When Wang Yan walked out, the onlookers who were stuck in the hallway swept together to make way.

Half of them watched with strange eyes, and the other half greeted enthusiastically.

"Car God", "Wang Shao", "Big Brother" and so on.

The dog is a name from the black tiger. It sounds more powerful than Wang Shao. It seems to have a mysterious power and is the most popular.

Wang Yan didn't care. He nodded when he shouted and smiled.

After finally stepping out of the crowd, Zhou Jianwu couldn't hold back the excitement and dragged a text: "Brother, the world is known in one fell swoop!"

"Relevant!" Xia Yu thumbs up.

Slightly bragging and beating the suspicion of shit, but basically the truth.

In the rooms and corridors, there are a total of two hundred generations of Fulai. There are everywhere in the south and the sea. I watched Wang Dashao pretend to beep all the way, and Zhao Zilong went in and out like a movie.

Not famous?

Sure!

These people do not recognize each other, but they all treat Wang Yan as a fairy, and go back and pass it again. Who dares to say that my dog ​​is not a top young man?

Don't look at their canned salted fish squeezed in the corridor, as if they are not worth mentioning. In fact, most of them are not worse than Jianwu.

Everyone has a super run, and it's like making a lot of 200 or 300 million bets, all of them are big and small.

With their recognition and respect, Wang Yan's reputation is stable.

The convenience that a good reputation can bring, who knows who will play.

"Go for a walk, go for a meal, Myst tonight, I will treat you!"

"Midnight stay is mine!"

"Tomorrow get a yacht out to sea, let's drive a big party!"

When I went out of the tower, there were no more idlers around, and my brothers could not control their emotions.

Today, Wang Yan made a lot of money, and they all satiated with soup.

The remaining 7 total bets are about 278 million. Wang Yan’s total bet is 309 million. After deducting the pumping, the net profit is about 850,000 for every 1 million bets.

Wang Yan earned a total of 102 million oceans. For some indescribable reasons, this money will become 80 million after 5 days. Biu's account will appear in the account of Jinyan Investment.

20% of the accidental income tax, I will not pay less by Wang Zhengpai!

Black Tiger and Brother Xu earned about 30 to 40 million yuan. It sounds like there are not many, but there are actually many.

At the beginning, they earned less, but Bai picked it up with only two words-happy.

Seeing Miss Sister's eyes curled up, Wang Yan remembered another thing: "918 transfer to me, turn back to you 2000."

First new, click, click, eyes: "I didn’t buy that much..."

"More bonuses."

Liu Ye came together, not funny: "Hey, what kind of award?"

Xia Yu followed to die: "Brother, to say hard, we are also very hard. Isn't it good to be so good?"

Daoshan calmly glanced at the past and sneered: "The prize is beautiful. Who cares whether you suffer or not?"

"by!"

In a word, it was all exploded, and at the beginning, Xinmei was bounced with her small hands.

"Please be yourself!"

A group of lords howled that nasty, Wang Yan took his ears and sighed suddenly.

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

Ok? !

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and suddenly they went crazy.

"Who is a friend with you?!" Liu Ye was very angry and distressed, "You are clearly my father!"

"Brother, Wang brother, dear brother!"

"You are cheaper than my dad!"

"Don't make trouble! Hey, you wordy, my name is Wang Jianwu, isn't it good?"

"Good for you!"

"Master Wang, do you see how many girls will be in bed tonight? Ouch... who kicks me?"

Chu Xin shook his face and squinted his eyes: "I will punish you for my brother's insults against him, do you have an opinion?"

Wang Yan: Don’t, insult me!

...

Until the car park, Zhou Jianwu looked at the empty track and suddenly appeared an ambition.

"Brother, the occasion is wrong today, and I couldn't give you a cheering award ceremony, but I believe that with your strength, sooner or later you will be on the real championship podium and enjoy everything you deserve!

"Yes, the GT race won!"

Everyone cheered immediately.

Wang Yan keeps laughing in his heart: Do you really think I will compete?

Stop it!

Rich and powerful, how good is it to be a legend in the amateur group, so why bother with your career?

It's too late to be low-key!

Today's game is a special case. No publicity, no video, no interview, no photo. Even so, Wang Yan still wears a helmet until he goes upstairs.

Just don't want to appear in the public's field of vision.

How could it be possible to participate in GT events in person?

Of course, the team is to be built, which has many advantages.

As for the trouble...Just throw it to Jianwu Hu brother and they will toss and go!

Although winning money and winning championships is very cool, Wang Yan didn't float, still very sober-racing is not enough to become a career.

Playing to the top is the kind of Schumacher, making big money, making a big name, that's all.

So there is no need to be too careful, build a club, stand up, and it's enough.

"It’s just a party today, don’t think about anything else. Starting tomorrow, a total charter will come out. Let’s get the club done first, and then think about the competition."

Wang Yan's words are very old-fashioned, no one has any opinions, get on the car one by one, ready to go to the waves.

When I was out of the park, I happened to encounter a train team. The leading Xu brother gave a little, and then ran each thing.

Wang Yan opened the G65 and pulled the first new, casually asked: "Who is that?"

The younger sister recognized for a while, not sure: "Should it be Mr. Tang? There are too many phantoms in Modu. I can't see the license plate."

"Mr. Tang? Tell me about it."

In the end, Wang Yan was born in a grass root. He didn't know enough about the upper class and was very interested in hearing a strange name.

It's different at the beginning. Although it doesn't pay attention to business matters, it's very interesting and familiar with top-level circles.

The sound of popular science made Wang Yan open his eyes.

Liu Zuotang Chen who came today is another level of the top two generations.

Not much to play outside, take over the family business early, and his own reputation is far less than Wang Yin Jiangfu, but the resources and personal abilities he holds are all hanging out.

Roughly speaking, it is the difference between the second-generation dude and the second-generation elite.

Just to classify, Chu Xin and her three girlfriends are atypical second-generation dudes.

"Yo, there are so many gods in today's game?"

Wang Yan was both surprised and sorry.

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

It's not to pull the relationship, but to feel the gap. There must be many things worth learning for this group of people.

"There must be a chance in the future."

Chuxin tilted his head and glanced at Wang Yan, but he couldn't help laughing.

"You are the youngest generation of the youngest generation, Wang Dashao, which has already been registered in the hearts of many people. The 90 generation is the largest 26-year-old, no one is stronger than you.

Wang Dashao's face turned black: "I'm an egg, okay?"

"Box Box Box Box..."

Chuxin smiled into a big goose on the spot.

But don't blame her, Wang Yancai 20 actually had to pretend to be tender, which is quite shameless...

The next thing was a crazy play, a lot of people came, spending more than 1.8 million on various activities in one night, useless Wang Yanguan, all rushed to pay.

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

No girls ≠ no girls, flight attendants, tender models, art school students, there are special helpers to draw for the young and old, the beauty is enough.

Wang Dashao is very curious-really just curious, just want to see the excitement-but wood is too time.

Less than three and a half hours after sleeping, I got up and rushed to the early flight back to Star City.

There is a big thing that can't be delayed.

Final exam.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Yan has been outside for two months. The first semester of freshman is about to end. The exam is the winter vacation.

Actually, the grade is not important, but the mother-in-law's chatter can't be bothered, so I have to go back.

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

It was less than 9 o'clock when getting off the plane. The ICBC card service came to pick up the plane.

Now that Wang Yan has no car in Star City, Parame rides under Chu Xin's bottom.

However, a cloud arrow shot out, 20 banks rushed to pick it up, but it was okay.

Considering that there is too little time to stay in Star City, there is really no need to buy a new car, and most of them decisively killed the Porsche 4S store.

Seeing Wang Yan, Miss Wang Yan almost missed.

"It must not have come to see me, why are you here?"

"Just to see you."

Wang Dashao was decisive and bullshit, watching the girl's face full of joy, and then added the sentence: "By the way, brush a car."

"I knew it!"

Wang Yan rolled his eyes, but he was not very angry: "Punish you for dinner at night!"

"I cook in person!"

The young man solemnly expressed his expression, and his expression was very serious, but unfortunately, the younger sister was not stupid and came out.

"You don't learn well at a young age, just play rogue terrier!"

Dasha really injustice: "I don't have it, I'm not, don't mess around!"

Okay, don't let it write anyway, keep your heart open.

Twenty minutes of flirting, two minutes of buying a car, and a top cayenne.

Huh?

Okay, there is no need to buy a new car?

Expansion Wang: "A Cayenne also deserves a car?!"

When blowing the beep, Wang Yanman had only 3 million in his pocket, and he just spent 300 million on the posture, and there was no one left.

Drive in the new car and head straight to the fruit shop.

After sweeping the three fruit shops, I picked out a batch of boutiques with a score of about 90 points, carefully placed on the back seat and returned to school.

When I went to the bedroom, I pushed the door, and there was a hot pot smell.

"Lying trough!"

"Brother, you are finally back!"

"Woo, oh, brother, in the days without you, we can't beat Ruyu..."

"It's not that, you are not here, boss, we are not fragrant to eat!"

The five sand sculptures were surrounded by an electric rice cooker, where the mutton was sloppy and oily, and the small life was beautiful, obviously not as miserable as it was.

"Get out!"

Wang Yan disliked the jade and the squirrel, and stepped to the table in two steps: "Chopsticks!"

Dutch beans presented a pair of wooden chopsticks stolen from the canteen, and contributed the Ruyu bowl.

"Don't, I'm afraid of poison."

The young man relentlessly refused, Ruyu was fortunate and blue-skinned, and the corners of her mouth were straight.

Shabu-shabu in the bedroom and drink a little beer is the greatest joy in life.

But Wang Yan waited for a long time with his eyelids dry, and did not mumble when he waited for the water.

"What's going on?"

"Brother, the six grandfathers are guarding a pot. It's not an induction cooker. It's a rice cooker. It's strange that the water can be turned on..."

"Just eat it like this, the meat is cooked."

Halo, this rough, pig food?

Wang Dashao resolutely put down his chopsticks: "No, I am an elegant man with a refined pursuit of life!"

Ten minutes later, Wu Shadiao looked at the empty meat box, and his eyelids protruded straight.

"Bitch!"

Wang Yan dangled his toothpick and waved indifferently: "Ba Zhi."

Chuanwa, Douer, squirrel, and little uncle, without a word, put up Ruyu and ride on the ladder-bedroom capital punishment, Aruba.

Listening to the familiar and strange screams, most of them felt comfortable.

"Brothers, how are you doing?"

The chat time is basically a complaint conference.

Speaking of evil, it is obviously a normal school, there are fewer wolves and more meat, the other boys are all night and night, but Wusha carving can't find the object.

Uncle Song Chen is of high standards and strict requirements, and it is excusable.

The remaining four, all special baboons.

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

Listening to Ruyu's cry, Dao suddenly felt a little guilty.

The bladder was clear, and Wang Yan knew what was going on.

You guys, mix with me every day, your vision is too high, but there is no corresponding handsome and talent...

I am used to learning from me to engage in sarcastic operations. If I say so, I will sing and spit, so I have a little girl, can I have a girl?

"Woman, you succeeded in arousing my interest."

What is it worth saying?

what? !

Wang Shouzhong, do you have a B number!

This year's student belt was crooked and not saved. Most of them felt deeply guilty for this.

So, a big wave of his hand: "What is good with the object? At night, the White Swan Hotel walked up, and brother wants you to learn how to be teased by your sister!"

The four sand sculptures began to cheer, and the uncle's handsome face was scared.

Brother, you have defeated us, okay? !

Wang Yan is a typical man in charge of killing and burying, after setting fire, he picks up the fruit and goes to find Miaomiao.

The phone was connected as soon as I called it, but Miss He didn't know it.

"Hello? Which one?"

"Wrong, Your Royal Highness, I'm Xiao Wang from the east of the village guarding the orchard! You have no meal?"

With Wang Yan's skill, using voice to convey emotions is hand-held.

As soon as He Miaomiao heard that sentence, a dog with a tongue and a tail wagging appeared in front of him, carrying a fruit gift box in the dog leg...

Cough, cough!

With a strong smile, she could not stop coughing. She stretched her arms and asked indifferently, "Is something wrong?"

"It's a little thing to ask for advice... Look, can you tell me in person?"

"Okay...can't it? I need to think about it again."

She almost blurted out, and was stopped by Ao Jiao.

You two dead dogs, walked for two months, did not think to take the initiative to come back to see me.

Now, as soon as you speak, I will go down?

Then I have no face!

Wang Yan knew what was going on, and he smiled: "His Royal Highness Princess! Then I put the fruit in the guard room, you remember to come and get it."

"it is good!"

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

"Hey, what have you done in recent days? Is it fun to train? Is there anything interesting..."

As soon as she was in a good mood, she began to pull Wang Yan to chat again and again.

Hang up the phone?

No!

Wang Yan was able to touch her thoroughly, and she coaxed her in a few words.

Of course, it will still take time to completely restore the previous relationship, but it is not as difficult as outsiders imagine.

Licking the dog?

Is it licking about high EQ routines?

I can’t understand the first sentence of licking a dog!

My dog ​​brother was on the phone while zizizi walked to the classroom. He didn't bring any pens.

My performance is like floating clouds, but posture is the most important.

In 30 minutes, you can easily fill in the blanks and start writing a thesis.

Q: Why is the marginal revenue of a monopolist less than the price of its goods? Can the marginal return become negative? explain the reason.

In fact, Wang Yan knew the standard answer, but when he was happy, he decided to play freely.

Anyway, the score is enough, why copy the pile of fart in the textbook.

answer:

[There is no absolute monopolist in the free market, there is an effective substitute for any commodity, so the demand curve is not a simple straight line.

In the current market model, a certain enterprise forms a monopoly, which means that no one can provide the same service or goods at a lower cost.

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

Because the price is on the limit, the marginal return at this moment is equal to the price of the item, and the problem is wrong.

also:

The real monopoly is to bring violence into the process of competition and cover up plundering with earning.

All strong monopolies are formed by violence, so they are not limited to simple demand curves.

For example, for tobacco, although e-cigarettes are used as substitutes, in the process of expanding production and keeping the price of cigarettes unchanged, most smokers cannot switch to substitutes, so the marginal benefit is greater than the price of goods.

Another example is another classic product of strong monopoly, currency. In any liquidity disaster caused by idling, the cost of acquiring currency is higher than the original price.

From the above judgment, we can see that there is no standard monopoly in textbooks in reality.

Rather than a standard monopoly, whether it stems from scarcity or violence ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ can always use various means to ensure the maximum benefit.

……】

After finishing the dissertation, Wang Yan changed a piece of cursive paper and continued to sort out the ideas that he did not want to be seen by outsiders.

Therefore, if I obtain a monopolistic resource, I should—

First, according to output, artificially create a higher level of monopoly.

Simple example: Purify spring water.

Suppose that 1 million bottles can be produced each year for the top 1,000 wealthy families in the world.

Then, it is forcibly reduced to 100,000 bottles and only supplies the top 100 rich families.

The rest... There are always ways to consume bathing, watering vegetables, and growing rice.

10 times the price?

NONONO, from 50 times.

Second, expand product lines and develop added value.

Bathing, watering vegetables, and growing rice all count.

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

The strongest reduction is that it is not sold outside, only for VIPs who are recuperating in the manor.

By then, the whole service was sold.

Third, invest half of the profits in self-insurance instead of expanding the scale.

I can't write it, just a little.

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

...

Click to write, to turn inspiration into a solid strategy. In the second half of the exam, Wang Dashao was so busy that it was a fulfillment.

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

The young man was content with his feet and was comfortable with a lazy waist.

Gam Gam Gam!

There was a "ding" in the middle.

Huh?

Have a windfall? !

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