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15, the conductor’s phone number

 Four golden flowers chatted about Yang Zhengyu.

Li Yan crossed her arms and talked eloquently: "If it were me, I wouldn't sell it back to the jade factory. Do you know how much this thing is worth on the market? It's worth at least 10 million."

The three girls all took a deep breath.

Indeed, this is a special piece of literature.

In other words, from this moment on, Yang Zhenyu has completed a class jump.

He is no longer an ordinary college student with nothing.

They are about to graduate and face the chaos of real life.

The monthly salary is only four to five thousand yuan.

You may never earn 10 million in your lifetime.

Wu Siying smiled and said, "I didn't see it. Brother Yu turns out to be a potential stock."

After all, the little loli is pure-hearted.

After she finished speaking, there was a silence in the dormitory.

The three girls are all playing with their phones with their heads down.

They coincidentally sent messages to Yang Zhenyu.

At a hotel near the school, Yang Zhengyu’s cell phone rang with a message alert.

He woke up from a deep sleep.

WeChat has more than 500 messages.

Obviously, Zou Xiaolong and Li Xuehua, these two loudspeakers, once they returned to the dormitory and spread the word, all the brothers and sisters knew about it.

In the roommate group, there are more than 200 chat records.

His roommates kept urging him to send red envelopes.

In the dormitory group, there are all irrelevant topics. From the beginning, we talked about beautiful women in cars and cars.

In the end, it’s almost time to break out of the solar system and head straight to the Milky Way.

The four golden flowers in the class all sent him messages.

Class beauty Wang Yuanqiu said: "Brother Yu, you are really on the hot search."

Fan Binbin avoided suspicion, "Brother Yu saw you at noon and didn't know you picked up a national treasure to play with. If I had known earlier, I would have talked to you."

Monitor Li Yan said: "Brother Zhengyu, I really didn't see it. Don't forget, you still owe me a meal."

Little loli Wu Siying said: "Brother Yu, brother Yu, take me to pick up the leaks together. I joined your live broadcast room and am now your loyal fan."

Yang Zhengyu did not reply to these messages.

On the hot search topic, the jade factory is looking for him.

And the price has been set, and I am willing to repurchase it for 1 million.

There are many people commenting under the hot search topic.

"I won't buy it back. It's only 1 million. How much is this bead worth?"

"It would be great if I picked up the luminous pearl."

"In two days there will be one more luminous pearl on the black market."

"Some people will spare tens of millions, don't just ask for one million."

"If I picked up the Night Pearl and gave it to me 500,000, I would be satisfied."

Open the live broadcast room.

At this time, the growth of fans in the live broadcast room has temporarily stopped, and the number has stayed at 130,000.

Just one afternoon.

For ordinary people, this result can already be complacent.

But this is not Yang Zhengyu’s goal.

He has a treasure appraisal system and can do more and bigger things.

Xijing Business School.

A new teaching building rises from the ground.

In an office with bright and clean windows.

Ye Xiaojun, Yang Zhengyu’s instructor, is sitting on a chair playing with his mobile phone.

Recently, students are approaching graduation.

His workload is also much less.

What I do most is keep in touch with past students.

See if past students have employment resources.

It has been difficult to find employment in the past one or two years.

The jobs that fresh graduates find are often not good.

This cost the school a lot of effort.

Ye Xiaojun took his mobile phone to chat with Mr. Hu, a graduate from a few years ago who is now the manager of an investment company.

We are talking about arranging student internships.

Suddenly, Mr. Hu sent a chat record.

"Found it!"

"Brother Yu is from the Department of Business Administration and is now a junior."

Ye Xiaojun’s father-in-law, the monk, was confused.

He sent a question mark emoji.

The other side is typing.

Then I sent him a live video.

In the video, Yang Zhengyu introduced Ye Mingzhu to the live broadcast room with a smile.

Ye Xiaojun asked: "What do you mean?"

Another link was sent from the other side.

"The pearl at night suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room, and the Xijing Jade Factory is urgently looking for someone."

Ye Xiaojun was drinking water from a glass tea vat, but when he saw this title, he almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

"I'll go! No way!"

He blurted out.

Ye Xiaojun typed and sent three messages in a row.

"This person is my student."

"Impossible! He usually picks things up if I don't see him."

"This is so lucky."

Mr. Hu immediately called him.

"Teacher, please help me ask if his beads can be sold. I can offer 3 million!"

"If it works, we'll go out for dinner tonight."

Ye Xiaojun was stunned. He held the phone and said tremblingly: "Okay, Mr. Hu, let me ask, let me ask."

After hanging up the phone, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It's not summer yet, so why are you sweating all over?

Ye Xiaojun turned on his mobile phone and searched for information about Shikou Night Pearl.

Those beads are worth tens of millions.

This Yang Zhengyu is too awesome.

Ye Xiaojun quickly called Yang Zhengyu.

Yang Zhengyu was sitting cross-legged on the wall of the hotel when his cell phone rang.

It was a call from counselor Ye Xiaojun.

"Hello?" Yang Zhengyu asked strangely.

There are no classes at the school now, and everyone will disperse after taking graduation photos.

The school has a carefree attitude towards students.

The counselor will not come to you if nothing happens.

"That?" Ye Xiaojun asked in a tentative tone: "Are you not in the dormitory?"

Yang Zhengyu opened the hotel curtains a crack, and fresh light entered the room.

He said: "I haven't been back for the past few days."

"I heard you missed it?" Ye Xiaojun's tone rose.

Yang Zhengyu is not the student Ye Xiaojun focuses on.

I always stay alone when I go to school.

I haven’t joined the student union either.

Unlike those active students who always move closer to the teachers.

Who would have thought that he could do such a big thing.

"I said, so that's what happened." Yang Zhengyu sat on the sofa next to him, with his body stretched out.

"Yes!" Ye Xiaojun's tone was urgent, "The school also knows about this."

"Oh?" Yang Zhengyu had an intriguing expression on his face, "Go on."

Ye Xiaojun said: "This should be worth a lot of money if sold."

Yang Zhengyu said: "I don't know the market price yet, and I plan to wait."

Ye Xiaojun said with relief: "Are you free tonight? I have a friend who is very interested in night pearls. Let's have a dinner tonight and bring your night pearls to see."

"Let me tell you, my friend is very rich and the price is easy to negotiate."

Only here did he reveal his true purpose.

Yang Zhengyu smiled.

As expected, the aroma of the wine was so good that he was not afraid of the depth of the alley, so he picked up all the leaks on his head.

Yang Zhengyu said: "I have a live broadcast tonight and I don't have time to go out."

"Live broadcast?" Ye Xiaojun had a hard time imagining it. He said, "What's the point of that thing?"

Yang Zhengyu smiled and said, "If you want to know more about my writing, let's meet in the live broadcast room tonight."

"Three million, that friend of mine can offer three million." Ye Xiaojun said, "Zhengyu, I'm doing this for your own good. Think about how long you have to work to earn three million."

Yang Zhengyu laughed loudly and said: "I have become a teacher, so I have to give up beforehand. See you in the live broadcast room."


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