I’m A Baller

　　 When Wang Yan walked out, the onlookers blocked in the corridor all swept away.

　　 Half of the people looked at it with strange eyes, and the other half greeted enthusiastically.

　　 "Car God", "Wang Shao", "Guo Ge" and so on are endless.

　　 Brother Gou is the name from Heihu. It sounds more powerful than Wang Shao. It seems to have a mysterious power and is the most popular.

　　Wang Yan doesn't matter, he nodded his head whenever he shouted and responded with a smile.

　　 Finally stepped out of the crowd, Zhou Jianwu couldn't hold back his excitement anymore, and tugged: "Brother, become famous in one fell swoop!"

　　 "Appropriate!" Xia Yu gave a thumbs up.

　　 is a little bit suspicion of bragging and beeping shit, but it's basically the truth.

　　 In the rooms and corridors, there are a total of two generations of rich people who are squeezed. They are everywhere in the world. Watching Wang Dashao pretending to be slapped his face, Zhao Zilong went in and out, just like watching a movie.

　　 Is it famous?

　　 sure!

　　 These people don’t recognize each other completely, but all of them treat Wang Yan as a god, and go back to pass on again. Who dares to say that my dog ​​brother is not a top-notch?

　　 Don't look at them squeezing in the corridor like canned salted fish. They seem to be insignificant, but most of them are no worse than Jianwu.

　　 Everyone has supercars, and they put together two or three hundred million bets like a joke, all of them are big or small.

　　 was recognized and admired by them, Wang Yan's reputation is considered stable.

　　The convenience that a good reputation can bring, who knows who will play.

　　 "Walk around, have dinner, Myst will book the venue tonight, I will treat you!"

　　 "Supper stay counts as mine!"

　　 "Get a yacht out to sea tomorrow, let's have a big party!"

　　 Going out of the tower, there are no idlers around, and the brothers can't control their emotions.

　　 Today, Wang Yan made a profit, and they drank all the soup.

　　 The remaining 7 companies bet about 278 million in total. The total bet on Wang Yan is 309 million. With the deduction of the margin, the net profit for every 1 million bets is about 850,000.

　　 Wang Yan made back a full 102 million oceans. For some indescribable reason, this money will become 80 million in 5 days. Biu's money will appear on Jinyan Investment's account.

　　 20% windfall income tax, I, Wang Zhengpai, will never pay less!

　　 Heihu and Brother Xu made about 30 to 40 million yuan. It sounds like not much, but in fact it is a lot.

　　 They earn less at the beginning of the new era, but they only have two words-happy.

　　 Seeing the little sister smiling and bending her eyes, Wang Yan remembered one more thing: "Transfer to me in 918, and turn around to you 2000."

　　 Chuxin Click on the eyes: "When I bought it, it was not that expensive..."

　　 "More counts as bonus."

　　 Liu Ye came over, not funny: "Huh, what's the award?"

　　 Xia Yu followed him to death: "Brother, if we talk about hard work, we are also very hard, right?

　　 I glanced at him calmly and sneered: "Award for the beautiful. Who cares whether you suffer or not?"

　　 "Damn!"

　　 In a word, it was all exploded, and it was new and happy to bounce with my little hand on his back.

　　 "Please be your own person!"

　　 A group of old men howled that was unpleasant, and Wang Yan drew his ears and sighed suddenly.

　　 "Hey, I thought we were friends, so I originally planned to waive the 20% commission..."

Ok? !

　　 Everyone looked at each other and suddenly went crazy.

　　 "Who is your friend with you?!" Liu Ye was very angry, heartbroken, "You are clearly my father!"

　　 "Brother, Brother Wang, brother!"

　　 "Fuck, you are cheaper than my dad!"

　　 "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble! Hey, you guys, can I change my name to Wang Jianwu?"

　　 "Good to hear you!"

　　 "Master Wang, do you think how many girls do you need to sleep in tonight? Ouch...who kicks me?"

　　 Chu Xin had a straight face and slanted eyes: "I will punish my brother for your insults to him, any opinions?"

　　 Wang Yan: Don’t, even if you insult me!

　　……

　　 has been to the parking lot. Before getting on the car, Zhou Jianwu looked at the empty track and suddenly appeared ambitious.

　　 "Brother, today's occasion is wrong. I couldn't give you an awards ceremony that everyone cheered, but I believe that with your strength, sooner or later, you will be on the real championship podium and enjoy everything you deserve!"

　　 "Yes, yes, win the GT race!"

　　 Everyone immediately cheered.

　　 Wang Yan has been snickering in his heart: Do you really think I will compete?

　　 Stop it!

　　 Rich and powerful, how good is it to be a legend in the amateur group, why bother with the professional?

　　 It's too late to be low-key!

　　 Today’s game is a special situation. There is no publicity, no video, no interviews, no photos. Even so, Wang Yan still wears a helmet in the audience and takes it off until he goes upstairs.

　　 just don't want to appear in the public eye.

　　 How can it be possible to participate in the GT event in person?

　　 Of course, the team is to be built, and there are many benefits.

　　 As for the trouble...throw it to Brother Jianwu Tiger and the others toss!

　　 Although it is great to win the championship, Wang Yan is not floating, and he is still sober-racing is not enough to be a career.

　　 is like Schumacher to the top, making big money, making a big name, nothing more.

　　 So there is no need to be too focused. It is enough to build a club and stand the flag.

　　 "Today is just a carnival, don't think about anything else. Starting tomorrow, a total of the regulations will come out. Let's get the club well, and then we will consider the matter of participating in the competition."

　　 Wang Yan's remarks were so old and prudent, everyone had no opinion, and they got on the car one after another, ready to go.

　　When I left the park, I ran into a train team. The first brother Xu gave in a little bit, and then went his own way.

　　 Wang Yan drove the G65 to pull Chuxin, and asked casually: "Then who?"

　　Miss Sister recognized for a while, not sure: "It should be the second son of Tang, right? There are too many phantoms in the magic city, and I can't recognize the license plate."

　　 "Second Young Master Tang? Tell me about it."

　　Wang Yan is a grass-roots background. He doesn't know enough about the upper class. He is very interested in hearing a strange name.

　　 It’s different at the beginning. Although I don’t pay attention to business matters, I am familiar with the top circles.

　　 Baba Baba, a science popularization, made Wang Yan an eye-opener.

　　 Liu Zuo Tang Chen coming today is another level of the top second generation.

　　 doesn't play outside very much, takes over the family business early, and his reputation is far less than Wang Yin Jiangfu, but he has the resources and personal abilities, and he beats children.

　　 is roughly the difference between the second generation dandy and the second generation elite.

　　 insisted on categorizing, Chu Xin and her three girlfriends are atypical second-generation dandies.

　　 "Oh, today's game actually exploded so many gods?"

　　 Wang Yan is both surprised and regretful.

　　 It's a pity that I couldn't meet them and have a chat.

　　 is not to build relationships, but to feel the gap. There must be a lot of things worth learning for this group of people.

　　 "There must be a chance in the future."

　　 Chu Xin tilted his head to look at Wang Yan, and couldn't help but laugh.

　　 "You are now the best Wang Dashao of the younger generation, and you have already registered in many people's hearts. The oldest 26-year-old in the 90s, no one is better than you, so what anxious!"

　　Wang Dashao's face turned black: "I'm the queen, okay?"

　　 "Box box box box..."

　　 Chuxin smiled like a big goose on the spot.

　　 But don’t blame her, Wang Yancai is 20 even pretending to be tender, which is quite shameless...

　　 The next thing was a crazy meal. Many people came and spent more than 1.8 million in various activities in one night. It was useless to talk about it, and everyone was rushing to pay.

　　 Then the men secretly discussed that they would go out to play tomorrow, not to take the girls.

　　 No girls ≠ no girls, stewardesses, young models, and art school students have special helpers to help the young and old, and the beauty is enough.

　　Wang Dashao is very curious-really just curious, just want to see the excitement-but Mu got the time.

　　 slept for less than 3 and a half hours, got up to catch the early flight back to Star City.

　　 There is a big event that can't be delayed.

　　 Final exam.

　　 In a blink of an eye, Wang Yan has been outside for two months. The first semester of the freshman year is about to end, and the exam will be winter vacation.

　　Actually, the grades are not important, but the mother-in-law can't afford it, so I have to go back.

　　 And, after floating outside for so long, I still miss Princess Miao Miao. Her anger was visible to the naked eye during a recent chat, which is not a good sign.

　　 It was less than 9 o'clock when I got off the plane, and the ICBC card server came to pick me up.

　　 Now, Wang Yan has no car in Star City, and Palame is riding under Chuxin’s ass.

　　 However, a cloud-piercing arrow was shot out, and 20 banks rushed to pick it up, but it was fine.

　　 Considering that there is too little time in Star City, there is really no need to buy a new car, so many people decisively go to the Porsche 4S shop.

　　 Seeing Wang Yan, Miss Wang Yan almost jumped on her.

　　 "Surely you didn't come to see me, why are you here?"

　　 "I came to see you."

　　Wang Dashao decisively bullshit, seeing the little girl's face full of joy, he added: "By the way, brush the car."

"I knew it!"

　　 Wang Yan rolled his eyes, but he was not very angry: "Punish you to invite me to dinner tonight!"

　　 "I cook myself!"

　　 The younger sister solemnly expressed his position with a serious expression, but it was a pity that the young lady was not stupid, so she took it out.

　　 "If you don't learn well at a young age, you can play with rogue stalks!"

　　 Young Master is really wronged: "I didn't, I am not, don't mess around!"

　　 Let's do it, anyway, don't let me write, my heart is tacit.

　　 flirting for twenty minutes, buying a car for two minutes, and getting a top-equipped Cayenne.

Huh?

　　 There is no need to buy a new car if you say yes?

　　 Swelling Wang: "A Cayenne is also equipped to call a car?!"

When 　　 was blowing the cow beep, Wang Yanman had only 3 million in his trousers pocket, and he spent 300 million abruptly. There was no one left.

　　 drove a new car and went straight to the fruit shop.

　　 swept through three fruit shops before picking out a batch of 90-minute fine products, carefully putting them on the back seat, and returning to school.

　　 pushed the door to the bedroom, it smelled like hot pot, and his face was muddled on the spot.

　　 "Fuck!"

　　 "Big brother, you are finally back!"

　　 "Woo woo oh, brother, without you, we won’t be able to play Ruyu..."

　　 "It's not so bad, you are not the boss, we don't have a good meal!"

　　 Five sand sculptures surrounded an electric rice cooker, where the lamb was simmered with oil, and the little life was beautiful, obviously not as miserable as it was told.

　　 "Get out!"

　　 Wang Yan disliked Ruyu and the squirrel, and jumped to the table in two steps: "Chopsticks!"

　　 Snow peas presented a pair of wooden chopsticks stolen from the cafeteria, and contributed the Yuyu bowl.

　　 "Don't, I'm afraid of poison."

　　 The young man refused mercilessly, Ruyu was thankful and blue and thin, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

　　 Shabu-shabu in the dormitory and drinking a little beer is simply the greatest joy of life.

　　 But Wang Yan waited for a long time with his eyelids, and he didn't grumble while waiting for the water.

　　 "What's the matter?"

　　 "Brother, the six elders are guarding a pot. It's not an induction cooker. It's a rice cooker. It's strange that the water can be boiled..."

　　 "Just eat like this, the meat will be cooked when it changes color."

　　 faint, this rough, pig food?

　　 Wang Dashao resolutely put down his chopsticks: "No, I am an elegant person with a refined pursuit of life!"

　　 10 minutes later, Wusha Sculpture looked at the empty meat box, his eyelids bulging.

　　 "Bitch!"

　　 Wang Yan dangled a toothpick and waved indifferently: "Bazhi."

　　 Chuanwa, dou'er, squirrel, brother-in-law, without a word, lift Ruyu up and ride on the ladder-dormitory capital punishment, Aruba.

　　 Listening to the familiar but unfamiliar screams, the young man felt relieved.

　　 "Brothers, how are you doing?"

　　 The chat time is basically a grievance meeting.

　　 It's wicked to say it. It's obviously a normal college, with fewer wolves and more meat. Other boys are all night and night, but the Five Sand Sculptures just can't find a target.

　　 My brother-in-law Song Chen is considered to have high standards and strict requirements, which is excusable.

　　 Those four left, Quante Baboon.

　　 "Brother, what the **** is it?!"

　　 Listening to Ruyu's cry, the young man suddenly felt a little guilty.

　　 The bladder is clear, Wang Yan knows what's going on as soon as he ponders it.

　　 You guys, I mix with me every day, my vision is too high, but I don’t have the corresponding handsomeness and talent...

　　 It’s natural to be accustomed to learning from me to engage in sorrows, and it’s crooked as soon as you’re sorrowful. It’s like a lack of heart, can you have girls?

　　 "Woman, you successfully aroused my interest."

　　 is it special, you deserve it?

what? !

　　 Wang Shouzhong, do you have a B number!

　　 The students in this class were crooked and out of help. The youngest felt deeply guilty for this.

　　 Then, he waved his hand: "What is good about the object? Walk up from the White Swan Hotel at night, I want you to learn how to be teased by my sister!"

　　 The four sand sculptures began to cheer, and the brother-in-law's handsome face turned pale in fright.

　　 Brother, you beat us, okay? !

　　Wang Yan is a typical killer, regardless of burying, after setting the fire, carrying the fruit and going to He Miaomiao.

　　 The phone can be connected as soon as it is called, but Miss He pretends that she doesn't know her.

　　 "Hello? Who?"

　　 "Crack, Your Royal Highness, I'm Xiao Wang from the head of the village east orchard! Have you eaten?"

　　With Wang Yan's skill, it is easy to use voice to convey emotions.

　　 When He Miaomiao heard those words, a dog with his tongue and wagging tail appeared in front of him, carrying a gift box of fruit in his legs...

　　 Cough, cough!

　　 stubbornly laughed, coughing, she stretched her air and asked indifferently: "Is there something wrong?"

　　 "It's a small matter to ask for instructions... Look, can you tell me in person?"

　　 "Okay...no? I need to think about it again."

　　 She almost blurted out and was stopped by Tsundere.

　　 You are a dead dog. After walking for two months, you didn't even think about coming back to see me.

　　 Now, as soon as you speak, I will go down?

　　 Then I lose face!

　　 Wang Yan knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and he smiled: "Your Majesty Xie! Then I will put the fruit in the guard room, you remember to come and fetch it."

"it is good!"

　　 He Miaomiao's voice suddenly became bright, like the sunshine at noon spring day.

　　 "Hey, what have you been doing in the last few days? Is it fun to practice driving? Is there anything interesting..."

　　 Once she was in a good mood, she started to talk with Wang Yan again.

Hang up the phone?

　　No!

　　 Wang Yan can feel her thoroughly, so he can coax her within a few words.

　　Of course, it still takes time to completely restore the previous relationship, but it is not as difficult as outsiders think.

　　 Licking the dog?

　　 High EQ routines, can that be called licking?

　　 I can’t understand the first sentence of licking the dog!

　　Society My dog ​​brother walked to the classroom happily while talking on the phone. He didn't even bring a pen, so he planned to borrow it again in the examination room.

　　The grades are like clouds to me, and posture is the most important thing.

　　 30 minutes, you can easily fill in the blanks and start writing the paper.

　　Q: Why is the marginal revenue of a monopolist less than the price of its goods? Can the marginal return become negative? explain the reason.

　　 In fact, Wang Yan knew the standard answer, but he decided to play freely when he was happy.

　　 Anyway, the score is enough, so why copy the **** in the textbook.

answer:

　　 [There is no absolute monopolist in the free market, and there is an effective substitute for any commodity, so the demand curve is not a simple straight line.

　　Under the current market model, a certain company forms a monopoly, which means that no one can provide the same services or goods at a lower cost.

　　 But at the same time, the company does not have the ability to freely adjust prices.

　　 Because the price is near the limit, the marginal revenue at this moment is equal to the price of the goods, and the problem is wrong.

　　 again:

　　 The real monopoly is to bring violence into the process of competition and use earning to disguise plunder.

　　All strong monopolies are formed by violence, so they are not limited to a simple demand curve.

　　For example, in tobacco, although there are e-cigarettes as an alternative, most smokers cannot switch to alternatives in the process of expanding production and unchanged cigarette prices, so the marginal benefit is greater than the price of the goods.

　　 Another classic product of strong monopoly, currency, in any liquidity disaster caused by idling, the cost of acquiring currency is higher than the original price.

　　From the above judgment, we can know that there is no standard monopoly in textbooks in reality.

　　Rather than standard monopoly, whether it comes from scarcity or violence, it can always use various means to ensure the maximum benefit.

　　……】

　　 After finishing the essay, Wang Yan changed a piece of paper and continued to sort out the thoughts that he didn't want to be seen by outsiders.

　　 Therefore ~www.readwn.com~ If I get a monopoly resource, I should——

　　First, artificially create a higher-level monopoly based on output.

　　 Simple example: Purify spring water.

　　Assuming that 1 million bottles can be produced every year, which can be used by the top 1,000 rich families in the world.

　　 Then, it was forcibly reduced to 100,000 bottles and only supplied to the top 100 rich families.

　　 The rest... bathing, watering vegetables, growing rice, there is always a way to consume it.

　　 The price is 10 times?

　　NONONO, from 50 times.

　　 Second, expand the product line and develop added value.

　　 Bathing, watering vegetables, and growing rice are all counted.

　　 Of course, the by-products that are planted should follow the first principle and also reduce the supply circle.

　　 The toughest reduction is that it is not for sale, but only for the VIPs recuperating in the manor.

　　At that time, the whole service will be sold.

　　Third, half of the profits will be invested in self-insurance instead of expanding the scale.

　　 I can’t write it, so it’s a little bit.

　　Fourth, not obsessed with accumulating wealth, and invest in the future as much as possible.

　　……

　　 Click and write, turning the inspiration into a practical strategy. After half an hour of the exam, Wang Dashao was so busy that it was a fulfillment.

　　 When Wang Yan finally wrote a complete development strategy outline, it was full of a sheet of paper, neatly written in regular script, as beautiful as an inscription.

　　 Young and old are satisfied and stretched out in a comfortable way.

　　 quack quack!

　　 There is a "ding" in the middle.

Huh?

　　A windfall? !