From Pokfulam to Central

Before going to bed, Zhou Mi was packing things to bring back to Hong Kong. His mother had prepared a lot of food and stuffed a whole suitcase.

Holding a cup of hot milk, Mrs. Zhou knocked on Zhou Mi's door.

"Come in." Zhou Mi put down the things in his hands, and pulled his mother to sit down on the sofa.

"Son," Mrs. Zhou put the milk on the coffee table, "don't take what your father said at dinner, he is doing it for your own good."

Zhou Mi smiled wryly, "Mom, I know you are doing it for my own good, but as for my father..."

"This child," Mrs. Zhou slapped Zhou Mi lightly on the back of his hand, "don't think about your father like that. He is the same as me. He just wants to see you grow up early, get married and start a career. It has no other meaning."

Careful and noncommittal.

Mrs. Zhou continued: "Your dad and I like Yingying very much, so sometimes you may feel that we are forcing you to obey your parents' orders. Actually, I don't mean that. If you have someone else you like, mom Of course I'm happy too, I believe your dad is the same."

"Really?" Zhou Mi's eyes lit up.

"Of course," Mrs. Zhou paused, as if remembering something, a little hesitant to speak, but finally decided to speak bluntly, "Just don't bring a boy home."

Zhou Mi's eyes darkened again.

Mrs. Zhou saw through her son's psychological changes, but she didn't expect him to still have this kind of thinking. She sighed and said, "Son, it doesn't matter how mother spoils you, but I can't agree with this matter. Because your dad will never accept it. Do you know how hard it took your mother to press it to hide it from your dad last time? If you let him know at that time, he would have to break your leg. "

Zhou Mi didn't want to continue this topic, thanked her for the hot milk, and advised her to go back and rest early.

The typhoon season in Hong Kong usually ends in September every year, but this year it has been a bit delayed. The Astronomical Bureau hung the No. 1 typhoon signal in the early morning, and changed it to No. 3 in the morning.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sky and the earth were all a foggy gray.There was a strong wind outside the classroom, and the rain was blown into a line almost flying sideways.The street trees beside the road are the only color in the chaos, but the original lush and dense canopy is now blown to one side, like the Mediterranean hairstyle of a middle-aged man with hair loss.The leaves detached from the branches, and were engulfed by the strong airflow. Even if a small part of the tough leaves remained in place, they were blown over by the raging wind.

In view of the fact that the typhoon signal has not been hung on the 8th, the school has not yet issued a class suspension order.The LLM students who had just finished the first compulsory course complained incessantly, because most of them still had to take the second elective course, Hong Kong Securities Law, and the teacher, Professor Qian, was very strict about attendance. He failed the exam once, so no one dared to escape.No one knows if after this class, if the typhoon signal is on the 8th, they will still be able to go home.

Wang Yingwei was originally sitting in the front row of the classroom. Seeing that there were two vacant seats next to Qu Zhi and Chen Shuo, he pulled Zheng Ke to change them.

Qu Zhi was being dragged by Wang Yingwei to ask questions, when someone knocked on the table suddenly, and when he looked up, he found that it was Zhou Mi.

"You're back?" Qu Zhi was surprised at first, and then delighted, "Why did you come to this class?"

"I think there is a wind signal, I'm afraid you didn't bring an umbrella," Zhou Mi said solemnly, "I'll pick you up when you finish class."

Qu Zhi laughed suddenly, thinking why Zhou Mi looked so stupid sometimes, "I've brought an umbrella, you can send me a WeChat message and ask in advance before deciding whether to come or not. But it's raining so hard, it probably doesn't matter whether you have an umbrella or not. If you come to pick me up, don't you change from being exposed to the rain alone to being exposed to the rain together?"

This seemed to be the first time Qu Zhi smiled at himself, Zhou Mi stared blankly again, and replied without thinking: "No, I brought the car here."

The smile on Qu Zhi's face hadn't faded yet, but Zhou Mi trembled when he asked, "Do you still have a car here?"

Zhou Mi came back to his senses, wishing to give himself a big mouth, thinking why he was always probing wildly on the verge of leaking, and it turned out that being in love makes people's IQ zero, so he quickly organized a language to explain, "No, cough, no, no, what? , I saw that the weather was not good, so I rented a car from the airport and came back to school directly.”

"Oh." Qu Zhi seemed to believe it, and didn't ask any further.

Only then did Zhou Mi heave a sigh of relief, and turned to Wang Yingwei who was next to him, "Student, I want to sit with Qu Zhi, can you change the place?"

Wang Yingwei stared at Zhou Mi, thinking that Miss Ben was so merciful that she didn't blow you out of class, why did you chase me instead?But she didn't reply directly to Zhou Mi, she didn't know how close Qu Zhi was to this person, if there was a conflict, it's hard to say whose side Qu Zhi would be on.

So, Wang Yingwei just said to Qu Zhi: "But Qu Zhi, you haven't finished answering my question just now."

It is true that there should be a first come first served, so Qu Zhi persuaded Zhou Mi: "Why don't you go to the back and find a place to squint, Mr. Qian's attendance is quite strict, if you sit here, he will definitely be able to see that you are a loafer Yes, don't throw you out when the time comes."

Wang Yingwei just wanted to smile smugly, when Zhou Mi put away the books and stationery on Qu Zhi's desk, took Qu Zhi's arm and pulled towards the back of the classroom, muttering: "Then you come with me, I'm alone People are so boring."

It's so irritating, Wang Yingwei thought, this is the second time this psychopath has dragged Qu Zhi away from her.

As soon as Zhou Mi and Qu Zhi took their seats in the last row, the class bell rang. Professor Qian opened the slides and began to give a lecture, but Zhou Mi had no intention of shutting up at all, so he asked Qu Zhi to tell him what the hell his mother brought back for him. After a while, he pestered Qu Zhi to tell him about the selection process of the model court.

"Oh, be honest," Qu Zhi pulled his left hand out of Zhou Mi's arms, he couldn't write anymore, "I warn you, don't talk anymore. Once you talk, I won't be able to attend the class, and I won't be able to take the exam well. If you don’t do well in the exam, you won’t be able to find a job if your test score is low, and you will be responsible for it then?”

Zhou Mi pouted as if he had been wronged, and then said confidently, "I'm in charge and I'm in charge. At worst, I invite you to work in my company. I promise I won't treat you badly."

"Come on, you," Qu Zhi cast a sidelong glance at Zhou Mi, "I don't want to go to your company, I want to go to the Red Circle law firm."

"Tsk—" Zhou Mi just wanted to refute that his company is so big, so it can't compare to a law firm, but then he remembered that Wanjia Real Estate is still a "startup company", so he changed the subject, "How can it be so serious? , If you don’t listen to a class, you won’t be able to find a good job?”

"That's not it." Qu Zhi secretly glanced at the teacher to confirm that he was not paying attention to himself, and then explained in a low voice: "Now there are three criteria for entering a red circle law firm: overseas study, experience in a model court, and high grade points. , both are indispensable. And this is the most basic, job seekers who meet these conditions can be found in a large number in the market, so we must try our best to get high grade points and rank in the top competitions."

Seeing Qu Zhi's serious look, Zhou Mi wanted to laugh, liked him, and felt a little distressed, feeling that no matter what he wanted, he had to work hard to get it.So, Zhou Mi finally realized his conscience, decided not to disturb Qu Zhi's lectures, and tried his best to keep his own place.

However, Zhou Mi has never tried to stay undistracted for 10 minutes in class, let alone having a person beside him whom he has been missing for two days.So, Zhou Mi struggled a bit when he found out that the teacher surnamed Qian was talking about the securities law, and finally asked, "Hey, is he the one Qian Jing who sent you the email?"

Qu Zhi nodded, thinking that you just found out.

"Do you think—" Zhou Mi was thinking about how to describe him appropriately, "Although he is very accomplished in academics, he doesn't have the temperament of an intellectual. Instead, it makes people feel a little practical and utilitarian."

Qu Zhi patted Zhou Mi, "Don't talk nonsense."

"No, really." Zhou Mi adjusted his sitting posture, as if to prevent the teacher from hearing him speak ill of him, "Don't you think his name is vulgar, Qian Jing, that's 'Qian Jing', How much you love money."

Qu Zhi rolled his eyes slightly, "Even if he really thought so when he named it, it's also his parents' expectation, and it has nothing to do with Teacher Qian himself."

"NoNoNo," Zhou Mi waved his index finger left and right, "this name has been with him for so many years, and it must have a subtle influence on people's hearts. And look at the email he sent you, and he also promoted him to you. In my own class, which academic master can pull this face off."

Qu Zhi was speechless, he really thought that Professor Qian was very good, so he spontaneously defended him, "Even if I don't take his class, there are still so many people who come here because of him, so it won't be impossible to take it and get the class time Fee. People simply think that the content of the course is useful for me to prepare for the competition, so they-"

"Qu Zhi," Qian Jing's roll call suddenly appeared, "Come and answer this question."

Qu Zhi stood up in response, but his mind was blank. No matter how hard he recalled, he couldn't remember what Professor Qian asked just now. Looking at the teacher's expression, he didn't mean to repeat the question at all.

Chen Shuo turned his head, that expression of wanting to laugh but holding back was too much to beat, Qu Zhi was almost mad at him, and Zhou Mi began to feel very sorry.

The whole class has long been accustomed to Qu Zhi's fluent answers, but today they haven't heard him speak for a long time, so they all turned their heads and stared at Qu Zhi with dozens of eyes, thinking that this college bully might not be able to answer the questions when.

Qu Zhi's gaze wandered among the crowd, and he finally found a benevolent person, only to see Wang Yingwei reminded with his mouth: "The potential risks of the dual-level shareholding structure."

"Dual-level shareholding structure," it's easy to handle with the topic, and Qu Zhi returned to his usual composure, without a hint of embarrassment in his tone, "It's what people commonly call 'same shares with different rights'. A means of effectively controlling the company by separating cash flow and control rights. Although more and more countries and regions have legally recognized the legitimacy of this system, there are still many securities markets that have not yet accepted this approach, among which This includes Hong Kong. The Hong Kong Stock Exchange launched a discussion on whether to accept the dual-class share structure in June this year, but so far, people’s opposition is still the same as before.

"Although the dual-class shareholding structure has many institutional advantages, its potential risks cannot be ignored, which are mainly reflected in the deterioration of agency problems and the failure of the company's checks and balances supervision mechanism.

"The so-called agency problem means that due to the difference in profit maximization goals and information asymmetry, when making business decisions as agents, company insiders are very likely to sacrifice the interests of external public shareholders in order to maximize their own interests. In the control The agency problem may be more serious under the dual-level equity structure with non-proportional allocation of income rights.

"As for the failure of the company's check and balance supervision mechanism, it means that under the traditional corporate governance structure, there is a check and balance mechanism between corporate institutions, that is, shareholders elect the board of directors, the board of directors appoints the management, the management accepts the supervision of the board of directors, and the board of directors accepts the supervision of shareholders. , so as to form the separation of powers, checks and balances and mutual supervision within the company. However, under the dual-level shareholding structure, the influence of external public shareholders on the election of directors is severely weakened or even deprived, so that controlling shareholders can easily control the election of the board of directors, while the board of directors It also controls the appointment and dismissal of the management, so that the board of directors and the management form a coalition with the same interests, which ultimately leads to the weakening of the independence of the board of directors."

Zhou Mi listened to Qu Zhi's easy-to-understand and to-the-point answers, and felt that he, a non-professional, had learned a lot.

Among the classmates who watched the excitement, some didn't see Xueba's embarrassment, and turned around in disappointment, while some showed admiration and admiration for the stars.

Looking around at the reactions of the female students present, Zhou Mi felt very headache, thinking that this guy is really attractive, and really wanted to lock him up at home and hide him.