Fan Dongsheng is a stupid child and can only be educated in languages ​​that he can understand. For Fu Dongmei, this language is like adding a feather duster to the sole of the shoe, for the teacher, and for Fu Ping'an, it is a combination of words such as "Young and Dangerous, Jianghu, Big Brother". Fan Dongsheng can listen to it best and quickly enter the state.

At this moment, Fan Dongsheng entered the state. In his mind, his father Fan Dong is a respected but virtuous tycoon in the world. The word "created" he created is to be passed on to the next generation of talks. However, he has two sons, one of whom is not very successful, and the other adopts it soars into the sky, and he has a vague trend of becoming a new generation of leaders. He is the one who is not successful and has such an excellent brother. He can only be a happy second-generation black man. He doesn't have to participate in the disputes in the world. He also needs money and money. It's not bad to have girls.

When Fu Ping'an saw Fan Dongsheng's eyes froze and dazed, he knew that the boy was thinking about the plot. He slapped him and said, "What are you thinking?"

"When will I go buy a computer?" Fan Dongsheng pulled back his thoughts, returned to reality, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, which was the saliva shed for a girl in the class.

"Anytime." Fu Ping'an said that in fact, he had wanted to buy a computer, and it was too inconvenient to go to the Internet cafe every time he went online. The graphics card of this computer must be good, because he had to play various games, the hard drive must be large, he could store many movies, and the configuration must be very cost-effective. This was originally his strength, and various hardware data were familiar, but he had lost his skills in the past few months and needed to find another foreign aid.

Fu Ping'an asked Fan Dongsheng to get out of the way, then logged into his QQ and left a message to Shen Kai, and made an appointment to go to the computer world to get a new computer. It was almost ten minutes away, and he got off the computer and left. He sent Fan Dongsheng home first, and then went back to the Rococo Bar.

Sister Qian was not here, but Zhao Guanghui was there. He came back from Beijing and gathered around him. He was all in his thirties and forties, well-dressed and successful in his career. He sat around a table with foreign wine and cigars on it.

Fu Ping'an said that Brother Hui had bought wine, should I move it in?

Zhao Guanghui said it was enough to put it in the car. You sit down and have a drink and taste this cigar imported from the Philippines. As he said, he picked up one and threw it over. With his hands raised, Fu Ping'an saw that Brother Hui's wrist was shining with golden light. It was a gold watch with a dark brown crocodile leather strap. The dial was complex and bright and noble.

Fu Ping'an took out the lighter and prepared to light a cigarette. Zhao Guanghui said that he could not use that, he should use a special match to light it, otherwise it would destroy the taste of the cigar. There are cigar cuts, and you should cut the head of the cigar before smoking.

The cigar tastes different from cigarettes, and it is very spicy and rich. Fu Ping'an choked on his first sip. A elder brother told him that smoking a cigar does not pass through his lungs like smoking, but feels the fragrance from his mouth.

Fu Ping'an felt that he was very rustic. Sitting with these elder brothers, he was like a child. He couldn't get into the troubles of what others talked about, and could only be a quiet audience.

The business, house and nanny that the big brothers discussed were not the categories that Fu Ping'an was good at. He was like a needle and a cigar was not as good as smoking. He only hoped that Sister Qian would return soon so that she could find an excuse to leave.

Finally, Zhao Guanghui mentioned the topic that Fu Ping'an was a little good at. He said that I had bought two cars from my friend and sent them tonight in a flatbed car. Everyone will taste it at that time, and said, Ping'an, you can go with me, and you will also try it out.

The box of Wuliangye was bought by Zhao Guanghui. A group of old brothers cooked three bottles of supper. After drinking it, the car arrived. They went to a car repair shop outside the Third Ring Road to pick up the car and inspect the car. Fu Ping'an followed them. In the brightly lit garage, the two cars were covered with tarpaulin. Only one big and one small could be seen. Zhao Guanghui and Chen Qian came forward to pull off the tarpaulin, revealing the lineup. A black Bentley and a green Porsche 911 sports car were shining brightly under the light, which was beautiful.

Everyone was shocked. Brother Hui's move was extraordinary. He had just been released from prison and had sex with Bentley and Porsche a few days ago. You should know that Chen Qian was blocked by someone to force her debts. This only shows that Zhao Guanghui was mysterious and had huge energy. Thinking of his early release from prison without warning, it gave people endless reverie.

Zhao Guanghui said: "Brothers, calm down, listen to me, I want to thank someone..."

Fu Ping'an felt aroused in his heart and thought to himself that he might be thanking me.

"This person is our Xixi. Thank you for her sacrifice and achievements over the past eight years. This Porsche 911 is the gift I gave to Xixi. Everyone applauds!"

Everyone applauded warmly, and Fu Ping'an also applauded, feeling that he was overthinking. Today, he was not the protagonist.

When Chen Qian took the Porsche key, she was a little shy and then she burst into tears. Her long-term mental tension finally relaxed, which was infinite fatigue and fear. In the past eight years, she was too tired and could finally rest.

Zhao Guanghui continued: "From the future, Xixi will still be the chairman of our Guanghui Group, and I am the general manager of Xixi. I thought it was not appropriate to go to Hummer when I came to discuss the project. It felt like a gangster, so I got a car, low-key, low-key."

After a burst of laughter, someone asked, "Brother Hui, Hummer is better, don't play with me for two days."

Zhao Guanghui said: "Okay, if you like it, drive away, but the license plate needs to be replaced. These four 8 license plates are exclusive to Xixi."

Fu Ping'an was a little disappointed. He had feelings for Hummers, but it was not bad if he had Bentley. He could adapt to the performance of the car soon. He drove the Bentley downstairs to his parents and brothers to experience what it would be like to sit up with a top luxury car.

Zhao Guanghui opened the Bentley door and watched a group of people. Fu Ping'an did not squeeze in. He drove the car sooner or later, so there was no need to hurry. However, through the crowd, he also saw the luxurious black and white interior inside the car, all of which were genuine leather and solid wood, with the texture exactly the same as the name of the car, and it was elegant!

"The 6.75-liter V8 engine, 500 horsepower, and only takes five to 100 kilometers to accelerate from zero to 100 kilometers. How about it? " Zhao Guanghui said to a man in his thirties.

"It's just a sports car," said the man.

Then Fu Ping'an saw Zhao Guanghui hand over the car keys. The man got on Bentley, carefully closed the car door, got familiar with it, slowly drove the car out of the garage, drove out of the gate, and went on the road to test the car.

"I'm going to ask Lao Tian to help me drive." Zhao Guanghui said to others, "Didn't he drive a half-check before? His driving skills are absolutely excellent and he is careful."

Fu Ping'an's heart was cold, Hummer was given away, Sister Qian's sports car did not need a driver, Zhao Guanghui's Bentley found a full-time driver, and she was unemployed, but then she thought, this might be a sign of reuse. Just as Wang Jun said, handing over the Rococo bar to herself, maybe that's how Brother Hui arranged it.

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The next development is not as optimistic as Fu Ping'an expected. The new store manager of the Rococo Bar is indeed coming, but it is not Fu Ping'an, but a capable sister in her thirties who is versatile and good at it. It is said that she had opened a bar in Sanlitun, Beijing before, and she recruited new DJs and bartenders, and the lighting and audio have made a new layout. Although it was only partially adjusted, the effect was quite obvious. The clearing bar turned into a noisy bar, and the passenger flow increased greatly, and the daily turnover of the drinks doubled compared to before.

Fu Ping'an was convinced. Just imagine that if he had just managed a bar, he could only maintain the same state. He lacked too much knowledge and experience, and these experiences could not be compensated by hard study. After discovering that his parents were ordinary people, Fu Ping'an found that he was also ordinary people. He even felt like a donkey from Qian, and except for smashing wine bottles on his head, he basically didn't know anything at all. This discovery brought him a deep sense of frustration.

The capable elder sister arranged the job for Fu Ping'an to watch the venue, but he was not the one who watched the venue. There was also an older uncle. Everyone called him Uncle Qiang. Uncle Qiang told Fu Ping'an that watching the venue was also a technical job, and it was not enough to stand guard there. That was called a security guard. Those who watched the venue should look at all directions and know what the other party was doing at a glance. They also had strong adaptability and communication skills, had a wide range of communication, and could speak to anyone they met.

Fu Ping'an learned new knowledge and felt ashamed of himself. Although he was known as a titan, he was actually just a newcomer in the world. Many people knew this name, and very few people could match the name with the real person.

Uncle Qiang is in his forties, has a big belly, and likes to mix sports pants and flip-flop leather shoes. I heard that he had practiced Bajiquan before and had kung fu. Before he came to the bar to watch the venue, he worked alone and opened two hair washing rooms. In his words, he was swept by the police station all day, and was worried and boring, and he couldn't make much money.

Fu Ping'an asked Uncle Qiang how he met Brother Hui. Uncle Qiang said proudly that he had helped Brother Hui block a knife twelve years ago.

"I can remember this love between Brother Hui for the rest of his life, but he is a person of particularity." Uncle Qiang recalled that time, narrowed his eyes slightly and felt a lot of emotion.

Fu Ping'an was desperate. He seemed to see what he looked like when he was forty. It was terrible to be able to see his head at a glance. At the same time, he also understood one thing: the mascot is always a mascot. The so-called tramp is just a job with a high risk factor. My mother is right, this road has no future.

To be precise, Zhao Guanghui gave Fu Ping'an a job, he only needed to sit and drink in the bar on time, but his salary increased, 5,000 yuan a month.

This money is so hot. Fu Ping'an is a tactful person. He can weigh the weight of his own. Now that Sister Qian has retired and Brother Hui has taken over, a large number of courageous and knowledgeable old friends are not only easy to use, but also very tacitly understand. However, given Sister Qian's face, Brother Hui will not fire him, so he needs to take the initiative.

According to rumors in the martial arts world, Zhao Guanghui found a mysterious backer, raised 100 million yuan, and obtained a national key engineering project worth 3 billion yuan. Now many people are cursing him but can't find a way. He is busy outside all day and can't see anyone. Chen Qian also accompanied him. Fu Ping'an hasn't seen Sister Qian for several days. He heard that she had completed the transfer procedures for Xiaohui and no longer went to boarding school. She went to a key elementary school in the city to study. Sister Qian returned to her family and was parent-child time every day. In this way, even the road of tutoring cannot be understood.

There is another reason that drove Fu Ping'an to resign. In mid-October, he met his old classmate Li Gen in a bar. His former rival is quite friendly now. Fu Ping'an took a bottle of Chivas and Li Gen to drink. Li Gen said, "Have you heard of the case in Harbin?"

Of course Fu Ping'an knew about this case that there was a candy bar in Harbin. A group of police officers who were off work had a conflict with several young people in society. The young people took action first, and then were killed, causing a life. The public opinion on the Internet was in an uproar, and there were many reversals, and there were all things to say. There were also memes like "Do you know who my uncle is?"

Li Gen said: "That time in the Internet cafe, if it weren't for you, I would have started to have sex with people. I really couldn't stop fighting. If he died, I would have died. I only realized my fear after going to college. Fu Ping'an, I thank you for saving my life."

The two clinked glasses and fucked. Li Gen looked around and said, "You are doing well. If you encounter something outside in the future, will it work if you mention your name?"

Fu Ping'an smiled and said, "It's not working. I'm just temporarily here. I'll ride a horse and find a horse. If I find a good job, I'll change it."

Li Gen said: "I think so, it's young, so I can learn some technology. By the way, my dad needs people. He is a real estate development person. If you want, I'll introduce it to you."

Fu Ping'an agreed without any hesitation. It was too difficult to live as a rice cuckold. Even if the qualification was earned by life, he was only eighteen years old and could not live on the credit book of four beer bottles for the rest of his life.

The night was as cold as water, and Fu Ping'an was lying in the bedroom converted into a balcony, tossing and turning. He understood that his journey to the world had come to an end. Resigning properly and without being ruthless is an art. Brother Hui and Sister Qian are both loyal people, so he needs an appropriate reason. Rereading is the best excuse. He was also worried that he would show off when he resigned face to face, so he got up and turned on the lights and wrote a sincere resignation letter, preparing to ask the store manager to be handed over to Sister Qian tomorrow.
Chapter completed!