If you savor it carefully, it does make sense. Among the things that can change a man, wine is the most powerful, followed by money. Some people say that wine allows men to understand the harshness of the world and learn how to gain a foothold in society.
At this moment, in the small banquet hall, dozens of people went from being strangers with nothing to talk about to being friends and talking to each other, all because of wine.
"Cheers to our college life!" A boy stood up unsteadily and drank a glass of beer by himself, not caring whether he was answered or not.
Han Lei was also drunk, his face was red, his ears were red, and his mouth was full of alcohol. No matter how Qianqian winked, he held Yang Chen's hand and kept nagging. If someone hadn't suggested that Yang Chen, who had been a soldier, sing a heroic military song for everyone.
Refresh yourself, I guess this guy is still holding on to Yang Chen.
"Okay, I'll sing a song for everyone." Yang Chen, who had been bullied by Han Lei for a long time, took the opportunity to stand up and clear his throat. He drank a lot of liquor and beer, so that he wouldn't get high, but it just aroused the pride in his chest.
The banquet hall suddenly became quiet. He thought for a while and said, "I will sing a blood-stained style and try to attract others."
Maybe I say goodbye and will never come back.
Do you understand? Do you understand?
Maybe I fell down and couldn't get up.
Do you still want to look forward to it forever?
If so, don't be sad.
The flag of the Republic bears our blood-stained demeanor.
Maybe my eyes can never be opened again.
Do you understand my silent feelings?
Maybe I will sleep forever and never wake up again.
Do you believe that I turned into a mountain?
If so, don't be sad.
In the soil of the Republic, there is the love we have given.
Yang Chen's song of vicissitudes of life echoed, and people unknowingly beat the beat. He closed his eyes slightly, and no one noticed that the corners of this majestic man's eyes were wet. In his mind, there was a battlefield filled with smoke, and the reluctance to part with his comrades in arms.
, there are loud and clear slogans in the camp.
Experienced life and death.
Only then can you sing with full heroic spirit.
People were inexplicably moved, some sentimental girls quietly wiped the corners of their eyes, and everyone gradually felt that Yang Chen's "Blood-stained Style" seemed to be describing his own feelings.
Nalan Tongtong listened blankly, and then thought about Yang Chen's scars all over her body, and her heart trembled violently. Could it be that her man had shed his blood for this country?
Xiao Nizi couldn't help but imagine the scene of Yang Chen rushing into a hail of bullets single-handedly, and even clearly felt the tragedy and tragedy in it.
She burst into tears.
The singing stopped suddenly.
Yang Chen was really moved. He picked up half a glass of wine, unexpectedly splashed it on the ground, and said slowly: "This wine is for my dead comrades."
Respect the fallen comrades!
These words hit everyone's hearts hard.
What does it mean... People gradually understood that Yang Chen, who had been a soldier before going to college, was by no means an ordinary soldier in an ordinary army. These students who did not know much about the army could not imagine what kind of army would die in peacetime.
A lot of people.
"I'm sorry, I lost my temper. Please don't mind me. I'm done singing, and you guys can continue." Yang Chen realized that he almost uttered the truth after drinking, and hurriedly tried to smooth things over for himself.
"Have you ever fought in a war?" Nalan Tongtong asked quietly as Yang Chen sat down.
Yang Chen smiled, acquiescing, and Xiao Nizi pushed further and said: "Tell me about your past."
"The country's top secret, I can't leak it." Yang Chen smiled and looked at Xiao Nizi. Xiao Nizi pouted, not sure whether it was true or not, so she simply didn't ask.
She understood that if Yang Chen didn't say anything, there would be something unspeakable.
Maybe it's really the top secret of the country, maybe I don't want to recall the past too much.
Next, Han Lei volunteered to sing the theme song of the movie "The Myth". It was originally a tear-jerking song, but it came out of this guy's mouth with a bit more sleazy joy. If his girlfriend Wang Qian hadn't intervened in the second half and sang with him,
People can laugh almost from beginning to end.
The small banquet hall turned into a large KTV private room.
Some people were singing, some were chatting about the mountains, and Yang Chen was surrounded by many boys, who seemed to be the core figure tonight. Nalan Tongtong was also surrounded by many girls. Some girls even asked for a photo, and several little girls crowded around Nalan Tongtong.
Next to Tong, people pose in various poses and take selfies with their mobile phones.
Beautiful women are not only liked by men, but also by women.
The commotion lasted until past ten o'clock, and people still wanted to have something to say. They booked two large private rooms at a nearby ktv and planned to sing all night long. Yang Chen finally left the noisy party and got rid of a large group of people who wanted to sing, citing Nalan Tongtong's physical discomfort as an excuse.
A young boy who got close to him while drinking.
Being the focus of attention is too tiring.
Yang Chen, who got into the car, couldn't help but sigh with a wry smile.
More or less, we understand the bitterness hidden behind the glamor of those big-name celebrities.
After completing the discharge procedures in the afternoon, Yang Chen did not need to take Nalan Tongtong back to the hospital. The car drove directly in front of the small foreign-style building in Ningda's family area. Xiao Nizi got out of the car and looked at Yang Chen reluctantly, unable to speak.
"You have just recovered. Please rest early. I won't go in."
"Smelly husband, I don't want to care about you." Nalan Tongtong made a face at Yang Chen, then went back to the house with a drooping face. After drinking a few glasses of wine, she felt a little emotional and missed that night at her golf resort club, when the two of them were skin-to-skin.
The wonderful taste, although short-lived, was like a spark buried deep in her heart, making her burning and irritable.
Feeling like spring.
Yang Chen saw through Xiao Nizi at a glance.
How could he not be tempted by a pure man who hasn't had sex for several months? If Xiao Nizi hadn't fully recovered, he would have played all kinds of tricks on her.
Can not do it now.
She is a woman who needs his love and care, not just a tool for venting.
Men who use a girl's love and affection as capital to coax and coerce others into sleeping with each other will eventually fall into the inferior category.
Yang Chen did not go to the cash register to find the group of people. He went back to the dormitory alone. He was the only one in the dormitory. It seemed that even Jiang Yao, who was usually unsociable, had to stay up all night.
This is probably an indulgence before exam week.
After Yang Chen washed up, he habitually did 200 push-ups and 200 weight-bearing squats, and then went to bed to prepare for sleep. Just as he drifted into sleep, the cell phone beside his pillow rang suddenly.
Yang Chen quickly opened his eyes, as if he was pretending to sleep, but in fact it was a problem he had suffered in the past five years. He answered the phone and it was Anna on the other side of the ocean.
"I know it's late at night at your place. Please forgive me for disturbing you. Boss, I have something to tell you. Do you know how much money has suddenly increased in the account you asked me to handle?" Anna couldn't wait to speak.
Yang Chen smiled bitterly. It turned out that Anna was calling him in the middle of the night to tell him how much his net worth had increased. He said he didn't know, and Anna asked him to guess like a child.
"I can't guess." Yang Chen told the truth. Ever since he joined a group of overseas brothers to make money, the dividends have been changing every three months.
It keeps rising.
"Hundreds of millions, and it's US dollars. The specific amount... I want to whet your appetite. When I arrive in Xijing from New York, I will tell you in person. By the way, I will talk about how to spend the money. I am sketching a grand plan.
Investment plan." Anna on the other end of the phone smiled slyly and hung up immediately.
Yang Chen was tortured to the point where he couldn't get up or down.
Hundreds of millions...120 million or more?
It was difficult for Yang Chen to guess. He thought that Scorpions and the others had already begun to make money through their initial tentative cooperation with the TLB armed forces. The new golden moon in Afghanistan had replaced the Golden Triangle and accounted for half of the world's drug supply. Scorpions and the others acted as agents, hiding behind the TLB and controlling shipments and distribution channels.
, which is equivalent to mastering an inexhaustible gold mountain.
In Japan, the United States, Europe, and Russia, the annual drug profits in each region amount to tens of billions of dollars, which have fattened such notorious gangs as the Gang of Three, the Mafia, the Gambino Family, the Hells Angels, the Big Circle, and Sun Ngee Ann.
After establishing trust through tentative cooperation with tlb, the two parties will inevitably launch comprehensive cooperation, and the wealth he and his brothers abroad will continue to double.
Yang Chen really couldn't estimate how much money he could make in the future, but the prototype of an empire vaguely appeared in his mind, the Black Gold Empire.
When this empire is truly formed, I am afraid that it will not only extract huge amounts of money, but also drive many powerful gangsters who make money from drugs to lower their arrogant heads and even beg for mercy.
Yang Chen has always been unwilling to be tainted by the filth of the dark side. After careful consideration, he found that in the future he might become a monster that would surpass the godfathers of the world's major gang leaders, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
