This walked into Tudao Holdings, Wang Zaiwu was shocked, not to mention the decoration, just the people inside, all suits and leather shoes, everyone's face was full of busy, proper corporate large company.

Looking at the busy people inside, Wang Zaiwu seemed to be in the international metropolis of Shencheng.

Wang Zaiwu thought that Mr. Big was a small fight in Bingcheng, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

Now he looks like a hillbilly and looks out of place.

Immediately, under the enthusiastic face of the front desk and personally led, Wang Zaiwu stumbled and slipped the bag of fruit, and took the elevator to the office where He Hetu was on the tenth floor.

Originally, when Wang Zaiwu explained his intention to the front desk, the front desk was still a little dog-eyed and low-minded.

"You can't see the chairman without an appointment."

There was no way, Wang Zaiwu could only call Mr. He Hetu in person to explain the situation.

As soon as Wang Zaiwu and He Hetu finished talking on the phone, the front desk received instructions, and then changed to the current face, and took Wang Zaiwu to the tenth floor by himself.

"It's you!"

Just at the front desk, Wang Zaiwu came to the door of He Hetu's office, and the young man who was sitting at the desk on one side and playing with his mobile phone stood up suddenly.

It was the unpleasant youth who was at the safety exit and had trouble with Wang Zaiwu.

"Hmm...!! Scold... It turned out to be my own person."

Wang Zaiwu was stunned for a moment when he saw the young man, and then bared his teeth and said.

It's quite a bit of a smile!

"Who is your own person with you?"

It's a pity that the young man didn't buy Wang Zaiwu's account, so he didn't give a face-to-face reply.

At this time, the front desk communicated a few words with the lean woman on the other side of the door, who was obviously He Hetu's secretary or assistant, and then retreated.

"How, acquaintance?"

The refined woman looked at the young man and asked curiously.

"I don't know! Just now he stepped on Miss in the hallway and made a rude remark to Miss Miss."

The young man opened his mouth to explain.

Directly apply eye medicine to Wang Zaiwu.

"Hehe... It was just a misunderstanding."

Wang Zaiwu hurriedly said.

At the same time, I thought to myself, Miss? That girl can't be Mr. Big's daughter of He Hetu, right?

It seems that Mr. Big really has a daughter, it can't really be such a coincidence, right? Bumped into yourself?

"Wang Zaiwu, Wang Shao, right?"

In this regard, the refined woman ignored it, looked at Wang Zaiwu and asked.

"Hmm!"

Wang Zaiwu nodded.

"Mr. He is inside, you can just go in."

As she spoke, the woman pushed open a door to the office for Wang Zaiwu and made a gesture of please.

"Thank you!"

Wang Zaiwu nodded and walked into the office.

"Sister Wei, what did you just say his name was?"

When the woman closed the door, the young man frowned and asked.

"The king?"

"Why does this name sound familiar?"

The young man thought about it, and then suddenly got up and said.

"He's the hall master's protégé! No wonder I said the name sounded so familiar."

"It was him! No wonder Mr. He let him go straight in."

The woman also said suddenly.

Inside the office!

As soon as Wang Zaiwu walked up, he wanted to say hello to He Hetu, who was sitting in the office chair.

He Hetu only glanced at him lightly, and continued to talk with the four young and middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes sitting opposite the huge desk.

Directly put Wang Zaiwu aside.

No way!

Wang Zaiwu could only carry the fruit, behaving in a proper manner, and at the same time looked at the He Hetu with full aura.

For He Hetu, Wang Zaiwu has seen it in the photo, on the desktop of Mr. 's office, but there has always been a photo of the two brothers.

Compared with He Daobei's bookish spirit and a sense of pride in the rivers and lakes, Wang Zaiwu did not see it in He Hetu, but the elegance was indescribable. ap.

Sitting there, standing out from the crowd is like a generation of Confucian merchants, indescribably majestic and gentle.

A proper business family boss Fan.

After looking at the picture of the He River, Wang Zaiwu swept his eyes, and suddenly noticed the girl who was sitting on the edge of a corner, as if she had been forgotten by herself.

At this time, the girl had taken off her sunglasses, revealing a very soft and delicate face, with a slender figure and the tranquility of reading a book at this time.

It's a picturesque view!

And this time, Wang Zaiwu is even more sure that this girl is the daughter of Mr. Big.

However, Wang Zaiwu didn't dare to peep too much, where the pestle was to see the six roads, listen to the eight directions, and the board was not good.

And Wang Zaiwu didn't guess wrong, that was He Hetu's daughter He Hongdou.

Wang Zaiwu had been pestle for about ten minutes, and He Hetu raised his head and suddenly asked him.

"You graduated from Shencheng University of Finance and Economics?"

"Ahh Yes!"

Wang Zaiwu was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"Whew!"

Hearing this, everyone stopped talking and looked sideways at Wang Zaiwu. Even He Hongdou, who was reading a book, glanced at Wang Zaiwu in surprise before continuing to read the book.

"Then let me ask you, what is the nature of finance?"

He Hetu asked again with deliberate consideration.

Wang Zaiwu didn't know what medicine was sold in the Hehe Tu gourd, so he replied after a little thought.

"The essence of finance is that money makes money!"

"Do you know that this essence divides the business world into four classes, which are the four categories?"

As for financial knowledge, Wang Zaiwu, a college student of finance and economics, still knows a little, and he said after organizing the language.

"The first type of capitalists; I have money, and I'm going to turn my money into more money. the second type of banks, investment institutions, etc.; I don't have any money, I can help rich people turn money into more money. Tudao Holdings belongs to this second category. Category 3 Entrepreneurs; I don't have any money, I can turn my ideas into money. the fourth category of migrant workers; I don't have any money, and whoever gives me money, I'll help him earn money."

"It seems that you, a financial college student, are not in vain."

He Hetu swept towards Wang Zaiwu, and then entered the main question and asked.

"Did you hear what we were talking about?"

"Hmm! If you don't know anything, you're talking about taking a controlling stake in a film and television company called Star Entertainment."

Wang Zaiwu replied honestly.

Regarding the conversation of everyone just now, Wang Zaiwu listened to it with two hearts.

"Then do you think the film and television industry can be invested?"

He Hetu asked again.

"Ahh

Wang Zaiwu was really a little confused by Hetu's question.

Listening to what they just said, this is a project of tens of millions. Why do you let yourself be judged by a layman?

However, Wang Zaiwu still spoke.

"I don't know much about the film and television entertainment industry, but now the Internet age is starting to rise..."

He Daobei was very domineering, interrupting Wang Zaiwu's long-term argument and said.

"I don't need your analysis or insights, you just need to tell me the answers."

"Personal opinions can be voted."

Wang Zaiwu pondered for a moment and gave his own answer.

He Hetu swept to the few people opposite and said directly.

"Preparing for the shareholding plan, this project has been invested!"

"Ahh

Wang Zaiwu was stunned for a moment.

Not to mention Wang Zaiwu, the high-level people sitting opposite were also quite surprised.

"Daobei said that you are a lucky general, I have to believe him once."

He Hetu said with an elegant temperament, then looked at Wang Zaiwu again, and said with a slight dissatisfaction.

"Men, either put on a military uniform to defend their home and country, or put on a suit to strategize. You have to be well-dressed to be convincing. Later on, I dressed well

Some."

"Ahh

Wang Zaiwu looked at his attire and didn't think there was anything wrong.

I'm not a ragged minion.

Now Wang Zaiwu understands why the whole holding company is in suits and leather shoes. Co-author: This is a boss hard indicator.

"Don't stand, get the tea up!"

He Hetu raised his hand and pointed to the coffee table on the side and said, and then continued to discuss the next holding project with the senior executives, and no longer took care of Wang Zaiwu.

"Oh! Okay."

Wang Zaiwu answered, and then walked to the side of the coffee table and sat down and began to make tea.

In this way, he talked to He Hongdou, who was sitting in a corner not far away, looking a little lonely and sad.

"I'm sorry I didn't hurt you just now, did I?"

While making tea, Wang Zaiwu opened the conversation box and asked.

「……」

He Hongdou glanced at Wang Zaiwu, shook his head, then lowered his head and continued to look at the book.

Obviously, I don't want to deal with Wang Zaiwu.

However, Wang Zaiwu is self-cooked, and then he began to introduce himself.

"My name is Wang Zaiwu, and I am a protégé of Mr. He Dao Beihe. You're my big boy, aren't you? What do you call it?"

「……」

It's a pity that He Hongdou kept silent.

Seeing that He Hongdou didn't want to see him, Wang Zaiwu couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"Is this a grudge? Or is it cold? Or is it because of their temperament? Why isn't it polite?"

"Do you want to eat the fruit, and I'll wash it for you?" This is a mushroom, and you don't necessarily have it in the south."

Wang Zaiwu continued to flirt.

However, He Hongdou didn't say a word to him, and his forehead frowned slightly, obviously a little impatient.

Similarly, seeing that Wang Zaiwu had always wanted to talk to his daughter, He Hetu also raised his eyebrows.

But Wang Zaiwu didn't have this vision, and then noticed the book He Hongdou was reading, so he said again.

"Eight million ways to die! You're reading this book too?"

"Hmm...!"

He Hongdou replied this time rarely.

"Which page did you see and guess the ending?"

Wang Zaiwu saw that He Hongdou was interested in the book, so he started the topic and asked.

However, He Hongdou kept silent again.

"And which of the eight million ways to die is your favorite?"

Wang Zaiwu asked again.

It's like chattering.

"I will definitely regret it in the future, and I will still find life boring in the future. But so what? We're all going to die anyway."

This time, He Hongdou uncharacteristically opened his mouth to say the famous words in the book.

As soon as He Hongdou spoke, He Hetu suddenly looked sideways, his expression slightly surprised.

"Looks like you're a pessimist!"

Wang Zaiwu commented, and then continued.

"Heh... I thought you'd like the one that most people like. If I had been born drunk, perhaps I would have forgotten all my sorrows... We're the same, I like the sentence in it, someone cares about your loneliness."

"I enjoy solitude!"

He Hongdou opened his mouth to refute as if he had said something.

"See! You should be someone who likes to be alone and doesn't like to be disturbed. So you enjoy solitude!"

Wang Zaiwu said with bared teeth.

"You don't have to envy Fengyue, it's good to have a lonely island!"

He Hongdou said again, and then no matter how Wang Zaiwu asked, he stopped talking, as if he was immersed in his own world.