Wang Heng held the hamster and came to the top floor of the dormitory.

There are six floors in the dormitory, and the seventh floor upwards is the rooftop. Walking out of the top stairwell, there is nothing in front of you, except for a few poles and clotheslines.

Wang Heng walked silently to the edge of the rooftop, leaning his elbow against the railing.

Hamster: "Do you want to throw me down?"

Wang Heng looked down at it and asked, "If you leave you behind, will you die?"

Hamster: "This body will definitely hang, but the administrator is immortal."

Wang Heng was a little sad: "I guess I know that throwing you down will not solve any problem... The administrator is immortal, but I am a mortal like me. People will die if they are killed."

The hamster chuckled softly, "Isn't this nonsense?"

Wang Heng held it in his left hand and pointed his right hand at his chest.

"I am an ordinary person, and I will die if I am slaughtered by a knife. Now the only ones who are in contact with my daily life are Pei Ningle and Lu Qi. But if you attract Han Yixuan, or even Ye Xun... it will be over. It's not okay if I deliberately don't show my favorability. I've seen it long ago that you can not only watch dramas, but also take the initiative to create plots!"

The more he spoke, the more sad and angry Wang Heng felt.

The hamster spread his hands: "But I also told you that if you are really in danger of your life, I will definitely remind you. And if you do it again, you are also prepared and will definitely not be so easily overturned. Why not try it?"

Wang Heng: "What to try?"

"Take the harem on your own initiative!" The hamster whispered, "You don't really have feelings for them, right? Otherwise, why would you lend a helping hand? Since that's the case, then take the initiative..."

"No!" Wang Heng interrupted very simply, "It's a bad thing to open the harem!"

The hamster stared at him, stunned for a few seconds, and sighed: "Is this a reform? But you, a scumbag who was hatched, are you really not convincing to say this..."

Wang Heng subconsciously pinched the hamster in his hand and said loudly: "That was the ignorant I used to be. Now I have learned a lesson, thought, and have a complete moral concept. Therefore, I will never open a harem!"

"You just talk, why do you pinch me!" The hamster twisted his body.

Wang Heng quickly relaxed the strength of his palm.

The hamster pointed at his back: "Did you see it?"

Wang Heng looked back, but found nothing.

Hamster: "The flag inserted behind you is standing so high, don't you see it?"

Wang Heng reacted and sneered: "Say I'll set up a flag... Forget it, just say whatever you want, I won't change my mind anyway. And you have to understand that not only do not want to open a harem, but I'm not interested in falling in love! What's wrong with doing? Do you have to let yourself fall into that sour and stinky quagmire?"

Hamster: "Human nature is very complicated..."

Wang Heng: "Haha, no matter how complicated others are, it's up to me? As long as you don't force me, it's definitely okay!"

The hamster shrugged and didn't say anything. But there was a clear smile in his small green bean-like eyes.

The next morning, a financial introduction course for freshmen in a step-by-step classroom at the University of Finance and Economics ended.

As the bell rang, the professor who was teaching turned off the courseware on the computer, packed up his things, and walked out of the classroom.

But before he could get to the elevator, he was stopped.

The one who blocked the road was a freshman girl who just sat in the first row in class. The professor had an impression that the girl was listening carefully throughout the whole process and seemed to have written a lot of notes, which made him feel a little relieved. Of course, the girl's appearance was also quite beautiful, which made the professor look at her more.

"Hello, professor, my name is Han Yixuan," the girl bowed a little, "I have a question I want to ask for advice."

"You tell me, what's the problem?"

"I want to know if our professional finance knowledge is of great help to investment?"

The problem was not within the expected scope, and the professor was stunned: "It is helpful to investment? Why, do you want to invest?"

Han Yixuan nodded.

The professor asked again: "Do you have a lot of assets in your family? Is there a lot of money waiting for you to take care of?"

Han Yixuan shook her head: "No, there is nothing special about my family, but I want to accumulate assets, rely on my own strength."

Professor: "Professional knowledge is certainly helpful, but it just helps you understand where the threshold is."

Han Yixuan: "Can't you get rich quickly?"

The professor looked at the girl, but after a few seconds, he sighed.

He opened the textbook and found a page with illustrations. He pointed to the gray-haired old man in the illustration and said, "Bafort, this person doesn't need to be introduced, right? Tell me, what is his investment strategy?"

Han Yixuan had already previewed the chapter on securities investment and answered: "His strategy is value investment. It means to identify good companies with potential and hold shares for a long time, such as Coca-Co.,"

The professor interrupted, "Well, but do you know his family background?"

Han Yixuan shook her head blankly.

The professor smiled and said, "The book will only tell you that Bavert has been a business man since he was a child and went to visit the stock exchange at the age of 8. But the book will not tell you that the person who took him to visit the exchange was his father and a member of Congress. And the person who received their father and son was a member of the Goldman Sachs board of directors at that time. Their family began to make a fortune since the 19th century and has never been poor."

Han Yixuan couldn't help asking: "So, the reason why he became an investment myth is because his family is well-off?"

Professor: "There are many people in the world who have a good family background, but how many Baverts are? The family background is the starting line, and he can run farther than everyone. Of course, it is his ability. But you also have to think about why he is so well-informed in the capital market? How much start-up capital is there? And even so, he only has an annualized rate of 20 points a year. What about ordinary people?"

Han Yixuan couldn't help but ask: "Then what are the advantages we have in finance?"

"Advantage? Are you talking about the advantages of getting rich?" The professor frowned, "This is just an undergraduate major. Those who ask you to learn knowledge will not give you money directly, or tell you the secrets for getting rich. To make money, you must go to the market to struggle, and this possibility is not great."

The girl was still a little unwilling to give up: "But there should be some special advantages, right?"

The professor thought about it and decided to use the most intuitive example to illustrate the problem.

He pointed to the watch he wore on his left wrist: "This watch costs more than 2,000 yuan. Why don't it be a few hundred thousand yuan?"

Then he took out the car keys in his trouser pocket: "This car is more than 300,000 yuan. Why is it not Maserati?"

Han Yixuan understood everything, and her eyes suddenly dimmed: "Because you can't..."

The sun shines in from the window and is imprinted on the professor.

He touched the slightly reflective top of his head, with a vicissitudes of life: "My own money is not blown by the wind, investment is just a play. Do you understand? The financial market is very complicated, really complicated."
Chapter completed!