Xia Qiu lit a cigarette for himself and walked in slowly.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a bag of gifts flying out of it.

An old and firm voice came out from inside: "Get out of here!"

After a moment, several students rushed out in a panic and cursed as they walked: "I'm old, I'm really proud to give you gifts, so don't want it!"

When they saw Xia Qiu, the students laughed: "Another unlucky guy."

Xia Qiu didn't care about them. After all, they were serious in shrimp balls and their realm was too low, so they were not worthy of being compared with Xia Qiu.

He turned and approached the stubborn old professor's office.

Seeing someone coming in, the old professor turned around and saw the smoke in Xia Qiu's hand, and was even more furious.

"Who asked you to come in! Get out of here with me! Get out of here!"

"Old man, don't be so arrogant?" Xia Qiu chuckled and found a chair for himself to sit down.

Then he picked up a cup of the old professor and smiled and said, "Don't be angry, I'm here to bribe you today."

Seeing Xia Qiu talking like this, the old professor couldn't help but smile: "Interesting, young man, you are the first to dare to say such things in front of me. If I follow the past, I will only let them get out.

But it makes me feel that you can say something like this. I want to hear how you impressed me."

The old professor also brought a chair for himself and sat down.

Xia Qiu thought for a moment and said, "One million!"

"One million?" The old professor was a little unbelievable: "Don't lie to me, it's good to say this, but you have to know that I am an investor and you must let me see your potential.

That is to say, you want me to see this million."

The old professor's mouth raised slightly. He had seen many people talking big. One million is indeed an astronomical figure for a student.

Maybe you can see such numbers in a well-known university, but let’s forget about this third-rate university.

The old professor sneered at Xia Qiu. He didn't believe that Xia Qiu had so much money.

Xia Qiu didn't give much explanation, but just found the old professor's phone number on paper.

Before I could transfer money, I heard a slight sound outside the door.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and a young man with a stingy look came in.

This young man Xia Qiu is so familiar with him. Isn’t this the president of the Student Union Zheng Yong?

"Who asked you to come in!"

When the old professor saw this person coming in, he was a little angry. He was about to take the exam recently, and someone pushed the door open for several days.

He couldn't even drink afternoon tea after implicating him.

"Professor Zheng, my name is Zheng Yong, the president of the Student Union. We are our own family!" Zheng Yong walked in with a smile and said.

He also carried a big bun in his hand.

Xia Qiu glanced at it and found that it was just some imported fruits. Such rotten things were really good enough to bring them in. I don’t know how he, the president of the student union, did it.

Zheng Yong put down the gift in his hand on his own, and turned around and saw Xia Qiu.

"Why are you here?" Zheng Yong frowned.

"This is fresh. Are you only allowed to give gifts?" Xia Qiu said with a smile.

"You!" Zheng Yong was a little embarrassed. He came to give gifts and was installed by his opponent, which made him feel embarrassed.

Then, Zheng Yong chuckled, isn’t this the best opportunity to hit Xia Qiu?

"It is said that you have become a star recently, but it's a pity. There has been no news about you for more than two months, so I guess he's out of date, right?" Zheng Yong said with a smile.

"And, you were revoked by the Lin Group a few days ago. It's really a disaster. I really pity you."

Xia Qiu did not defend himself, or was too lazy to defend himself, could he tell this fool?

Is I now the boss behind Huayin Company?
Chapter completed!