Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

Chapter 175

Two years later, Zhao Wanxue was selected for the Forbes 2016 China Charity List. The following year, Zhao Wanxue ranked 23rd in the “Forbes China 400 Rich List” with a wealth of 59.37 billion yuan.

At the end of 2017, Zhao Wanxue established the Zhengao Group, with Zhengao Group Co., Ltd. as the parent company, and seven companies including live streaming, watching short videos, Zhongzhou Entertainment, and Quantong Express as subsidiaries. Zhao Wanxue holds 48% of the shares as the company’s chairman and president, and Ding Shien holds 4% as the chairman of the board of supervisors. The total number of other collaterals also accounts for 10% of the Zhengao Group. Three shares.

This is what Zhao Wanxue is smart about.

Even without Meng Zezhi in the future, under the **** of interests, these families will definitely be willing to continue to support her.

After all, as a businessman, she most understands the reason that eggs should not be put in a basket.

In September, Beijing University opened.

Meng Zezhi leaned on the door frame, his eyes fell on Ye Wenxu’s apron waist, holding a fist-sized peach in his hand, gnawing at once.

As if thinking of something, he asked: “By the way, are you planning to study in graduate school?”

Ye Wenxu took the salt box and added two spoons of salt to the pot. He paused: “Don’t read it.”

As early as the summer vacation, the counselor and mentor had called him to discuss with him about the research, but he refused.

“Huh?” Meng Zezhi’s gaze shifted downward.

This doesn’t quite fit Ye Wenxu’s character. Isn’t he the favorite to run to the library on weekdays?

“Our major is fine or not to graduate.”

After all, it’s an undergraduate from the highest institution, and he has not rarely traveled to the library in the past three years. He has also worked in several project teams with the seniors and seniors. He has the knowledge and experience, so he doesn’t want to delay another three years. .

Ye Wenxu said softly: “Besides, if you are in graduate school, you will be very busy.”

He met a postgraduate senior when he was in the project team. The mentor was a big man in the industry. He had a lot of projects. The students were busy with their feet. It was common to rush to work until three or four in the morning. The work and rest were chaotic, and he even dated his boyfriend. There was no time for him, and then the other party cheated.

He cried like a dog, Ye Wenxu still remembers to this day, he couldn’t help but lay things on himself and Meng Zezhi, and the more he thought about it, the more disturbed he became.

The school requires students to stay on campus uniformly, and the dormitory checks the bed every day. He only has time to spend time with Meng Zezhi on Saturdays and Sundays. If he meets Meng Zezhi and travels far away, it is possible to see Meng Zezhi for ten days and a half months.

If this is to study for another three years, he is worried that he will follow in the footsteps of seniors.

The main reason is that the status gap between him and Meng Zezhi is too great. No matter how good Meng Zezhi is to him, he cannot prevent him from taking preventive measures.

Where Ye Wenxu’s **** is tilted, Meng Zezhi knew what he was thinking. He threw the peach pits into the trash can at his feet, stepped forward and hugged the man’s waist, with a certain tone: “So like me.”

Anyway, it’s an old man, Ye Wenxu’s ears are flushed, and he is very frank: “Yeah.”

Meng Zezhi loved his serious and shy appearance. His heart was slightly warm and his heart moved at will. He raised his gun to Ye Wenxu’s waist, without shame: “I just went to the supermarket to buy vegetables and found that the manufacturer developed it. I bought two boxes of Coke-flavored plastic wrap. Would you like to try it?”

Ye Wenxu’s breathing was short, his hands hurriedly said: “Don’t… asshole… uh…”

Meng Zezhi blocked his mouth, and the exhaust sound of the range hood covered the sound of Xixi Suosuo.

When all the bullets in the magazine hit the bullseye, there was only a thin bottom of the fish soup in the pot.

Meng Zezhi skillfully turned on the faucet and took two large bowls of water and poured it in. After boiling it on high heat for a while, it was another pot of sweet and delicious fish soup.

Not long after school started, it was the autumn recruitment. Ye Wenxu successfully got the offer from Guohua with a monthly salary of 26k. Guohua is one of the top ten domestic Internet technology companies.

Zhao Wanxue has made a new boyfriend, the mediator of the president of Beijing University. The man is an associate professor at Jingcheng University. He is a returning overseas Chinese with average family background and average length. He wears a pair of gold-wired glasses and looks elegant, but he is better at being open-minded and gentle in personality.

When the two got married, Meng Zezhi also took the time to attend their wedding.

After watching the video sent back by Meng Zezhi, Chu Huihua wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, put the photos in his hands back into the box, and then stuffed the box into the bottom layer of the bookcase.

After doing this, she got up and opened the curtains, and on the lawn downstairs, Jiang Hong lay on the ground first, and the two children rode on him, laughing constantly.

Zheng Yi and Wu Bailing also broke off. After learning about Zhao Wanxue’s marriage, Zheng Yi was drunk. After waking up from the wine, with Mrs. Zheng’s matchmaking, he picked a woman who was close to each other for marriage.

The days are still going on, no one can live without who leaves.

Two years later, Ye Wenxu’s monthly salary rose to 40K. He declined the company’s retention and returned to Dongxian to open a studio with his savings over the years.

Because Grandpa Ye is getting older, Ye Wenxu wants to accompany him more.

In 2014, Wang Zhibin, with his dreams in mind, abandoned his promising live broadcast career and joined the professional team. But his career as a professional player is not smooth. He has sat on a cold bench, won the national third place, played five consecutive defeats, and also survived rotten eggs.

In 2018, frustrated, Wang Zhibin retired from the professional team and returned to watch the live broadcast. After two years of unremitting efforts, I finally got a foothold in watching the live broadcast again.

Today, Wang Zhibin has bought a house in the city. He also has an Internet cafe, a Taobao snack shop and a hot pot restaurant under his name. Together with the money he usually earns from live broadcasting and receiving advertisements, his annual income exceeds 8 million.

The fourth eldest stayed in the army. In 2014, he was admitted to the military academy. Now he is a second lieutenant platoon commander and his future is bright.

The third child entered the cooking class. After he was discharged from the army, he took tens of thousands of yuan in retirement pay and borrowed some money from Wang Zhibin to open a restaurant in the county town. Because of his good craftsmanship, his business was not bad.

After the fifth and sixth were demobilized, they jointly opened a gym. Although they could not make a lot of money, it was not a problem to feed the family.

Ye Wenxu’s studio grew bigger and bigger, and later he set up his own company. In 2024, the company successfully listed in Hushi.

The next year, Grandpa Ye was gone.

Meng Zezhi helped Ye Wenxu take care of the funeral of the old man.

When the coffin was placed in the grave, Ye Wenxu threw into Meng Zezhi’s arms and cried bitterly.

“I will only have you from now on.”

“Yeah.” Meng Zezhi replied in a deep voice, taking a cigarette out of his pocket and stuffing it into his mouth.

Then Jiang Hongxian, Chu Huihua… Zhao Wanxue, Ye Wenxu.

Meng Zezhi reached out and closed the door of the room, took off his shoes and went to bed.

He touched Ye Wenxu’s sparse white hair for a while, and suddenly said, “I’m about to meet the conditions for turning right.”

Ye Wenxu opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were not suitable for his age.

Meng Zezhi leaned over and dropped a kiss on his forehead, then fixedly looked at him, and said, “I want to see you, the real you.”

“Okay.” Ye Wenxu said softly with a gleam in his eyes.

…

“Congratulations, host, successfully completed the task.” The system said.

Meng Zezhi opened his eyes, lay on the bed, and wiped his old face with his hand.

“System, check the task settlement.”

“Yes.”

With that said, a transparent display screen appeared in front of Meng Zezhi’s eyes.

14462 Small World Mission Settlement

Client: Jiang Qichen

Main mission 1: Filial piety to Chu Huihua and Jiang Hongxian (reward 4000 points for merit, the completion of the task depends on Jiang Qichen’s satisfaction)

Mission completion: 100%

Reward: 4000 merit points

Main task 2: Get ahead (the merit award 3000 points, the completion of the task depends on Jiang Qichen’s satisfaction)

Mission completion: 100%

Reward: 3000 points of merit

After the mission was completed, the host stayed in Small World No. 14462 for a total of forty-six years, deducting 920 merit points.

The host stayed in Small World No. 14462 for 50 years and used the Escape Art 43 times, deducting 215 merit points.

Additional rewards for the test division:

The host stayed in Small World No. 14462 for 20 years, surrendering or removing eight ghosts in total, and rewarded 1,600 merit points.

Save the lives of Liang Hong and others, and reward 65,000 points of merit.

Interfere with the small world progress of No. 14462, deduct 64,500 merit points.

Total: 7965 merit points.

Immediately afterwards, the display interface turned.

Name: Meng Zezhi

Age: 383 + 50

Charm value: 120 + 2

Soul strength: 1695

IQ: 290

Merit: 91960 + 7965

Skills: Physics (enter the room), mathematics (enter the room), chemistry (first look at the door), biology (enter the door), Daoshu (first look at the door), medicine (enter the room)

Achievements: No. 6323 Top Ten Outstanding Physicists in the Small World, No. 4762 Top Ten Famous Mathematicians in the Small World, No. 284, One Emperor of the Small World, No. 7528, Chinese World Salvation Land God (pseudo), No. 1530 Small World Chinese Medicine Master, 323 No. Small World Generation Mingjun

Meng Zezhi’s gaze fell on the merit column, smiled, and said, “System, go to the next task.”

“Ok.”

“Matching the mission world!”

“The world matches successfully!”

Volume 8 Rebirth Superstar