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The two days at Jiang Kuo's house were very leisurely. They just wandered around the city, eating and drinking. Duan Feifan felt that he hadn't relaxed for a long time. He was completely useless and didn't even go to play.

The farthest itinerary was to go to the horse farm to see Jiang Kuo’s horse.

The horse is called a little stone.

The name is very down-to-earth, but his temperament and personality are very similar to the young master Hirano who was in the freshman year. He didn't take care of others.

When you are in a good mood, come and post it with you. When you are in a bad mood, Jiang Kuo told him not to take a look at him for a long time.

"Super." Duan Feifan said.

"More cautious," said Jiang Kuo, "But it looks harsh and has a good temper and doesn't like to get angry."

"Do you always come here when you are at home?" Duan Feifan asked.

"If you have time, I will bubble with it all day when I am so bored," said Jiang Kuo, "It will be much better to talk to it about unpleasant things."

"...Is it because you are too long-winded that it annoys you?" Duan Feifan smiled.

"I said to it with my mind," said Jiang Kuo, "Who can speak out?"

"Tell me," Duan Feifan said, "I have a good temper, I don't like to be angry, and I can comfort you."

Jiang Kuo smiled and said, "I have nothing to be upset now."

"That's right, if you are unhappy, you will cheat me." Duan Feifan said, "You'd better pray that I didn't fail the exam, or you'll go to the make-up exam for me."

"Ah,       " Jiang Kuo felt depressed when he thought of the make-up exam. "I really have to read books, that's a plant. Even if I pass other subjects, just this subject is enough to take half of my life."

"It's okay, there's still one month left," Duan Feifan said. "I'll remember it every day, and it's okay to pass the exam."

But soon Duan Feifan felt a little regretful for his comfort.

Jiang Kuo was very anxious, but after returning from home, he turned around and plunged into the store. The little anxiety was fleeting.

Especially after checking the grades, I found that I really only had to take the make-up exam in this subject, and I was immediately as worried as Duan Feifan who passed the class in the whole subject.

It’s not that I’m completely worried, but I’m still a little bit worried, mainly because of resentment.

"Why did you pass all the time?" Jiang Kuo said, "You are usually similar to me, right? Why can you pass? Don't you think there is a problem?"

"Maybe..." Duan Feifan thought for a while, "I have a guess, and you can't hit me if you say you can't hit me."

"Have I hit you?" Jiang Kuo said.

"...I haven't hit it before." Duan Feifan touched his face, then his chest, "I haven't hit a punch."

"Fuck," Jiang Kuo smiled and rubbed his face, then patted his chest, "Tell me, if you don't hit you, what's the guess?"

"The teachers have a good impression of me," Duan Feifan said.

"...This is also counting?" Jiang Kuo said.

"If this doesn't count," Duan Feifan said, "There's only one reason. Your mind is not as good as me."

Jiang Kuo immediately pointed at him: "The teachers have a good impression of you."

Jiang Kuo wanted to review, but he had to deal with asking Mr. Jiang for money first.

Although Yang Ke’s brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people, his academic master’s qualities make him do many things quickly and well, such as writing a report on asking for money.

In just two or three days, when Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifan returned to the store, Yang Ke brought out the report.

Jiang Kuo simply gave him a few points before, including Niu Sandao's brand analysis, advertising effect, sales feedback from online stores and physical stores, and based on the current development restrictions, analyze the necessity of increasing branches.

What Mr. Jiang wants is just a rough idea and will not ask for it too detailed.

Give me a reason.

But Yang Ke wrote a stack of paper and added various analytical diagrams. When Jiang Kuo looked at it, he felt that this was not about attracting some investment from his father, but about his mother Niu Sandao going public.

"Are you too energetic?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"People who are used to slackness do feel this way when they see me," said Yang Ke.

Jiang Kuo looked at him: "Xiao Yang?"

"I'm used to it," said Yang Ke. "When I wrote you the market research on that milk tea shop, I discovered that writing this thing in detail and comprehensively is also very beneficial to myself. Clear your thoughts and see the reality clearly... Sometimes I think you are quite magical. You clearly have a clear idea. Every time I know where to start, but every time I do what you say, you are always surprised and feel that it is unnecessary."

"Because I don't think you can write it." Jiang Kuo looked at the report.

"The first time you think it's OK. Now you ask me to write it, just know I can write it," said Yang Ke. "Now, you're writing it and you're jokingly hitting others' enthusiasm."

"Hey." Jiang Kuo raised his eyes and glanced at him, "You are really a veteran now."

Yang Ke didn't say anything and looked at him.

"You are very busy every day," Jiang Kuo continued to read the report. "I was thinking about giving you a way to think about it and deal with President Jiang. Anyway, he will definitely give the money. As a result, you are so formal, and your workload will increase a lot out of thin air..."

This made Yang Ke sit up straight and his voice rise: "Actually nothing! I am already very moved by how you can think about me like this, after all, when I am most confused..."

"Shut up." Jiang Kuo interrupted him.

"Then this is fine, right?" Yang Ke asked.

"No problem," said Jiang Kuo, "I'll send it to Mr. Jiang in a while... In addition, we will pay some living expenses at the end of the month. The three of us have never received any money, so we will get some this month."

"Lease of renting a place requires money, and equipment is also a expense..." Yang Ke began to think.

"Then don't take it." Jiang Kuo said.

Yang Ke looked at him.

"Do you want it?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"I want it." Yang Ke said, "How much does it send?"

"I don't know, ask the Financial Director Duan Feifan." Jiang Kuo said.

"You are the financial director?" Dad looked at Duan Feifan.

"Just talk about it casually," Duan Feifan said, "We hired a part-time accountant, so I looked at some money with great face."

"So, the money is not yours," said my dad. "I must find a cheaper place rent. Today this is not the cheapest, but Xiao Xu and Xu Nannan, just decided on it with someone. Little girl movies, I really dare to make a decision."

"The venue conditions are the best among the same prices, and the venue conditions are the lowest among the same prices," Duan Feifan said, "Just as you match a little."

My dad thought for a while: "That's a good deal."

"That's right." Duan Feifan said, "The main reason is that we are also anxious. I'm panicked now because my supply cannot keep up."

"That's the reason. There was a New Year before, and I hadn't divorced your mom yet," said my dad, "I can't handle the job with your uncle, but I still have someone to come and ask for it. I want to handle it, but I'm afraid I can't. My mom and your uncle and aunt, four of them are so anxious that they're all over their mouths in winter..."

"How did it solve it later?" Duan Feifan asked.

"I hired two people to do it together. The salary is not low, but if they don't have them, I will definitely not finish the orders I received. If I can't make money, I will have to pay for it." Dad said.

"The factory can start production at the beginning, and we will dare to go on the next round of publicity," said Duan Feifan.

"How to promote it?" Dad said with a smile, "Did you shoot that video like that again? I've been watching that in the store these days, which is quite funny."

"That's not to shoot for the time being, let's do some other publicity," Duan Feifan glanced at his father, "Do you want to shoot? Then take another one like that, you will join us."

"I don't want it," my dad waved his hand and made a scene. "Your uncle loves to show off. He has to stand on the roof of the car with an accordion, which is a radius of 500 meters. If a woman doesn't look at him, it's a major blow."

Duan Feifan leaned against the chair and almost choked.

The venue matter has been decided, and Mr. Jiang also agreed to the investment, so Jiang Kuo can review for a few days to prepare for the make-up exam.

I called the hourly worker to clean up the tenth floor, and stayed in the sofa and held the notebook. I started to feel sleepy less than half an hour. But as long as my eyes didn't stop in the review content, I immediately became energetic.

He picked up the phone and took a few glances as soon as it rang.

Now Duan Feifan is in the store and there is no need to find him, but the role model group is chatting, and several people plan to go to Dong Kun’s house for a few days next week.

Jiang Kuo has already stated that you can just discuss and notify me of the result, but he still picked up his phone repeatedly.

Who fails if you don’t fail?

Your boyfriend can still maintain an hour of meditation while reviewing!

It's only twenty days left now, and it's already a very urgent time to dig out Dong Kun's family.

Jiang Kuo sighed.

Duan Feifan returned to the tenth floor in the afternoon and brought him ice cream.

"So caring." Jiang Kuo was very happy.

"People who can't read the book will be greedy," Duan Feifan said, "I guess you're very greedy now."

Jiang Kuo laughed: "I know me so much."

"Let's read an hour after eating," Duan Feifan said, "I'll be here to accompany you."

"I can see if you accompany me?" Jiang Kuo said, "What if I can't help but chat with you."

"You want to talk now." Duan Feifan said, "You will feel my ruthlessness within an hour."

"Okay," Jiang Kuo said while eating, "It's quite exciting to think about it."

"Hurry, if you want to talk to me, don't just eat it." Duan Feifan said.
To be continued...