There was a bit of surprise in his expression: "Why did you come out with Lao Zhou?"
Zhou Xing also moved forward quickly.
Looking at Wang Xiaocong and Deng Jian, he asked: "What, you two know each other?"
"We both grew up in the same yard."
Wang Xiaocong nodded, looked at Deng Jian and chuckled: "But this kid was too young for us at the time. He kept following us with his nose in his mouth, and in the blink of an eye he was already taller than me."
Deng Jian scratched his head with a simple and honest smile on his face.
Zhou Xing was not surprised when he heard this.
It is far from simple for Wang Xiaocong to become the son of the richest man.
Power and wealth.
When the business first started, there was no power.
Once you reach a certain scale, if you want to climb up again... you can't do it without it. The two often coexist.
Although Wang Xiaocong did not reveal his family background.
But it is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface. His father joined the army when he was young and belonged to a military family... and later went into business.
Step by step we have reached this scale.
And Deng Jian... It can be seen from his daily behavior that his family also follows military management.
Both are in Kyoto.
It's normal for them to know each other.
I just didn't expect...they actually belong to the same courtyard and grew up together.
"How did you get together?"
Wang Xiaocong was also a little curious.
"Brother Wang, have you forgotten... I am still a college student, studying at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music, and Lao Zhou is also in this school. We are in the same class, and we have become familiar with each other from time to time.
"
Deng Jian opened his mouth and said.
"Oh yes."
Wang Xiaocong patted his forehead, looked at Zhou Xing and said with a smile: "I almost forgot about this. The most important thing is that you, Lao Zhou... always treat you as a peer and forget about it."
Well, you are still just a college student."
"What a coincidence, the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple."
Deng Jian laughed, showing a row of big white teeth: "That's... Lao Zhou and I are good brothers."
"What's your name, Lao Zhou? Can you call me Lao Zhou?"
Wang Xiaocong, however, slapped Deng Jian angrily and said with a straight face: "Lao Zhou and I are of the same generation. I am so many years older than you. If you continue to call me Lao Zhou, wouldn't I be a generation shorter than you?"
"
Deng Jian felt a little aggrieved and said: "But my boss and I are classmates, so what would we call him if we didn't call him this?"
"Call Brother Zhou!"
Deng Jian glanced at Wang Xiaocong with some resentment.
On the plane.
He is a bit redundant... Why does he still seem redundant in front of Wang Xiaocong?
The two chatted for a while.
Wang Xiaocong stopped the conversation and looked at Zhou Xingdao: "Old Zhou, let's go first. This is not a place for talking. There are many people and we will have a good chat when we get there."
"OK."
Zhou Xing nodded and did not refuse.
This is really not suitable at the entrance of the airport, where people are coming and going.
Wang Xiaocong waved.
The bodyguards in black suits who surrounded them immediately dispersed... and got into the Cadillac behind them.
The remaining two bodyguards escorted Wang Xiaocong, Zhou Xing, and Deng Jian to the black Rolls-Royce Phantom at the front with serious expressions.
Wang Xiaocong and Zhou Xing are sitting in the back row.
Deng Jian was the lowest in seniority and did not dare to make any mistakes in front of Wang Xiaocong. He could only sit pitifully in the secretary's position, face to face with the two of them.
The car door is closed.
At Wang Xiaocong's signal, the driver pressed down the gear and the car slowly drove out of the parking lot and headed towards the airport on the highway.
The bodyguard vehicles behind him followed step by step.
Keep them in the center.
Keep suspicious vehicles away easily.
On the Airport Expressway.
The speed of the Rolls-Royce Phantom is not slow, staying at around 80, but the interior of the car is extremely smooth and quiet, and only soothing pure music can be heard.
"Where are we going?"
Zhou Xing sat on his seat and asked.
Wang Xiaocong smiled: "Old Zhou, please leave it alone for the time being... Now that I'm in Kyoto, I can't treat you badly on my territory. It was you who entertained me in Shanghai before."
"Now it's my turn to entertain you well."
Zhou Xing did not continue to ask any more questions.
Guests and hosts do as they please.
When he was about to fly to Kyoto, he didn't think about Deng Jian... he simply called Wang Xiaocong.
Wang Xiaocong happened to be in Kyoto.
After hearing that Zhou Xing was coming, I was very excited... and offered to pick him up at the airport.
Zhou Xing did not refuse.
Although he is relatively familiar with Shanghai, he has been here for two generations and his activities are basically here.
And Kyoto is a famous city.
He has only been here once or twice, and is still relatively unfamiliar.
Deng Jian looked at Wang Xiaocong and Zhou Xing eagerly, with some expectation in his heart.
Although he was letting himself go in Shanghai.
The living expenses have been greatly improved, and you can get great satisfaction in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
But at most we can go to a bar together and have some fun.
I have no chance to come into contact with other things. I am not familiar with the place in Shanghai, and I have not found a suitable circle for myself.
He was like an ordinary person who suddenly became rich. He had money but no resources or knowledge to keep up with it.
But compared with Wang Xiaocong and Zhou Xing, they are still a little stretched.
In the past, he had only heard from their mouths how the real rich second generation played, but he had never experienced it himself.
Unexpectedly... today I have the opportunity to see it.
You can brag about it with others when you go back.
Wang Xiaocong glanced at Deng Jian with some amusement: "Xiao Deng... you are not suitable for the place where Lao Zhou and I are going. Your family is so strict. If your parents find out,
, I probably won’t be able to eat anymore and will have to walk around.”
"How about I send you home first?"
Deng Jian's face quickly fell: "No, Brother Wang, please take me with you. We all grew up in the same yard. It's not like you don't know that I didn't have a chance before. Now that I'm an adult, let me
Let’s learn more about it, I promise to keep it secret and I will never embarrass you.”
Wang Xiaocong burst out laughing when he saw this.
This is what an eighteen-year-old boy should look like.
After staying with Lao Zhou for a long time, I always feel that young people are like monsters. I am almost thirty years old, and when I chat with him, I don't feel any strangeness or generation gap at all.
Qin Fen felt the same way.
Wang Xiaocong almost thought that he was falling behind because young people today are so mature.
Now it seems...this is not the case.
Deng Jian is still like that.
Only Zhou Xing is more evil.
Zhou Xing also couldn't help laughing.
Thinking of his previous life... when he was at this age, he did a lot of things that were unspeakable, so much so that when he thinks about it now, he feels a little embarrassed and stupid.
The key is to be stupid without knowing it. Only when you get older and experience do you feel ashamed.
Not even as good as Deng Jian.
Now that I think about it, this is what I should do at this age.
If you want to grow up, you cannot do without the whipping of society... But he is more lucky. God gave him a chance to start over again, while most people don't have the chance.
When I suddenly woke up, I realized that my time had passed by.
If you try to save it again, it will be beyond your power.
The three of them just kept chatting, and soon... the phantom turned around and entered a garden.