The Richest Man Yang Fei

Everyone looked at Yang Fei with admiration and admiration in their eyes, and no one dared to underestimate this rich young academic bully.

Not only does he have more money than you, but Nima studies harder than you!

Zheng Mingming's eyeballs were about to fall off, he couldn't believe that Yang Fei was admitted as a graduate student at Harvard University without making a sound?

He asked unwillingly, "Is it so easy to take the Harvard Graduate School?"

Yang Fei chuckled: "They are a capitalist country, maybe they just took a fancy to my capital, right? In terms of learning ability, I am not as good as you, and everyone knows that in the past four years, I have been studying at school. It’s only been more than a year in total! Therefore, I seriously doubt that Harvard, a private school, was moved by my wealth, rather than my test scores.”

His explanation was actually just self-effacing, but Zheng Mingming felt extremely comfortable after listening to it.

Apart from this explanation, is there any other reason that can perfectly prove that someone like Yang Fei can be admitted to Harvard's graduate school?

You can't say that the teachers at Harvard are blind, right?

After all, they have trained more than 150 Nobel Prize winners and several presidents. It is absolutely impossible for them to be blind.

Therefore, the only explanation is that money can make ghosts turn millstones.

Little stars appeared in Ning Xin's eyes: "Yang Fei, did you really get admitted to Harvard?"

Yang Fei laughed and said, "I went to Harvard, but I didn't get in. I don't know."

Everyone burst into laughter.

In any case, Yang Fei can go to Harvard Graduate School, this is his ability.

Even if it is the magic power of money, Yang Fei earned the money by his own ability, not relying on his family or relatives and friends.

This ability is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Ning Xin asked: "Yang Fei, what subject did you study as a graduate student? Is it chemistry?"

Yang Fei said: "No, I am studying for a master's degree in a business school."

If Harvard University is the crown of all universities in the United States, then the eye-catching jewel in the crown is Harvard Business School.

Harvard MBA,

The English name is: Master of Business, referred to as MBA, has become a symbol of power and money, and has become the dream degree of many American youths.

In our country, "Harvard Business School" seems to be a myth, a superstition.

Talking about Harvard and talking about MBA seems to have become a fashion and fashion.

And the real people of insight have already begun to get in touch with and learn the most essential things of Harvard MBA in a down-to-earth manner amidst the impetuous fashion.

Zheng Mingming said: "Yang Fei, did you report the wrong major? The business school is good, but it is the cradle for training the most professional professional managers. Among the top 500 managers in the United States, one fifth of the managers hold the highest positions. Once you graduated from this college. And you are already a big boss, why do you still go to learn the knowledge of managers?"

Yang Fei said lightly: "You also know me. Three days of fishing, two days of surfing the net, where did I go to learn? I just went to meet some top talents, and then see if I can fool a few of them into me. The company does its job. That's all."

"Eh?" Zheng Mingming leaned back, as if he had received hundreds of millions of points of critical damage.

People say that going to Harvard for further study is an understatement!

And this, how many people dream of it, but can't get it?

Yang Fei smiled slightly: "Student Zheng Mingming, we will meet again in the United States in the future. We are both descendants of Chinese people and college classmates. Please keep in touch with us in the future! If there is anything I don't understand, I will ask you, a top student." Woolen cloth!"

Zheng Mingming laughed dryly: "It's easy to say, easy to say, you are so smart, who would dare to teach you?"

After hearing this, everyone felt that Zheng Mingming was petty.

At the end of the ceremony, everyone met for dinner, singing, skating and dancing. All in all, it was a day of carnival to commemorate the last day of youth.

Yang Fei is of course the one who pays for such group activities.

Anyway, he has the entrepreneurial agency as the backing. Wherever he pays, he transfers from the entrepreneurial agency, which is equivalent to advertising the entrepreneurial agency.

After eating, drinking and having fun until the evening, everyone was a little bit drunk. At the last dance, the courage of the boys was released by alcohol and tomorrow's parting, and they boldly invited the girls they liked to dance.

Ning Xin is a maverick person. With such a temperament, she seemed out of the crowd in middle school, but in college, she appeared to be ethereal, clear, and glamorous, with a kind of independent beauty that made people feel more relaxed and fascinated.

Zheng Mingming is right. In Ning Xin's eyes, there are only two kinds of boys, one is called boys, and the other is called Yang Fei.

When other boys invite Ning Xin to dance, she will refuse without hesitation, she doesn't care if she wants to save face for you or not.

Only when Yang Fei stretched out his hand to her, she smiled sweetly, put her delicate hand like a catkin in Yang Fei's palm, and the two danced lightly.

"You don't take the postgraduate entrance examination anymore?" Yang Fei asked with his ear, smelling the familiar body fragrance on her body.

"I thought about it too, but I can't get into Harvard either."

"You can go to other colleges. The ones in this school are not bad."

Ning Xin shook her head lightly, she wanted to say, there is no you here, what am I going to do here?

Yang Fei coughed lightly, and said, "You are overkill when you go to the toothpaste factory."

Ning Xin said, "That's your factory too."

Yang Fei said: "I know, but you can go to a more important position."

Ning Xin glanced at him and asked, "What position?"

Yang Fei said: "I need someone by my side, why don't I do things with me?"

Ning Xin's eyelids trembled slightly, like the wings of a butterfly, being blown by the warm wind: "Follow you? Go to Harvard?"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "You're right."

Ning Xin said: "Then, to be your secretary? Don't you have a secretary?"

Yang Feidao: "Xiang Qiao doesn't understand English, so it's useless for me to take it out. Su Tong wants to stay in the country to deal with more important affairs. Qian Jian Sao has strong communication skills and is proficient in East Asian languages. I plan to use her to take charge of the group's operations in Southeast Asia. business trade."

Ning Xin didn't speak.

Yang Fei danced with her, and said, "You are good at English and know chemistry. Most importantly, I trust you. I went to America this time not just to study, but more importantly, I want to Develop my own business there. I want to use our products to conquer the capitalists on the other side of the Pacific Ocean. But I am going here, and I lack a capable assistant, can you promise to help me?"

Ning Xin pursed her lips and smiled sweetly: "I didn't expect that I was so important in your heart. Why didn't you ask Chen Mo to go?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she regretted that she shouldn't have mentioned Chen Mo at this time.

Yang Fei looked normal, and said, "She's going too."

Ning Xin's smile gradually disappeared from her face.

Yang Fei said: "You and her are in charge of different affairs. She is in charge of foreign affairs. If you are my personal person, we will spend more time in contact."

Ning Xin's smile that just disappeared came back again, she smiled shyly: "Really?"

Yang Fei suddenly came to his senses, and said ah: "Don't get me wrong, I mean close, uh, how should I put it, it means, it means being by my side."

Ning Xin hummed: "I understand, I am willing."