"We both passed by and had a dream, and we should have been a couple.
People don't wake up in the dream of youth, and they have to go back after waking up.
Three meals, one night, and a pair of people, who will it be?
As long as we don’t get it, it’s always the past, which is always the best..."
The dazzling light outside the car reflected the restraint inside the car. When Yue Wenzhen sat in the passenger seat, Yuan Shuying couldn't let go for a while. After all, the two of them were not familiar with each other yet.
In Yue Wen's impression, it seems that the two of them have never been in the same room, if this carriage is also counted as one room.
Yuan Shuying turned on the stereo, and Anita Mui's "It seems like an old friend is coming" was sung in the bright night.
"This is Lin Xi's word!"
Among Xiangjiang poets, Yue Wen likes Uncle Zhan and Lin Xi the most, but Fang Wenshan is also good.
Immediately finding common ground, Yuan Shuying said with a smile, "He must believe in Buddhism. His words are very charming, like a contemporary Nalan Rongruo. Sometimes, I wonder if he is Nalan who traveled through time and space." Come? Do you also like Lin Xi?"
"I can't say I like this person very much, but I like his lyrics," Yue Wen said with a smile. "The song "The Hard Sutra" sung by Zhou Huajian is difficult for ordinary people to write..."
When talking about the lyrics, Yuan Shuying seemed to be very talkative. It was rare to find common ground and both of them were very interested.
In the half-darkness and half-light, the outline of Yuan Shuying's face was sometimes hazy and sometimes clear. Seeing this teacher and sister Yuan who seemed to be otherworldly, Yue Wen thought to himself, "We have three meals and one night together, what will happen in the end?" who is it?"
However, could this person be that Wu Min?
The Jeep slowly drove into a villa area. This is the earliest wealthy area in Qinwan and is located in the most prosperous seaside area. The housing prices here exceeded 100,000 per square meter a few years ago.
In front of a single villa, Yue Shuying slowly stopped the car. The lights in the villa were like ordinary people's homes. Yue Wen felt that it was not so dazzlingly bright.
"Xiaoyue, sit down for a while, I'll go upstairs and take a look." Yuan Shuying said enthusiastically.
The decoration in the living room is not luxurious, but a lot of mahogany is used, showing a simple and natural style.
"My dad is upstairs." Yuan Shuying smiled and waved to him from the second floor. Yue Wenxiao went upstairs to the study on the third floor.
"Able to live quietly".
There was actually a plaque on the study door. Yue Wen smiled dumbly, but after he entered, he immediately felt that his smile was shallow.
The huge study room was surrounded by books. When he sat down on the sofa, there were still books on the coffee table. Nan Huaijin's "The Analects of Confucius", Toynbee's "Historical Research", Max Weber's "Protestant Ethics and Ethics". The Spirit of Capitalism"...
Yuan Guohui looked up from his book.
This is the third time Yue Wen has met this legendary businessman. The first time was at the dinner table, the second time was in his company, and the third time was in his study.
Yuan Guohui's face has sharp edges and corners. Whether he is eating or talking, his mood and anger are reflected in his color. He does not seem to be very worldly, and he looks a bit like a tough guy in a Hollywood blockbuster.
But Yue Wen knew that businessmen like this, who came from an official family, served as the director of the Qinbei District Government Office under the age of thirty, and had been in the business world for twenty years. Their worldliness was not something ordinary people could talk about.
"Mr. Yuan, a few thoughts." Yue Wenxiang stood up and put the gold stone in his hand on the table as if he thought of something.
Yuan Guohui looked at Yuan Shuying, who was sitting beside him as if he was indifferent, "Are you Xiaoying's student?"
Yuan Shuying flipped through the newspaper in his hand, as if he didn't hear his father's greeting at all.
"Yes..." Yue Wengang answered with a smile, but Yuan Guohui didn't give him a chance to speak at all, "What's the matter, tell me."
Compared with the less than enthusiastic treatment of Jiang Sheng and Cai Yongjin by Yuan Guohui in the office the day before yesterday, this was very perfunctory.
"It's nothing, just a trivial matter." The lines on Yue Wen's face automatically formed and became as sharp and angular as Yuan Guohui's. "Actually, Mr. Yuan, to be honest, I don't want to come either. I know that I am just a little secretary and a nobody.
When I come to your door, I have two questions about whether I can get in. I also know that other people's faces are not so good-looking, but I just don't like it. It's so simple for others to promote me. I just write materials in the office and use my pen. I
I always do the most difficult job and pull the best cars. It’s not that I want to choose the most difficult path, it’s that I have no choice but to do it when the leader asks me to do it..."
Yuan Guohui smiled and looked at Yuan Shuying with a smile. This young man is such a chatty person. Oh, he is still a literary and angry youth.
Yuan Shuying was a little anxious, "Xiaoyue..."
Yuan Guohui waved his hand, "The young man has a personality, which is not good in the agency." His eyes were sharp, "But I know you are not a 'mortal'. I have heard about Jinjiling, Yongping
He also called me and said that you have a cooperative relationship with Jiaokuang Group."
Yuan Shuying looked at Yue Wen quietly, and Yue Wen was staring at Yuan Guohui with all his attention.
"Yongping said that you have the courage to compete with China National Petroleum & Chemical Corporation, and you also have the strategy to introduce China Construction Engineering and establish Hanbei Cement. Your contribution is considered outstanding in the organization and among your peers. Well, Xiangting
It’s considered the right thing to use you.”
This is a political achievement that Yue Wen is proud of, but in Yuan Guohui's mouth, he feels like boiled water, tasteless and not worth mentioning.
"If you come to ask for help, you will be looked down upon," Yue Wen laughed at himself, "Back then, didn't you also wait in the corridor of the bank for a week?"
Yuan Guohui stared at him and closed the book in his hand.
"Xiaoyue!" Yuan Shuying shouted again, with an already very dissatisfied expression. He was exposing others but not others, and he was doing it in front of himself and his daughter.
"What else do you know?"
Yuan Guohui's original posture of sitting upright changed and he was leaning on a chair instead.
Body posture is a reflection of psychological activities, which indicates changes in psychology. Yue Wen said with a smile, "Your record is also very brilliant. You turned a real estate company from losses to profits within one year, and you were scrambling to squeeze into the agency while others were trying to show off."
At that time, you resolutely resigned and went to work to establish the Zhengrong Group. In 1999, the company collapsed, and you did not need a year to make a comeback. You said something..."
Both father and daughter looked at him, but Yuan Shuying's face slowly broke out into a smile. This kid was not unable to speak, but he was very good at speaking. He spoke in a way that others would like to hear.
"You said, first, never borrow money from banks; second, never borrow money from the private sector; third, act according to your ability. You said, keep these three points in mind in the future, and you will definitely make a comeback." Yue Wen looked at Yuan Guohui,
"Actually, what I admire most about you is that in such a difficult situation, you have to carry it alone."
He spoke implicitly, but Yuan Guohui understood what he meant, and even in such a difficult situation, he did not use Governor Yuan's head ties.
"You are now engaged in football again. By the way, you also said, 'A man's excitement begins at the age of fifty.' We believe that your exciting era is about to come!"
Yuan Shuying's face finally cleared up from the clouds, but Yuan Guohui remained calm, "Xiang Ting called me. It's about your moving back to your house. There is nothing trivial in his plan..."
Haha, finally getting down to business, Yue Wen picked up the water that Yuan Shuying poured for him, took a sip, and gradually felt confident.
Well, being willing to talk about business also means that Yuan Guohui no longer underestimates him from the bottom of his heart and can talk to him as an equal. Well, there is a way to do this!