Chapter 435: Can the Emotional Intelligence Routine Be Called Licking?

When Wang Yan walked out, the onlookers blocking the corridor all moved out of the way.

Half of the people looked at him with strange eyes, while the other half greeted him warmly.

"Car God", "Wang Shao", "Dog Brother" and so on are endless.

Brother Gou is a title that came from Black Tiger. It sounds more powerful than Mr. Wang, as if he has some kind of mysterious power and is the most popular.

Wang Yan was quite indifferent. He nodded and responded with a smile.

Finally walking out of the crowd, Zhou Jianwu could no longer suppress his excitement and wrote: "Brother, you have become famous all over the world in one fell swoop!"

"Appropriate!" Xia Yu gave a thumbs up.

It's a little bit bragging and bullshit, but it's basically the truth.

The rooms and corridors were crowded with hundreds of wealthy second-generation people from all over the world. Watching Young Master Wang pretending to slap him in the face all the way, and Zhao Zilong fighting in and out again, it was like watching a movie.

Are you famous?

That’s for sure!

These people don't fully recognize each other, but they all regard Wang Yan as a god. They will pass it on again when they go back. Who dares to say that my dog ​​brother is not a top young man?

Don't look at them crowded in the corridor like canned salted fish, as if they are not worth mentioning, but in fact most of them are no worse than Jianwu.

Everyone owns a supercar, and as a joke, they put together a bet of 200 million to 300 million yuan, and they are all young and old.

With their recognition and praise, Wang Yan's reputation was considered stable.

Who knows the convenience that a good reputation can bring?

"Let's go and eat. Myst has reserved the place tonight. I'll treat you!"

"The late-night stay is mine!"

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

After going out to the tower, there was no one around anymore, and the brothers couldn't control their emotions.

Wang Yan made a lot of money today, and they all drank the soup until they were full.

The total bets of the remaining seven companies are about 278 million, and the total bets on Wang Yan are 309 million. After deducting the margin, every 1 million bets will make a net profit of about 850,000.

Wang Yan earned back a total of 102 million yuan. Due to some indescribable reasons, this money will become 80 million yuan in five days, and it will appear in Jinyan's investment account with a flash.

I, Wang Zhengpai, will not pay any less for the 20% unexpected income tax!

Heihu and Brother Xu earned about 30 to 40 million, which may not sound like much, but it was actually quite a lot.

They earn less when they are new, but what they get for free is only two words - happy.

Seeing the young lady's eyes widening with laughter, Wang Yan remembered something again: "Transfer 918 to me, and I will transfer 2000 to you later."

Chu Xin's eyes clicked: "It wasn't that expensive when I bought it..."

"The more you get, the more you get."

Liu Ye came over, not funny: "Hey, a prize or something?"

Xia Yu followed suit and said: "Brother, if we talk about hard work, we are also very hard. Why don't we favor one thing over the other?!"

The young master glanced over calmly and sneered: "Prize the beautiful ones. Who cares whether you suffer or not?"

"Depend on!"

In one word, everything exploded, and Chu Xin happily jumped up and down with her little hands behind her back.

"Please be a human being!"

A group of gentlemen howled in an unpleasant way. Wang Yan dug his ears and sighed suddenly.

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

Um? !

Everyone looked at each other and suddenly went crazy.

"Who is your friend?!" Liu Ye was extremely angry and heartbroken, "You are obviously my father!"

"Brother, Brother Wang, dear brother!"

"Damn it, you took advantage of my dad!"

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble! Hey, you guys are so nagging, would it sound good if I changed my name to Wang Jianwu?"

"Hello, you horse!"

"Master Wang, how many girls do you think we need to sleep with you tonight? Ouch... who's kicking me?"

Chuxin had a straight face and squinted eyes: "I will punish you for your insult on my brother. Do you have any objections?"

Wang Yan: No, just insult me!

…

The commotion continued all the way to the parking lot. Before getting in the car, Zhou Jianwu looked at the empty track and suddenly felt a sense of ambition.

"Brother, the occasion is not right today. I cannot give you an award ceremony that is cheered by everyone, but I believe that with your ability, sooner or later you will be on the real championship podium and enjoy everything you deserve!"

"Yes, win the GT race!"

Everyone immediately cheered.

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

Stop making trouble!

If you are rich and powerful, it would be great to be a legend in the amateur group. Why risk your life with the professionals?

It’s too late to be low-key!

Today's game was a special situation. There was no publicity, no video, no interviews, no photos. Even so, Wang Yan still wore a helmet throughout the game and didn't take it off until he went upstairs.

I just don’t want to appear in the public eye.

How is it possible to participate in a GT event in person?

Of course, a fleet needs to be built, and there are many benefits.

As for the trouble... leave it to Brother Jianwu Hu and the others!

Although it was great to win money and win championships, Wang Yan remained calm and sober - racing was not enough to become a career.

Playing to the top is like Schumacher, making a lot of money and becoming famous, that's all.

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

"Today is just about partying, don't think about anything else. Starting tomorrow, we will come up with a charter. Let's get the club in order first and then think about the competition later."

Wang Yan's words were mature and prudent. Everyone had no objection and got in the car one after another, ready to go for a ride.

When I was leaving the park, I happened to encounter a motorcade. Brother Xu, who was at the head, gave way for a moment and then went his separate ways.

Wang Yan drove Chu Xin in the G65 and asked casually, "Who is that?"

The young lady recognized it for a while, but was not sure: "It should be Mr. Tang, right? There are too many phantoms in the city, and I can't recognize it without seeing the license plate."

"Second Master Tang? Tell me."

After all, Wang Yan was from a grassroots background and didn't know enough about the upper class. He was very interested when he heard an unfamiliar name.

It's different when I'm new. Although I don't pay attention to business matters, I'm very familiar with the top circles.

A popular science lesson opened Wang Yan's eyes.

Liu Zuo Tangchen who is here today is another level of the top second generation.

He doesn't play much outside, and he took over the family business early. His reputation is far inferior to that of Wang Yin and Jiang Fu, but his resources and personal abilities are comparable to those of a kid.

Roughly speaking, this is the difference between second-generation dudes and second-generation elites.

If you insist on classifying them, Chu Xin and her three best friends are atypical second-generation dudes.

"Hey, there were so many great players in today's game?"

Wang Yan was surprised and regretful.

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

It's not to build relationships, but to feel the differences. There must be a lot worth learning from this group of people.

"There will definitely be opportunities in the future."

Chu Xin tilted his head and glanced at Wang Yan, unable to hold back his laughter.

"You are now the most awesome Young Master Wang of the younger generation, and you have already gained a lot of recognition in the hearts of many people. The oldest member of the 1990s generation is 26 years old. No one is better than you, so why worry!"

Young Master Wang's face darkened: "I am Queen Dandan, okay?"

"Boxes, boxes, boxes..."

Chu Xin laughed like a big goose on the spot.

But I don't blame her. Wang Yan is only 20 and still pretending to be young. It's quite shameless...

What followed was a wild meal. Many people came and spent more than 1.8 million yuan on various activities in one night. Wang Yan didn't care, everyone rushed to pay.

Then the men secretly discussed that they would go to sea tomorrow without taking the girls.

No girls ≠ no girls, stewardesses, young models, art school students, there are special helpers to help the young and old, and the beauties can take care of them.

Young Master Wang was quite curious—really just curious and wanted to see the excitement—but he didn't have time.

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

There is an important matter that cannot be delayed.

Final exam.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Yan has been wandering outside for two months. The first semester of his freshman year is coming to an end and the winter vacation is coming after the exams.

In fact, the grades are not important, but I can't offend my mother's nagging, so I have to go back.

Moreover, after being outside for so long, she still misses Princess Miaomiao. Her anger is visible to the naked eye when chatting on WeChat recently, which is not a good sign.

It was less than 9 o'clock when we got off the plane, and the person who came to pick us up was ICBC Card Service.

Now, Wang Yan doesn't have a car in Star City, and Paramei is riding under Chu Xin's ass.

However, if a cloud-piercing arrow is shot out and about 20 banks rush to pick it up, it's not bad.

Considering that he spent too little time in Star City and there was really no need to buy a new car, the young man decisively headed to the Porsche 4S store.

Seeing Wang Yan, Miss Wang Yan almost pounced on him.

"You're definitely not here to see me. Why are you here?"

"Just came to see you."

Young Master Wang decided to talk nonsense. Seeing the girl's face full of joy, he added: "I'm going to brush the car by the way."

"I knew it!"

Wang Yan rolled his eyes, but he wasn't actually that angry: "I'll punish you by inviting me to dinner tonight!"

"I'll cook it myself!"

The eldest son made a solemn statement with a very serious expression. Unfortunately, the young lady was not stupid and she said it in one breath.

"If you don't learn well at a young age, you will just play gangster jokes!"

The young master was really wronged: "I didn't, I'm not, don't be so rude!"

Okay, I won’t let you write it anyway, just keep it in mind.

After twenty minutes of flirting and two minutes of buying a car, I got a top-of-the-line Cayenne.

Huh?

Did you say that there is no need to buy a new car?

Expanded Wang: "A Cayenne is worthy of hailing a taxi?!"

When he was boasting, Wang Yan only had about 3 million in his pockets. If he suddenly spent 300 million, there would be no one left.

Get in your new car and go straight to the fruit shop.

After browsing through three fruit shops, I picked out a batch of high-quality products with a score of about 90 points. I carefully put them on the back seat and went back to school.

As soon as I opened the door to the dormitory, I was greeted by the smell of hot pot, which made me confused on the spot.

"Fuck!"

"Brother, you are finally back!"

"Uuuuuuu, big brother, without you, we won't be able to fight like jade..."

"It's not that bad. If you're not here, boss, we won't be able to eat well!"

Five sand sculptures gathered around a rice cooker, where they were boiling mutton until their mouths were full of oil. They were happy with their little life, but it was obviously not as miserable as they said.

"Get out!"

Wang Yan pushed aside Ruyu and Squirrel in disgust, and jumped to the table in two steps: "Here are the chopsticks!"

Guandou presented a pair of wooden chopsticks stolen from the cafeteria, and presented the jade bowl.

"No, I'm afraid it's poisonous."

The eldest young master ruthlessly refused. Ruyu felt lucky and thin, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Cooking hot pot in the dormitory and drinking some beer is simply the greatest joy in life.

But Wang Yan waited for a long time with his eyes open, and he didn't even spit out the water.

"What's going on?"

"Brother, six big men are guarding a pot. It's not an induction cooker, but a rice cooker. It's strange that the water can boil..."

"Just eat it like this. When the meat changes color, it's done."

Wow, this is so rough, pig food?

Mr. Wang put down his chopsticks resolutely: "No, I am an elegant person who pursues exquisite life!"

Ten minutes later, Wu Shadiao looked at the empty meat box, his eyelids bulging.

"Bitch!"

Wang Yan held up the toothpick and waved his hand calmly: "Bazhi."

Sichuan baby, Dou'er, Squirrel, and brother-in-law, without saying a word, lifted up Ruyu and rode on the ladder - bedroom execution, Aruba.

Listening to the familiar yet unfamiliar screams, the young man felt better.

"Brothers, how are you doing lately?"

Chat time is basically a grievance meeting.

It's really weird to say it. It's obviously a normal college, with less wolves and more meat. Other boys are busy all night, but Wushadiao can't find a partner.

My brother-in-law Song Chen has high standards and strict requirements, which is understandable.

The remaining four are all baboons.

"Brother, tell me, why is that?!"

Listening to Ruyu's cries, the young master suddenly felt a little weak.

The bladder is clear. Wang Yan knew what was going on as soon as he thought about it.

You guys hang out with me every day, you have extremely high standards, but you don’t have the corresponding handsomeness and talent...

As a habit, he naturally imitates me in my flirting skills. When he is flirty, he is crooked and when he is flirty, he is crooked. It seems that he is so heartless. How can he have a girl?

"Woman, you have successfully aroused my interest."

Are you worthy of saying that?

ah? !

Wang Shouzhong, have you ordered number B?

This class of students has gone astray and is hopeless. The young master feels deeply guilty for this.

So, he waved his hand and said: "What's so good about being a virgin? When we go to the White Swan Hotel in the evening, I want you to learn how to be flirted with by girls!"

The four sand sculptures howled and cheered, and the handsome face of the brother-in-law turned pale with fright.

Brother, you have fooled us, okay? !

Wang Yan is a typical person who kills without burying them. After setting the fire, he picked up the fruit and went to find He Miaomiao.

The call went through as soon as the phone was called, but Miss He pretended not to recognize her.

"Hello? Who is this?"

"Wai, Your Highness Princess, I am Xiao Wang who guards the orchard at the east end of the village! Have you eaten yet?"

With Wang Yan's ability, conveying emotions with his voice is easy to do.

As soon as He Miaomiao heard those words, a dog with its tongue sticking out and wagging its tail suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, with a fruit gift box in its legs...

Cough, cough!

Holding back her laughter and coughing, she held her nerve and asked calmly: "Is something wrong?"

"I have something small to ask for permission... Do you think we can tell it in person?"

"Okay...what if it doesn't work? I need to think about it again."

She almost agreed, but was stopped by Tsundere.

You idiot, you left for two months without even thinking of coming back to see me.

Now, I will go down as soon as you open your mouth?

How shameless I am!

Wang Yan knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and he smiled: "Thank you, Princess! Then I will put the fruit in the guard room. Remember to pick it up."

"good!"

He Miaomiao's voice suddenly became brighter, like the sunshine at noon in spring.

"Hey, what have you been doing these past few days? Is it fun to practice driving? Is there anything interesting going on..."

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

Hang up the phone?

No!

Wang Yan had a good feel for her, and he was able to coax her in just 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 a dog?

Can it be called licking when it comes to high emotional intelligence routines?

I'm such a licking dog that I can't even understand the first sentence!

My dog ​​brother was talking on the phone and walking happily to the classroom. He didn’t even bring a pen with him, so he planned to borrow it at the examination room.

Results are like a cloud to me, but posture is the most important thing.

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

Question: Why is a monopolist's marginal revenue less than the price of his good? Can marginal revenue become negative? explain the reason.

In fact, Wang Yan knew the standard answer, but he decided to give it his own free rein.

Anyway, the score is enough to pass, so why bother copying the nonsense in the textbook.

answer:

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

Under the current market model, if a certain company forms a monopoly, it means that no one can provide the same service or product at a lower cost.

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

Because the price is close to the limit, the marginal revenue at this time is equal to the price of the item, and the question is wrong.

again:

A true monopoly is to bring violence into the competition process and use earnings to cover up plunder.

All strong monopolies are formed by violence and, therefore, are not limited to simple demand curves.

For example, in tobacco, although there are e-cigarettes as a substitute, in the process of expanding production and keeping cigarette prices unchanged, most smokers cannot switch to substitutes, so the marginal benefit is greater than the price of the item.

Another example is currency, another classic product of strong monopoly. 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 the standard monopoly in textbooks does not exist in reality.

Non-standard monopoly, whether due to scarcity or violence, can always use various means to ensure maximization of interests.

...]

After finishing writing 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, if I obtain a certain monopoly resource, I should——

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

A simple example: purifying spring water.

Assume that 1 million bottles can be produced every year and supplied to the top 1,000 wealthy families in the world.

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

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

Price increased 10 times?

NONONO, starting from 50 times.

Second, expand product lines and develop added value.

Bathing, watering vegetables, and planting rice all count.

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

The most drastic reduction is that it will not be sold outside and will only be provided to VIPs recuperating in the manor.

Until then, what is sold is the overall service.

Third, invest half of the profits in self-protection rather than expanding the business.

I can’t write the introduction, just a little bit.

Fourth, don’t be obsessed with accumulating wealth and invest in the future as much as possible.

…

After a few clicks of writing, he turned his inspiration into practical strategies. In the last half hour of the exam, Mr. Wang was so busy that he felt fulfilled.

When Wang Yan finally wrote the entire development strategy outline, it was filled with regular regular script on a piece of paper, as beautiful as an inscription.

The young man was satisfied and stretched himself comfortably.

Bang, bang, bang!

There was a "ding" in the middle.

Huh?

Any unexpected gains? !

The cold comes and goes, and it got worse today, and the biological clock is also broken... But there are still 5,000 words... Although I only have one chapter a day, I am big!