When Gao Yiming called, Cheng Yu had already returned home.
He had checked a lot of information in the past few days, but what he lacked was just an understanding of the domestic investment circle. Du Xiaoyu didn't hide anything, and told him a lot of things.
Cheng Yu thought about this matter and left Xintuna immediately and returned home.
When leaving Tuna, Du Xiaoyu angrily stamped his feet behind him.
Du Xiaoyu put forward conditions for teaching Cheng Yu. Cheng Yu was perfunctory at that time, but on Du Xiaoyu's side, she was already gearing up to order a whole table of snacks at Deyun Club.
Cheng Yu wanted to go to the bathroom midway, but Du Xiaoyu was still cautious and refused to let him go, for fear that he would play urinary escape.
But she never expected that Cheng Yu could be so shameless. He couldn't escape, and he actually forced himself out of the door and ran faster than a rabbit. Du Xiaoyu hurriedly hurried but couldn't catch up with him.
Of course, Du Xiaoyu complained about Cheng Yu's despicable behavior. He complained to Lao Tun for a long time, but Lao Tun said nothing until it was almost six o'clock.
I still want to sit for a while, so remember to lock the door for me when you leave."
After saying that, he left first.
Du Xiaoyu had nowhere to express her resentment, but she had no choice but to have a meal nearby, thinking that if Cheng Yu's conscience found out, he might still have time to come back and pay the bill or something.
But it turned out that Du Xiaoyu had overthought it. It was impossible to ask Cheng Yu to treat him to a meal. It was simply wishful thinking to expect him to have a conscience and come to pay for it.
Depressed, Du Xiaoyu could only decide to go to Deyun Club alone to listen to cross talk. Thinking that it was not far away, he might as well take a walk after dinner and walk there.
As for Cheng Yu, he was already sitting at the dining table of the landlady across the door, "accompanying" the old lady for another meal.
Of course the old landlady who lived across from Cheng Yu could hear the news of Cheng Yu returning home, so she cooked two more dishes.
When it was time to eat, the old lady knocked on Cheng Yu's door again. After Cheng Yu opened the door, he walked out and closed the door behind him.
His performance made the old lady stunned.
"You little guy, do you know that I want to ask you to eat?" Seeing Cheng Yu enter the house consciously, the old lady laughed dumbly behind.
Cheng Yu also smiled and said: "It's dinner time right now. Even if you want to chat with me all day long, you can't come to me at this time. Then you just ask me to come to your house to eat.
?"
The old lady smiled silently and said, "Don't sit there, go to the kitchen, take the steamed pork out of the pot and serve it to me!"
"Okay!" Cheng Yu shouted imitating the accent of Peking Opera, walked into the kitchen with small steps, and quickly returned to the table with a plate of steamed pork, and touched his ears with his hot hands.
"You kid, you didn't know how to find a piece of cloth to cushion the burn, did you?" The old lady couldn't help feeling a little distressed when she saw him like that.
Cheng Yu chuckled and said, "It's okay."
After sitting down and taking a few bites, Cheng Yu asked: "Grandma, I've almost finished thinking about it. I think what you said makes sense. I plan to open an investment company."
The old lady put down her chopsticks and said seriously: "You have to think clearly. Although there are indeed many donors on my son's side waiting to put their money into the domestic market, you also have to spend a lot of money yourself.
Have you discussed it with your family?"
"I have the start-up capital myself. If I don't have enough money, I'll tell them later."
The old lady smiled and shook her head and said: "You kid, you are quite loud. This is no different from other types of companies. The registered capital must be large enough, otherwise it will be difficult for the funder to trust you."
"Don't worry, it will be fine."
The old lady was hesitant to speak, but she felt that it was only Hong Guoguo's money that made her feel like she was just talking.
"Okay, after we finish eating in a while, I will contact my son to see what his opinion is. Then you can discuss it yourself."
"Okay!"
Cheng Yu took a large piece of meat and enjoyed it.
This meal allowed Cheng Yu to gain three more points. Although the points in his hand had exceeded 200, seeing the countdown in the upper left corner with only a little more than six days left, Cheng Yu still felt uneasy.
Bottom.
After the meal, Cheng Yu took the initiative to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and the old lady was able to send a video call to her son.
The time is around six o'clock in the evening, and it's around six o'clock in the morning in New York.
The old lady's son had just woken up and was washing up when he heard the phone ringing. Seeing that it was his mother, he answered the call.
"Mom, what do you want from me this early in the morning?"
In the video, a man in his early forties, who is in very good shape, is wearing pajamas and foaming at the mouth.
The old lady smiled and briefly introduced Cheng Yu's situation. The man was stunned and hurriedly poured some water into his mouth. After rinsing away the toothpaste, he said, "Isn't this child too extravagant? Rogers wants to accept it."
He was a student and he actually gave up? Isn’t he a little too ambitious..."
"Can a student who is favored by Rogers be someone who is very ambitious? I have talked with him. This kid has a very solid foundation and has unique insights into many economic issues. He also has a very calm temperament. He probably won't be you.
That kind of person."
The man nodded and said, "That's true. After all, they are students from the University of Southern California. Although Rogers does not teach them directly, he has made necessary observations after three or four years. Otherwise, he would not have rashly asked for it.
He is a doctoral student. It’s just such a good opportunity..."
"His family should have very good conditions, so he may not want to engage in industries such as economic theory and economic model construction."
"Then there's no need to reject Rogers. Even if you don't want to do theoretical economics, you can still work in investment banking after becoming Rogers' doctoral student."
"That's true, but everyone has his own ambitions. I told the child what you told me last time. I personally think that you might as well talk about it. If it's suitable, you can also give it a try."
The man pondered for a moment, washed his face, and agreed: "Okay, I trust Mom's opinion. In this way, you can give me his contact information, and I will chat with him during breakfast time."<
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The old lady hung up the phone silently. Seeing that Cheng Yu had also put away the dishes, she explained the situation to him.
Later, the old lady gave her son's WeChat account to Cheng Yu, and Cheng Yu immediately added that the name displayed on the other party was Yiye.
The old lady explained on the side: "My son's surname is Shen."
Cheng Yu casually said: "Shen Yiye?" Seeing the old lady smiling slightly, Cheng Yu understood and said with a smile: "I know, it's Shen Zhiqiu."
The old lady nodded and said: "You guys can get in touch. It may not work out, let's have a chat."
Without saying a word, Cheng Yu sent Shen Zhiqiu a polite greeting. Before he could receive a reply, the phone rang.
Cheng Guangnian's name was displayed on the screen. Naturally, the old lady saw it accidentally, and the corresponding face suddenly appeared in her mind.
"Mr. Cheng, what's the matter?" Cheng Yu opened his mouth and came with a very casual attitude.
The old lady frowned at the side. Since it was Mr. Cheng, then maybe it was the Cheng Guangnian she also knew, but why was Cheng Yu's tone so casual? In the past few days, Cheng Yu was not the kind of person who was disrespectful.
