Chapter 291: Mentor Jie La

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Zhou Ming's words were like unleashing a super typhoon of level 12, blowing everyone's thoughts into disarray. It was as if they were all drifting in the raging waves, and everyone looked at Zhou Ming like they were looking at a madman.

For these club members, they could not believe it, because usually other people begged to join, and now they had taken the initiative to invite them and there were still people who did not care.

As for the other onlookers, they were all thinking at this time: Is this Chinese guy crazy? Everyone else is desperately trying to join these clubs, but unfortunately these clubs have a limited number of members and are accepted on a competitive basis. Therefore, many people work hard until graduation without having the opportunity to join. Now the club has taken the initiative to invite you, and you actually make such a gesture. This is really a bit too much, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?

It was Danny, the president of the student union, who reacted first. He asked Zhou Ming, 'You said the reason you rejected us was that you had already joined an association. I wonder which association is so popular with you?'

'The Chinese Students Association was founded by my compatriots. Perhaps you have heard of it, and all my classmates have joined it,' Zhou Ming replied.

Danny was surprised to look up at all the classmates from the finance class behind Ming Zhou. They all nodded firmly, and one of them even said proudly, 'We are proud Chinese people, and the association Ming Zhou participates in is the one we participate in!'

Although Danny had already guessed when he heard Ming Zhou's answer, when he saw these classmates from the finance class actually show their attitude, it still made him feel incredible: these Chinese people are too united. If he didn't know that they were all Harvard students, he would really suspect that these finance students were Zhou Ming's subordinates. Otherwise, why would they be so loyal to Zhou Ming?

But now was not the time to ponder this question. Danny had to spread his hands in regret and say, 'That's a pity. Of course, I will respect your freedom, although I hope that you can come to the student government. Because I believe that with your abilities, it is not difficult for you to take my place and become the first Chinese student president at Harvard.'

After saying this, Danny turned around and left, just passing in front of William, the president of the Harvard Business School Student Union. William asked him, 'Why did you come over to invite Ming Zhou to join the student union?'

'Of course it's because Ming Zhou is a very capable student with great potential,' Danny replied.

Hearing this answer, William could not help but slap himself hard in the face, because this answer was basically slapping him in the face. He had to refuse to accept Ming into the student union. But then the chairman of the student union and several other very prestigious clubs came to invite Ming. Ming also rejected the invitations of these clubs in front of so many people, so his previous stance became as funny as a clown.

In fact, before asking, William already guessed the result, but he still asked. Isn't this fucking stupid?

'William, I don't know what just happened, but I think that as the president of the Business School Student Union, you should use your own eyes to see things more, rather than hearsay, and never be manipulated.'

Danny finally left after saying this to William. William of course understood what Danny meant by these words. He immediately said to Millard, 'I just remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll go first.'

After saying this, William also left, and while Danny and William left one after the other, others such as the Harvard United Society and the Olive Vine Society also left after saying hello to Ming Zhou.

After they had all left, the scene was left with only Ming Zhou and Millard still there, staring at each other. Ming Zhou smiled and asked him, 'Aren't you going to leave? Me and the other students are going to class, you know, it's not easy for us Chinese to get into Harvard, especially since there are so many of us together. Today is our first day of class, and I don't want to be late.'

After saying this, Zhou Ming led all the students in the finance class towards the economics department, but what Zhou Ming did was unacceptable to Milad.

Milad angrily asked Zhou Ming, 'Are you just going to leave like this?'

Zhou Ming looked back and said with meaning, 'So what do you plan to do? Let me scold you, and then hold your head under the toilet and beat you up until your mother doesn't recognise you?'

After saying this, Zhou Ming deliberately paused for a moment and then said, 'Don't you think you're being a bitch when you think like that?'

Zhou Ming's words elicited a burst of laughter from the surrounding area, but inside, Milad himself was crumbling. The laughter around him felt like steel needles, stabbing him in the chest, because that was really what he thought.

For Milad, no matter how Zhou Ming humiliated or mocked or even beat him, this could be said to be the price of being a loser, and Zhou Ming's revenge; but now Zhou Ming doesn't care at all, he just goes to class, which shows that Zhou Ming doesn't care about him at all. This feeling of being ignored is what makes Milad so angry that he wants to go crazy.

Zhou Ming shook his head helplessly and said to him with a smile, 'Millard, you are a very capable student, and you also have a governor for a father. I am very confident that you will also become a governor in the future, and you may even have the opportunity to run for president. Come on.'

Millard looked at Zhou Ming in disbelief, 'Why can you say these things so calmly?'

Zhou Ming did not answer this, but just patted Millard's shoulder lightly and turned away. Millard looked at Zhou Ming's back and shouted, 'You yellow-skinned bastard, I won't let you go!'

As a result, Milad's shout only attracted a round of boos from the surrounding area.

Zhou Ming also didn't want to care about him. No matter what kind of achievements he will have in the future, at least for now he is just a typical second-year high school student. Today, he caught him off guard, but he is not without a countermeasure. If he dares to come again, he really has to show him some colours.

He arrived at the Economics Building and found his class. It was a large classroom, and when Zhou Ming and the others entered, there were already about ten students sitting there. They were very surprised to see Zhou Ming, the representative of the freshmen who had given a speech at the opening ceremony the previous day, and then they took the initiative to give up their seats in the middle.

Zhou Ming, however, politely sat with the Finance students in the middle, and Huang Yi and Zhu Yao left after escorting Zhou Ming to the classroom.

Ten minutes later, with a clatter from outside the classroom, a female teacher in high heels walked into the classroom. Standing at the podium, she said, 'Hello everyone, I'm your class mentor, Jie La. From the second I announce myself, I will be evaluating all of your actions here. If you have any bad behaviour, I don't mind writing down the words "failed" in your records.'

Listening to the words of this female teacher, the classroom was in an uproar, but their surprise was not about Jela's slightly domineering opening remarks, nor about her tall figure, her plump breasts, beautiful face, and seductive gold-rimmed glasses, but about her identity.

'Oh my God, Jela, how could she be our tutor? We are so happy!'

'Yes, I heard that she was the most beautiful flower in the business school's most recent graduating class. After graduation, she stayed at the school and became the youngest member of the Harvard Fund Research Institute. I never thought that she would be our mentor. I must be blessed by Lady Luck!'

'I love you, Mentor Jie La. You are my Snow White!'

From the surrounding discussions and even confessions, Zhou Ming came to understand that this mentor Jie La was originally a top student in the Department of Economics. She had her own set of ideas about finance, and while at school she had participated in the research of many financial projects. After graduation, she stayed at the Harvard Fund Research Institute.

This research institute is dedicated to analysing and researching all kinds of funds and all market behaviour. It is funded by major consortia across the United States. This research institute has the most complete market information and historical records. Everyone who works in this research institute is either a senior professor or a top trader from a fund company. Everyone is a master who has immersed themselves in the financial field for half a lifetime. Only she entered the research institute right after graduation.

Her abilities are beyond doubt. The scholarship she receives from the Harvard Fund Research Institute every year speaks volumes. But more importantly, she is also very beautiful.

Although Zhou Ming didn't deliberately ask, Huang Yi mentioned the name Jie La when introducing Harvard to himself, saying that she had danced a Latin dance at a networking party and had conquered thousands of men. This shows her charm. Now she is wearing a uniform and high heels, and her whole body exudes the seduction of an OL, so when she walked into the classroom, she immediately excited the class.

Jie La stood at the podium. She took her teaching book and slammed it down on the table, saying, 'Shut up, all of you losers!'

If someone else had said this, all the enthusiastic students would not have been able to stand it, but Jie La, the students below were still very tolerant. Some even looked at Jie La and giggled, saying, 'Yes, in front of the beautiful instructor Jie La, we are all losers.'

Seeing that the audience had quieted down, she said, 'Today is the first day of class. I think you have all received your textbooks from the school. I don't want to say much here. I need you to read the first chapter of your textbook carefully, which is the basic concepts of finance. I need you to go over this chapter with me and then give me your understanding of finance. The time limit is this class.'

Everyone was stunned. They didn't understand what Jie La meant. Could this be the teaching method at Harvard University?

No one understood, but Jie La didn't explain at all. She glanced at the time and said, 'From now on, if anyone doesn't hand in their homework before class ends, I will deduct their credits. I promise you that I will do what I say.'

While all the students in the class were surprised, Jie La added, 'Zhou Ming, don't worry, come out with me for a moment.'