Nowadays, Yang Chen has the capital to be confident. Overseas, he has four powerful buddies, a group of fierce men who are willing to die for him at any time, and a steady stream of huge income. He resolutely chooses to return to his country. He not only misses his hometown and relatives, but also wants to live in the past.
Stand up from the place where you fell.
Choosing Shanghai as the first stop after returning to China is an ideal layout.
Yang Chen stopped in front of the window and thought for a long time. He looked at his watch. It was almost time. It was time for the people waiting for him to arrive. He turned and left the luxurious room and went straight to the simple European style coffee shop on the 54th floor. There were not many people, but everyone was there.
The clothes are smart, the men are gentlemen, and the women are elegant.
Yang Chen didn't have the time to think about whether others were pretending or not. He criticized other people's pretense every day. He was neither jealous nor inferior.
He chose to sit down by the window and ordered a glass of juice and a dessert first. At this moment, a tall blonde woman walked into the coffee shop. She had a beautiful face, her bulging breasts trembled with her steps, and her waist was watery.
The plump buttocks and long legs, paired with a black pencil skirt that already highlights the figure, and thin high heels, create an intoxicating scenery full of temptation.
The men's eyes followed the blonde and they were reluctant to move away.
The girl elegantly walked to the sofa seat occupied by Yang Chen by the window, and sat down with a smile. This scene made many male beasts secretly cry out for pity and became very angry. They were paranoid that Yang Chen, who was dressed casually, was not elegant, not a gentleman, and was not valuable.
Sitting opposite an exquisite woman of this caliber.
How did they know that when the blonde sat down, she would first whisper "Boss"? Boss... How can a boss who can be a woman like this be an ordinary person?
Anna was once a high-level elite at a Wall Street investment bank.
Now she is Yang Chen's full-time financial investment consultant. Most of her savings in the past year or two are in the hands of this woman. Anna ordered a cup of coffee and got straight to the point. Elites from Wall Street investment banks really pay attention to efficiency. She is not too fluent in using
Chinese: "The assets you entrusted me to take care of have increased in value several times. However, the Apple stock that I won at 110 US dollars last year has only appreciated very little so far. It even fell below 110 US dollars last month."
US dollars, but I firmly believe that in the next three to five years, Apple’s stock price will do wonders and bring you immeasurable wealth.”
Don't use it if you doubt it, don't doubt it if you employ it.
Adhering to this point of view, Yang Chen smiled and nodded: "I believe you. At the end of this year, I will give you more money to take care of."
Anna was stunned. She was flattered by the trust of the young man opposite her. Once upon a time, her ex-husband, who was the vice president of Goldman Sachs, had never trusted her so much.
"Is Nini okay?"
"Very good, I want to come with me to Shanghai to meet you this time."
Speaking of her dependent daughter, Anna smiled like a flower and looked at Yang Chen with heartfelt gratitude. In the shooting incident on the streets of New York the year before last, it was the man in front of her who saved her daughter from the gunpoint of a gangster. As an old Chinese saying goes,
...This kindness should be repaid with a spring of water.
Yang Chen knew what the woman opposite was thinking, so he smiled lightly, and the two continued to chat about some financial investment topics.
"I want to set up an investment company on Wall Street, with you in charge, and then invest in domestic projects. This way, I have a foreign investment background, which can save me trouble. You know the specific operation better than me, so I can only trouble you completely." Yang Chen
Speak out the thoughts that have been brewing in your heart for a long time.
Foreign investment background.
Nearly thirty years after reform and opening up, this is still a big killer that drives many local governments to give the green light.
The plan was far-reaching and planned step by step. If she didn't understand the other party, Anna would never believe that the young guy sitting opposite was only 21 years old. She nodded with deep understanding and agreed to this arduous task. For her who is determined to be a strong woman, this is not a chance to prove herself.
Excellent opportunity.
Anna pondered for a moment and subconsciously went to get the coffee cup on the table. Mu Ran noticed that Yang Chen's eyes swept across her plump breasts, either intentionally or unintentionally. She was already used to men's attention and couldn't explain why. Her face turned red and she hurriedly lowered her head to cover it up.
, my heart could not be calm for a long time.
Could it be that it has been too long since the divorce... Anna was thinking wildly.
Yang Chen was baffled when he saw Anna's shyness and charm, but he had to admit that this exotic beauty who had given birth to a child and had the charm of a mature woman exuded a fatal temptation to men. Her breasts, waist, buttocks, and legs were played with in the mirror.
The old man's push cart is simply a blessing that a man has cultivated in eight lifetimes.
Dirty!
Yang Chen secretly cursed himself, hurriedly discarding distracting thoughts and suppressing the evil fire in his heart.
The two of them chatted for another hour and finalized some plans before Anna stood up to leave. Yang Chen stared at the enchanting figure going away and smiled, quite self-deprecating. He couldn't control himself if he stayed with such a woman for too long. No wonder
The ancients had a metaphor for women who conquered a country and conquered a city.
Something happened in Shanghai.
Yang Chen went back to his room and stayed bored for two days, enjoying the presidential suite of the Jinmao Grand Hyatt Hotel. He also drafted a proposal for establishing an investment company and faxed it to Anna. Even if he is a hands-off shopkeeper, he must grasp the general direction. Important matters must be handled by
Make your own decisions.
People rely most on themselves.
Relying purely on others will make you unlucky and appear too incompetent.
On the third day, Yang Chen flew directly to the capital. Back then, he had a promising future and was imprisoned in this city, losing all his glory as a soldier. Now he is back and walking on Qianmen Street, which was renovated for the Olympic Games last year. He is filled with emotions, just like himself
Such ups and downs include Deng Gong in the distance and Shi Yuzhu in the near future.
To borrow the words of a great man.
It's all gone, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!
Yang Chen was so arrogant that he finally met the person he came to Beijing to meet in a courtyard near Prince Gong's Mansion. The middle-aged soldier who had taken him out of prison back then. This slightly feminine man was wearing casual clothes and handed a manila file bag to him when they met.
He smiled and said: "It's good to come back alive. This is what you want."
Without saying a word, Yang Chen opened the paper bag. Inside was a newly made file and a university admission notice. Ningxi University is the only key university in Ningxi Province that has entered the 211 and 985 projects. He chuckled and glanced at Yin Rou with a hint of gratitude.
Man, if he cannot fulfill his dream of going to college in this life, he will never die in peace.
Opening the file again, Yang Chen found that it was still the original file, but that his enlistment in the army and subsequent circumstances had been changed. He was a little surprised as he was ready to change his name and go to college.
"You have come back safely. It should be kept secret. As for continuing to use your previous true identity... it's no big deal." The feminine man sat down at the stone table in the center of the courtyard, poured two cups of soaked Tieguanyin, and signaled to Yang Chen
He also sat down to enjoy the tea. Yang Chen sat down and took out another thing and pushed it in front of Yang Chen.
A small booklet similar to a military ID card.
Yang Chen picked it up and opened it, General Staff, Eleventh Bureau, Special Service Officer, Major Officer, Yang Chen. These keywords made Yang Chen unbelievable. This small book was not only proof of special identity, but also had another name.
,License to Kill!
The middle-aged soldier sipped his tea and said with a smile: "Don't make a fuss. I prepared this for you more to continue the relationship between you and the General Staff. You should have seen the 007 movie. It is far from the real situation, but the movie reflects the cultivation
The difficulties of being a top agent. People like you, like 007 in the movie, are valuable talents for the country and cannot be easily lost."
Yang Chen held the small notebook and said with a wry smile: "I don't want to fight and kill again and live on the run."
"I don't want to use you even more. Once I use you, something big will happen that I have to do. It's better to have fewer such things, not the best." The middle-aged soldier teased, and the two people sitting opposite each other then smiled in understanding and drank happily.
Tea.
With a cup of tea in his throat, Yang Chen put away his things, hesitated for a moment, and performed a standard military salute. No matter how secret his new identity was, he might not need it in his lifetime, but he was still considered a soldier, and then he turned and left.
The middle-aged soldier's slender fingers were as long as those of a woman. He gently stroked the top-grade purple clay teacup and watched Yang Chen go out with a smile, enigmatic.
"Director, are you too indulgent by doing this? Also, the four people he brought out are still messing around outside the country. You have to think carefully." A man wearing the rank of lieutenant colonel appeared and reminded his boss worriedly.
"I'm not conniving. He is a rare talent who must be used by the country. Maybe we will not only use him in the future, but also borrow his power abroad to deal with some shady matters. I call this preparation for a rainy day. The bosses and
I think the same thing." The middle-aged soldier sitting drinking tea smiled deeper and deeper.
Is the golden lin a thing in the pond?
When faced with a storm, he transforms into a dragon.
The middle-aged soldier slowly put down his tea cup and murmured softly.
