Author: Pure Eleven

Yang Ding took a sip of tea. At this time, Yang Ding was more interested in the girl in front of him than in distinguishing the authenticity of the tea leaves.

"It would be better if there is a tureen. I will remind Director Yan to prepare it in advance," Si Nian said again.

While Yang Ding's eyes were filled with inquiry, Si Nian also looked towards him quietly.

It has to be said that at nearly fifty years old, Yang Ding, an old man, is still handsome and charming.

The arrogance and arrogance of young people have faded away, and calm and wise are no longer enough to describe people like Yang Ding.

Suddenly I remembered the discussion in the reference room on the 38th floor. At this age, with youthful appearance and countless wealth, this is the time when young girls are most attracted to them.

The deadliest thing is being single!

A pair of slender black eyes, even a casual glance can give people a sense of oppression, as if no one can hide any thoughts or excuses in front of him.

With just one glance, Si Nian naturally avoided his gaze and stood aside silently.

Without saying anything else, Yang Ding picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Is this how your Director Yan treats guests? I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

The silence lasted long enough to arouse the dissatisfaction of Yang Ding as a guest.

It has been ten minutes since Si Nian walked in. Not to mention Gu Jingyun, even Yan Dong was nowhere to be seen.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang. Mr. Yan originally had a very important department meeting in the morning. Since you are here, he hastened to make arrangements and will come over immediately." Si Nian folded his hands and bowed his head respectfully.

"You're not his secretary. If I asked you to come over temporarily, you wouldn't just stand here and look at me silently, right?"

As Yang Ding spoke, he changed his posture, leaned over and picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table.

The cigarette case is white, different from the earthy yellow cigarette case that Gu Jingyun often smokes.

The brand is the same.

The palm in front of me is a little too wide compared to ordinary people.

Si Nian remembered that when he was in college, there were several admirers of Yang Ding in his class who went to People magazine to read about his life.

It can be said that Yang Ding started from scratch. He made his first pot of gold through investment and flip-flopping with the help of sponsorships from his college days, and has been on a steady rise ever since.

Taking a deep breath, Si Nian was not too surprised that Yang Ding exposed him in public.

After so many years in the shopping mall, as long as he pays a little attention, no one's thoughts can escape his eyes.

"Mr. Yan said that I am the only one majoring in finance in the marketing department, and I can have a few words with Mr. Yang. However, I think that talking about my major in front of Mr. Yang is simply trivial and does not make me stand out, so I dare not show my ugliness.

"Si Nian said without changing his expression.

"Studying finance at Dongcheng University?"

Yang Ding lit the cigarette in his hand and blew out a stream of smoke. Yang Ding asked with interest.

"In the Department of Finance at Kyoto University."

"Oh? The Department of Finance at Peking University is one of the top majors in the country. I also graduated from there." Yang Ding changed his position, spread his folded legs apart, leaned forward, and put the cigarette in his hand.

Knocked in the ashtray.

"Mr. Wang Ping, our professor in the department, often talks about your cases in professional classes. Cases such as Jingqiao Investment, Hangbing Investment and Huihang Investment are all familiar topics to us." Speaking of his major, Si Nian's eyes lit up.

Bright, very proud of a little girl.

The hand holding the cigarette that was about to be brought to his mouth paused for a moment in mid-air, and then he took a deep breath. As he blew out the smoke, Yang Ding's eyes lifted up, and the skin around his eyes overlapped to form a deep mark.

After staying on Si Nian's face for a few seconds, Yang Ding seemed to be talking to himself naturally and said in a low voice.

"You look like an old friend of mine, but we haven't seen each other for many years. You look so much like her when she was young." Yang Ding's voice was muffled, and his face was not very clear in the hazy smoke.

Si Nian lowered his eyelashes and flapped them slightly, but did not answer.

A silence fell in the air.

A section of ash had accumulated at the end of the cigarette, and when it seemed about to fall down at any moment, Yang Ding reached out and knocked twice on the wall of the ashtray.

"What do you think of this case across the East Bridge?"

Questioning is like an examination of the elders to the younger ones.

The Wang Ping that Si Nian mentioned just now is Yang Ding's classmate.

Based on this calculation, Yang Ding is indeed qualified to put himself in the position of a teacher.

The hands folded in front of him were naturally put away and placed behind him. Si Nian subconsciously rubbed the index finger of his left hand with his right hand and thought for half a minute before speaking.

"The Cross-East Bridge is state-controlled and privately invested. The benefits that can be obtained are limited on the surface, but the business opportunities are indeed endless. If it expands its physical operations, large groups such as Qiao's will have no harm at all. Especially

Dongcheng has been experiencing rapid development in the past few years. As long as you can have privileges that are better than others, you will have unlimited resources to benefit from.

But for you who only invest, it may not be the best choice.”

After Si Nian said this, he noticed that Yang Ding's eyes in front of him drifted towards behind him.

Following Yang Ding's gaze, Si Nian turned around and saw Gu Jingyun who was already standing at the door.

In front of the half-open glass door, Gu Jingyun was wearing a navy blue high-end custom-made suit and a smoky gray shirt. He had a straight figure and a smile on his face. He had one hand in his pocket and the other hand hanging down naturally holding a freshly lit cigarette.

Gu Jingyun's eyes only looked at him, and after a moment, they shifted to another person.

Si Nian thought to himself, wondering how long he had been here and how much he had heard of his conversation with Yang Ding.

Si Nian turned around and subconsciously took a few steps back to the single black leather sofa on the west side. When he raised his head to look at Gu Jingyun, he saw that he had already walked in. At the same time, Yang Siqi followed him in with a smile at the door he gave up.

.

"Long time no see, Uncle Yang." His tone contained the humility of a younger generation.

"Uncle, why didn't you come home when you came back? Your parents must be so happy to see you." Yang Siqi's voice was full of sweetness.

The two people in the room were talking to each other, creating a sense of déjà vu.

Bring the serious atmosphere just now into another family gathering atmosphere.

Soon, Gu Jingyun came over and sat down next to the single sofa where Si Nian was standing.

Yang Siqi was not polite and sat next to Yang Ding.

Si Nian suddenly felt like he was working as a hotel waiter, waiting for several guests to order food, but was deliberately left aside.

Yang Ding seemed not to have heard the questions from the people around him and turned his head towards Gu Jingyun.

"Young people are scary. I didn't expect that in just a few years, the country, especially our Dongcheng city, would develop so fast. I almost don't recognize it along the way. There are trendsetters everywhere." The words were filled with emotion.

Gu Jingyun always had a smile on his lips. He sat firmly on the single sofa, leaned over and flicked the ashes of his cigarette. Then he turned around and held the cigarette between his fingers, with no intention of smoking it.

Yang Siqi was pushed aside. When she looked around, she finally seemed to have discovered the existence of the fourth person. She raised her chin and said:

"Go get us a glass of water!"
Chapter completed!