An hour later, a look of joy appeared on Ding Jian's face.

"Can I really do it?"

"Brother Jian, you have to think in a good direction in everything, if you keep doubting yourself, tomorrow's exam may affect your performance."

"I see, thank you Momo, your study plan is really great."

The two asked each other questions, and Ding Jian was surprised to find that at the end of the season, his memory was outstanding, almost to the point of unforgettable.

She studied finance, and before she resigned, she recorded a show with her, and she showed excellent memory skills in class, and she really didn't think of her as a genius and a scholar at that time.

Someone around them overheard their conversation and asked about their study plan.

"This is the business card of Mr. Liu of Jingwei Education, if any of you want to make a plan for your own learning, you can find him."

At the end of the season, she deliberately said that Jingwei Education had invested money, and she was half a boss, as long as someone was willing to consult, she had to recommend it to Liu Jingwei, and then she would formulate a personalized learning plan.

The matter was kept secret, and the few people who were close to her consciously locked their mouths.

The mobile phone beeped, and it was the number of the capital.

"Hello? Who is it? ”

"I'm Song Bijun." The other party said arrogantly.

"Something?" She frowned.

"Of course there is, where are you now?"

"Mrs. Song, if you have something, just talk about it, don't beat around the bush, okay?"

"At the end of the season, are you polite? Who are you yelling at? ”

"Mrs. Song, I obviously have a good tone, if you're okay, I'll hang up."

"Wait!"

Song Bijun asked coldly, "I heard that you are going to visit Mr. Liang's house in a few days?" ”

"How do you know?" The end of the season was surprised.

"You don't care about this, I warn you, you are not allowed to go, do you hear?"

Laughed angrily, the end of the season asked, "Why can't I go?" ”

"I said I can't go, but I can't go, where did I come from?"

"I'm sorry Mrs. Song, I'm not your appendage, you can't control me."

hung up the phone with a "snap", and Song Bijun's nose was crooked.

Damn stinky girl, she has the same virtue as before, hehe! Talking softly to outsiders, cold as ice with herself, the official was blind, praising her for being a promising young man?

In a fit of rage, Song Bijun made another call.

"Hey, I'm going to break the news."

Someone who was wandering at the door of the study room asked curiously, "Mrs. Song, whose information do you want to report?" ”

"End of Season!"

"Your own daughter?"

"Yes, that's her."

The reporter who infiltrated Mrs. Ji's house to interview her was a paparazzi bought by Song Bijun, and now he was a little hesitant to offend Ji Mo.

Through the observation of the past two days, he felt that there was a mysterious power in the end of the season, similar to the possession of a koi fish, and those who were close to her had good luck.

As a "paparazzi", it is easy to get the news you want.

He followed Sun Zhen and Liu Mei, and finally figured out what stocks he bought for them at the end of the quarter.

When he got the stock code, he immediately asked a friend to help check it, and it didn't matter, it almost scared him out of a heart attack.

Liang Yingdi's younger brother is a business wizard, Liang Shi has done his business internationally, and after the stock was successfully listed, he was simply riding a rocket and soaring into the sky.

Outsiders thought that the Ji family was bankrupt, and the end of the season became a down-and-out daughter, only he was keenly aware that it was very likely that the end of the season was holding the wealth code in his hand.

It's a pity that he doesn't have much money in his hands, and like those two poor college teachers, he has become a retail investor in the stock market.

However, the total score is not better than meat soup, and he encouraged his relatives and friends to scrape together a million to buy stocks.

Damn! You must succeed, you must not be in vain, and now let him be at the end of the black season, it feels like digging a hole for himself.