Chapter 304: Left With the Little Secretary Thanks To Milky Way Alliance

Beating up Like Jade whenever they were excited was a reserved activity for the boys.

However, Like Jade was now more cunnning and could not be caught easily after being beaten up too much.

Young Master Wang waved his hand from afar. Like Jade waved the supporting flowers in his hands while bouncing and jumping in response, but he just didn't come over.

Wang Yan sighed and turned around to look for the official cameraman, Dutch Potato.

"Did you get it? Your sister-in-law wants to see it."

The moment the word "sister-in-law" came out, the girls around him immediately became listless. They withdrew their hands and retreated, turning into a group of reserved girls again.

Wang Yan wasn't joking. Liu Li had been thinking about this matter for many days. If she hadn't been too busy, she might have flown over last night.

Dutch Potato's shooting skill was getting better and better. Wang Yan was very satisfied.

"Hey brother, you're good. Do you want to join a photography club? In the future, I'll find you a job that specializes in photographing beauties."

Dutch Potato was also a coquettish person. He conquered a lady without making a sound during his last visit to a bar. And he walked with his hands on his hips when he returned to school on the next day.

When he heard that he may take the pictures of beautiful women, Dutch Potato's eyes lit up. "Brother, what kind of job?"

"Just as a cameraman. Not really taking photos but mainly shooting live broadcasts and videos. Are you interested?"

"Yea! I like it!"

"Alright, then train hard. When my studio in Xingcheng opens, I'll find you an internship opportunity."

Wang Yan wasn't just casually offering it but he really had the intention.

He would definitely open studios in Beijing and Shanghai with Shanghai acted as his headquarters for sure. Beijing would be the bridgehead radiating to the north.

Studio in Beijing would not need to be too big as it would not take on any complicated management functions. It would be a shelter for the girls working in Beijing.

With the same thinking, the central and western regions should also build a bridgehead.

There was no need to choose at all. Xingcheng would be the best choice.

Moreover, Wang Yan had a big killer weapon in his hands -- the list of beauties in Xingcheng.

It would be a bit of a waste if he didn't use it.

Of course, Wang Yan would definitely not do something that was too hard. If something bad took place, he might have to do something to solve the problem.

While standing in the resting area and sending San Wan videos, all three groups finished the 100-meter second round.

After the referee had counted the result, he announced it to everyone.

Group A, Wang Yan, 10.59 seconds, first in Group A.

Group A, Tang Chao, 11.07 seconds, second in Group A.

Group B, Gao Hu, 10.88 seconds, fourth in Group B.

...

When he heard fourth, Wang Yan suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Sure enough, what happened next was terrifying.

Group B, Li Dahe, 10.79 seconds, third in Group B.

Group B, Hu Weidong, 10.58 seconds, second in Group B.

Group B, Wang Yi, 10.50 seconds. Group B, first.

...

What the heck!

What monster group?!

In the absence of athlete from the School of Physical Education, four little monsters jumped out of Group B and ran into 11 seconds. Moreover, Wang Yi's result was infinitely close to top notch player!

The students in Economics Class 1 were dumbstruck by the boys in Group B. They almost doubted their lives.

F*ck! During training, everyone thought that they could win 100m steadily, and they had a chance to fight for the top three in the 100m relay race. In the end, what was going on?

Were they filming Crouching Tigers and Hidden Dragons?!

Everyone surrounded Wang Yan in the middle and began to whisper.

"Big brother, it was less than 0.1 seconds. Can it be done?"

"That brother is a little strong..."

"I don't think there's a problem. Brother Wang's best result is faster than that kid's!"

"You can't put it that way. The training is timed manually, so the error is relatively big. It is considered fair by comparing current result."

"What the heck? Where did those two brothers come from?"

"Wait here. I'll go and ask around!"

Everyone was chattering, and they all seemed very nervous.

Wang Yan had a serious expression on his face.

The difference between 10.50 and 10.59 seemed to be less than 0.1 seconds, but it was not that easy to cross in reality.

In the last sports games, the best domestic player only had a score of 10.43. It was easy to imagine how difficult it was to run to 10.5 seconds.

Wang Yan barely made it to 10.5 seconds by relying on his all-attribute equilibrium. Compared to Wang Yi's ability to break through to 10.4 at any time, the difference might be 3 points of explosive force and 3 points of agility.

It wasn't easy...

Hu Liang, who had been asking around for news, came back very quickly. His forehead was covered in sweat.

"Brother Wang, that Hu Weidong is a freshman in the School of Fine Arts. He's the substitute point guard for the university's basketball team! Wang Yi is a sophomore in the School of Education. He was admitted as a special student in sports. I don't know why he didn't get into the School of Physical Educations!"

"Alright, I got it."

Wang Yan nodded and didn't say anything else.

Although there were only two days left, the difference in strength wasn't irreparable.

Even if he really didn't have a chance to win, he still had to do his best.

Winning or losing was a matter of ability, and whether to fight or not was a matter of attitude.

Wang Yan gazed deeply at Hu Weidong and imprinted his skinny and dark figure. Then he turned his head to look at Wang Yi, and their gazes met.

Wang Yi was a very strong and tall boy with a height of around 185 centimeters and slender limbs.

When his gaze met Wang Yan's, he raised his chin and curled his lips, showing a hint of disdain.

Wang Yan frowned and turned around to call for everyone to retreat.

"Let's go and eat. Everyone, don't think too much. Let's play well in the afternoon's competition!"

The group of people rushed to the cafeteria, still discussing non-stop on the way.

Wang Yan couldn't be bothered to listen and chatted with San Wan.

In the end, San Wan also asked, "How is it? How are you ranked in the preliminaries? Are you confident of winning?"

Young Master Wang disdained to lie and told the truth, "I'm only ranked third in the preliminaries. There are two opponents who are very strong. I can only try my best, but the result is hard to say."

"It's okay, just try your best."

Liu Li immediately offered her comfort. Her voice was soft, like a feather scratching one's heart.

"I don't have much confidence when I perform the dance every time. There are too many awesome people, so I can only try my best without thinking the outcome. Just treat it as enjoyment. When the world doesn't revolve around you, you can also be beautiful alone."

Wang Yan was touched.

"No one is as beautiful as you. Be a good girl and wait for me. I'll accompany you after I'm done with the company and the competition!"

"Hehe, I don't want you to accompany me! You're always thinking of bad things!"

"I have good things! Do you want to see them?"

"Crawl away, crawl away. Hurry up and eat your food!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yan's mood became very good.

San Wan was different from others in that she could always make Wang Yan feel warm and comfortable. It had nothing to do with her appearance or figure.

Love you!

...

In the afternoon, it was the men's 1500-meter, women's 3000-meter, shot put, tug-of-war, and men's 5000-meter preliminaries.

There was no hope for men's shot put. The little fatty, Hu Liang, looked like a ball and he couldn't even throw a shot as far as Jin Ling.

Jin Ling was the top tonnage in the class, and she was a girl.

She threw a shot put 14 meters, which was terrifying.

As for tug-of-war, Economics Class 1 was instantly killed.

The oponents were 15 boys and 15 girls while Economics Class 1 had 10 boys and 20 girls. They were directly dragged and ran.

Xu Tianci and Atomic Bomb wanted to take lead, but unfortunately no one followed.

The girls all disliked their behavior of running away at the last minute, not to mention the boys.

In the 1500 meters and 5000 meters, Dutch Potato fought hard to get the qualification for the finals.

The women's 3000 meters was a give-up as the girls in Economics Class 1 couldn't run that long.

Yi Dashuai stood a chance for 400 meters and 800 meters.

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The first day of the race passed just like that. Overall, there was no shock.

The interesting moment would be on Sunday.

After a good night's sleep, it was a sunny day on Saturday.

Wang Yan had two races this morning, the 100-meter and 400-meter relays.

Unfortunately, he could only participate in the 100m relay and gave up on the 400m relay.

He had to be clear what was the most important.

Therefore, Wang Yan booked a flight at 10:30 am on Saturday after careful consideration.

As long as the flight was delayed too much, it would not be a problem.

Any earlier departure would affect the 4 × 100m relay race. Everyone had trained hard for so long and were working hard together. No matter what, they had to try their best to compete.

The relay race was very troublesome, so there was no semi-finals. One match would decide the winner and the top eight would be determined.

Economics Class 1 was in Group C and the race started at 9 am.

Sichuan Boy was the first runner, Xiao Lei was the second runner, Wang Yihang was the third runner, and Wang Yan was the fourth runner.

The relay was different from the normal 100m race.

If four athletes ran the 100m race normally, and their time was 11 seconds each, the time would not be 44 seconds when they coordinated well and ran the 4 × 100 relay.

It was possible for them to reach the 40-second mark.

The main trick was to accelerate ahead of time.

What Wang Yan led everyone to practice was the tacit understanding of approaching and catching the baton.

At 9:05, everyone in Group C was in position. With a gunshot, Sichuan Boy rushed out.

The first runner was in third place. It was neither good nor bad.

The second runner was in fourth place. It was a little bad.

The third runner, Wang Yihang, tried his best to catch up to the first runner. Wang Yan took off early and picked up his speed in two seconds.

When he swung his arm back, his palm was smashed by a hard object. Wang Yan grabbed it with his back hand and did not waste any time. He continued to sprint.

His long legs spread open. It was as if a husky had loosened the rope and whimpered.

One, two... He crossed the line!

He easily took first place.

He didn't even have time to listen to the results after the race. He immediately went back to his dorm to change his clothes, carried his bag and went downstairs. He opened the door of the Panamera that was parked downstairs.

He drove to the female dorm and saw He Miaomiao waiting by the side of the road.

"Get in the car, hurry up!"

Young Master Wang got out of the car and helped her with her suitcase. He anxiously called out to her.

"Oh my God, it's only one day. Are you crazy? ! What did you bring? It's so heavy!"

"Clothes!"

Miss He replied in a bad mood.

"Oh!"

Wang Yan understood in seconds, grinning smirkly, "A full sets of OL uniform, isn't that right, little secretary?"

"Oh, stop it!"

He Miaomiao's pretty face turned red. She turned her head and looked out of the window.

"Hurry up and drive your car. Are we going to make it in time?"

"Are you looking down on me? I'm an experience driver!"

Wang Yan drove the Panamera out of the campus slowly. When they reached the main road, he finally stepped on the accelerator.

"Sit tight. Hold on tight. I'll take you flying!"

The young master had a skill that was rarely used.

[Motor vehicle driving skill (proficient)]

[Proficient motor vehicle driving skill]

[Experience driver is you. You're an experience driver]

Usually, Wang Yan drove steadily. At this moment, time was tight. The skills that he had developed from years of driving cars without stepping on the brakes finally came in handy.

He Miaomiao cried out as he stepped on the accelerator.

"Slow down, you slow down!"

The Panamera were unlike anything else. They neither fast not comfortable, excluding the 15 limited-edition.

Its 100 km acceleration only took 3.9 seconds. Its grip stability and turning flexible in the city highway were overlord level.

Stop thinking that the supercar could run fast in the city as the circuit mode were usually not activated and the highway mode paid more attention to the steering performance.

The real strength of the supercar lied in merging. With a right dodge, the rear car immediately decelerated to give way, did not dare to block the road.

This was the most amazing thing, providing not run into a taxi driven by a young man.

That would be awful.

Wang Yan's limited-edition Panamera was more expensive than many supercars. Those who knew cars would give way, so the journey was smooth.

When they reached the airport's VIP parking lot, there were still 15 minutes to the boarding time, so it was a breeze.

When they boarded the plane, He Miaomiao took the initiative to sit near the window in the first-class seats that were side by side.

"I'm dizzy. I need to look at the blue sky... Why were you driving so scary? You're quite a nouveau riche. Be careful in the future. It was so dangerous!"

Previously, she was afraid of distracting Wang Yan in the car, so she had been holding it in. Now that Wang Yan didn't have to pilot the plane, she immediately began to mumble.

"Roger that. I'll be careful next time."

Wang Yan didn't have any intention of being stubborn. He was very obedient.

The matter was already in the past. There was no point in arguing anymore. It was equivalent to setting a fire for nothing. Only a straight man would take the risk.

"Hmph!"

Miss He was very satisfied. She sat down obediently and did not continue to nag.

Wang Yan took out a copy of "Capital Globalization: A History of the International Monetary System" and read with gusto.

The author was Barry Eichengreen, a former adviser to the Asian Development Bank and a professor of Economics and Political Science at Berkeley.

The ADB and the AIIB were not the same thing. The ADB's attitude toward China was more toward repression. After all, the United States and Japan ranked first and second in voting rights, with a total of 30 percent plus shares, while China ranked third with only 5.45 percent.

Thus, there was the AIIB, which is the initiative of China.

But when it come to playing currency, it was clear that the ADB was more proficient.

Barry Eichengreen himself was extremely high-level, and "Capital Globalization" should be the only monograph in the academic community that reviewed the history of the formation and development of the international monetary system.

What was the significance?

In short, to understand the international monetary system and establish a complete framework, it was necessary to read.

Wang Yan was extremely interested in currency, where the money from the system come from, had always been the biggest doubt in Wang Yan's heart.

There were many questions related to this.

For example, what would the system's money do to the world's monetary system?

Would it bring benefits or disadvantages to the country?

How could he make the best use of the system's money?

In the future, could he contribute some strength to the country's currency difficulties?

Wang Yan did not usually think about such questions. But when he was studying, every bit of thinking would bring a great sense of fulfillment and happiness.

The young master was prepared to use three to four years to become a monetary and financial expert.

He was prepared to operate funds of more than one billion yuan.

Spending money was simple. One billion yuan was nothing more than a super boat.

But to spend one billion legally, there had to be a company that could earn one billion yuan first.

That was troublesome.

To be honest, three months ago, Wang Yan really did not think that being a tycoon would be so troublesome.

But as his horizons widened, Wang Yan gradually understood that a capital flow of more than 100 million yuan was a hurricane. Wherever it swept, it would affect a large area.

It was impossible not to spend it in one's hands. The bank would loan it.

It wasn't using your money, but in fact, it was still the basis for the loan you provided.

So, he still had to continue learning.

When he knew his place, he would be considered a god-level tycoon by then.

Reading happily, He miaomiao fell asleep and her head tilted to Wang Yan's side. She was sleeping very peacefully.

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