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Chapter 37 A Small Promise of 20 Million

The white clouds hang low and the sky is as blue as water.

It was only when the bright sunshine shrouded me that the after-effects of a hangover became apparent. I felt dizzy and quickly got into the car.

Su Yehao still doesn't know yet, but he has been targeted by many parties.

He thought his life was ordinary and low-key.

However, in fact, Huang Zewen went home last night to discuss with his parents and was planning to find out more information from Su Yehao.

The ambitious wealthy businessman Huang Jinfei has even begun to prepare a blow to the Su family, trying to mix the water, bite a piece of fat back like a jackal, and step on the Su family's competitor.

Zhao Yimeng, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family, was gnashing her teeth and thinking about asking Su Yehao to clarify the farce and try to make things clear.

The elegant and arrogant Miss Vera unexpectedly thought of Su Yehao in her dream last night.

She dreamed that Su Yehao was holding a guitar and singing love songs, just like a big star that attracted much attention, shining brightly and being handsome.

The dream was so clear that after getting up in the morning, Miss Vera pondered for a long time, and finally asked the housekeeper to help get the uniforms of Donghuang Rose Middle School... She regained her confidence and planned to go back to school to continue studying.

When she thought that she would probably meet Su Yehao again, for some reason, Miss Vera even had a little expectation, and her mood suddenly brightened...

The headquarters of the "Casino Financial News" received a lot of calls today, more than 20 of them, all asking whether the eldest lady of the Donghuang Group is really pursuing the son of a cosmopolitan family. The focus of concern is whether the news

true.

Among these people, there are securities dealers, stock investors, managers of fund companies, and even Zhao Yimeng's suitors.

The caller was also a young man. His family was very powerful in Hong Kong City and he had a special status.

When I found out that the news was just spread among classmates, I even scolded the editor-in-chief of the "Las Vegas Financial News", without giving any face.

However, the editor-in-chief, who had suffered an unexpected disaster, was still very happy. Rather than causing conflicts, he was obviously more worried that no one would pay attention to his newspaper. The total sales volume per day was only 40,000 to 50,000 copies. It was rare to be so busy, and he could barely catch an exclusive news.

the other side.

An entertainment reporter named Song Che came to Suhe Bar again and began to get close to the security guard who had just started working.

Song Che actually had no formal job. He was affiliated with a TV station and was a non-staff member. He occasionally worked as a paparazzi to take photos of celebrities and wealthy businessmen, and he could also sell some money through channels to barely support his family.

It took some time, passing cigarettes and stuffing money.

After almost losing his temper, he finally negotiated a price of 500 yuan and asked the security guard to allow him to go to the monitoring room and copy the scene where the guests sang on stage last night.

Afterwards, Song Che discovered that he was cheating. There was surveillance footage but no sound, and people couldn't see clearly.

I don’t know how much such a picture can be sold for, maybe I will lose money, the expression on my face makes me feel distressed.

At the door of the bun shop on the old street, Ge Banxian continued to eat vegetable buns.

The reason why he ate steamed buns again was not because he liked them so much, but just because they were cheap.

While feeling aggrieved for himself, he inadvertently thought of the young master who gave him a hundred yuan yesterday.

He looked through his pocket to find the number and was wondering whether to call or not. He always felt that something was not right.

Mainly because he didn't think that a rich young man who could spend four thousand yuan on incense would be interested in a low-level fortune teller like him.

But there is really no other way out.

I finally made up my mind to give Su Yehao a try.

As long as he doesn't engage in sexual acts, doesn't sell his organs, and doesn't commit serious crimes, it will be fine for Ge Banxian. After all, the neighbors in the village now think that he is very prosperous outside, and they really have no shame in going back in despair.

But I can no longer stay in the casino. I have already owed rent for more than a month, and I am almost living on the street...

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Rolls-Royce driving in traffic.

Jiang Yu and Su Yehao were sitting in the back seat, and Mr. Su was also in the passenger seat. He happened to be on his way to the golf club on Taipa Island to meet with guests to discuss business.

At this moment.

Father Su turned his head and said to Jiang Yu with a smile:

"In the past few days, you have been living peacefully in our house. You happened to be tutoring Xiao Hao with his homework. You also helped me keep an eye on him at school. If you need anything, call me. Uncle, I will protect you! This little brat doesn't dare to act wild!"

Su Sihai is a bitch, and he speaks in a snarky manner. He has been dealing with a bunch of construction workers all year round, so he really can't be too gentle.

Thinking of something, Su Yehao changed the topic and asked: "Let's talk seriously, if I get into college on my own, how much benefit can you give me?"

"Um?"

"I have some vague entrepreneurial ideas recently, but I really lack funds. How about you give me some money and let me practice my skills? Maybe there will be a surprise, and I will be a business genius."

"..."

After hearing these words, Father Su fell silent.

Inexplicably, I recalled my friend’s classic statement a few days ago: “It is better to start a business than to lose money.”

You don't have to spend a lot of money to eat and drink, but it's completely different when you start a business. It's simply a bottomless pit.

I really don’t want to take this on.

But after all, there is only such a son, and he is no longer a child, so it seems good to temper him in advance.

From Dad Su's point of view, it's nothing more than opening nightclubs, karaoke bars, etc. He thinks he knows quite a bit about what his son is capable of, but he doesn't have the ability to be like his friend's son, who returns from studying abroad to research new drugs and loses every time. Losing more than 300 million is a huge joke.

so.

Father Su told:

"I was originally going to donate 20 million to Hong Kong University and send you to study. Your mother would rather let you study in the UK. She has acquaintances there. So... if you really have the ability to get into a university by yourself, even if it's a rubbish school. I also admit it, give you 20 million Hong Kong dollars, and go out on your own."

Jiang Yu seemed expressionless, but he was actually quite depressed.

She opened her mouth and asked for 20 million Hong Kong dollars, which was beyond her usual level.

Su Yehao was overjoyed, his eyes lit up, and he said happily: "It's a deal!"

His father pinched his eyebrows and added: "Don't be too happy too early. With your achievements, I'm embarrassed to mention you outside. It's not easy to make money now, and everything you do is risky. You have to learn to make careful calculations."

Others' rewards of three to five hundred for passing the exam are pretty good, but here I can actually get twenty million Hong Kong dollars!

Su Yehao was so happy that he couldn't listen to this advice at all.

What is the starting line? What is a winner in life?

He finally had the opportunity to experience what it was like to be an "ordinary family", "have nothing", and "regret being rich".

Of course.

I haven't received the startup capital yet, and I have more than three million in my pocket, and I haven't figured out what to do for the time being.

I touched my pocket, and there was a famous watch I won last night. Since I didn’t know the model, I couldn’t figure out how much it was worth, so I guess it wouldn’t be too cheap.

I took out the watch I won and took a look at it. Vacheron Constantin's patrimony series minute repeater perpetual calendar watch numbered 30020, with a gold case.

I was thinking about going to school to ask my friends how much it was worth.

Wait until you get to school.

As soon as Su Yehao got out of the car, he found more than a dozen people running toward him with microphones and cameras. They rushed to ask a series of questions about Zhao Yimeng.

He stood dumbfounded and at a loss.

I have never experienced this...


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