Vol 4 Chapter 63: The shadow of the famous tree

Western Guangdong is a karst landform, which is not suitable for food growth. There are many mountains and mountains, and the economy has never been good. Since childhood, Peng San knew that to change his destiny, he had to study.
From elementary school, to junior high school, to high school, to university. In the end, he became the person he was most in awe of before and became a university teacher. But he didn't want to. When his ideal became a reality, he realized that there were more worries and sorrows in life.
In the university, there are so many talents and girls who are dressed up in fashion trends. Their figures and temperament are full of youthful atmosphere. However, when others are jumping in pairs, he can only stay alone in the dormitory, dealing with stories.
Reading can really make people smarter.
Girls who have gone to college are no longer innocent and simple like the little girls in the village.
A Shencheng school girl I once liked met a 50-year-old crooked nut in a foreign-related hotel, and left Shencheng with them. Another girl I once liked fell in love with a poor and scumbag little white face, but was dumped later and still remembers it. The last girl he liked, he just confessed that she was paired with a fake foreign devil from a foreign company.
At one point, Peng San was at a loss.
Is money and looks really that important?
Why, his most sincere heart can't get the slightest tenderness.
Reality gave him the answer.
If there is no appearance that makes people fall in love at first sight, and no connotation that makes people appreciate, it is a living manure machine.
Unfortunately, he is neither handsome nor dark, and he has money in his pocket.
I light a cigar and smoke it, take a deep sip, taste the sweetness of the eggplant leaves, and then spit out the rich smoke. In the smoke, there is a dreamy feeling.
Many people have heard of Huang Liang Yimeng's allusion, read books, went to university, and became a university teacher. Naturally, Peng San also heard this allusion. Many times, he would wonder whether his life now is like a dream, and it will be gone when he wakes up.
Carefully rubbing the leather on the armchair, the slightly detectable wrinkles have a special sense of reality.
It's really not dreaming!
Bang bang--
The sound of knocking on the door suddenly came from outside the office, Peng San raised his head, the scatter in his eyes disappeared instantly, and his black eyes became radiant.
Now, he is no longer the exposed physical education teacher.
"Three brothers. Everyone is here."
Peng San's confidant Bai Mao opened the door and said respectfully.
As a big brother, you must have the style of being a big brother. On TV, it's not all like this.
Peng San nodded majesticly, happily not in anger.
But then, he was a little unhappy.
White hair is white hair or white hair. The tattoo of the left green dragon and the right white tiger, coupled with a plaid T shirt, looks very dazzling, like...a proud zebra.
It should be a zebra!
Baimao is very good at playing. Although he is not a safflower, he is righteous and dare to fight. Peng San likes him very much. Only now, he always feels that the current white hair is very wrong, and he is very unsuited to the current environment of Yunji.
Peng San doesn't know how to describe it. He is good at sports, not liberal arts.
"What's wrong, third brother."
Peng San didn't speak, and hooked his hands towards Baimao. When Baimao approached, he looked at Baimao carefully, pondering why he felt that the white hair was not right.
Men can look at men, but men are always looked up and down by men, and normal men will have a horror. Peng San's bizarre look at Bai Mao, who instinctively squeezed his and squeezed out a bitter face.
"Third brother. I will never say a word when you let me go up to the sword and down to the sea of ​​fire. But...that, I really can't accept it. Or, I will help you find someone?"
thump!
Peng San grinned and put it on Bai Mao's thigh.
"You smash the street boy. I said that I have seen you not pleasing to your eyes lately. Tomorrow, I will get my hair trimmed and my clothes changed. Look at you, it looks like a young and Dangerous boy."
"We are young and Dangerous."
"Fart. We are businessmen. Do you understand?"
"..."
In the conference room of Yunji, the No. 10 people surrounded more than 100 square meters of space. Youth Club, Shenghe, Dingsheng..., under the leadership of Lan Minghui and Zhang Tianyao, all have behind A financial company with a corporate background. A year ago, Youyunji initiated the establishment of the second joint mutual fund. Twenty-four financial companies, large and small, invested 5 million to 8 million as equity shareholders, with a total capital of 160 million Hong Kong dollars.
Now that one year has passed, according to the original agreement, it is time for the semi-annual dividend.
When the number one hundred and ten people gather together, the environment will definitely not be much better. The entire conference room is full of smoke, and the festive clubs are arguing endlessly about the site and business.
"Brother Yao. The other side of the house is my site. What do you mean by going there to collect money?"
"What is your site? It was the site of our youth club a long time ago, how come it has become your site."
"Zhang Tianyao. What the do you mean. Don't think I'm afraid of you if you have a lot of people. If you store six million people a year, you just eat like this, aren't you afraid of choking you to death?"
"Slobber. How the did you talk to my boss."
"What kind of thing are you bashing on the street. Is there any place for you to speak here?"
"pardon?"
"Little chicken. Why are you roaring, do you want to die? My boss talks, is there a place for you to interrupt?"
"..."
Drooling and screaming, mixed with ridicule and sarcasm, the meeting room was like a barbecue stall in a vegetable market in a mess.
Suddenly, the noise came to an end. The people who were arguing and cursing stopped arguing or cursing. Those who were watching the theater with their legs on the table also put their legs down. The people who ate melons stopped eating melons, and they all turned their heads or He looked up at the door.
Four capable young men with flat heads and suits walked in silently.
When the four of them came, the silent aura on their bodies made everyone feel an invisible pressure.
Inch, black suit.
This is Yunji's standard outfit, which means Peng San is here.
really.
The four cleared the crowd silently, and Peng San in a black suit frowned and walked in with a cigar in his mouth.
The name of the person, the shadow of the tree.
Peng San, who was walking, was like a magnet, attracting everyone's attention, and everyone present hurriedly said hello.
"Three brothers."
"Three brothers!"
"..."
After the third brother's name was heard, Peng San glanced at everyone with a black face, no one dared to look at him, and all of them staggered the black eyes.
"They are all big brothers, arguing for millions here, don't you feel ashamed?"
millions?
You are so relaxed.
He Weidong quit. Although he didn't dare to confront Peng San, but the hoarding house was about 6 million profit a year, how could he give up just because of Peng San.
"Three brothers..."
Snapped--
Before He Weidong spoke ~EbookFREE.me~ Peng San took the ledger in his hand and threw it directly on He Weidong's face.
"Did I let you talk?"
Hit people but not face.
Anyway, He Weidong is also a big brother, and hundreds of younger brothers are also eating with him, how can he allow Peng San to be so humiliated in public. The pain and scorching sensation on his face, under a pair of eyes, made him burst into flames.
"Peng San, don't be too arrogant."
Peng Sanniao was not the same as He Weidong's yelling, and Cheng Liang's leather shoes were leaning on the dark red table to the first one.
"Read."