Li Feng understood the special meaning of ycv, and then thought about the extraordinary relationship between good buddies and Xiao Ruoshui Anna, and basically concluded that ycv was the industry of good buddies.
In the past two years, ycy's strength has increased exponentially, and it has conquered every territory. The global layout of the investment bank established last year, and because it holds a large amount of gold and US dollar capital, its influence index has risen rapidly, catching up with Goldman Sachs, Morgan Stanley, and Merrill Lynch.
bank.
In addition, ycv is involved in many fields, holding or investing in more than 100 multinational companies, holding shares in Google and Microsoft, and is one of the three largest shareholders of Apple.
Rich as a country!
It is not an exaggeration to describe YCV in this way.
When Li Feng thought of this, he felt very confused. He was confused whether he should regard Yang Chen as a good brother or the big boss behind ycv who was benevolent to him, so he sat here not knowing what to say.
"We are brothers, brothers forever." Yang Chen's abrupt words won the unanimous approval of Hao Yong, Wang Xiaofei and Sun Yu, when he cast his profound eyes on Li Feng.
Li Feng nodded without hesitation, obviously understanding the meaning of Yang Chen's words.
brother.
Brothers forever.
Although time has passed and the "Five Tigers" have long gone out of their naive and frivolous days, their friendship is still as pure as before. Li Feng, who had figured it out, secretly complained that he had too many messy thoughts.
Yang Chen saw Li Feng's previous entanglement, which was normal. In a society where money is paramount, childhood friends would inevitably be humbled or arrogant due to changes in each other's status. He didn't want this to happen between his brothers.
"The Ninth Middle School will be demolished soon, and the campus in the new district has been built. It is very beautiful." Wang Xiaofei casually revealed the news that touched Yang Chen's heartstrings.
"Let's go to No. 9 Middle School." Yang Chen said on a whim and left. Hao Yong, Wang Xiaofei, Sun Yu, and Li Feng followed suit without any objection.
"Hey...you didn't pay the bill!"
The five people walked out of the door of Shangdao Cafe, and the waiter chased them out. This made the five people extremely embarrassed. Hao Yong said he was sorry and went back to pay with the waiter.
Sun Yu smiled and said: "Thank you for not knowing me, otherwise our reputation will be completely ruined."
"When I was working in the town, I once had a treat. I got drunk by some comrades I hadn't seen for many years. I forgot to pay the bill. The boss knew me and didn't stop me at the time. It happened that a couple of friends were also eating in that restaurant and were using their mobile phones.
I filmed it and made a headline about the deputy mayor refusing to pay for meals, and posted the video, which alarmed the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection." Wang Xiaofei told the old story with a wry smile. It was that incident that made him fully understand the dangers of officialdom and the need to speak with caution.
Proceed with caution.
"Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are fights and intrigues." Yang Chen smiled faintly. It seemed like a simple truth that everyone could understand. Only people like him understood it the most.
Hao Yong paid the money and the five of them drove to No. 9 Middle School.
There were five people and five cars. Hao Yong and Wang Xiaofei drove a Tiguan and Sunyu Magotan. Li Feng came back this time to attend a high school classmate's wedding. Instead of driving his own car, he borrowed a white Mercedes Benz ML350 to be the lead car in the classmate's wedding convoy.
Yang Chen drove the Audi A8 that his parents usually ride in.
The group of five vehicles looked quite impressive, especially when they drove into the old city where No. 9 Middle School is located. They were in sharp contrast to the motorcycles and electric three-wheelers scurrying on the road.
Most of the old city remains dirty and messy.
Yang Chen sighed inwardly. The government convened developers several times to try to move the place, but the residents' sky-high asking prices and aggressive style killed the government's old city renovation plan.
Whose fault?
No one can tell clearly.
Yang Chen once asked Xiao Ruoshui to do a survey. If there was not much resistance, the Pearl Group would do it. However, the survey results were extremely pessimistic and the situation was more complicated than when the Ming and Qing Style Streets were renovated in the provincial capital.
Even if the Pearl Group subsidizes a lot of money to do good things according to Yang Chen's wishes, most likely no one will appreciate it, and the people living here will regard it as an opportunity to make a fortune, and they will use any means to entangle them.
Giving money to do good deeds and getting a bad reputation would be better than not doing it, and Yang Chen gave up the idea of renovating the old city.
The five cars circled around and arrived in front of the gate of Ninth Middle School. There were big words written on the wall. The Ninth Middle School, which was built on the beach land decades ago, is a bit more dilapidated than it was back then.
Rows of bungalow classrooms and bumpy playgrounds were like black and white photos from the old era, filled with an old-fashioned atmosphere. Yang Chen drove directly into the school gate.
The old janitor in the concierge turned a blind eye.
Five cars slowly stopped at the side of the playground. Several people playing football looked sideways at the five people getting out of the car. They didn't know what to see if someone shouted and continued playing. Only then did the young people playing football return to their previous liveliness.
Ninth Middle School.
The starting point of Yang Chen’s first appearance.
Walking here again after many years, there was a different feeling in his heart. Yang Chen lit the Chinese cigarette handed over by Hao Yong, took two puffs, looked around the entire campus, and took a long breath of smoke.
It seems like emotion, but also like sighing.
Then he walked towards a row of bungalow classrooms. The windows and doors were damaged to varying degrees, many glass pieces were broken, and the paint on the window frames was mottled and peeled off.
More than ten years ago, he took classes in this row of classrooms and went from here to the provincial key high school and No. 1 Middle School. Then a series of great changes in his life pushed him to his current height.
Hao Yong said: "Do you remember, on the day I signed up to receive books in the first year of junior high school, I was touched by Yang Zi, and the new book fell to the ground, and then..."
"Then you shook your body and challenged Yang Zi, but was knocked down thirteen times in a row. You cried and begged Yang Zi to teach you kung fu. We in the audience were stunned and thought you two were acting." Wang Xiaofei mentioned the past.
Interesting stories from the 1990s made me laugh. At that time, Hao Yong was simply a living treasure.
"What do you know? I saw at that time that the boss was very good-natured and talented, so he would become a great person, so that's why I did that." Hao Yong said in a serious tone.
Returning to the campus of No. 9 Middle School, the five gentlemen seemed to have gone back more than ten years ago, showing the wildness and uninhibitedness of that age, talking, laughing and joking, relaxed and at ease.
Yang Chen joked for a while, walked to the classroom window, and looked in. Inside, the old desks were scattered and rickety. The blackboard was covered with deliberately connected chalk words, most of which were handwritten by students before leaving school. One of the lines was written by Wang Lili.
I love you plus three exclamation points, which is particularly eye-catching.
Yang Chen, who was lying on the window, smiled slightly, turned around, and walked towards the playground. It happened that a young boy missed his accurate pass and kicked the football towards Yang Chen and the others.
Hao Yong stepped forward, caught the ball, and kicked it back with all his strength. It unexpectedly hit the young man's forehead. He fired a powerful volley from a distance of more than ten meters, knocking the seventeen-year-old boy into a circle. He immediately squatted down with his head in his arms.
Down.
"Holy shit..." Hao Yong smiled awkwardly.
"What the hell, go and have a look." Yang Chen ordered Hao Yong tepidly, and Hao Yong responded. Just after taking two steps, several groups of people playing football on the playground gathered aggressively.
Soon, teenagers in their thirties and forties with unkind expressions surrounded Yang Chen, Hao Yong, Wang Xiaofei, Sun Yu, and Li Feng, glaring at them angrily.
