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Chapter 33 Poverty Limits Imagination

Su Ho really wanted to say, I don't know this person!

"When I opened the door just now, I didn't see you using the key?"

Su Ho's eyes had already seen through everything.

Su Xiaomu laughed, "Ah, here is a start/stop button, let me press it and give it a try.

By the way, if it crashes, you don’t need me to pay for it. It’s unthinkable to even drive a luxury car like this, let alone buy it!”

Su Ho crossed his arms and looked at Su Xiaomu fiercely, "If I crash, I will sell you for money. Anyway, you are so handsome..."

As he spoke, he coughed twice and looked out the window...

During the National Day Golden Week, in a big city like Yangcheng, there are many people and many cars. Judging from the time it took to get a driver's license, Su Xiaomu can barely be considered an experienced driver.

Finally, we made it safely all the way to the downstairs of the office building.

"Sister Qian will be here soon, please speak more seriously. If you can be attracted by Sister Qian, it will be much easier for you to do something in the future."

Before getting off the car, Su Ho warned.

Su Xiaomu was stunned for a moment, "Are you planning to introduce me...?"

"I don't sell my body as an artist!"

Finally, Su Xiaomu emphasized.

Su Ho almost pounced on the co-pilot and bit this handsome guy to death, who was so horny every time he got the chance.

He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "You're out of your mind!"

Su Xiaomu was puzzled, "Then...what do you mean?"

"Sister Qian, you are not at the same level as those rich women who claim to save you decades of hard work. The reason why she invested in Heqian was for some other reasons, otherwise she would not look down on these small-timers at all.

Noisy."

Finally, Su Ho looked Su Xiaomu up and down.

"Don't tell me, you are not bad looking, maybe a rich woman will take care of you!"

Su Xiaomu blinked, still not quite understanding.

At the age of 20, he was only a sophomore in college. His limited experience and poverty limited his rich imagination.

But it doesn't stop Su Xiaomu from listening to Su Ho.

"You are older, I listen to you!"

Su Ho took a deep breath and said, "Yes, yes, you are young and everything you say is right."

With a bang, the car door was closed from the outside.

Su Xiaomu scratched his hair, why did he always feel that there was something wrong with Su Ho's words?

I remember, there seemed to be an emoticon package.

How little do you think, everything you say is right????

Ouch!!

Don't be good, children are not allowed to think about these dirty emoticons.

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On the 9th floor, in a small conference room in Heqian.

When Su Xiaomu followed Su Ho, there were already some people waiting.

Su Xiaomu has seen these people more or less, they are senior executives of He Qian, but he can hardly be named.

On the contrary, every executive at Heqian knew Su Xiaomu.

Someone greeted Su Xiaomu as soon as he entered the door.

Some are called Mr. Su, and some are called Classmate Su.

Who gives a handsome guy the privilege to be the center of attention wherever he goes?

At ten thirty, Qian Ruiya arrived.

All the senior executives in the conference room stood up and greeted in unison, "Money is always good."

Su Xiaomu was so confused by the atmosphere that he didn't know where to put his hands.

Some particularly inappropriate thoughts pop up in my mind. Why does this sound like a big deal?

Qian Ruiya took the reserved seat without hesitation.

"Everyone, please sit down. Let's talk briefly so that we don't waste your time."

Su Ho nodded and directly reported the transcript without making a long speech.

"As of 10 o'clock, the number of new business users in the American partition has exceeded 1,000..."

Su Ho talked about some data, and Su Xiaomu, who was lucky enough to listen in, felt his brain hurt. For ten minutes, he only had one thought:

Who am I, where am I, what do I do?

Finally, Su Ho concluded.

"To sum up, the development status of new business is 35 percentage points higher than expected, and the results are gratifying."

Qian Ruiya took the lead in applauding.

"Good, let's continue."

After Qian Ruiya finished speaking, everyone except Su Ho stood up and left the conference room.

Su Xiaomu on the side was completely confused.

"Xiaomu-san, don't leave in a hurry."

Just as Su Xiaomu stood up and was about to leave, Qian Ruiya from the other side spoke.

"You didn't understand the summary just now? But it doesn't matter. You just need to know that your algorithm has brought benefits to Heqian that are far beyond imagination."

Su Xiaomu kept Su He's advice in mind and said seriously, "Thank you for your praise. I just did some trivial things."

Qian Ruiya's face smiled more.

"Are you free this afternoon? Let's have a cup of tea together."

Su Xiaomu hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "As long as you don't disturb Mr. Qian, I'm free."

Qian Ruiya smiled.

"Just call me Sister Qian from now on."

After speaking, he looked at Su Ho and said, "Xiao He, please ask someone to send Xiao Mu over this afternoon."

Su Ho nodded...

Downstairs in the office building, Su Xiaomu and Su He watched Qian Ruiya leave in a Maybach 62S, which can be considered an antique car these days.

The Maybach costing more than 13 million yuan is not particularly unacceptable in Yangcheng.

It's a bit eye-catching when paired with the license plate.

Guangdong A·12345.

Su Ho suddenly said, "Those who can still drive cars like the Maybach 62S without any worries are wealthy people. One maintenance is worth five maintenance on a Mercedes-Maybach S600 Pullman Bulletproof."

Su Xiaomu knew that the presidents of neighboring countries liked to ride in this car that Su Ho was talking about, and the domestic top-end model started at 16 million.

It is poverty that limits Su Xiaomu's imagination of the life of rich people.

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At a little before three o'clock in the afternoon, Su Xiaomu was sent to Yuexiu by He Qian's driver.

It is not an antique tea pavilion with few people, but a more fashionable open tea house.

According to what Su Ho said, Su Xiaomu quickly found Qian Ruiya sitting on the railing on the second floor.

Su Xiaomu took the initiative to say hello, "Sister Qian."

Qian Ruiya made a gesture, "Xiaomu is here, sit down."

The waiter on the side carefully heated Su Xiaomu's cup and poured tea.

Qian Ruiya smiled lightly.

"Isn't it a bit inconsistent with the latest trends of you young people to sit and drink tea with an older person like me?"

Su Xiaomu waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no, I drink tea to keep in good health. I'm just busy with school and can't take care of it."

Qian Ruiya didn't say anything incomprehensible, nor did she talk about things in the shopping mall, nor would she continue talking about data mining that she had already mentioned several times.

I just chatted with Su Xiaomu about home affairs.

Qian Ruiya has always managed the atmosphere of chatting well, from the small family members to the large ones studying.

To be honest, from the first glance, I knew that this kind of boss was someone he couldn't afford to mess with. This was also Su Xiaomu's first contact with him.

When the tea mist is lingering, it's like suddenly entering another bizarre world, which is unreal and unreal.

Qian Ruiya left for a short while.

Su Xiaomu leaned on the railing and looked around. When his eyes swept across the stairs, he suddenly paused.

The corners of his mouth curled up at first, then turned up, and he reached the stairs at the right time.

"Oh, Mr. Xu, hello, hello, I am that ignorant Su Xiaomu who met you in Heqian. Mr. Xu, you..."

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