The Strongest Man On Earth: Starting From Setting Up A Street Stall

The door of the police station.

Wang Cheng glanced at Li Jiajun coldly, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his heart.

Then without saying a word, he got into the lawyer's car and drove away.

"Haha, just wish yourself well."

Li Hui smiled happily, Wang Cheng was not a big-hearted person, how could he get through it so easily.

"It wasn't you, a stinky bitch, who did this!"

Li Jiajun cursed angrily, if this bitch hadn't found a bad place, would he have become a troublemaker?

It’s so disgusting just thinking about it!

"By the way, where is my one million? I brought Qiu Yueqin with me."

Li Jiajun suddenly thought that this girl hadn't paid him yet, but he had brought Qiu Yueqin there as agreed.

"One million? Go ahead and eat shit!" Li Hui sighed, everything was messed up, and she was still thinking about one million.

She didn't get a penny from Wang Cheng this time, and she even got herself involved, adding two more men for no reason.

"Okay, you bitch lied to me!"

Hearing this, Li Jiajun became angry and directly grabbed Li Hui's hair and beat him up.

"Fall on the street, I will fight with you!"

Li Hui screamed in pain, and then began to fight back not to be outdone.

...

The next day.

Zhao Yan and Qiu Yueqin came to the securities company together, preparing to start a new day of live broadcast work.

The two of them were chatting in the VIP room like nothing happened.

There was no embarrassment at all, they were all adults.

"I said, why are you doing a live broadcast?" Qiu Yueqin's attitude was much more casual.

This is the benefit of knowing the root and bottom.

"If I had the choice, I wouldn't want to either." Zhao Yan sighed.

Now I just hope that netizens will give me some help today so that he can complete the task as soon as possible, otherwise he will be too tired.

"Hey, it's like someone forced you to do it."

Qiu Yueqin rolled her eyes at him charmingly, and she took the time to watch Zhao Yan's related videos.

The casino lost tens of millions at will, plus more than 100 million in the securities account.

You can easily come up with so much cash flow and don’t care, but what else is there to worry about?

"You don't understand, hurry up, are you ready?"

Zhao Yan shook his head, no longer explaining, but urged.

"Okay, okay, do you want to start now?"

After Qiu Yueqin arranged everything, she asked.

She is a serious investment consultant, but she is actually being used as a live broadcast assistant.

What an overkill!

"OK!"

...

As the leader of the black fans, Cheng Xiao got the news immediately.

"Xiao Xiao, it's time to play."

The assistant came over and reminded them that they were currently filming a commercial for milk powder.

"Damn it! Won't this bastard start broadcasting later?"

Cheng Xiao stomped his feet unwillingly. As the number one fan, it felt so uncomfortable not being able to greet his idol immediately.

She sighed and was about to walk around the boy once, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the leisurely assistant beside her.

With a roll of his eyes, Cheng Xiao pointed at Zhao Yan's live broadcast room and ordered: "Xiaotan, I leave this person to you, find a way to blacken him as hard as you can!"

Hum, although she doesn't have time now, she can ask her assistant to be a substitute.

Wang Xiaotan held her cell phone and stood there blankly.

What a grudge it was, I still haven’t forgotten it after so long.

...

Zhao Yan, who had just started broadcasting, found that there were not many people online, only tens of thousands. Fortunately, the number of people online was growing.

The barrage also came one after another.

"Anchor, who are you messing with today?"

"You didn't follow suit yesterday, are you still trading stocks today?"

"You're a tough guy upstairs, so you're not afraid of being cheated?"

"It's easy to make more than 10 million from 100 million. A capable anchor can make 10 million with 10,000."

I casually browsed through a barrage and found that there were a lot of little black people today for some reason.

Fortunately, Zhao Yan didn't care about this, so he just got to the point.

"Well, I thought about it. You may not be able to come up with 100 million, so the sense of substitution may be a little bit worse."

"After careful consideration, I am going to take the advice of some gangsters in the live broadcast room and use only 10,000 yuan to speculate in stocks. I will first set a small goal to earn 10 million. As for the time, it is tentatively set to one month. Advance is not ruled out.”

Earning 10 million from 100 million is far less shocking than earning 10 million from 10,000.

After all, most people don’t have 100 million, but they have 10,000 yuan.

"Be confident and leave the possibility behind. We can't afford 100 million."

"Pfft, ten thousand to ten million, and it's only one month. I wouldn't dare to think that in my wildest dreams."

"Show, so showy. What gave the anchor such courage?"

"Does your family run the stock market?"

"If the anchor can really do it, I will call him dad!"

Qiu Yueqin was not surprised at all and had been mentally prepared for it.

...

At this time, Shanghai University of Finance and Economics.

Liu Ziyi is teaching a class of junior finance students.

While he was speaking passionately, a harsh laughter and curse suddenly came from his ears.

"Hahaha, what an idiot!"

? ? ?

Liu Ziyi's face darkened.

As the youngest finance professor in Shanghai Capital Finance, he has always been arrogant and arrogant.

It is an honor for these students to listen to his lectures!

Now someone not only doesn't know how to cherish it, but also scolds him so arrogantly?

His cold gaze was directed to the back row.

The students in the class also looked away with gloating.

Which great god is so brave?

Lu Kun turned pale and covered his mouth, and carefully glanced at Professor Liu who was about to explode.

I was so selfless when I was watching the live broadcast just now that I not only laughed out loud, but also uttered a curse word.

"Your name is Lu Kun, right? I don't know where I went wrong to make you curse so excitedly?"

Liu Ziyi tensed his face and asked coldly.

If the answer doesn't satisfy him, this kid will never graduate.

Hearing this, Lu Kun quickly explained helplessly: "Professor, I'm not scolding you. I was watching the live broadcast just now. The anchor said that he would make 10 million yuan with 10,000 yuan within a month. I scolded him. Woolen cloth."

Now, the only thing left to do is to tell the truth.

After all, playing with mobile phones in class is not as serious as scolding the professor in class.

"One month? Ten thousand becomes ten million?"

Liu Ziyi suspected that he was hearing hallucinations.

Even a professor who specializes in finance would not dare to say this.

Let alone a host?

After listening to this, the students in the class burst out laughing.

Such outrageous words were indeed very funny. No wonder Lu Kun accidentally cursed.

No one knows finance better than them.

The difficulty is unknown to outsiders.

"Yes, yes, I have just followed this anchor. I heard that he made more than 10 million with 100 million Hong Kong dollars yesterday."

Lu Kun noticed that the professor's attention had been diverted and quickly added something.

Because he majored in finance, he accidentally came across Zhao Yan while browsing Douyin.

Immediately I became interested and followed it decisively.

After hearing the anchor's speech, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"I can make more than 10 million from 100 million. It's nothing special."

Liu Ziyi was only slightly surprised, then waved his hand indifferently.

Unexpectedly, he is still a rich man.

It's just a dozen points of profit. If he studies it carefully, it's not impossible.

Only a group of people who have never seen the world will be suppressed.