Zhuo Bufan turned around and took a look. It was his classmate Huang Zhongbing. This Huang Zhongbing had good grades, but he was a little rich and had a very arrogant temperament. He had nothing to do with him.
"Hey, we're eating." Huang Zhongbing smiled awkwardly. He would definitely take over his family's factory after graduation. Besides, he was too arrogant to flatter others, but Xu Aike threw him down as soon as he came in.
Like a butterfly carrying a wine glass, it goes around saying hello, hoping to get to know more people.
Zhuo Bufan hummed and continued to eat the food on the plate, leaving him to dry.
Huang Zhongbing simply sat down and sighed: "Zhuo Bufan, your recitation just now was really good. My blood boiled when I heard it. I didn't expect you to be so good."
"Really? Thanks for the compliment." Zhuo Bufan smiled.
Huang Zhongbing himself felt that what he said was of little value, so he simply asked in a gossipy tone: "Zhuo Bufan, is Zhang Tongtong who came in with you just now your girlfriend?"
"Just ordinary friends." Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said.
"Zhang Tongtong is quite beautiful. I see she is holding your arm. It seems that she is interested in you. You are so awesome. It's not like I have been pursuing Xu Aike, but she always ignores me. Alas."
Huang Zhongbing said dejectedly.
Zhuo Bufan didn't dare to be interested in these things at all, so he just waited for him to vomit his grievances next to him, while he listened and passed the time.
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"Manager Xia, this is my little girl Tongtong. Tongtong is not called Uncle Xia yet." Zhang Bingye took Zhang Tongtong everywhere to greet people he knew.
"Tongtong was still a little girl when we last met, and now she has grown into a tall and graceful girl." A middle-aged man said with a smile.
Zhang Bingye works as an office director in the district government. His position is neither high nor low. He is modest and prudent. He said calmly: "She is just a useless little girl. She often gives me headaches."
The two of them walked aside again, and Zhang Bingye suddenly frowned and asked, "Tongtong, are you in love with that classmate Zhuo?"
"Ah." Zhang Tongtong didn't expect his father to ask such a question, and his face immediately turned red. He said, "I'm not in love with Brother Fan."
His daughter is eighteen or nineteen years old, and it is normal to fall in love. However, Zhang Bingye is a traditional and rigid person, and his tutoring is very strict. He frowned and said: "That boy can save you, which shows that he has a good heart, but this society is also very realistic. I don't want to
You will live a hard life with him in the future. If he is willing to become a civil servant in the future, I will support him. When he is qualified, I will agree."
"Dad." Zhang Tongtong took his father's arm, blushing as if he was about to bleed, and stamped his feet, showing off his daughter's shyness.
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Huang Zhongbing, who was chatting with Zhuo Bufan, suddenly stopped. Zhuo Bufan glanced at him in surprise, only to find that he was looking at the Roman column in the southwest corner of the reception. Two pots of green plants were placed next to the column, blocking his view, but he looked at it.
When I came out, there were two people standing there.
A girl and a middle-aged man with a fat head and a big face seemed to be talking to each other, but the middle-aged man put his hand on the girl's waist, and the girl quickly dodged away.
Huang Zhongbing clenched his fists, furious, "Damn it, how dare you bully Aike." After that, he rushed forward.
"Mr. Lian, don't be like this, I'm not the kind of girl you think." The girl said fearfully and angrily.
Mr. Lian sneered and said: "I've seen girls like you before. I have three girls under my care now. Why are you pretending to be reserved with me? Look at how pretty you are. If you are willing to follow me, I will take care of each of you."
I’ll give you 20,000 yuan a month.”
"No, no." The girl said, biting her thin lips.
It turns out that the girl is Xu Aike. She somehow hooked up with the middle-aged man next to her. The middle-aged boy’s name is Lian Huaigu. He is a famous trader in Jinling with tens of millions of assets. He is famous in the circle for being a lecherous person.
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When he saw Xu Aike taking the initiative to greet her, and seeing how pretty she was, he thought she wanted to be taken care of, so he naturally became lustful.
Although Xu Aike's family background was average, he often hung out with rich second-generation people like Huang Zhongbing. Besides, he had a crush on Wang Ziping and wanted to marry into a powerful family like the Wang family. How could he be willing to be a mistress for others? This annoyed Zhong Zhong.
young man.
"I don't know what is good or bad." Mr. Lian snorted coldly.
At this time, Huang Zhongbing had already rushed over, "Coco, how are you?" After saying that, he looked at the middle-aged man and said: "Fuck, you want to eat swan meat, why don't you urinate to see how disgusting you are?
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"You dare to scold me?" Mr. Lian's face turned livid with anger.
"Why are you scolding you? Don't think it's a big deal that you have two filthy rich people. My family is a 'Xinyue Garment Factory', so don't think I have no money." Huang Zhongbing cursed angrily.
Xu Aike's eyes were red and wet, and Huang Zhongbing was young and energetic. He simply slapped the middle-aged man in the face and cursed: "Get out of here."
The middle-aged man has an extraordinary aura. He didn't expect to be beaten by a student today. Due to his status, if the noise becomes louder, it will have a bad impact if people know that he is here to protect the female students.
Mr. Lian stared at Huang Zhongbing fiercely and sneered: "Very good, if you dare to hit me, I will make you regret it. Your family's 'Xinyue Garment Factory', right? Sixty percent of the clothes produced by your family are
I will transport it all to the African market. With just one phone call, I can cut off your family’s channels and make your family bankrupt. Let me see how you can still become a rich second generation.”
Hearing his words, Huang Zhongbing froze on the spot, "Who are you?"
"I am the boss of 'Dafa Trading', do you know now?" Mr. Lian smiled coldly.
Huang Zhongbing was stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning. Although he was still a student and usually didn't care about his family's business, he also knew that the company that cooperated most with his family's clothing factory was 'Dafa Trading'. The clothes produced by his family were sold in mainland China, Hong Kong and Taiwan.
Without a market, they can only transport it out of the country and sell it to Africa. If the other party cuts off their channels, their garment factory will go bankrupt.
Huang Zhongbing's face turned red and white. The eighteen-year-old boy was arrogant. He knew that he had caused a big disaster, but now he couldn't save the face to apologize. Could it be true that the saying, beauty brings disaster?
"Humph!" Mr. Lian gave them a cold look, turned around and left, continuing to talk to people as if nothing had happened. He enjoyed the feeling of controlling other people's destiny brought by this kind of wealth.
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Zhuo Bufan just glanced at him lightly. He had no friendship with Huang Zhongbing. He just said a few words and it was none of his own business. He was about to get some food to satisfy his hunger when he suddenly saw Zhang Tongtong walking towards him.
Not only him, but also Zhang Bingye, who was accompanied by an elegantly dressed woman who was somewhat similar to Zhang Tongtong. In addition, there was another couple and a girl, it was Zhang Xiaoyu. I'm afraid that couple was his.
Parents.
Zhang Xiaoyu and Zhang Tongtong are cousins, and Zhang Bingye is Zhang Bingfu's younger brother. The two brothers look similar, but one is dressed more simply, while the other is dressed more expensively, with a golden Rolex on his wrist, and the woman following him is also jeweled.
With a pearl necklace hanging around her neck, she looks much younger and more beautiful than Zhang Bingye's wife.
"Oh, this is the benefactor who saved Tongtong. He doesn't look like much." (To be continued)