Yunique didn't know that her adoptive father was talking about her. At the moment, she was attending classes at a private school on Mulholland Drive five kilometers away.
In a high school class, there are only 12 people in the classroom, including her. Different from the general impression of being scattered and slack, the teachers here are all from the top 20 schools.
There are many courses, and they are taught in advance.
As smart as Yunique is, she also feels a little overwhelmed. She has to stay in school for about an hour after school to complete the large amount of homework left by the teacher.
However, Yunique likes the fast pace here. In order to go to her ideal university, she has to study until early in the morning after returning home every day.
In particular, her previous goal for college was Harvard, but now her goal is to be a joint undergraduate and master's student in MIT's Department of Finance.
MIT's Department of Finance only enrolls about 120 students each year, making it extremely difficult to get admitted.
For this reason, Yunique specifically studied MIT's admissions standards, but found that there were no standards at all.
In addition to family background, it is best to have the experience of winning a mathematical modeling competition, or doing some research or internship in quantitative finance or financial market research.
In general, some practical operations in the financial market can add points. If you are eye-catching enough, you can be admitted in advance.
Of course, private high schools themselves are also very important. Data proves that only 20% of graduates from private high schools in the top ten prestigious schools such as Harvard are as high as 40% entering prestigious schools.
However, in 80% of public schools, only 60% of students are admitted.
This set of data has two sides. One proves that the teaching quality of private schools is indeed better.
Second, it proves that ordinary people still have room for improvement, but this space is being compressed year by year.
At this time, the bell rang, and Yunique put away her textbooks skillfully. The next classroom was downstairs.
During the break between classes, Yunique came to her personal locker, turned on her silent phone, and saw a few messages.
Four of them are from private teacher Yang Jie.
'Due to the breakdown of his marriage, Crown Resorts director and advertising tycoon Harold Mitche is selling his 3.5 million acres of mixed farm and 45,000 beef cattle in Western Australia for $220 million. '
'The total planting area of wheat, barley and oats accounts for one-third of the land, which can meet the needs of future brewing expansion. '
'If we buy, we will have three opponents, one is the oil tycoon from the Middle East, one is the local mining tycoon, and the other is the real estate tycoon from the Dragon Kingdom. '
'Harold Mitche loved the farm and lived there for fifteen years and collected fine wines. '
From the four pieces of information, it can be seen that Yang Jie is very capable at work and has a clear understanding of the reasons for selling the land, land output, competitors, and seller preferences.
After reading the message, Yunique decided to buy it, and the message informed Yang Jie to take the team to fly to Western Australia.
Yunique turned off her phone and continued her class, returning to Manor No. 1550 at four in the afternoon.
During school time, the house was very lively, and Zhang Jing was playing with David.
Seeing Yunique, Zhang Jing chatted and asked his adopted daughter, "Is there anything fun at school today?"
"Yes," Yunique, carrying a gray canvas schoolbag and wearing lantern bangs, stood two meters in front of Zhang Jing and said, "I find that hobbies are the most lasting companionship."
'Instead of marriage' Yunique kept the last part of the sentence in her heart and did not say it.
Daxiang had to sell his favorite farm because of the breakdown of his marriage, which was sad.
Zhang Jing thought for two or three seconds and agreed: "You are right."
"Brother," Yunique changed the subject and asked, "Are you going to sell the 6,300 bottles of Conti red wine you bought?"
"it works?"
"Might be useful, for exchange."
Zhang Jing waved to Yunique, and when the girl came closer, he said in a voice that only two people could hear, "There was a problem with the brewing of those red wines, and the quality is average."
Yunique looked dumbfounded.
"The 2-liter Dakang Emperor in 1945 is also a good thing," Zhang Jing reminded his adopted daughter, "it may be helpful to you."
An hour later, Yunique showed up at Los Angeles International Airport.
Twenty hours later, at 1 pm local time, Unique landed in Perth, the capital city of Western Australia.
Yang Jie and three friends came to pick up the plane, rented two business cars for transportation, and went straight to the Harold Mitche Farm, 600 kilometers away due east.
Translated by: Harold Mikiel Farm.
Arrive at the destination at seven o'clock in the evening.
"We are from Temasek, Leopard Beer," Yang Jie communicated with the farm staff at the farm gate, "yesterday we called to make an appointment for a visit."
"Please come in." The farm staff opened the electric gate from inside.
Harold Mikiel's farm also has a large single-story building. Yunik and Yang Jie soon met the farmer himself in the living room of the farmhouse.
A middle-aged man in his sixties, slightly chubby, with short brown hair that is naturally curly.
Harold already knew that Unique Four was from Leopard Brewery.
I'm surprised that Yunique is young. Is it serious to send such a young girl to negotiate?
"Many people can afford the price," Harold said, sitting on the sofa and looking at the four guests. "The farm contains my fifteen years of hard work and sweat. I need to select customers and tell them what your plans are for the future. Run it.”
"We are a brewing company. In the past, we purchased barley wheat directly from the market," Younik spoke clearly, "but we couldn't buy good wheat."
"What is the concept of good wheat?" Harold asked Yunique.
"No chemical fertilizers or pesticides are used, only organic fertilizers are used, and we rely on ecological balance to control pests. We need this kind of large wheat. We can't buy it in large quantities, so we have to grow it ourselves."
Harold Mikiel was moved and reminded: "It is difficult to create ecological balance, and you will go bankrupt."
Looking at Harold, a smile appeared on Yunique's originally stiff face.
Harold was at a loss for words. Feelings are not worth the money.
Harold thought for seven or eight seconds and said, "The other three buyers are on the farm. Please stay here temporarily. I need to consider it."
The farm had guest rooms, and interestingly Harold arranged for all four buyers to live in one yard.
Under the moonlit sky, a bonfire was burning in the yard.
A middle-aged man with a white scarf on his head took the initiative to chat with Yunique, "Where are you from?"
Yunique said coldly: "The Milky Way."
The middle-aged man introduced himself again, "My name is Abdulrahman. I come from the emirates and work for a subsidiary of Aramco."
"Leopard beer." Yunique spoke concisely.
"Ah?" Abdulrahman looked surprised and surprised, "Can you afford an expensive farm by selling beer?"
No wonder Abdulrahman was surprised. His financial backers were oil companies.
The other two competitors are local mining company Daxiang and Longguo Real Estate Daxiang.
Yunique did not refute. It is true that you cannot afford a large farm of 3.5 million acres just by selling beer.
"There are three other competitors in this yard," Abdulrahman asked tentatively, seeing that Yunique was young, "You have no advantage in bidding, how do you plan to win?"
"This is a secret," Yunique said, adapting to the situation. "In any case, we are sure of victory."
"Must win?" Abdulrahman was startled.
"We must win," Yunique looked very confident. "Although we are not as rich as you, there are some things that money cannot buy."
"What?" Abdulrahman asked.
"you guess?"
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