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Eight hundred and fifty-five: the history of the Han family

The output held can't be played. On the other hand, the fox's equipment on Su Yue is better than Luqiao's. However, when fighting, it is not the positioning of the assassin, or it is difficult to jump quickly to the back row with the three people in the front row. Although the third-section r makes the fox very flexible, after being targeted, it can only serve as a support mid-lane in the front row to attract hatred and protect the back row.

After a wave of team battles, there was no support from the opposite C position. The small cannons on the road bridge were not very well equipped, but they could already beat the opponent in order.

When the road bridge is destroyed, the fox can only leave with the last section of r.

During the two team battles, the overwhelming advantage turned to the Luqiao side.

The ranking points were finally at Su Yue and 2060, while the Luqiao was 2071.

Su Yue looked at Lu Qiao: "Yes, but you can play a team now. Solo is still normal. What should I do if I change this? You are about 55 and 55. But you and Wu Zhongsheng are probably only 73. And you also told him to rob and rob, and you can't play tricks?"

Wang Ke smiled from the side: "Luqiao beat Wu Zhongsheng you mentioned. I think Luqiao opened 10-0."

Su Yue looked at Wang Ke: "The confidence you brought?"

Wang Ke smiled: "You guys who play the game have a rough understanding of this game. But I am a board transplanter and the height is here."

Wang Ke has one hand on his knee and the other hand on his head.

"Now, the road bridge is open in 37, so I'll check the computers on both sides and have everything." Wang Ke said with a smile.

Judging from Wang Ke's words, it shouldn't be a joke.

Lu Qiao stood up at this time: "Let's go one step at a time, let's go out first. I think Mr. Han will wait."

Lu Qiao walked to Xiangtang's small room next to him, and Su Yue and Wang Ke both followed in.

Before Lu Qiao entered the door, he reminded Zhao Fan, who was beating him, and said that he might have to leave for a few years. After all, the time above is different from the one below, so I will leave it to Zhao Fan.

After Zhao Fan agreed, Lu Qiao left.

After coming out of the small room of the Earl's Mansion, Lu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

After this short period of training, Lu Qiao actually felt boring and depressing. Lu Qiao did not like electronic games, but whoever let the matter be exposed could only bite the bullet.

When I arrived at the Earl's Mansion, I felt that the business was very good.

From a distance, you can see the old and the young sitting on the newly built 45-degree chair, restless grandfather and grandson.

Lu Qiao naturally greeted you immediately: "Old Master Han, and Han Wen, what wind has brought you."

"I finally waited for you. How did you design the stool here? If the bank had the idea of ​​you back then, the business process would probably be twice as fast as possible." Mr. Han sneered and mocked.

Lu Qiao explained awkwardly: "This matter is a long story. If you have the intention to listen to me, I will say it slowly."

Lu Qiao had no choice but to explain the guest's composition and the bench that had just been made in the hall, which should be used for testing.

After Lu Qiao said that, the grandfather and grandson lit their heads and understood what was going on.

I had planned to be responsibilities with a temper before, but at this time I gave a thumbs up: "Your method is pretty good."

"By the way, I haven't said anything yet, what do you guys ask me for?" Lu Qiao asked.

"Here I come to you to persuade Han Dong." Old Master Han said.

"I advise my uncle to come back and inherit the family property." Han Wen explained.

"No, can you briefly talk about the matter here?" Lu Qiao asked.

Mr. Han lit his head and said, "You know, I used to work in a bank. But the bank always had to change it, so I retired. My industry was built after I retired, and I was very sensitive to the economy. There are a few things in the bank. I invested in a machining factory at that time and became good friends with the processing factory owner. Of course, what I wanted was not the factory that lost 10 or 20 million yuan a year. But the experience of the factory owner, which is the most precious thing."

"What do you mean? Are you friends with the owner of a machining factory who lost 10 or 20 million yuan a year?" Lu Qiao reacted.

"Yes, do you know? The people are the most dullest when prices soar or drop sharply. But the most sensitive thing is this group of big bosses. Assuming that iron is too expensive and the strength of core components cannot be replaced by other metals, the cost of other alloys is higher. At this time, as long as the boss complains to me, I will know that at this time, I will buy the futures at the bottom of the iron, and will make sure to make a profit. On the contrary, one day the boss will come to treat me to dinner and say that his business is getting better. Then at that time, all alloys and plastic products industries will be reduced, and even if the market trend is good, they will be sold. I think you understand this, right?" Mr. Han said.

Luqiao reacted at this time: "Farmers don't know when there will be natural disasters, but if there is natural disasters, they will be the first to react to the farmers. Following the farmers' performance, you can know whether the food is good or bad?"

"Yes, that's the reason. It's like playing tricks with them. They show everything on their faces. I hide it in my heart, and then when they can't do it, I will spend money to support them. If their factory can survive, I am the biggest shareholder. They make money and we will pay dividends. Once something happens to their factory, the machinery and equipment can make a profit, and I can make another profit in futures. This is a real investment, and I will never starve to death with a golden rice bowl." Mr. Han explained.

Lu Qiao really realized that he was not a businessman compared to Mr. Wang.

"I heard you, it's better than reading for ten years." Lu Qiao praised.

"I told you so much, just want you to know what I do. I am old, and my eldest son died last year." Mr. Han said, shaking his head here.

"My father's advanced esophageal cancer has nothing to do with others. He likes to drink tea and boiling hot tea. It was too late to find out, so no one in the company is taking care of it now." Han Wen explained.

"I am sad, but Han Wen is right? Why don't you inherit your family property?" Lu Qiao said helplessly.

"I am indeed managing the company now. On the surface, it is a toy factory. But it is an investment company, but I..." Han Wen looked embarrassed.

Mr. Han took off Han Wen's hat at this time, and Lu Qiao discovered his long hair at this time.

In other words, Han Wen dressed up and put on makeup like a man, but she was actually a woman.

"After all, I am a woman, and the company will be separated by others by me. So only uncle can inherit the company and make you laugh." Han Wen bowed awkwardly.
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