Chapter 390: Killing Stick [Thanks to the leader of Zhumengfanghua for the reward!]
Less than fifteen minutes after the Rock Group delegation left, the Bass Group delegation came...and left again.
Less than ten minutes after the Bass Group delegation left, the Tianlong Hi-Tech Group delegation also came...and left again.
Ren Zhong used "one day" to complete negotiations with seven of the nine leading companies except Mengdu Group and Yersun Group.
The negotiation process was very "pleasant" and everyone was happy with the outcome.
Ren Zhong successfully isolated the Mengdu Group in his own territory, and also gave some people who had originally pinned their hopes on anti-aging medicines a new and exclusive opportunity.
Everyone has selfish motives, and this cake is so delicious. After all, a longer life span means more possibilities.
Every interested party was satisfied with the outcome of the negotiations, except Hewitt Augustus.
After finishing all this, Ren Zhong returned to his villa and quietly deduced it in his mind.
He believes that if nothing unexpected happens, this operation can at least buy him and the Ren Group three years of stable development.
According to his estimate, he should be able to complete college studies and become an official census officer in three years at the latest.
During this period, it was difficult for him to devote himself to the cause of the Ren Group, which would inevitably have a huge impact on the Spark Army and the entire Ren Group.
Ren Zhongjun played an important role in the Starfire Army's previous siege, territory management, administrative management, and production technology capacity building. He was both the anchor of management and the strongest spear in the war.
This is also the purpose of the association forcibly transferring him from Yangsheng City to Yuanjing City. On the one hand, it can separate him from the group, and on the other hand, it allows him to focus more on the more important recovery plan.
In addition, Ren Zhong also knows very well that any "WeChat" communication between him and any member of the group will in turn be monitored by Shenzhen Xun Group.
However, those in power did not know that Ren Zhong had already prepared a "Mengwang" communication network that could be used for remote control. The association also did not know that the management system of the Ren Group seemed centralized, but everyone in the organization
His subjective initiative has already been mobilized to the extreme.
Not only was the association unable to stop Ren Zhong from managing its own power, it even led the wolf into the house, allowing him to seize the opportunity to break into the higher-level areas of the association and mix like a fish in water, further expanding his influence.
The reason is that flies don't bite seamless eggs.
When there was a "net" in the past, the association was not afraid of any small moves.
But now, Yuanxing society has become "people"-oriented, with leaks and loopholes everywhere.
Ren Zhong is not only a person who creates loopholes, but he is also extremely good at seizing and tearing them open.
One night passed, and at seven o'clock in the morning the next day, Ren Zhong went out early, got on the same shuttle with Zhou Ya who was waiting for him outside, and went straight to the Enumerator College.
Along the way, Zhou Ya first explained today's course schedule to Ren Zhong, and then said: "There is news from the Tanggu Group. Tang Youyun has fulfilled his promise, and Tang Xiangyun has been banned. Those relationships he has entrusted in the school, I want to
The bad things he did to you also stopped the car in time."
Ren Zhong hummed, without comment.
Zhou Ya asked doubtfully: "You don't seem very excited?"
Ren Zhong asked, "Don't you think that as long as someone wants to deal with me, they will definitely cause trouble to me?"
Zhou Ya: "Uh..."
Such damn confidence.
She actually wanted to remind Ren Zhong that even without Tang Xiangyun's trick, the Census Bureau College, as a relatively closed and independent small circle, already had a complete set of procedures for arranging new students.
This process is not very friendly, especially for people like Ren Zhong who come from a deserted background and do not have any family background among high-level citizens. I am afraid it will be even more severe.
Zhou Ya was not so worried about Ren Zhong suffering a loss. She was worried that Ren Zhong's temper would be too strong and cause a lot of chaos in the college.
However, now that the topic has reached this point and seeing his attitude, Zhou Ya knows that what she says is meaningless.
The two had only known each other for less than three days, so if they talked too much, their friendship would be superficial.
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More than ten minutes later, their shuttle stopped next to a large park filled with birdsong and flowers. Zhou Ya got out of the car and said, "Mr. Ren, I will take you here. The reception staff of the college are waiting for you inside."
Ren Zhong hummed, "Thank you."
Zhou Ya: "Your school time is at six o'clock in the evening. I will pick you up on time then."
The corner of Ren Zhong's mouth twitched, and he was speechless. He felt like he was being taken to and from school by his parents.
He shook his head, "No need, I have an appointment tonight."
Zhou Ya: "Who?"
Ren Zhong: "My old friend, Xiao Xingyue, assistant to Ying Hao, chairman of Yuanxing Military Industry, is there any problem?"
Zhou Ya: "No... no problem. Then, see you tomorrow."
"Well, see you tomorrow."
Saying goodbye to Zhou Ya, Ren Zhong turned around and walked towards the college gate made of white jade.
In his mind, he was recalling the scene in the old timeline when he and Xiao Xingyue talked about the "white paper civilization theory".
Yesterday's wheel negotiation was so tightly arranged that he didn't have time to talk about life with Xiao Xingyue. He had to make up for it today so that he could pull her onto the pirate ship again.
When he walked through the gate, two scanning lasers were illuminated from the left and right doorways and quickly scanned his face, indicating that he had passed the identity verification.
A young man in work clothes walked quickly from inside and said respectfully: "Welcome, Mr. Ren Zhong, I am your guide. I will assist you with the admission procedures, as well as complete the collection of study supplies and other matters."
Ren Zhong nodded politely and said, "Hello, thank you. By the way, what is your name?"
Seeing him being so polite, the young man was a little stunned.
Most of the people who can enter the College of Enumerators are rich or noble. These people have never looked at a guide like him, and they have never asked his name.
He was slightly caught off guard, and felt a little moved in his heart.
After calming down, the young man said in a more respectful tone: "My name is Zhuo Yihang."
Ren Zhong grinned, "Excellent Zhuo? Which Yi? Which Hang?"
"The wings of the flying winged beast, the flight of the airship."
Ren Zhong stretched out his hand and made a handshake, "Well, Zhuo Yihang, nice to meet you."
Zhuo Yihang on the opposite side did not extend his hand as well, but instead cautiously stepped back a little, "Mr. Ren, I cannot shake hands with you."
Ren Zhong took back his hand, "Why?"
"You are a sovereign citizen. Although I am also a fifth-level citizen, I am in name only. My family has gone bankrupt long ago. Now I am a permanent contract employee of Shenxun Education Group, just like a slave."
Hearing this, Ren Zhong laughed loudly, walked forward, grabbed the other person's shoulders, and said, "Hello, slave."
Zhuo Yihang, "Ah? Why?"
Ren Zhong pointed at himself again, "Don't you know, more than a year ago I was just a deserter, not as good as a slave like you. I would rather stay with slaves than deal with citizens. Okay, don't be formal.
, you are my first friend in this college. Lead the way and take me to register information."
After saying that, he pointed into the distance again.
In the next few hours, Zhuo Yihang led Ren Zhong through all the procedures in a daze and sent Ren Zhong outside the classroom door.
Before leaving, he remembered that there was something he had not explained clearly, so he pulled Ren Zhong aside and whispered: "Mr. Ren, be careful about your classmates."
Ren Zhongxin understood, "Yeah, I know, it's okay, you can go."
After the explanation, Ren Zhong entered the classroom again.
At this time, there were a total of nineteen people sitting here. Counting himself, there were exactly twenty people in one class.
At this moment, Ren Zhong vaguely seemed to have returned to the feeling he had when he first entered the training class of Liaoyuan Science Academy.
The only difference is that this time the classmates have a much bigger background.
But he doesn't care. Those who can become friends will become friends naturally. Those who should become enemies will use troops to cover up the water and earth.
He does not intend to compromise himself to please anyone, he only cares about whether he can graduate from this college as quickly as possible and enter the internship and inspection stage.
No self-introduction was needed. The moment his name was assigned to this class, the other nineteen people had already obtained some of his information from the information distribution system of the Academic Affairs Office.
Due to confidentiality regulations, these students do not know all the information about Ren Zhong.
In their eyes, Ren Zhong is a wealthy foreigner who has just become a citizen and has risen rapidly, and he is also a good mecha warrior.
Apart from this, they know nothing. They do not understand the relationship between responsibility and the recovery plan, nor do they understand that four of the nine leading companies have already become strategic partners of the Ren Group.
Zhongzhong's seat was arranged relatively far back, so he went to sit down on his own.
The woman in front of him turned her head, blinked, and said enthusiastically: "Your name is Ren Zhong, right? My name is Qin Xiang, nice to meet you."
Ren Zhong raised his head and looked at the woman.
I have to admit that perhaps the genes of senior citizens are highly optimized, or perhaps the woman named Qin Xiang has undergone some acquired modifications. This long-haired woman has bright eyebrows, bright teeth, slender cheeks, and exquisite facial features, and has a breathtaking beauty.
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If there was a comparison, Qin Xiang's appearance would rank second among all the people Ren Zhong knew, second only to Chen Hanyu who revealed his true appearance.
Seeing that he seemed to be looking at her in a daze, Qin Xiang felt secretly happy and stretched out her hand again, "Hello."
Ren Zhong: "Hello."
The two simply shook hands, and Ren Zhong felt that the skin on the other's hand was as delicate and smooth as gelatin.
When shaking hands, Qin Xiang playfully bent her fingers and quietly scratched his palm.
If it were someone with less concentration, I'm afraid that his soul would be taken away at this moment.
After letting go of his hand, Qin Xiang suddenly blushed and looked at him shyly, "I've heard that you are very powerful. You are indeed very powerful."
Ren Zhong: "Excuse me."
After saying that, Qin Xiang stepped back a little, put his head on Ren Zhong's table, stared at Ren Zhong with a pair of charming eyes from bottom to top, lowered his voice, and whispered: "I really want to know how strong you are.
The feeling of being pressed down by a warrior."
Ren Zhong smiled evilly, "I can try it another day. But, class is about to begin."
Qin Xiang hummed softly, sat upright again, and silently made an OK gesture with the hand hidden on her waist. At this angle, Ren Zhong couldn't see it, but others could see it.
Others understood it in their hearts and minds and just said it was done.
While Ren Zhong opened the tablet he had just received, he glanced at Qin Xiang and a few other sneaky people in front of him out of the corner of his eye.
He sighed secretly.
I had just had a life-or-death confrontation with the real power holders of various major groups at the negotiation table, and in the blink of an eye, I entered the school again and had to deal with these green-skinned students who had been pampered since childhood and had never experienced the dangers of the world. It was really a split.
After waiting for a while, when Ren Zhong was just beginning to preview the course called Introduction to the Psychology of Desolate People, a middle-aged man walked into the classroom.
When the man entered the door, he made eye contact with the two students sitting in the front row and gave each other hints.
In the end, Fang Renzhong rolled his eyes secretly.
If I guess correctly, this is another kind of flower work.
Boring, so boring.
But Ren Zhong thought again, maybe in the hearts of these people, the excitement of this kind of prank is more interesting than the blood dripping in the paradise of humanity?
As expected, the middle-aged teacher just announced the class and said: "Today there is a temporarily added test to verify your learning progress this month. This class is a closed-book test, and the test papers have been pushed to your computers. Once you open the test paper,
You cannot withdraw before submitting. Those who fail will be fined one million source star coins, and their grades will be included in the semester assessment."
As soon as the teacher said this, the other nineteen pairs of eyes all turned to focus on Ren Zhong.
Including the middle-aged teacher himself, a total of twenty people were paying close attention to the task at the same time.
But Ren Zhong did not raise his head at this time, but still just lowered his head and glanced at the textbook in front of him, and flicked through it at a very fast speed with his fingers, as if he was turning the pages.
The middle-aged teacher was stunned for a moment and shouted loudly: "Is it a heavy responsibility?"
Without raising his head, Ren Zhongzhong said, "I got it."
As he spoke, he was still turning the pages.
The middle-aged teacher was stunned for a moment, and looked at each other with the two colluded old students next to him. Their eyes were full of confusion.
According to their idea, Ren Zhong should question this matter, and then the two men will stand up and fight with guns and sticks, which can not only humiliate Ren Zhong, but also force him to rush to the shelves.
When it was almost over and Ren Zhong gave in, they pretended to intercede for him and avoided this disaster.
Then, the entire PUA process is completed.
Who knew that Ren Zhong would not follow the routine?
The middle-aged teacher thought for a while and said, "Okay, let's start now."
Time ticks by.
Before I knew it, an hour and thirty minutes passed.
Some people had already handed in their papers in advance and left the classroom to take a walk outside.
But Ren Zhong hadn't opened the test paper yet, he just looked at the book intently.
A few people who had handed in their papers outside stood in front of the window and stretched their necks to look at Ren Zhong.
One of them looked at his watch and said, "There are less than fifteen minutes left and he hasn't started yet? Is it possible that he plans to hand in a blank paper?"
At this moment, Ren Zhong finally swiped the screen and put on the brainwave loading device.
He started to answer the questions.
"What, fifteen minutes? Can he finish it?"
one of them muttered.
Another person next to him interrupted: "Wait a minute, look at his hands."
It turned out that at some point, Ren Zhong's right hand was raised and pointed at the window.
He was showing a big middle finger to the person looking at him outside.
Several people were confused and muttering to themselves.
"What does this gesture mean?"
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