tomorrow, but we can still meet during the winter break. If it snows, you can come to the hidden Spirit Temple. It's very beautiful, and you can take a video of the ancient style.
"Alright, let's meet then."
"Brother fan's concert, let's go and watch it together." Chun Xiao replied.
"No problem," Lu Youyou replied.
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He Qian's brother, He Cong, was a well-known Playboy in Sea city. He often told his fair-weather friends that wealth was always in the hands of the minority.
He highly respected risky debt and felt that poor people would not dare to buy it, so poor people would not be able to make a fortune. This kind of fortune was for rich people like them to use money to make money.
After a round of drinking, He Cong brought the two beautiful young models back to his room in the clubhouse.
While he was exercising, his Secretary called him, but he was so angry that he turned it off. Did she not know what the hell he was doing now?
The phone call came in again. He had a persistent spirit.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He stood up and picked up the phone. "You'd better have something urgent, or you're finished."
young master, bad news. IM company's loan crisis has been exposed. It will greatly affect the batch of mini bonds you bought in large quantities.
"Young master he, let's continue playing." The two young models came up to him.
He Cong pushed away the two women beside him. "Get lost, get lost, get lost."
The two young models saw his dark expression and quickly picked up the clothes on the ground and ran away in a panic.
"Im is such a big company. How could they have a sub-loan crisis?" He Cong gritted his teeth.
but that's what the report said. The debt we bought has become a pile of waste paper.
He Cong panicked. come over immediately. I'm in the club room.
He Cong's Secretary came over after a while, his forehead covered in sweat. He kept showing He Cong wave after wave of big news on the internet, which made He Cong break out in cold sweat.
He even embezzled a lot of the group's funds behind his mother's back. If he lost this, the foundation of his family business would be affected.
"Is there any way to remedy this?"
The Secretary kept wiping his sweat. it's already a foregone conclusion.
He Cong kicked the Secretary's chest."Why didn't you find out earlier?"
young master, his loan crisis is very dangerous this time. We don't know anything about it and can't prevent it.
He Cong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. find someone to save the market, find someone to save IM. If IM has a chance to turn things around, my losses can be compensated.
"Young master, who else can I ask for?"
Fu Nanli.
"Ah? Our family and the fu family don't have much of a relationship."
he's from the American national football team. I heard that he has a lot of connections with the rich and powerful in the country. He must have a way. Our he Qian used to work for him, so he has to take into account our old friendship. He'll definitely be able to stop the mortgage crisis this time. Help me contact him.
When Fu Nanli received Fu Chuan's message, he was having dinner with Wen Qiao in a private room next to the hot spring pool at Xiaotang mountain.
Young master Fu's life motto was,"you let my child catch a cold and have a fever, and I'll make you lose hundreds of millions."