City Exchange Life Club

At 9:30 in the morning, Binhai University.

The third class of the Finance Department of the junior year is in class.

Some people in the classroom are listening carefully to the class, some are sleeping, and some are playing with their mobile phones.

In addition to the sound of the old professor's lectures, the overall teaching environment is relatively quiet.

"Fuck! Old Zhao is so generous!"

Suddenly, Chen Mao, who was playing with his mobile phone, exclaimed and stood up, startling everyone.

Everyone looked at him.

The old professor's face darkened.

But Chen Mao didn't notice this, because he was too excited at this time, grabbed Zhao Yan's shoulder and said excitedly: "Donating 30 million quietly, it's too generous to ride a horse, I unilaterally announce , you are my half-brother!"

boom!

The classroom exploded in an instant.

"What's the situation, what 30 million."

"Who did Zhao Yan donate 30 million to?"

"To Chen Mao? Is he so excited?"

Not to mention the students in the classroom, even Chen Han himself was confused and didn't understand the situation.

Chen Mao looked around for a week, pointed to the news on his mobile phone, and said proudly: "You don't know yet, Zhao Yan, just Lao Zhao, at a charity dinner last night, he asked Chen Han, chairman of Hanjiang Group, to help him help the poor. The mountain donated 30 million, a full 30 million, and he didn't even mention it today! What is low-key and connotative, it's all about riding a horse!"

Everyone took a deep breath.

After all, the amount of personal donation of 30 million can already be called a huge amount, and it is very rare.

"Fuck! Zhao Yan is awesome! He did such a big thing without publicizing it."

"That's it, but don't ask about your future when you do good deeds. People don't go for the limelight."

"Lao Zhao is my idol..."

The order in the classroom has completely disappeared, and even the old professor looked at Zhao Yan with admiration.

The corners of Chen Han's mouth twitched, with an embarrassed and polite smile on his face, but his heart was bleeding.

Thirty million, thirty million!

His biggest donation was only 7 million, and Zhao Yan gave him 30 million all at once.

Zhao Yan, Lao Tzu Grass Mud Horse ᵟ(⁍̥̥̥᷄д⁍̥̥̥᷅)!

You are really generous in riding a horse, using Lao Tzu's money to fulfill your reputation, Baka Ya Lu!

He was so angry that he spoke out.

"Zhao Yan, why don't you tell everyone a few words." The old professor said with a smile.

Chen Han said with tears: "This is actually nothing to say, it's all my bad luck... No, it's all I should do, it's just a little thing that I can do, and it's not worth publicizing."

"Classmates, have you seen it, what a noble character and a kind heart of student Zhao Yan, everyone applauds." The old professor was full of admiration.

"Clap clap clap..."

There was thunderous applause in the classroom.

The more they praised, the more uncomfortable Chen Han felt and wanted to cry, because it was not him who praised him, so he greeted all the eighteen generations of Zhao Yan's ancestors in his heart.

After joining the club for so many years, he has never encountered such a **** who is constantly rude.

Soon Zhao Yan donated 30 million yuan to the poverty-stricken mountainous area and spread throughout Binhai University.

After Chen Yurou heard about it, she was even more moved. Zhao Yan was really kind, much more generous than her brother.

His brother had only donated seven million at most, and it was only after she had been hard at work for a long time that she increased the donation.

At noon, she deliberately sat with Zhao Yan in the cafeteria, praised him for donating 30 million yuan, and at the same time rudely complained about her miser brother.

When Chen Han heard this, he wanted to smash the dinner plate, and once again greeted Zhao Yan's family cordially in his heart.

 …

"Ache! Ache! Ache!"

Zhao Yan suddenly sneezed several times, took the tissue from Xu Xue and wiped his nose.

"Did I lift the quilt last night and froze you?" Xu Xue asked embarrassedly.

Zhao Yan shook his head and said, "No, I guess another beautiful woman is thinking of me."

"Chen Dong, it's not good to say this in front of me." Xu Xue sat coquettishly into his arms.

Zhao Yan pushed her away: "It's been a joke all day long, can you get some positive energy?"

Putting up your pants and talking is tough.

Xu Xue curled her lips aggrievedly. It's really a man who has turned into an eel. You didn't say that last night.

"Jingle Bell…"

The internal phone on the desk rang.

Xu Xue quickly walked over to connect, and said to Zhao Yan after a while: "Chen Dong, Zhou Ping is here."

"Let him come up, make two cups of tea, and then go out first." Zhao Yan waved his hand.

"Good Director Chen."

Xu Xue went out to make two cups of tea, and about two minutes later, a young man walked in.

The young man was about twenty-seven or eighty-eight, wearing an angry orange suit, looking at the sloppy boy.

It was He Ming's brother-in-law, Zhou Ping.

"Chen Dong, we don't communicate, so I don't know what to do with me." Zhou Ping said with a smile.

Zhao Yan motioned him to sit down: "We don't communicate, but my brother-in-law and I have it. You held the Changhong shares for He Ming, right? He leaked Hanjiang's reserve price to Binhai International."

"Director Zhao, I don't understand what you said, my brother-in-law never told me this." Zhou Ping shrugged, as if he didn't admit anything.

Zhao Yan raised Erlang's legs: "He really trusts you enough to let you hold so many shares on your behalf, but holding on your behalf is holding on your behalf. Have you ever thought about who the shares will belong to when he is gone?"

"No one will belong to me, and my sister and my nephew, don't try to provoke our relationship." Zhou Ping smiled dismissively.

Zhao Yan leaned forward, smiling but not smiling, and his tone was full of bewitching: "As long as your brother-in-law He Ming is gone, can't you figure out your sister?"

"Why did you help me." Zhou Ping also realized that it was very easy to send He Ming in now.

As an executive of Hanjiang, He Ming leaked business secrets and caused heavy losses to Hanjiang. He should be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than seven years.

Without He Ming, it would be too easy for him to deal with the elder sister who believed in him.

Zhao Yan shrugged: "I'm not helping you, I'm taking a breath for myself. As long as you cooperate, He Ming will be doomed. As for your sister, you can live well with the dividends of Hanjiang Group. Eighty shares, he is no longer a puppet, he is the true master of Changhong, and he is a successful entrepreneur, won't you be tempted?"

Everyone has greed in their hearts, and he doesn't believe that Zhou Ping is in charge of such a large share.

"Why should I believe you?" Zhou Ping asked, and being able to ask this shows that he is already tempted.

Zhao Yan asked, "Do I have to lie to you? What good is lying to me? Anyway, whether you want to give it a shot, kill He Ming as a wolf, or treat him as a dog for the rest of your life, it's up to you."

After he finished speaking, he was not in a hurry, he tasted the tea slowly, and gave the other party time to think about it.

"Okay! I promise you." Zhou Ping's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he finally became firm when he gritted his teeth.

He has also experienced a lot over the years, and he knows that this may be the biggest opportunity in his life.

If you don't catch it, you will never have it again.

Zhao Yan laughed, picked up the teacup, stood up and said, "A wise choice, use tea instead of wine, I wish us a happy cooperation, future ... Jay Chou."

"Happy cooperation." Hearing the chairman of Tangtang Hanjiang Group, the business myth called him Jay Chou.

At this moment, Zhou Ping felt very cool.

This kind of vanity strengthened the determination to send He Ming in and then steal Changhong Trade.

He wants to be a brilliant Jay Chou!

Instead of being He Ming's sidekick, he can only spend his days outside with his alms.

Zhou Ping complained a little bit about He Ming, but he never thought that if it wasn't for He Ming's charity, he would still be forced to work hard, not to mention spending a fortune.

This is human nature, sinister human nature, desires are always difficult to fill, and he is more and more greedy.

But this happened to be used by Zhao Yan.

Tomorrow, the signing ceremony of Changhong Trading and Binhai International will give He Ming a big surprise.

Hope he likes it and is moved.

After all, Zhao Yan has a heart for this.

He never cared so much for women.

Because he likes to use kidneys for women.

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