Wang Yongji ordered a meal for five people in the private room of Xiaolian Tea House.
Wang Yongji and his accompanying scribes, as well as the other three bowls and chopsticks, correspond to the three talented men.
Wang Yongji was very positive and went to meet and wait early in the morning. However, an embarrassing thing happened, that is, no one came.
Just before lunch, Wang Yongji had been waiting for an hour before he saw someone opening the curtain and coming in.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, get out of class is late today."
The visitor didn't look much younger than Wang Yongji, and he said humbly.
"Sit, sit, sit" Wang Yongji fell down and was lifeless. The better these times are, the more common it is for both parties to end up waiting for an hour or two.
What’s more, I arrived early, so I can’t blame anyone.
"Where are the other two, aren't they all students of the University of Economics?" Wang Yongji asked quickly as he watched the other person sit down, feeling a little embarrassed.
"This, how do you say this?" The man in front of him stuttered a bit.
"Don't be anxious, please speak slowly," Wang Yongji comforted with concern.
"They probably won't come." The man said nervously.
"Why?" Wang Yongji was a little surprised at his good temper. In this era, it is illogical for students to take the initiative to let the prefect out.
"Does this mean that after entering the University of Economics, you don't pay attention to the prefect's office at all?" The clerk saw that his master was too good-tempered, and the scholar even frowned. I'm still asking why I picked up the tune door so quickly. In this way, whether Wang Yongji wants to make use of the topic or show his magnanimity, he will have ample room to express himself.
"No, no, no, we're all here." The student was so frightened that he made a 180-degree turn.
"What do you mean, you are playing tricks on us?" The clerk couldn't help it and asked immediately.
"Tell me, what's going on." Wang Yongji still looked calm. After speaking, he turned to the clerk next to him and said, "Don't scare him."
"Because I was the one who answered the three questions."
When the man opened his mouth, Wang Yongji and the scribes were really shocked.
The three of them chatted later, and found out that this was Gao Hanwen’s idea to the students during a lecture, to swipe orders through multiple accounts.
Although it is a lecture, some of it corresponds to real life. Tianya Knows Pavilion's current thread count of fifty valid replies is considered a hot thread, and ten posts on the same day can basically get the top six or seven posts on that day.
This means that as long as you have a dozen friends, you can promote yourself as a hot post of the day.
And this Su Huaiming's family is not from a big businessman and a gentleman, how can he have the money to make so many friends and carry each other's sedan chairs.
So, Su Huaiming learned from the teacher's explanation and found two local Hangzhou people to register accounts. Together with himself, he controlled three accounts to reply. This caused Su Huaiming toAlthough Huai Ming only started answering questions on Tianya Zhigege at the beginning of this year, he has already created as many as 30 popular reply posts.
The reason why I replied to three posts at once this time is because this question was posted. If the question owner adopts it or thinks it is good, there will be a reward of ten taels of silver.
In order to occupy more shares, I answered three posts in one go. As long as there are more high-quality answers, other people will lose money no matter how high-quality their answers are. This can further ensure that you get all or as much rewards as possible.
I just didn’t expect that the subject of this question was actually the prefect Wang. It seemed that I was too smart, so I never dared to come over to meet him.
Wang Yongji, who understood the complete process, could only describe it as unbelievable. Such multi-perspective talents cannot be discovered by traditional Confucianism and imperial examinations.
And the scribe was tugging at his thigh, as if to warn himself that such a powerful talent in front of him was real. The present is real and not an illusion. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft