"Uh, I don't have jade, I really don't have jade!"

Feeling the greedy gaze of the people around him, the New Yorker cried and waved his hands and shouted, "Calm down, everyone, if I have Mayan jade, or this poor appearance?"

I look pretty supportive, but the suit is from a second-hand store, the leather shoes are faux leather, and there are two shirts, which are changed once a day and washed once a day.

If I want jade, can I still have no girlfriend? ”

"But the Vanke generation skateboard under your feet is the latest, right?" Some people questioned.

"I'm a Vanke employee, skateboarding is a welfare...**, I'm almost late for work, what the hell are I talking about with you." The New York white-collar workers who reacted immediately took off into the air and flew towards the Doom Building.

"Well, it seems like a hard time to have to go to work." The Celestial Empire visitor shook his head.

The people around were shocked when they heard this, and immediately asked, "Could it be you?" ”

The Celestial Dynasty tourist nodded and said honestly: "I was also poor before, and after selling the jade, I was going to come to New York to look for investment opportunities, and try exotic customs by the way." ”

"Brother, how many star coins have you sold?"

"There are no star coins, which is converted to about 10 billion American knives."

"You are stupid, I heard that those ambassadors on Consular Street privately promised to give an additional immigrant visa for 150 million star coins of jade." The people around sighed, as if they had wasted this great opportunity.

As the apocalypse departs, the topic of New Yorkers near the park grows more and more biased.

"Alien immigrants? Isn't that a ball rape? The Celestial Empire exclaimed.

"Don't emigrate, I'm afraid that the star coins won't be kept, the entire League of Nations is only a few million star coins, you take one or two hundred million, they allow it?" Said the old man in New York.

"Aliens are not good people, when you emigrate, who knows if they will dig a pit and bury you? Or sell to the government really.

And 150 million star coins is sky-high on Earth, but when it comes to aliens, the price... Hehe, it's not as comfortable as my 10 billion dollar knife on Earth. The Celestial Empire said.

"There's some truth to that." The person next to him nodded in agreement.

"Brother, you have extraordinary knowledge, what industry do you plan to invest in?" Someone looked at the Celestial Empire with appreciation and asked.

"The best, of course, is the Minions, or Hammer Healthcare, but it's still a year before it's officially launched.

It's Vanke... Vanke father and son are not much worse than Stark father and son, the key is that Vanke father and son are diligent.

Tony is smart but smart, just... Alas, Vanke's potential is first, Stark is second, and Hammer... Well, the Ministry of Defense patrol boats are all ordered from Hammer Power, you can also try, Osborne's Green Goblin skateboard takes the cost-effective route, and it is also worth the investment. ”

Enthusiastic old New Yorkers gushed and began to introduce a few star stocks to Celestial Empire visitors.

"Thanks, but I'm planning to start my own business." The Celestial Empire shook his head and refused.

"Young man, are you also a scientific genius? A High Wisdom? The old New Yorker was shocked.

"Wherever I am, I'm just an ordinary college graduate, or a liberal arts student." The Celestial Dynasty people's faces were slightly red, and they hurriedly shook their heads.

"Alas, even high-level wisdom is not, where can shareholders have confidence?" The New Yorker was disappointed.

"Uh...... Old sir, the textbook says that most of the civilizations in the universe have never given birth to a single wise person, and even the three great empires of the past have not had an eighth-level wise person for hundreds of years.

I'm just starting a business, so I need advanced wisdom? Too demanding, right? The corners of the Celestial Dynasty's mouth twitched, and the egg said in pain.

At this time, the people who watched the excitement were gone, after all, everyone still had to go to work, and the group of people was left with two tourists, a tourist from the Celestial Empire and a retired old New Yorker, sitting on a roadside chair and chatting.

"That's true, but the earth is different!"

The old man slapped his thigh and sighed: "Young man, you rarely speculate in stocks, right?" If you trade stocks, you will look at the financial statements of each company and understand what I mean.

Since the level of the wise person has been known to the majority of shareholders, the leaders of listed companies, or the ministers of technology research and development departments... Their wisdom level has become a more important reference index than the quality of assets and turnover.

For example, why do people on Earth want to invest in Minions and Hammer supplements?

Isn't Miss Hansen recognized as the smartest in the universe?

We're not smart, but it's always right to mess around with smart people.

Do you think, if you are engaged in the same industry as a high-level intelligent person, the consumer will buy yours, or will he buy his? ”

"Seems to make sense!" The Celestial Dynasty touched his chin and nodded.

"Either you are a wise man, or find a wise man to be your partner."

"However, the industry I want to engage in doesn't need much wisdom." The Celestial Empire said again.

"Is it the service industry?" The old New Yorker asked.

"Yes."

"Alas, although there are more than 10 billion, they can't withstand a few squanders, and in this world, if it doesn't involve the interstellar industry, there is no future." The old New Yorker persuaded.

"I'm just serving the aliens."

"Oh, could it be that the people of the Celestial Empire are also going to join the club?" The old New Yorker's eyes grew strange.

"What club?"

"The Alien Friends Club of the Men in Black, well, the kind that Neon, South Korea, Thailand joins." Seeing that he was ignorant, the old man explained in detail.

“oh，no！ I am a cultural person, so we Chinese gentlemen don't ......"

In order to prove his innocence, he simply said straightforwardly: "I graduated from the Chinese Department, do you understand Chinese?" ”

"Long live Queen Maya!" The old man nodded and shouted in proficient Mandarin.

"Yes, that's it. What do you think, what is the hardest hard currency in the universe? The Celestial Empire nodded and asked.

"Star Coins?"

"No, star coins are also currency, so they are rare for earthlings." The Celestial Empire shook his head.

"Antimatter energy bars?" The old man watches the news every day, and his knowledge is not shallow.

"I'm asking the hardest."

"Science and technology? Oh, high-level wisdom and supernatural people can also sell for money, hard enough. The old man said.

"There's Mayan jade?" The Celestial Dynasty said lightly.

"Uh...... It seems to be true. The young man is very nice and insightful! The old man gave a thumbs up.

The people of the Celestial Empire also got excited and continued: "The old gentleman also knows how the Mayan Jade came from, right? You say, if I hold a Chinese study class and teach aliens to learn Chinese, will I have a problem? ”

"But there's an alien translator." The old man hesitated.

"Hi, my New Oriental Group's customer base is positioned in the lower civilization.

The textbook says that 99.99% of the civilizations in the universe have not even reached the first level, what translators and learning machines do they have?

For low-level civilizations, learning Chinese is equivalent to getting the opportunity to change their lives against the sky, and the specialties of their civilization can also be exchanged for star coins, right?

My idea is to let the New Oriental training class be held throughout the universe.

In the Celestial Empire, my company has recruited 500,000 employees, just waiting for the price of the spacecraft to come down, or to go public in the United States, so that every instructor can pilot the spaceship and look for every civilization that needs to learn Chinese. The Celestial Empire said impassionedly.

"Brother, don't say anything, what is the stock code of New Oriental? Dude, I sell my house and buy stocks! The old man took out a watercolor pen and asked excitedly.

"Why don't you let me be a shareholder? Let me introduce you to Miss Hansen. The old man said tentatively.

"Do you know Miss Hansen?"

"Hey, I'm a neighbor with her, you can call me Old Cyberpunk. I used to have a punk hotel, and I somehow met Warren, the traveling mage, and alas, she also saved my life! ”

"My name is Yu Minhong." Fupin Chinese