The Richest Man Yang Fei

Everyone looked at Yang Fei, in addition to admiration in their eyes, no one dared to despise this wealthy young student bully.

Not only do they have more money than you, Nima also works harder than you in your studies!

Zheng Mingming's eyeballs are about to fall, he can't believe it, Yang Fei quietly got admitted to Harvard University for graduate student?

He asked unwillingly: "Harvard Graduate School, is it so easy to take the exam?"

Yang Fei smiled: "People are a capitalist country, maybe they just like my capital? In terms of learning ability, I can't compare to you. Everyone knows that the time spent studying in school in the past four years. It will be more than a year in total! Therefore, I seriously suspect that Harvard, a private school, was moved by my wealth, rather than passing the exam."

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

In addition to this explanation, what other reason can perfectly prove that a person like Yang Fei can actually be admitted to Harvard's graduate school?

Can't you say that the Harvard teacher is blind?

After all, they have trained more than one hundred and fifty Nobel Prize winners, and there are several presidents. It is absolutely impossible to be blind.

Therefore, the only explanation is that money can make the ghosts go ahead.

A small star appeared in Ning Xin's eyes: "Yang Fei, you really got admitted to Harvard?"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "I went to Harvard, but I didn't pass it, so I don't know."

Everyone burst into laughter.

In any case, Yang Fei can go to Harvard Research Institute, this is his ability.

Even if it is the magic of money, Yang Fei is earning money by his own ability, rather than relying on his family or relatives and friends.

This kind of ability is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

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

Yang Fei said, "No, I am a master of business school."

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

The Harvard Master of Business Administration, English name: Master of Business, or MBA for short, has become a symbol of power and money, and has become a degree coveted by many American youths.

In our country, "Harvard Business School" seems to have become a kind of myth, a kind of superstition.

Talking about Harvard and talking about MBA seems to be a fashion and fashion.

The real people of insight, already in the impetuous fashion, began to get in touch with and learn the most essential things of Harvard MBA in a down-to-earth manner.

Zheng Mingming said: "Yang Fei, did you report the wrong major? Business school is good, but it is the cradle for cultivating the most professional professional managers. Among the 500 largest companies in the United States, one-fifth of 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 faintly: "You also know me, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, where did I go to learn? I just met some top talents and then I'll see if I can fool you. The company is here to sell their lives. That's it."

"Huh?" Zheng Mingming leaned back, as if he had been injured by billions of critical strikes.

People put it so lightly to go to Harvard for further studies!

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

Yang Fei smiled slightly: "Classmate Zheng Mingming, we will meet again in the United States in the future. We are both descendants of Yanhuang and Huang and are also college classmates. Please contact us more in the future! If I don't understand anything, I have to ask you, a schoolmaster. Yeah!"

Zheng Mingming gave a dry smile: "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 a little kid.

At the end of the ceremony, everyone met to dine, sing, skate and dance. In short, it was a day of carnival to commemorate the last day of youth.

Of course, Yang Fei is the one who pays for such collective activities.

He is backed by the entrepreneurial agency anyway, and he will transfer the money from the entrepreneurial agency wherever he pays, which is equivalent to advertising for the entrepreneurial agency.

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

Ning Xin is a maverick, such a temperament, when in middle school, she did not seem to be a group, but in college, she appeared to be ethereal, clear, and glamorous. There is a kind of independent beauty, which is even more fascinating.

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, whether she wants to save you face or not.

Only when Yang Fei stretched out her hand, she smiled sweetly, put the tender and delicate hand in Yang Fei's palm, and the two danced gracefully.

"Are you not taking the postgraduate entrance examination?" Yang Fei asked with ears, smelling the familiar fragrance of her body.

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

"You can go to other colleges. Even this school is not bad."

Ning Xin shook her head slightly, she wanted to say, there is no you here, what am I doing here?

Yang Fei gave a light cough and said, "You go to the toothpaste factory. It's overkill."

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

Yang Fei said, "I know, but you can go to more important positions."

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

Yang Fei said, "I just need someone by my side. Or, should I follow me to do things?"

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

Yang Fei smiled and said, "You are right."

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

Yang Fei said: “Xiang Qiao doesn’t understand English, so it’s useless for me to take it out. Su Tong wants to stay in the country and handle more important affairs. Business trade."

Ning Xin didn't speak.

Yang Fei danced with her, and said: "You are good at English and understand chemistry. The most important thing is that I trust you. This time I went to the United States not just to study, but more importantly~www. ltnovel.com~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. And I am going here, and I lack a competent assistant. Can you agree to help me?"

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

As soon as the words were spoken, she regretted that she shouldn't mention Chen Mo at this time.

Yang Fei looked as usual and said, "She will go with him."

Ning Xin's smile gradually disappeared on her face.

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

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

Yang Fei suddenly woke up and said, "Don't get me wrong, what I said is close to the body, uh, how to put it, that is, it means to be by my side."

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