Vol 3 Chapter 74: Charming night

What is a pillow when you doze off?
This is.
If Yuxandor and Yanukovich are potential stocks, Lazarenko is a short-term bull stock. The rise is jaw-dropping, and the rise is jaw-dropping. Then... He vented his enthusiasm and became the most wanted man in the world, making the world look at the political changes in Ukraine.
But there is no denying that this is a person who will seize opportunities, bold, careful, and will not give up any possibility.
At least, with so many people present, he is the only one who can summon the courage to take the initiative to know himself.
It's Lazarenko.
Shen Jiannan glanced at An Ran and Sasha calmly on his face. Lazarenko was born as a peasant, and he had transformed into a political mission that disturbed the situation. If he learns from him, both will have great gains.
"Hello. I am Qiu Shan Jiannan. I am glad to meet you."
Farmers, if they want to get ahead, they can never get ahead by farming.
Lazarenko understood this truth when he was farming in the forest farm.
So many people farm the land, but ancestors for generations can only face the black soil with their backs to the sky, and they can still only find a bite of food in the land.
In the past, one would not lie.
Since farming can't find a way out, why don't you think of other ways.
One person had the right to ascend to heaven, Lazarenko had not heard this sentence, but the truth, he understood very early.
Being that farmer, I am so happy today.
That's a lie.
Who really loves to be a farmer, has no status, no money, is always despised by people, but can't find a place to tell.
In order to leave a place where there is absolutely no hope, in order to stop being a farmer. He begged his father to find himself a job as a driver.
Because drivers drive, and those who can take a car are big people. As long as you know a big person, your destiny may change.
Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. Opportunities will never come by themselves. Only by trying can we catch the opportunity; if we don't try, there will never be a chance.
Facts proved that Lazarenko was correct. As a driver, he accidentally met a fellow, and that fellow was still a big man.
The general manager of the South Machinery Factory, Kuchma, is admired as the father of missiles.
Lazarenko felt that he had found the door to dignity. As long as he followed a big man like Kuchma, maybe he could go to the Southern Machinery Factory as a supervisor or something.
Manage hundreds of people, enjoy the treatment of materials without queuing and bills, and can also equip their own houses and cars.
That is a very wonderful thing.
God knows, my country suddenly changed drastically.
Kuchma lost his position as the general manager of the Southern Machinery Plant and could only stay in Dnepropetrovsk with his wife and daughter. It was terrible.
The glorious future has been cast a shadow, and Lazarenko feels life is gloomy.
But fortunately, the fortitude he cultivated in the dark soil and the scorching sun at the age of five made his heart very strong.
It doesn't matter if he loses one opportunity, he can still look for other opportunities.
But if you give up, there will be no chance.
When I heard that Nanbo Bank will hold a high-level banquet in Odessa, Lazarenko keenly sensed the opportunity. If he can enter and leave the banker’s high-level banquet, there will definitely be many big people present. As long as there is a chance to meet a big person, That will be another opportunity for development.
But in the end, he was disappointed.
Although he got the banquet invitation letter through the relationship of an old friend, no one at the banquet had a good face after knowing that he was an office director.
This world is a world that speaks only by ability.
It is impossible not to be disappointed.
It doesn't matter, in this world, why does he live above others?
Lianke thought about giving up, but reason told him that giving up means absolutely impossible.
He hit the wall again and again, faced with mocking eyes again and again, he plucked up the courage to make his last effort.
Suddenly, Lazarenko discovered that happiness had come so suddenly.
The big person who held this banquet, the big person who can make Mr. Fati so respectful, and the big person who can talk to General Kurishenko, are so friendly.
Looking at the stretched hand, Lazarenko even ignored Enron Kadas's body that made people unable to look sideways, and ignored the beautiful face of Sasha Antonova.
Excited, he stretched out his hands and shook the stretched hand.
"Hello, distinguished sir. My name is Parofo Ivanovich Lazarenko. It is a great honor to meet you."
"Hello, I am Qiu Shan Jiannan."
"..."
"..."
Lazarenko was excited to take out the business card he had prepared and handed it over with his innocuous polite manners.
"Sir. This is my business card, I hope you can accept it."
A thin white card, which looks very unclassical, printed Lazarenko's position and contact information.
Shen Jiannan took it and considered it, he grabbed a business card from his pocket and handed it out.
The golden color reflects the color of wealth under the glazed lamp of the banquet, which makes people feel a little dizzy.
Do not.
It's really dizzy.
Lazarenko was dizzy and happy. He observed all night, how could he not know how powerful Shen Jiannan was, but tonight, he did not give anyone a business card.
Around, some people noticed the situation here, and a pair of eyes couldn't help but look over.
"My God. Mr. Qiushan actually gave that guy a postcard."
"That postcard, is it pure gold?"
"God. Such a large postcard, I am afraid it is more than a hundred grams."
"..."
The whispered discussions around and the enviable eyes projected over made Lazarenko's frustration wiped out.
Excited and excited.
He just wanted to shout.
You dogs look at the low-level things, have you seen it? Even this big man gave me a business card. Why do you look down on me?
But after all, he is a capable person. Although he was so excited that he couldn't help himself, he was restrained by force.
Lazarenko stretched out his hands, excitedly and respectfully accepted the business card handed over by Shen Jiannan, and deeply expressed a thank-you gift.
"Thank you Mr. Qiushan for your care. Your glory makes me feel the warmth of God."
puff!
The young Sasha Antonova couldn't help laughing.
He has seen shameless guys, but he has never seen such a thick-skinned guy.
Actually, you can praise people so much.
Shen Jiannan was also deeply speechless, but it was Lazarenko who was able to rise from a small person. This eloquence and humble attitude were almost the same as allegiance, and it was almost the same as Robert.
I wanted to say something, but Shen Jiannan didn't know what to say for a while.
He patted Lazarenko on the shoulder and counted as a response.
"You have the opportunity. You can contact me a lot. You are very similar to an old friend of mine. I believe that he will be very happy to meet you."
"sure!"
"..."
The night is getting deeper.
As the guests dispersed, the hustle and bustle of the hotel also returned to quiet.
Although it's summer, but at this time, Odessa can still feel a chill at night, the temperature of about five degrees, people just want to shrink in the room.
Black Sea Royal Villa Garden, a three-storey villa.
Shen Jiannan sits alone in his pajamas and smokes a cigarette in the living room~EbookFREE.me~ Lazarenko is a very capable person. When Kuchma succeeds in the election, he will soon transform again if it goes well. time......
At this moment, An Ran Kardashian walked over silently wearing slippers, and quietly hugged Shen Jiannan's neck from behind.
"My dear. It's late, we have to go to Leningrad tomorrow, let's rest early."
An Ran is beautiful in silver silk pajamas. As her gravity presses over, the smoothness of the pajamas comes from the skin on the neck.
The warm and smooth feeling makes people feel particularly comfortable.
Without waiting for Shen Jiannan to turn around to say anything, Kardashian's white and slender neck probed forward, bowed her head and put her lips to Shen Jiannan's.
Temptation, naked temptation...