Back home, Su Yanni and Cao Ziyi were playing go-kart racing. When they saw the two coming in, Su Yanni said: "The food is in the kitchen, go and eat it yourself." Then she ignored Zhao Tiezhu.
Zhao Tiezhu and Li Ling'er swept away the leftovers and went back to their rooms. Zhao Tiezhu turned on the computer and logged on to QQ. An avatar immediately flashed. Zhao Tiezhu clicked on the avatar, and a message popped up.
"Brother Tiezhu, the US$130 million you invested last time has been fully recovered. The income from this investment is US$70 million. Brother Tiezhu, please go check it out."
Zhao Tiezhu smiled. During his time as a killer, he earned a huge amount of wealth. Part of it was squandered by him. The other part, combined with part of Lei Zi's money, was given to a friend of his, Jack, who is known as an investment genius.
manage.
Jack is indeed worthy of the title of investment genius. In just a few months, he used Zhao Tiezhu's principal of 130 million U.S. dollars to earn 70 million in profits. This kind of rate of return would eclipse even some so-called investment experts.
.
"Thank you, Jack. I have to ask you to help me manage the principal," Zhao Tiezhu replied.
"Brother Tiezhu, if you hadn't saved me at that time, I wouldn't be here now. There is no need to thank you between us. I will help you take care of the money." Jack replied. Zhao Tiezhu smiled slightly and put the qq
He turned off the phone and called Lei Zi. Lei Zi seemed to have just woken up, yawned and asked, "Brother Tiezhu, what's going on?"
"Jack's money has been recovered." Tie Zhu said: "We made 70 million US dollars, each of us will get half of it. I will pay it to your card later."
"Is this the reason? Brother, you can take care of it yourself. I want to sleep a little longer."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Tiezhu transferred 35 million U.S. dollars directly to Lei Zi's account abroad, and then transferred 34 million U.S. dollars to another account, leaving one million for himself. Zhao Tiezhu thought to himself
Now that I have money, I would really be sorry for those dollars if I didn’t spend a little.
Thinking that he had to take a taxi to school every day, Zhao Tiezhu had the idea of buying a car.
At this time, Li Ling'er walked in, saw Zhao Tiezhu looking at cars online, and asked, "Brother Tiezhu wants to buy a car?"
"Yeah, I don't know much about cars and I don't know what car to buy."
"Buying a BMW or Mercedes-Benz or something like that will help you get rich." Li Ling'er said with a smile.
"How am I a nouveau riche? I am only a well-off person."
"Then buy a QQ. As the saying goes, live in the best house and drive the meanest car."
"QQ? Hmm, I think it's okay, so let's buy a QQ."
"Brother Tiezhu, you are really rich... Why don't you take care of Ling'er." Li Ling'er said, blinking his eyes.
"I think so, but I'm afraid your dad won't agree." Zhao Tiezhu lay down on the bed and said with a smile.
"Brother Tiezhu, after you buy this car, you have to send Ling'er to school."
"no problem."
Military training went on day by day, Li Ling'er's snow-white skin slowly turned into a wheat color, and his physical fitness became better and better unknowingly.
This morning, after Niu Meng gathered the team, he said: "Today we will go to the shooting range of my army to practice shooting." As soon as he finished speaking, bursts of cheers came from below. After all, in China, firearms are strictly controlled.
Yes, ordinary people have no chance to come into contact with firearms in their lives. Naturally, they are extremely excited to have the opportunity to shoot guns this time.
"Not only us, but all the freshmen will go to the shooting range for training today. There will be a shooting competition after the training. I hope you won't embarrass me then."
"Yes." All the new students responded.
Gun, how long have you not touched it? It seems that since leaving the battlefield in Africa, I have not touched a gun, but I don’t know if the original feeling is still there. Zhao Tiezhu pondered.
Niu Meng took the freshmen on a bus and drove to the shooting range.
Everyone in the car was extremely excited and made a lot of noise all the way to the shooting range.
Everyone got out of the car, Niu Meng took the team to a shooting area, picked up a gun from the side and said: "This is our country's self-produced 81 rifle, with a total length of 950mm, a barrel length of 44mm, and a warhead muzzle velocity of 720 meters/second.
The bullet used is 7.62mm. This is the gun you will use for target practice. Now I will demonstrate how to target."
Zhao Tiezhu looked around boredly. There were bursts of gunshots in other shooting areas, which made Zhao Tiezhu's heart heat up.
"Okay, now press the number and practice in groups of ten." After demonstrating the movements and explaining the essentials, Niu Meng motioned for everyone to practice on their own.
Bang bang bang, gunfire rang out, but the results were not very good, which made Niu Meng shake his head in disappointment.
It was Zhao Tiezhu's turn. Zhao Tiezhu lay on the ground, put the gun butt on his shoulder, and stared at the target in the distance. Niu Meng looked at Zhao Tiezhu seriously. Zhao Tiezhu's posture was the most standard shooting posture.
For a moment, God seemed to be focused on the target in the distance. Bang. A gunshot was heard. A 9.5 appeared on the electronic display next to it.
Ring 9.5. Niu Meng was shocked. This result was already very good, even better than many soldiers. What is the background of this man? Niu Meng thought for a while.
Zhao Tiezhu sighed, and indeed he had regressed. In the past, Zhao Tiezhu had never been outside the 9.8 ring, but he had not fired a gun for a long time, so his feel and accuracy had declined slightly.
"Niu Meng, how is your team's training going?" A man who was also an instructor came from the team next to him and asked.
"Fortunately, there are a few outstanding ones, how about you?" Niu Meng asked.
"There is a monster in our team. The first shot was 9.7, and the next three shots were all above 9.8. Are you awesome?" the instructor said with a proud look.
"It's really awesome, which one is it?" Niu Meng asked.
The instructor pointed at a young man with an indifferent face and said, "That's it. That person's name is Liu Xing. I guess that person will be the champion in this target shooting competition."
Niu Meng shook his head slightly, "That's not necessarily true." Then he glanced at Zhao Tiezhu. The instructor shook his head in disbelief and returned to the team he led.
"Bang." There was another gunshot, and Zhao Tiezhu fired the second shot.
9.8 ring! Niu Meng looked at the electronic display in surprise, it was indeed 9.8 ring!
"Have you ever shot a gun before?" Niu Meng said to Zhao Tiezhu.
"Fortunately. I bumped into him when I was abroad." Zhao Tiezhu stood up and said.
"That's it." Niu Meng nodded. Zhao Tiezhu turned back to the team and stopped talking. The students around him looked at Zhao Tiezhu in surprise. After all, up to now, Zhao Tiezhu is the only one who can score more than 9 rings.
, some girls' eyes also showed a hint of fire. Zhao Tiezhu crossed his arms around his chest with a stern expression.
Li Ling'er secretly said with disdain: "Tsk, he's starting to act cool again."