"I've done it, you just need to serve His Highness the Crown Prince sincerely." Han Du stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhu Biao.
He continued: "And I don't need a year, how about just one month?"
Yu Shaodong looked at Han Du, then at Zhu Biao, and after a moment, he burst out laughing.
Han Du looked at the smiling Yu Shaodong, frowned, and asked with some dissatisfaction: "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at you." Yu Shaodong immediately shouted. Then without waiting for Han Du to speak, he said: "Han Du, do you think I was fooled by you once and will fool you a second time? Why only use the same amount of money?
How can you earn 100,000 guan in a month? You are not making money, you are dreaming. There is everything in the dream. To put it bluntly, it is impossible for you to make 100,000 guan in a month. Your goal is not at all
When it comes to making money, you are just stalling for time. You just want to hold me back for a month. I will not let you succeed, even if I die. You want me to work for the prince? Go for it in the next life."
Han Du looked at Yu Shaodong with a strange expression on his face. He couldn't help but complain in his heart: I am telling the truth, but you have so many inner dramas. Why is it just to hold you back? I want to eat shit.
"You think too highly of yourself." Han Du shook his head and continued: "What I said is the truth. And when it comes to doing business, you are still far behind. If there are ten levels of business people, you...
.....”
Han Du stretched out his finger toward Yu Shaodong and pointed at the ground. The meaning he wanted to express was self-evident.
Not only was Yu Shaodong not angry when he saw it, but he sneered and asked: "You want to say that I am on the bottom floor?"
Han Du sighed helplessly and explained to Yu Shaodong: "You are thinking too much. What I mean is that you are far worse than the bottom layer. It is a world of difference. You are on the ground, and the bottom layer is in the sky.
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"You can't be humiliated when you kill, you can't be humiliated when you kill. Han Du, you win, I'm willing to admit defeat. But you can't humiliate me like this, humiliate me...ah..." Yu Shaodong went crazy
When he struggled, it was as if he was trying to fight Han Du.
However, he was easily controlled by the two people behind him and could not move.
After a while, Yu Shaodong, perhaps tired from struggling, lay weakly on the ground. With tears in his eyes, he looked up without focus and murmured to himself: "If you lose, you lose. If your family business fails, you lose."
Well, if I die, I will die. At worst, I will die for a hundred times. But why don’t you let me go? You still want to humiliate me? You still want to humiliate me..."
Yu Shaodong is also a dignified person. His dignity is what he relies on for his success, that is, his skill in doing business. Of course, that is what he thinks is skill, but Han Du thinks it is nothing.
Yu Shaodong's miserable and lost look was touching. Even the two big men had unbearable thoughts. They glanced at Han Du and quickly lowered their heads. It seemed that one more glance at Han Du made them angry towards Han Du.
It seems to be growing by one point.
Even the way Zhu Biao looked at Han Du began to show a trace of dissatisfaction, as if he was blaming him for why he had to torture Yu Shaodong like this.
Han Du was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. I wonder, since when did I become a bad person who does all kinds of evil? I obviously just tell the truth. Moreover, even if others don't understand me, Your Highness, you should do the same.
You should understand me. After all, I have done so much to help you.
Zhu Biao seemed to understand the thoughts in Han Du's eyes and turned away embarrassedly.
Han Du stood up, knelt down next to Yu Shaodong, and looked into his eyes.
Yu Shaodong's eyes were dull, and he muttered words such as "humiliation..." and had no reaction when Han Du came to him.
Han Du smiled and said: "Don't be unconvinced, I'm just telling the truth. Do you know what a fund is? What is a stock? What is a bond? What is buying and selling short, what is a future? What is it?"
Brand Effect, What Is Selling Anxiety?”
Yu Shaodong's eyes were bright, but his confused expression was not as good as when his eyes were dull just now. He knew every word of what Han Du said, but he didn't know what they meant when combined. He
I have never heard of these strange words. Are these things related to business?
Although Han Du's voice was soft, it was still enough for everyone to hear clearly in this elegant room.
If the two big men don't talk about him, with two mallets and elm heads, it's all in vain.
However, Zhu Biao heard the words popping out of Han Du's mouth one after another, and his heart surged. Among so many weird words, Zhu Biao once heard Han Du mention the word "bond", and so did other Zhu Biao.
First time hearing it.
Zhu Biao lowered his eyes, and the hand holding the tea cup began to become restless, and he felt excited, "It seems that Han Du has a lot of good stuff there, I need to find some time to let him and Gu explain it properly.
What is anxiety? Zhu Biao understands it very well. For example, my father is very anxious in order to govern the world. But this thing can neither be eaten nor used, but it can also be sold?"
But then Zhu Biao felt a headache when he thought about the agreement between him and Han Du.
Reaching out and pressing his temples, Zhu Biao had an idea flash in his mind. Huh? No, didn't Gu tell Han Du that An Qing was not interested in him? Han Du didn't look like he was a stalker.
Man, maybe he just let go and stopped asking Gu for help? Doesn’t that mean that Gu can just ask him to solve his doubts?
Thinking of this, Zhu Biao felt relaxed. It was like a person who was troubled by worries suddenly realized the freedom of wealth and the troubles in the world were gone.
Yu Shaodong looked at Han Du intently, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He slowly sat up from the ground, looked at Han Du at eye level, and asked: "Is everything you said true? Are you really able to make a living in a country with all your money?"
Earn 100,000 yuan in a month?"
Han Du chuckled and said: "What? You don't believe it? If you don't believe it, then do you dare to take a gamble with me?"
Yu Shaodong's face was solemn, and he pondered for a long time before saying decisively: "Okay, let's gamble. If I lose, I will work for His Highness, sincerely and never regret it. What if you lose?"
Han Du stood up, slowly returned to the chair, and took a sip of tea. Seeing everyone looking at him with burning eyes, he said lightly: "If I lose, I will eat while standing upside down."
Phew~
Han Du felt a strong mist of water on his right side touching him and behind him. When he touched his face, he immediately felt his hands were wet.