In other words, so subjects didn't require adding points; self-study alone could yield excellent results.
Moreover, Han Lie's mories from his past life had beco sowhat clearer again. For example, concerning Chen Lin, he finally rembered what this man did—this luminary had once briefly served as the CEO of Today's Headlines.
Along with that, Han Lie also recalled a major event he had once seen in the news.
On 2014-06-01, ByteDance received 100 million US dollars in Series C funding, trading 20% of its equity, with a valuation of 500 million US dollars. The investors were Sequoia Capital China, Sina Weibo Fund, and Shunwei Capital.
Shunwei Capital was Lei Xiaomi's sole proprietorship limited liability company.
This venture company also had two other people with whom Han Lie had crossed paths. The first was a partner, Cheng Tian, who had been a graduate schoolmate in the managent departnt at Fudan University with Han Lie's forr company boss. Cheng Tian had visited Han Lie's company and, after a night of drinking, offered the company belle a ride ho. The next day, the office beauty heaped praise upon Cheng Tian for his knowledge and abilities.
The second was Ma Xiaoqing, a senior IR manager and a very pretty girl. Han Lie had work interactions with her when she was at Minsheng Bank. Later, when she moved to Shunwei Capital, the group chat of asset securitization grunts was full of congratulations.
The once-faded mory of screens flooded with the phrase "Once wealthy and honored, never forget old friends" was now vivid again.
Damn! 89 Intelligence points is freaking aweso... With this level of overall intelligence, acing the college entrance exam for provincial champion would be a piece of cake. It wasn't quite a photographic mory, but it was close. From now on, call Genius Lie!
The fourth item, skipped.
A little-known fact: the performance of engine alloy materials is ranked by fatigue limit > hardness > wear resistance > maximum scale > caliber.
Enough of that.
The fifth item, Constitution.
He directly selected 'Comprehensive,' not bothering with the sub-options.
Constitution itself is a systemic attribute, related to all chanisms of the human body.
After increasing his Constitution to 89 points, Han Lie felt his mind clear further; his breathing beca powerful, muscles relaxed, and a comfortable warmth spread through his lower abdon.
Where's Bai Yuqiu? Call your sister, let's play Fight the Landlord again!
Brother Lie felt he was back in top form. He proactively sent Bai Yushuang a photo of his half-exposed abs, taunting, "Cherish this peace while it lasts. When I return to Magic Capital, you'll both be crying."
Bai Yushuang was highly amused and replied cheekily, "Oh, Master, Master, please co and unclog my tear ducts! Pretty please!"
Damn it! People never appreciate the pain they haven't experienced... Just you wait!
...
In the end, Brother Lie had about 60 million experience points left and didn't plan on squandering any more.
Theoretically, if he scraped together another 240 million experience points and maxed out all attributes to 89, the system could be upgraded again.
Jewelry worth over 27 million Mi Yuan was already being custom-made and couldn't be sent out yet.
This pile of jewelry, in the best-case scenario, could yield 170 million experience points.
The experience deficit was about 70 million.
And Han Lie happened to have just over 70 million RMB in cash, which basically covered the deficit. He didn't need to specifically think about what gifts to give to which woman; he could spend it however he liked.
But the problem was that custom high-end jewelry required at least two to three months to make. The earliest it could be ready was late April, but it could be as late as the end of May or even mid-June.
By then, who knew how much money Han Lie would have.
So, for now, he didn't need to overthink it; just spending money and handling affairs at a normal pace would suffice.
So, what was there to think about? Ti to hurry ho and live it up!
Han Lie rested fitfully at the Sheraton for a night. The next day, he discreetly left and headed straight for the Audi 4S dealership.
Upon his arrival, he didn't waste any words: "Do you have a Q7 in stock?"
In Dream City, only a few SUVs were really acknowledged: low-end Prado, mid-range Land Cruiser, high-end Q7 and the G-Wagen.
BMW X5 and Porsche Cayenne were fine to drive around the city, but hardly anyone used them for the countryside or up in the mines.
Han Lie wasn't much of a car expert. He felt it wasn't just about performance; appearance probably played a big role too.
Perhaps people in Dream City naturally preferred more rugged and imposing vehicle models. His father's dream car was an Audi, so Han Lie decided to go all out and get a top-spec Q7.
The 4S dealership in the provincial capital was very reliable, with various current models in stock.
Han Lie couldn't be bothered with the manager's spiel. He directly bought a 2013 Q7 40 TFSI quattro Exclusive model for an on-the-road price of 1.75 million RMB. He filled in his father's na, Han Yong, as the owner, with the rest of the paperwork to be completed later.
Both father and son had interesting nas—one Yong (Brave), one Lie (Fervent). But Han Yong wasn't particularly brave, nor was Han Lie particularly fervent—at least, that used to be the case.
His father, Han Yong, was more of a quiet, reserved man. If Han Lie was out enjoying himself in Magic Capital and didn't call ho, Han Yong wouldn't proactively call to check in.
He probably missed his son and thought about him, but he would never express it.
Unable, afraid, unwilling, unaccustod...
Anyway, he was incredibly reserved.
And his mother, Ma Honglian, was supposedly a core figure in a Fortune 500 company and a big shot in finance—she was a cashier at the RT-Mart supermarket.
Her personality was hard to describe.
At ho, she was quite overbearing, talking more than her husband and son combined. But outside, she was very quiet and timid.
Sotis, when she felt wronged outside, she could only endure it silently. Then she would co ho and vent her frustrations by scolding Han Yong and lambasting Han Lie, usually ending with, "You two will be the death of !" This was a daily routine in Han Lie's mory.
Honestly, the current Han Lie deeply understood that Han Yong and Ma Honglian were truly not parents who knew how to raise a child.
Han Lie never lacked food or clothing as a child, but he was not happy.
His parents mostly had demands, criticisms, and scoldings for him. Any encouragent was occasional and lacked consistency, seeming more like an impulsive whim than a systematic approach.
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