Chapter 220: The Right Way to Slap Your Face

Sun Liyan listened to her daughter's ventilated report, and specially looked for this issue of JOIE, and sure enough, there was Zhang Chen's paper "Financial Systems and Systemic Risks in Southeast Asian Countries".

Sun Liyan's research direction is management, especially the rational use of human resources. But it doesn't mean that she doesn't know anything about the economy, after checking the relevant information, Sun Liyan read through the entire paper in two days.

Frankly, Sun Liyan is not interested in Zhang Chen's judgment of financial risks in Southeast Asia. However, this does not affect her appreciation of this paper, which shows that it is a very good paper in terms of structure, data collection and arrangement, data detail, and logic of the argumentation process.

But would such a paper be written by a high school student the same age as his own daughter?

You must know that in the world of economics and management, unlike other natural sciences and literature and historical research sciences, teenage prodigies often appear. Both economics and management are disciplines that require experience and experience.

Therefore, those who originally received higher education, worked for a few years after graduation, and then started for an MBA, will have better results than those who directly study for an MBA after graduating from university.

Sun Liyan was a little skeptical that this paper was plagiarized or that it was a work of catching knives, but thinking of her previous experience in Little Sheep, Sun Liyan was not sure, after all, this teenager had surprised her enough.

Sun Liyan took the time to listen to Zhang Chen's speech at Binhai University, and wanted to chat with Zhang Chen in person, but she didn't expect the department to temporarily notify her to hold a meeting in the past, so she could only miss it again.

Among the six or seven schools that Zhang Chen ran before, there was an art school. As part of the students' ideological and moral education, all the students of the art school, including the four girls in Lin Xiaoxia's dormitory, were also asked to listen to the speech.

Zhang Chen and Lin Xiaoxia were in contact, and when Lin Xiaoxia saw Zhang Chen on the stage, his eyes radiated a proud light.

Wang Fang stabbed Lin Xiaoxia next to him, "Xiaoxia, weren't you Chonghua No. 1 Middle School before?

Lin Xiaoxia nodded with a smile.

Wang Fang's eyes were worried: "I like this kind of masculine thing the most, and it's quite handsome, if you don't want it, help me introduce it?"

Although Wang Fang had seen Zhang Chen from the window before, because the distance was a bit far and the sky was dark, he could only see a general outline, so he didn't recognize that it was Zhang Chen who came to the art school to pick up Lin Xiaoxia that day.

Next to him, Lai Xiaoyu swallowed a handful of melon seeds, spit out the skin of the melon seeds all over the place, and rolled his eyes, "Handsome has a P use, there are still few handsome guys in our school? Even if it's true, it's not called manly, it's called stupid hats. ”

Lin Xiaoxia ignored Lai Xiaoyu, and Wang Fang retorted: "People are responsible, why are you so dark?"

"Cut. Lai Xiaoyu said disdainfully, "In these days, only men who can make money can be called manly." This kind of little boy, I don't want it for nothing. Yu Shao, who introduced you last time, drove a Santana, his father is the vice president of Dongxing Industry, and you still suspect that people are ugly. What kind of vision?"

Xiang Dongdong said coldly: "Pimping is also glorious, and the face is really big enough." ”

Lai Xiaoyu said angrily: "Xiang Dongdong! Who pimped!? You tell me clearly today, I won't be done with you if you can't say it clearly!"

The teacher on the side walked over and glared at a few girls fiercely, Lai Xiaoyu restrained a little, and after the teacher left, Lai Xiaoyu squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "A group of SB." ”

After Zhang Chen's speech, he exchanged a few words with several school leaders. Principal Wang Ru had seen Zhang Chen before, and under the effect of the Ferragamo silk scarf, he was quite impressed, so his attitude was also quite enthusiastic.

Zhang Chen finally got rid of this group of bureaucrats and turned his head to look for Lin Xiaoxia, but saw Lin Xiaoxia and a few girls standing on the playground arguing about something.

After running two steps and still a little far away, Zhang Chen heard Lai Xiaoyu say bitterly: "I also said that I pimped, I don't pimp as good as Lin Xiaoxia, people have much better vision than me, and they like old men who drive Mercedes-Benz." ”

Zhang Chen heard this, where could he not understand what was going on. Walked quickly to Lin Xiaoxia's side: "Xiaoxia, what's wrong?"

Before Lin Xiaoxia could speak, Lai Xiaoyu said in a strange manner: "Hey, there is also a flower messenger, tell you, you have no play, if you want to chase Lin Xiaoxia, save up the money of two Mercedes-Benz cars first." ”

Lin Xiaoxia was so angry that her pretty face turned pale, this Lai Xiaoyu is also in a dance class, since she transferred to an art school, she was fine at first, but later in a group dance rehearsal, Lai Xiaoyu was brushed down, and after she was replaced because of her training efforts, Lai Xiaoyu began to deliberately target herself, and what she said became more and more ugly.

Zhang Chen looked as usual, and took out an Ericsson EH237 and charger from his bag. "Xiao Xia, the mobile phone that your mother bought for you, knowing that I was coming to your school today, let me send it to you. ”

He just bought this mobile phone, and it was originally going to be given to Lin Xiaoxia. It is really inconvenient to have no communication tools now, which makes Zhang Chen, who is accustomed to convenient communication in later generations, very uncomfortable.

Lai Xiaoyu was stunned, she had already inquired with her classmates about Lin Xiaoxia's family background, and knew that Lin Xiaoxia was a single parent, and her living conditions were not very good, so she dared to bully Lin Xiaoxia so unscrupulously.

But listening to Zhang Chen's meaning, Lin Xiaoxia's mother bought her a mobile phone?

This is a mobile phone, big brother, the cheap one is more than eight thousand, and the last number is one or two thousand. Where did Lin Xiaoxia's family get the money?

Lin Xiaoxia took the phone over, and her expression was a little complicated.

Zhang Chen said affectionately to Lin Xiaoxia: "Xiaoxia, didn't we make an appointment to have lunch at noon? By the way, since your classmates are also here, do you want to invite them along?"

Lin Xiaoxia didn't know what Zhang Chen meant, so he nodded and didn't object.

After that, Zhang Chen turned his head to a few girls and said, "You are all Xiao Xia's classmates, right? I'm her boyfriend, we made an appointment to eat together at noon, you can go together." I'm in for a treat. ”

A few girls glanced at each other, boyfriend, why have you never heard Lin Xiaoxia mention it?

Wang Fang's fire of gossip was burning, and he was the first to respond, "Okay, okay, of course it's good to have someone treat." Xiao Xia, you're so boring, you've known each other for so long, and you haven't told us that you have such a handsome boyfriend. ”

Xiang Dongdong didn't want to go, but he couldn't resist Wang Fang's begging, so he had to agree. As for Lai Xiaoyu, on the contrary, he turned his heart sideways, but he wanted to see what the hell you were doing, boyfriend?

Several people walked out of the campus together, and Wang Fang said excitedly: "Handsome guy, where are we going?"

Zhang Chen said casually: "Sheraton." ”

A few girls were startled, "Sheraton, too far, right?"

Zhang Chen was driven to the art school by Wu Tian in the morning, Wu Tian parked the car on the road next to the art school, Zhang Chen called Wu Tian and asked Wu Tian to drive the car to the gate of the art school, "It's okay, there is a car." ”

Lai Xiaoyu said sourly: "What car?" Just as a Xia Li drove to the gate of the art school and stopped, Lai Xiaoyu "cut" contemptuously from his nostrils.

Zhang Chen smiled, didn't get on this Xiali, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz 320 that had just stopped at the school gate and made a gesture of please.

(End of chapter)