The dormitory was quiet, with occasional noises coming from the corridors, but it eventually returned to calm.
Everyone was reading, reading very seriously. Breakfast was taken out in the form of scissors and baggage hammer. Lin Xiaofeng went downstairs to buy breakfast for everyone. During this precious time, everyone was still reading.
Oh, don’t get me wrong, they are not professional books, but "The Story of Qin", "The Deer and the Cauldron", and "The Legend of the Great Sword Master". These books were rented by Feng Jianhua from the store. They cost 20 cents a day. Everyone reads them.
I couldn't bear to eat even if I had food, and I couldn't bear to sleep. Last night I read by candlelight, and there was still a strong smell of burning candles in the air.
The three years of high school were too hard and tiring, so of course I had to make up for all these books in my freshman year.
Peng Bo packed his bags and planned to leave the dormitory quietly. Looking at these familiar brothers, he only felt envy and blessings in his heart. Each of them was immersed in the world built by Master Huang Yi and Jin Yong, ignoring what was happening outside the window.
But he couldn't rest, he still had to run, as the year of 1998 was coming to an end.
Looking forward to the next twenty years, almost everything can be traced in the ashes of 1998. At that time, those who started businesses cried bitterly, worked hard and fought hard, and twenty years later controlled the market value of hundreds of billions of dollars.
Super companies have entered the forefront of human history.
The confused 1998 and the uncertain 1998 have passed, and next year will be 1999 full of changes.
But he believes that this is the best of times, and he will also usher in greater opportunities. Just like John Lennon said: "Everything will be good in the end. If it is not, then it is not the end yet."
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"Third brother, this is for you." Lin Xiaofeng returned to the dormitory carrying seven or eight plastic bags, with an extra bottle in his hand.
"What is it?" Chen Yuchun then raised his head from the book. A bottle of lucky stars was placed on the table. He immediately smiled. Only girls can give this thing, "Who?"
"I don't know." Lin Xiaofeng was also very excited, as if he had received a lucky star, "It was given by a girl who I don't know..."
"You don't know how to ask, which department is it?" Feng Jianhua got off the bed as quickly as a monkey and played with the transparent glass bottle enviously...
Behind him was laughter and longing, and Peng Bo had walked out of the dormitory.
"Hello."
They met by chance. Unexpectedly, he met Li Zimo again at the top of the stairs.
Li Zimo smiled brightly, and Peng Bo smiled back politely. The two of them walked out of the student apartment one after another and walked south together.
Peng Bo considered that she was the Minister of Literature and Art, and maybe, yes, she would definitely be rehearsing a new play. "Peng Bo, think about it, this is an opportunity for training, and you can join the student union in the future." Li Zimo slowed down, as if
Waiting to walk with him and waiting for his answer.
Student union? Peng Bo laughed. He was wallowing in it in his previous life. In this life, he shook his head and said, "Thank you, let's give this opportunity to other students."
Li Zimo looked at him in surprise. Now the freshmen were crying and rushing to enter the student union, but he actually looked down on them.
After watching Li Zimo cross the road, Peng Bo quickly walked to the Mercedes-Benz parked on the east side of the school gate. He looked around to see if no one was paying attention and then got in. "Park further away from the school from now on." He said.
Advise Jin Wushu.
The Mercedes-Benz started to drive, and Li Zimo, who was standing behind the gate of the south courtyard, took in a panoramic view of the scene. "It turned out to be a rich second generation." She was a little disdainful, but couldn't help but look back and saw that the Mercedes-Benz had already driven away.
…
The plane landed slowly at Hongqiao Airport.
Heinwei stands out in the crowd so gracefully and has such outstanding temperament that people can spot her at a glance.
"You don't have to come to pick up the plane in person." Peng Bo said warmly in his heart, and his arms spread out like a roc spreading its wings. The soft body immediately fell into his arms, and then his cheeks heated up.
The familiar feeling surrounded him again.
"Have you seen the news?" The two of them walked out side by side, "I have good news."
"I have good news too." Heinwei's blue eyes burst out with joy.
"You say it first." Peng Bo said with a smile. He opened the trunk of the boulevard, loaded his luggage into it, and then drove himself into the endless traffic flow of Shanghai and Shanghai.
"I just received a call from Citi, my old club," Heinwei said with a smile. "They are very interested in investing in our The Paper Sports."
"Citi?" Regarding the financial world, especially the international financial world, although he had experience and experience in his previous life, Peng Bo still knew nothing about it.
"Citigroup Salomon Smith Barney is affiliated to Citigroup, the world's largest financial holding company." Speaking of professionalism, Heinwei became more professional. "It was just merged and established this year. Its one-stop financial supermarket, I think is more suitable for start-ups like us."
of small companies.”
"Well, with a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?" Peng Bo held Heinwei's hand and expressed surprise at her work efficiency. He had just returned from Fuzhou for a few days. Of course, she had such shining resumes.
Played a crucial role, "How much funding?"
"Two million U.S. dollars." Heinwei smiled, "Donald, I know this is not much, but it is a good start. Experts from Thomson Financial Securities Data said that Salomon Smith Barney's rise to the top spot on Wall Street is just
It’s a matter of time, if this financing is successful, then Wall Street will also pay attention to us.”
Obviously, Peng Bo hasn't thought that far yet. His experience in the previous life has destined his vision, but he is very excited, even though he doesn't understand what Heinwei said about these companies.
"Deutsche Bank is also very interested in our The Paper Report. I told them that we are not an investigation agency or company. Our target for The Paper Report will be a large media group, just like Forbes. We want to
Be China’s Forbes.”
China’s Forbes, this is a surging dream. Now, the dream has set sail, and he wants to support it!
"Dear, I also have good news." The car stopped at a traffic light. "Your fellow countryman is coming to China."
"My fellow countryman?" Heinwei asked hesitantly, "Do you still know the British people here?"
"No, I think that in a month or two, the whole of China will know him."
"Who is he?" Heinwei smiled.
"Blair, your Prime Minister of the United Kingdom." Peng Bo suddenly stretched out his head, and Heinwei eagerly greeted him. It wasn't until the horns at the back honked that the two of them separated.
"Is his arrival good news for us?" Confused and confused, Heinwei still allowed herself to return to work.
"Of course it's good news. There's no better news than that." Peng Bo glanced at the Jin Mao Tower that was about to be completed. "Our last large-scale event of the year has a lot to do with him."
"I do not understand."
"We are going to hold China's first Entrepreneur Summit, our first Entrepreneur Summit held by Pengbo Baifu, and I would like to invite Prime Minister Blair to participate!"
"Oh, God, is this... possible?" Heinwei said in surprise.