Ding Zhiyuan wondered: "Don't you need the final exam?"

Grodau: "I am a master's exchange student. I have completed all the courses in the United States. I am just here to gain experience. I will return to China next fall to study for a doctorate."

Well, people spend money to study in China not to learn Chinese history, but to gain experience.

Ding Zhiyuan asked curiously: "Which school do you plan to study for a PhD?"

Groh smiled and said: "What do you think of the Chinese cultural history at the University of Chicago?"

Ding Zhiyuan: "……."

Brother, are you kidding?

Are you really interested in Chinese culture?

Seeing Ding Zhiyuan's expression as if he had seen a ghost, Gro said with a shrug: "I think Chinese culture is very interesting, and so is Chinese history.

So I’m very surprised, why did you react like this when you heard that I wanted to study for a PhD in Chinese cultural history?”

Because everyone thinks you are a dork!

Of course, you can only think about this in your heart. Ding Zhiyuan said in an official tone: "From my personal point of view, I am surprised and deeply admired by a foreigner for making such a choice."

Unless you have a mine at home, let alone studying the history of Chinese culture, even studying how to make shit is still very promising.

After eating and drinking, Gro patted his belly and left with satisfaction.

"Xiao Ding, dinner is delicious, please give it a thumbs up!" Gro got on his bicycle and gave a thumbs up.

"Stupid!" Ding Zhiyuan rolled his eyes. This guy got an advantage and acted like a good boy. He is thicker-skinned than himself!

Gro rode out ten meters away and gave Ding Zhiyuan the middle finger without looking back.

"Your sister!" Ding Zhiyuan wished he could find a gun and shoot this bitch.

I was about to turn around and go back when I suddenly saw a person standing under the tree in the flower bed opposite. He looked familiar, but it was too dark to see his face clearly.

"Who?"

"I."

"Cao Shanshan?" Ding Zhiyuan heard the other party's voice, and when he got closer, he found that it was Cao Shanshan. "When did you come? Why don't you go in?"

"I see you have a guest here." Cao Shanshan stroked the hair beside her ear, "Why have you asked for leave again these days? Is it your eldest brother..."

"Hi!" Ding Zhiyuan thought it was something wrong with her running over. It turned out that she was here for his eldest brother, "No, no, my eldest brother is fine. He has been running around on crutches for the past two days."

"Really?" Cao Shanshan was obviously relieved and said happily, "Then why don't you go to class? The final exam is coming soon, why don't you hurry up at all?"

Ding Zhiyuan said nonchalantly: "As long as you can pass the final exam, it will be fine."

Cao Shanshan smiled and said: "I almost forgot, you got first place in the class in the midterm exam. When will you go back to class?"

"This..." Ding Zhiyuan hesitated for a few seconds, "Next week, I still have something to be busy with."

Cao Shanshan asked curiously: "Why do you need to take such a long leave?"

"Guess!" Ding Zhiyuan laughed, "Sister Shanshan, stop standing here and chatter, go in and sit down."

"No, no!" Cao Shanshan waved her hands quickly, "I..., I just came..., no, passing by, um, happened to pass by, I have to go to evening self-study, so I'm leaving."

Bah, you happen to be passing by, I don’t even bother to expose you!

No, what does Cao Shanshan see in her eldest brother?

Obviously his brother is so handsome, why do he choose to stay far away instead of being close?

Of course, I have absolutely no other intention, I'm just a little bit...well, jealous!

When he got home, Ding Zhiwei asked: "Who were you talking to outside just now?"

"Your ears are so sharp!" Ding Zhiyuan sneered, and then said coquettishly: "Cao Shanshan is here."

Ding Zhiwei asked suspiciously: "What is she here for?"

"I came to see you, I'm sorry to come in." Ding Zhiyuan curled his lips, "You still made excuses to ask me why I didn't go to class in the past two days?"

Ding Zhiwei said speechlessly: "You are classmates, it is normal for her to care about you, why do you think so dirty?"

"You won't care about it sooner or later, but you are so willing to care about it after you come here. Tsk tsk, this drunkard's intention is not on my younger brother..."

Ding Zhiyuan heard what he said getting more and more outrageous, and quickly interrupted: "You have taken so many days off, when are you going to go back to class?

Is it that troublesome to have a crappy advertisement? You just have to pay someone to shoot it. As for you relying on it every day?"

"It's coming, it's coming." Ding Zhiyuan said perfunctorily, "It's almost over tomorrow. If you cut it again, it will be on TV next week."

Qucheng's factory started producing new products last week and is still at the stage of exploding production capacity. It is planning to take advantage of the Spring Festival to launch a wave of marketing and get off to a good start.

Therefore, after Ding Zhiwei was discharged from the hospital, he took a week off to find an advertising agency, find actors, change advertising scripts, and quarrel with people from the advertising agency every day.

He is so busy, but Ding Zhiwei doesn't understand him at all and is still holding him back.

Ding Zhiwei said with a worried look: "Is it possible? I've spent so much money and I won't even be able to get it back."

Ding Zhiyuan said displeased: "Brother, can you have some confidence in me? Remove the '?'!"

Ding Zhiwei sighed: "I don't understand you anyway... are you out of money?"

Ding Zhiyuan said funny: "What? You want to lend me some money?"

Liao Fugui brought him 260,000 yuan last time he came to Jinling. Ding Zhiwei only spent more than 20,000 yuan on surgery and 180,000 yuan on treasury bills.

Of the remaining 60,000 yuan, he invested 50,000 yuan in advertising shoots. Now he only has less than 15,000 yuan left on hand, which is far from enough for advertising.

In two days, Gao Qilin will lead a team to Qucheng to pull goods. At that time, Li Weidong will follow the team to Jinling and bring the advertising money.

Ding Zhiwei said: "I still have some allowances and subsidies, but I don't know if they are enough."

"Okay, you'd better keep the little money you have to get a wife." It's not that Ding Zhiyuan looks down on his elder brother. How much money can a poor soldier have? His little money is not enough to put food between his teeth.

"The toad yawned so loudly!" Ding Zhiwei laughed and scolded, "You have been clamoring to get me a wife."

Ding Zhiyuan glanced at him sideways: "You don't look very good, how can you only think about beautiful things?

I won’t bother to care about you until your leg is healed!”

Ding Zhiwei's face darkened, he looked at his right leg in plaster, and murmured: "I don't know if it can be cured..."

"It must be no problem!" Ding Zhiyuan realized that he had said the wrong thing, and was afraid that he would continue to think wildly, so he quickly changed the subject and said: "Brother, I was joking with you just now. Even if your leg is cured, I will take care of your sister-in-law's business."

On your body.

If you don’t like Cao Shanshan, I’ll introduce you to some female students from Nanjing University of Arts.

Oh my god, all of them have long legs that are bent forward and backward, and those figures can make you wet with just a pinch..."
Chapter completed!