At night in Beijing in mid-April, apart from the bustling street scenes, the temperature was slightly cool. It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and there were not many vehicles on the main roads.
The tall and thin Lao Zhu drove the car steadily, his slender eyebrows slightly tangled. He had just dropped his "unnamed" friend at the subway entrance and was driving home alone.
The scene of eating at "Tianfu Hot Spring Resort" not long ago was replayed in his mind. After thinking about it, he still called Cao Le.
"Hey, Mr. Zhu, are you home yet?"
"Old Cao, I have something to tell you..."
Lao Zhu explained the situation and persuaded him: "Young Master Jing will come over to play football with us next week. You tell Fatty Zeng to calm down and don't offend anyone. Even if Xiangzi is here, he will still lose today."
Cao Le smiled bitterly. Who would have thought that Mr. Jing's cards were so big? Five or six thousand yuan for a meal. I'm a good boy. Does this look like a man driving a Magotan? Lao Zhu has changed his attitude.
Recalling his promise to Fatty Zeng not long ago, Cao Le shook his head mockingly and said, "Okay. I will talk to Fatty Zeng."
Not only did he have to tell Fatty Zeng not to ridicule, but he also had to let Jing Shao be a little bit less, feed the ball to Jing Shao, and let him win and leave as soon as possible.
Ma De, why am I so difficult? I have encountered a river dragon even when I was playing football and relaxing.
Why go back to practice and come back next week to "find your place"? Cao Le doesn't believe this nonsense at all!
Do you know if you want eternal life, what should you say to God? Let me see the Chinese team win the World Cup in my lifetime!
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Not to mention that Jing Gao's game caused ripples in the circles of Cao Le, Lao Zhu, Luo Yi and others. When he returned, he called Li Wei, who was staying with him at the Home Inn near the University of International Trade and Economic Cooperation.
girlfriend".
After hanging up the phone, Li Wei sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and thinking deeply. It was a bit stressful! Mr. Jing asked that it be done on Sunday.
The round-faced girl sat on the bedside, stroking her hair, and asked curiously: "Whose phone number is it?"
Li Wei touched his head and sighed, "It belongs to my boss."
The round-faced girl scolded: "Then we can't let you do things on Friday night, right?"
Li Wei gave a wry smile. He had talked with Mr. Jing yesterday, but he had not yet put the establishment of a company on the agenda. Now he realizes that Mr. Jing has a lot to do!
He was squatting here at the University of Trade and Economics, thinking about it. He knew that students in some universities would rent out library cards and meal cards. He just made some progress today.
Here comes a new life.
"Have no idea…"
Before Li Wei finished speaking, he heard two beeps on WeChat. He picked it up and saw that Jing Gao had sent him two transfer red envelopes in succession. One was for 10,000 yuan, and the other was for 100,000 yuan.
Li Wei understood instantly.
The 10,000 red envelope is the "service fee" he asked Xiao Wang to arrange for the resort today. It is up to him to decide how much to give to Xiao Wang.
The 100,000 red envelope should be the start-up capital for his company. It is also the "service fee" paid to him in advance.
Seeing that Li Wei suddenly swallowed back his "complaints", his girlfriend was filled with energy and excitement instead, and asked strangely: "Li Wei, what's wrong with you?"
Li Wei grinned and waved: "You go to bed first. I have something to do." He had to start working.
"are you crazy!"
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Jing Gao drove back to the "Vanke Economic and Trade Mansion", took a shower, threw his clothes in the newly purchased washing machine, took out a bottle of champagne from the refrigerator specially used for wine in the small room, and sat on the carpet in the living room to drink.
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Enjoying solitude.
Playing music on the mobile phone: Kiss Goodbye. The representative work of the generation of singer Jacky Cheung.
"The past has turned into clouds and disappeared in front of each other's eyes. Even after we said goodbye, I couldn't see your sadness..."
"Loneliness" is not about literary youth, but a state that a person must face when he is alone.
When you are filled with busy work or studies, you will not have this feeling. Time is running like water, and you just regret that there is not enough.
And in his current state, where he focuses on enjoying life every day and the pace is slow, it is natural for him to have this experience.
In a big city like Beijing, the only real friend he can have is Mr. Xie. Apart from work, his social circle now only relies on his college classmates.
My family and relatives are not here. I only have a cousin who is studying in college in Beijing, and the relationship is very weak.
I haven't found my girlfriend yet.
So, loneliness is normal.
But he is not afraid of this feeling. It is good to drink some wine, listen to music and think about things when he is quiet alone.
After playing a game of football, his physical strength was exhausted, and the emotions he felt about breaking up with Su Qing disappeared. He still maintained his interest in beautiful women.
However, he has some new insights: if he is just greedy for someone else's body, it is best not to get involved in her life and to keep a certain distance.
Jing Gao took a sip of wine. The pure fruity aroma entered his throat.
He really didn't expect that his first goal in his new life would be to play football. However, playing football is his hobby and it has the effect of exercising.
Although the Chinese Super League is in full swing now, the reputation of Chinese football has long been tainted. Anyone can criticize him. It seems that he is a bit too low-level even if he likes to play football.
But as long as the things you like to do are not illegal, why should you care about other people's opinions? Those who like to play cars, play e-sports, or eat seafood may not necessarily be superior? It doesn't matter the level, it's just that everyone's hobbies are different.
Football has been throughout his youth!
He could recite the names and histories of those stars in detail, and he could stay up all night with Lao Zou and the others to watch the Champions League final in a bar outside the school.
It was an unforgettable memory of youth.
"Didi."
The WeChat message on his phone rang, interrupting the music being played. Jing Gao looked at it and saw that it was a message from Xiao Qiao.
"Mr. Jing, Xiao Liu from Gaofan headhunter has sent me the resumes of deputy investment directors that meet the requirements. There are six in total. I did a preliminary screening together with Manager Li from Human Resources, which has just been completed.
The three selected resumes have been sent to your work email. Please check them. Xiao Liu said that you can make an appointment for an interview tomorrow morning. Or the day after tomorrow."
The so-called work email is built into the internal office system of Zhongrun Company. After the trip to Jingxin, Xiao Qiao and Manager Li continued to recruit people. They bought a set of OA office software. Internal affairs began to be streamlined and standardized.
system.
Work information is sent directly to his mailbox.
Jing Gao called Xiao Qiao directly, sat on the carpet and leaned against the sofa, "Xiao Qiao, are you still up so late?"
Xiao Qiao chuckled and said: "Mr. Jing, it's hard to earn a million yuan per year! I've been almost too busy lately. Oh, Xiao He, I've sent him to the University of Trade and Economics. If you have anything to do, you can tell her. Call her.
I’ll send it to you shortly.”
Jing Gao said in surprise: "You found a house so quickly?"
"No~. Let's stay at the express hotel next to the University of International Trade for a few days."
Jing Gao once again refreshed Xiao Qiao's ability to do things, which was quite strong. After chatting for a few words, he got to the point, "I will have an interview at the office on the 45th floor of Guomao tomorrow morning. I will go there. Let Xiao Liu make an appointment with them and take time apart.
half an hour."
"OK."
After finishing the work, Jing Gao thought for a while and sent Chen Yujie a WeChat message, "Classmate Chen, I have a question. I have a recruitment tomorrow and I need to interview employees. Which are the better schools in your legal field?"
