The focus of the entire box was on Jing Gao. Jing Gao had already experienced it, picked up the can of beer, raised it, and said with a smile: "It seems that I sang well. Thank you for your applause. I respect you all!"
"Cheers!" Everyone raised their glasses in response.
As the applause died down, the atmosphere in the box became a bit more lively.
In the corner of the sofa, Jing Gao smiled and said, "Young Master Jiang, right? Let's have a drink."
Jiang Qinghua quickly picked up the beer can, bowed slightly, and said cautiously: "No, no. Mr. Jing, you can call me Qinghua or Xiao Jiang. I'll do it, you can do whatever you want." As he said that, he drank all the beer in one gulp.
Drink it.
Not to mention that Guo Shaoqiang was dumbfounded. Several male and female classmates next to him were a little stupid. How could they not know who Jiang Qinghua was? He was always arrogant at every gathering. He had a demeanor of "I am the one who laughs and curses", and he liked to show off.
A young man.
Sitting next to Jing Gao, the unnamed male classmate thought "Mr. Jing" was a joke just now, but now he feels that Jing Gao's every move is quite classy! Listen to this sentence "Master Jiang, right?" He is very sure of it.
In place.
Damn it, if one day I am qualified to say this, I will definitely point my finger at Jiang Qinghua’s chest and say: What an arrogant guy! Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river. Don’t bully young people into poverty!
Jing Gao made a gesture, "Then let's call you Tsinghua University. Sit down. Sit down. Hey, I remember you didn't exist before Class 3."
Jiang Qinghua sat on the sofa next to Jinggao obediently like a primary school student, and explained: "I was in Class 2 before, and I was transferred to Class 3 in the second semester of the second semester of high school for arts and sciences. It's a pity that I can't be a classmate with Mr. Jing."
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Guo Shaoqiang sat on the other side of the well, squeezing the nameless classmate away. He was about to cry. Both Ma De and Jiang Qinghua had such virtues and appearance, which could only mean one thing: that is the brother in front of him.
, is the actual controller of Phoenix Fund! The owner who spent $8.2 billion to acquire Uber.
Jing Gao laughed and said, "When I was in high school, my grades were average. You and my classmates were of no use. Student Guo, what does Tsinghua's family do? Please introduce me."
Guo Shaoqiang suddenly felt like bursting into tears with gratitude. Look, this is a big shot! He has a broad mind and magnanimous bearing. A smile suddenly filled his fat face and he said: "Mr. Jing, the core company of Mr. Jiang's family is the Chenyang Group. The main business is Chenyang Group.
The business is: real estate development, properties, hotels, shopping malls, etc. The business scope covers the whole province. The headquarters is in Jinling."
Jing Gao understood a little bit. Guo Shaoqiang's Qingfeng Group might be working with Jiang Qinghua's family to make ends meet. No wonder this fat man kept saying "Jiang Shao" and seemed to ignore his classmates.
"Tsinghua University, do you know Song Yan? I remember that he seems to be studying in Jinling, and he is a native of Jinling."
When talking about acquaintances, Jiang Qinghua became a little more lively and said with a smile: "Ha, Mr. Jing, do you know Song Yan too?"
Jing Gao nodded with a smile and took a sip of wine, "He set up a supercar club in Shanghai. Two days before the National Day, I was invited to have a drink before returning to Haizhou."
Jiang Qinghua gave a thumbs up, "Mr. Jing, you are awesome. Song Yan has a very high vision, and few people of his generation can catch his eye. His Fuhui Group is the leading private enterprise in Sujiang Province.
Uncle Song is very important.
The fact that I can hang out with him is because of the friendship between the elders, and we have a good relationship with women. Hi, Mr. Jing, I made a mistake. It should be that he would be honored to invite you over for a drink. I punish myself.
, punish yourself with three glasses of wine.”
Jing Gao just smiled. Jiang Qinghua, the young man, has something. Jiang Qinghua deliberately said this wrongly. If you want to show off, you should suppress it first! Besides, you can make friends with him by drinking.
After Jiang Qinghua finished drinking three cans of beer, Guo Shaoqiang invited: "Mr. Jing, Mr. Jiang, it's almost time now. How about we go to Taibai Restaurant and chat while we wait." There was singing here, but the environment for chatting was actually not good.
"Then let's go."
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Taibai Restaurant is less than 500 meters outside Green Dragon KTV. It is a two-story antique building. The private rooms facing the lake have a very good view. Guo Shaoqiang's family is a caterer, so he made a connection early and booked a large private room.
Jing Gao, Jiang Qinghua, and Guo Shaoqiang went upstairs to the box together. A waiter in a red long-sleeved uniform brought tea.
Guo Shaoqiang said goodbye in a sensible manner, "Mr. Jing, Mr. Jiang, you guys chat. I'll go outside to see how the food is being prepared."
Jing Gao and Jiang Qinghua were sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the box, looking at the autumn lake view and chatting about "Song Yan".
From that meeting at the Shanghai Supercar Club, Jing Gao knew that he and Song Yan couldn't get along. The only place where the two parties' businesses overlapped was in film and television. But Jing Gao could vaguely feel that this young talent had an interest in him.
There is some kind of hostility. It’s hard to explain, and it’s unclear. But it shouldn’t be wrong.
Therefore, he needs to know more about this person.
Jiang Qinghua also started chatting at this moment. He and Song Yan were friends, so he would definitely not say anything critical in front of Jing Gao, just talk about romantic affairs, "Mr. Jing, Song Yan's appearance is the best you have ever seen.
I'm handsome and have a sweet mouth.
Mad, this kid’s highest record is that he managed to seduce a rich girl who had just returned to China in five minutes in a bar. He took her to the small balcony on the second floor to have a fight."
Let me go. Your wording is very novel.
Jing Gao understood it and complained in his heart. He drank tea calmly.
Jiang Qinghua chuckled and said again: "He plays for fun, and his academic performance is very good. He got into Donghai University based on his true ability in the college entrance examination. He is quite powerful. It is said that he was named the school girl by the girls of Donghai University. And in the university town over there
There are several beautiful female college students in it who are all related."
Jing Gaodao: "I heard that he has a girlfriend in Shanghai?"
Jiang Qinghua chuckled and said: "Mr. Jing, it must be in the Magic City. How about it in Jinling?"
Time flies while chatting. Soon it will be dinner time.
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Guo Shaoqiang came out of Taibai Restaurant, called Ji Wenze on the sidewalk, and said in a low voice: "Old classmate, don't say I didn't inform you. The latest news: Mr. Jing of this place is Mr. Jing of that place."
Ji Wenze smiled and said: "Fat Guo, you have learned to speak classical Chinese. I am busy talking in human language."
Guo Shaoqiang looked around and whispered: "Jing Gao is the actual controller of Phoenix Fund. Mr. Jiang seems to know something. He is chatting with him. There is also a young master from Jinling. So, I specially called you.
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Ji Wenze was full of wit and said: "Young Qiang, you are serious." The title was changed.
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At about 5:30 in the evening, students came to Taihu Restaurant one after another. There were people paying the bills at Green Dragon. A banner was hung downstairs in Taihu Restaurant: Warmly celebrate the reunion of Class 3, Grade 04, Haizhou No. 1 Middle School.
There were 4 tables lined up in the private room near the lake. There were about 40 people from Class 3, old and new, who came. Ji Wenze, who originally said he had something to do in the evening and couldn't come, also came.
Jing Gao did not go to the main table at the end, but casually chose a nearby table to sit down. Jiang Qinghua, Ji Wenze, Guo Shaoqiang, and Lao Zou were all sitting here. Plus Shao Sisi, Cai Shiyao, Du Juan and several other girls
.Then, a few classmates who thought they were qualified sat over.
In an instant, this table is the focus, the main table.
Ji Wenze's hair was combed smoothly and he said with a smile: "I propose that Mr. Jing tell us a few words. We are reunited after nine years. It is fate that we have been classmates for three years, and our love has not diminished. This is the first time for Mr. Jing.
If you come to our class reunion, you must have a lot of emotions to say."
Jiang Qinghua said angrily: "Old Ji, your secretarial skills are okay." He and Ji Wenze didn't deal with each other. There was no grudge, it was just that they couldn't understand each other's styles.
Guo Shaoqiang took the lead in applauding and said loudly: "Everyone is welcome." He turned to the waitress and asked the waitress to bring over a microphone.
In the box, warm applause rang out. Some of the applause was in agreement, and some was in appreciation of Jing Gao's singing just now. And Ji Wenze's reasons were well thought out, and no one would feel particularly disgusted.
It’s normal for classmates to reminisce about old friendships and talk about emotions. However, if you talk about this before eating, I’m just flattering you! Are you using us as tools or backdrops?
Jing Gao was a little dumbfounded, but his emotions were also a little agitated. When I was twenty-seven, I was no longer a follower at the class reunion.
Everyone knows that flattering is bad. But everyone likes to be flattered. This is human nature. Jing Gao is no exception. He is not a saint. In other words, he feels very comfortable when being supported by several classmates like this. But
He knew it well.
Jing Gao stood up and took the microphone, "Thank you everyone for the applause. This at least proves that I am not so annoying. My emotion is just two words: Serve."
After a few tenths of a second, the room burst into laughter, "Haha!" This was a kind laughter.
Jing Gao handed the microphone to the waiter, bowed to the students around him, and then sat down. Someone in the crowd heard shouting: "Okay!"
His friend Wei Junjie said bluntly that he did not want to be a backdrop for others to show off, so he did not come to the class reunion. Since he was pushed to the "center" position, there was no way he would fuck him. His friend once hated it.
Thing. This guy will pretend to be very low, and it will make the friendship between classmates sour.
Therefore, he restrained himself and said "serve" directly.
When it comes to the reunion of high school classmates after nine years, does he have any emotions? Or he does. But it's not easy to say it in public. You can't occupy the platform of this class reunion and force others to be your audience, right?
Jing Gao sat down, and the exquisite dishes in the restaurant were served like water. Jiang Qinghua, Ji Wenze, Guo Shaoqiang, Lao Zou, Shao Sisi, Cai Shiyao, Du Juan and others all looked at him with slightly different eyes.
Jing Gao is a really nice person.
How many people don’t want to make their voices heard on such an occasion? Don’t want their former classmates to be the audience, listen to my memories of those years, and listen to me bragging to you? Jing Gao doesn’t. There is no doubt that many years later, everyone will
Everyone will remember this scene, right?
After barely two bites of the food, Lao Zou, a science guy and programmer, stood up with a wine glass in his hand and said with admiration: "Jing Gao, I'll give you a toast. I'll do it, you can do whatever you want." Erliang's Feitian Moutai small cup was given to him in one sip.
Done.
This was considered the prelude to today’s toast. Many students came over to drink with Jing Gao. Jing Gao actually had a pretty good drinking capacity. But he probably couldn’t bear the toasts of nearly 40 people, so he drank a round, excused himself to pee, and left Taibai.
Come out of the restaurant.
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The wind by the lake blew the trees that were gradually withering in autumn. Jing Gao walked slowly, feeling a little floating, and felt very happy.
He remembered that not long after he got the Infinite Card, he understood what a great man should pursue: respect! This is the fourth level defined in Maslow's hierarchy of needs.
Many great people like to talk about their own theories and pursuits. But they must not know their personal ideals. The pursuit of these things has long been thoroughly described by philosophy and psychology. So, just follow the path pointed out by the predecessors!
Three questions about life: Who am I, where do I come from, and where do I want to go? The sages have already summarized it and summarized the system. What happened to the sages? Most of the sages are still ordinary people and cannot break through the predecessors.
The path opened up.
Don't think this is frustrating. This is an objective law. For example, Chen Ning Yang's theory is still guiding the theoretical physics community. Should those who engage in physics be frustrated? Obviously not.
He now feels that he has gained the "respect" of most of the classmates who came to the party today. So he is very happy.
At his level, it is obvious that he should pursue the fifth level of needs: the realization of self-worth! He should think about these issues.
There was the sound of footsteps and the scent of fragrance. The petite and exquisite Shao Sisi came over with Jing Gao's handbag and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, your escape skills are not good. You don't want the handbag? Is that okay?"
Jing Gao took it and said with a smile: "You should be half drunk. Miss Shao, thank you. You didn't drink too much today, did you? I see a lot of boys are eager to give you a toast."
Shao Sisi chuckled, covered her mouth and said softly: "Mr. Jing, I haven't heard you compliment me on my beauty in the past year and a half. This is just a compliment! Geez. Can you still drink? There is a nice bar in front.
I’ll buy you a drink and say thank you.”
"You are both a school beauty, and you still want me to praise you?" Jing Gao said with a smile: "You, Mr. Chen, are really old friends, and they don't even give you a holiday during the National Day?"
Shao Sisi gently stroked her hair by her ears, slightly raising her face, with admiration in her big eyes. The petite and convex figure of Shao Meiren looked quite charming in the moonlight, and she said with a smile: "What do you think? Let's go!"
Jing Gao said: "Well, let me buy you a cup of tea. The bar is very noisy and not suitable for small talk. I have a villa in front of Jinghu Lake."
