Final exam week is one of the most special presences on a college campus.

Even many students who are usually too busy to see people and never attend classes, you can see them fighting in the classroom or library.

The college entrance examination usually takes 4 or 6 subjects, and it takes three full years to prepare. The final exam of the university has to test about 10 subjects, but the revision time is only 2 weeks.

This is difficult to imagine.

Therefore, the final exam of the university itself is a huge test of physical strength, mental quality, and time planning ability.

At the end of each semester, while reviewing, students regret that they did not listen to the lectures and study well. Even, there are many people who can't concentrate when they are reviewing, swiping through the circle of friends for a while, reading Weibo for a while, being in a daze, and the time will pass in a flash.

However, even if the end of the semester is so painful, when the next semester begins, people will still forget these feelings, let alone remember that they once vowed to study harder.

Of course, this is not the case for everyone.

For Song Hewan, results are not the only goal. Good grades are just a passing thing, she knows what ability she lacks, knows what work she wants to do in the future, and what she needs to have, so diligence has been used in ordinary times.

These are all things she has planned for herself.

Therefore, exam week is nothing more than an ordinary test for her.

Her daily itinerary is the same, the time for morning exercises, the time to study, and the things that go to the store to take stock of the accounting are not left behind. Everything is in order and in order.

"He Wan, you always say that Zhao Ziyue is a great god, and I think you are a great god. Great, please accept my bow and give me the power of the god of exams!" Shu Yue held a book of management principles in both hands, raised it above his head, and made a gesture of contributing sacrifices.

"What are you doing now?" Song Hewan was amused by her appearance, and couldn't help but think of the Moon Worship Sect in the TV series she had watched before, which was what believers looked like when they worshiped the sect leader.

Shu Yue looked flattering, "Hey, hey, little Wanwan, how do you learn this subject of management?" There's so much to cover, and I need your help right now."

Song Hewan smiled and rubbed Shu Yue's little head, "This course is very easy, you just need to memorize this book."

Click.

Shu Yue's mind seemed to be a bolt from the blue. "What? What do you say? Memorize all of them?"

Song Hewan nodded solemnly.

Shu Yue wanted to cry without tears, "Heaven, earth, who will save me!" There are only a few days left, how can I memorize such a book? Do you need to review other subjects?

"Poof." Song Hewan finally couldn't help but hold back a smile, "Okay, I won't tease you. In fact, when the teacher usually goes to class, he has said what knowledge points he will test."

"What? Are you sure? Why don't I remember?" Shu Yue was skeptical.

Song Hewan lightly tapped Shu Yue's little head with her fingertips and said, "You, you're just a little confused!"

"Hehe, isn't that you?" As she spoke, Shu Yue winked at Song Hewan again, looking flattering.

Song Hewan reluctantly picked up the textbook in Shu Yue's hand and found another pencil. "Then I'll draw it for you?"

"Hmm! Draw it casually! Feel free to fold!" Shu Yue nodded vigorously, staring at Song Hewan with expectant little eyes.

Song Hewan recited to Shu Yue while drawing: "Taylor's scientific management theory, SOT analysis method...... Short-answer questions like these may be examined. Boston matrix, Porter's five forces model...... This type of possible multiple-choice question ......"

After painting for more than half an hour, Song Hewan basically gave Shu Yue this course.

"How? Isn't it okay?" Song Hewan asked.

"It's not okay, it's very good." Shu Yue was overjoyed, she was looking at the thick book, and she felt at a loss where to start. But after listening to Song Hewan's key points, she suddenly became enlightened.

"He Wan, I'm here

When I felt empowered, I did it again."

Song Hewan looked at Shu Yuele's stupid appearance of being happy, and said helplessly, "Don't be beautiful first, go and carry it." Memorize them all and make time for other subjects."

"Hmm!"

In the blink of an eye, the final exams are over.

The students began to resurrect again, and more and more people booked to come to Song Hewan's store every day to play the script and kill, which can be said to be full.

Seeing that this posture has started school, it is necessary to take a new book.

Shu Yue was ready to try. After the exam, he immediately began to write a new script, while Li Jiayang kept serving tea and pouring water next to him, and did a good job of logistics.

It's also strange to say that these two people are noisy every day, but there is no other progress. But Song Hewan was just watching from the sidelines, and she didn't plan to meddle too much in other people's emotional affairs, she firmly believed that it would be good to go with the flow.

And it's time for her to visit Jian Zhiyan's house.

On the appointed day, Song Hewan came to the Jian family's mansion again, and the luxury and sophistication here still made Song Hewan feel very amazing.

The two walked into the foyer, and Song Hewan saw that a guest was visiting Uncle Jian, so she followed behind Jian Zhiyan and didn't say much. But when Jian Zhiyan saw the person coming, he obviously knew it.

"Mr. Li is good." He naturally stepped forward to say hello, and the person known as "Mr. Li" also nodded to him.

Then, Jian Zhiyan looked at his father again and said, "Dad, He Wan is here."

Father Jian looked at Jian Zhiyan, then at Song Hewan who was standing beside him, and showed a kind smile, "Miss Song is here, please take a seat."

"Hello Uncle Jane."

Jian Zhiyan and Song Hewan sat on the sofa in the living room. After a while, the maid of the house served two more cups of hot tea and exchanged two new plates of fruit.

Li Lihua listened to the girl's names "Miss Song" and "He Wan", and connected them - Song Hewan. Where do you think you've heard of it? Why is it so familiar?

At this time, Father Jian spoke, "Mr. Li, thank you for taking care of Xiaoyan during the winter vacation before, this stinky boy didn't make trouble for you, right?"

"Where, Zhiyan is so good, and he has done a lot of work as an intern with us. It's just that you don't blame me, I've been sending him tasks and tiring him down." Li Lihua said.

"Haha, if there is something terrible and tiring about the young man, he should be given more work and let him experience more." Father Jian said with a smile.

Hearing this, Song Hewan knew in her heart. It turned out that the middle-aged man in front of him was the boss of the famous Hengchuan Investment Banking Department - Li Lihua.

She couldn't help but look at him a few more times curiously, and looked at Song Hewan's gaze, and Li Lihua also looked at her.

Only then did I see that the girl's hair in front of her was scattered randomly, but there was a different kind of beauty. A feeling that is both beautiful and bright, both lazy and casual and generous and elegant.

It was just the right amount of beauty, Rao was the one he had seen too many beauties, and he had to admit that the girl in front of him was very attractive.

Jian Zhiyan knew that Song Hewan's most yearning was the investment banking department, and now that Li Lihua was sitting here, he must be very greedy, and he said, "During the winter vacation, Hewan also interned in Hengchuan."

"Oh? Really?" Li Lihua asked.

Father Jian also looked at Song Hewan, and felt more and more that this little girl was good, she had ideas and plans, unlike the stupid boy in her own house, and he had to arrange the internship.

Song Hewan showed a bright smile before she spoke, and then said, "Yes, I am interning in the credit management department of asset management."

Li Lihua is all right now, it turns out that she is the one who Ling Yi is going to leave when he goes to HR.

"Oh, will you come to us this summer?"

"I received an internship offer from Hengchuan, but I don't know which department it is." Song Hewan said calmly.

She was a little disappointed. Since Li Lihua asked like this, it seems that she can't go to the investment banking department again.

However, she is optimistic that she is also a little lucky. Although not

There is a step closer to the investment banking department, but she is one step closer to the boss of the investment banking department.

At this time, Father Jian spoke, "It's really good to practice more while you're young, Xiao Yan, you have to learn from Xiao Song." Father Jian's name for Song Hewan has been changed to Xiao Song at this moment, and it can be seen that he likes Song Hewan very much.

"By the way, I heard Xiao Yan say that you invested in the Zhang family's real estate project, how about it? Have faith?" Father Jian asked with a pleasant face.

"Oh?" Li Lihua was also interested, "Is it the project of Yujing Aster?"

Song Hewan nodded, looked at Father Jian and said, "Yes, I should have come to talk to you in person. Rest assured, I am not only confident, but also fully confident that this project will not make the Jane family suffer."

"Haha, you little girl, your tone is very big!" Father Jane's laughter was hearty, and it could be seen that he was in a very good mood.

"Ahem, I can't help but want to hear your thoughts." Li Lihua also asked with interest.

"Let's talk about the general direction first, the country would have taken action to regulate real estate, but the global financial crisis has given the real estate industry a chance to continue to prosper for a few years."

"Huh?" Father Jian snorted, not knowing whether to agree or question.

Song continued: "Not long ago, the country issued 10 measures to expand domestic demand and increase investment by 100 billion yuan. Looking at the domestic situation, a large part of these funds will eventually go to real estate. Therefore, there are still a few more opportunities for real estate, and house prices will continue to rise, but ......."

"But what?" Li Lihua asked.

Song Hewan thought for a while and then said, "However, I only dare to guarantee that the Zhang family's project can catch up with the last wave of the market, and I dare not guarantee that it will be after that."

"Besides, the situation in Ninghai City, the project of the Zhangjia land, there will be great news in the future. However, it will be kept secret for the time being, and everyone will find out later."

"Haha, interesting." Father Jian laughed again, this little girl is really interesting and thoughtful, he hasn't chatted with a junior so happily for a long time. "Why keep it a secret?"

Song Hewan said playfully: "Since it is good news, naturally we can't say it now, otherwise it won't work. You will wait a few more months, and you will see."

Li Lihua was thoughtful, and he asked, "Then you are not optimistic about the future of the real estate industry?"

Song Hewan thought for a while, and said with a serious face: "Yes, it is foreseeable that real estate will not prosper for a few years. Before the recession, there may be a final wave of revelry, and even house prices will rise to an incredible position. But since then, due to the blinding of the early interests, real estate developers have frantically taken land to build buildings, and a large number of inventories have appeared, and there is an oversupply. After that, the government will implement regulatory policies, and the real estate industry can be imagined."