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Chapter 968

Meng Zhang's job was very easy to do, and Yun Jue took over it without Fang Zhe having to do anything. This guy deliberately got close to Fang Zhe. The young man is not annoying, he speaks and does things well, and has a good upbringing. It can be seen that the second and third generations,

It is the minority who fail to learn.

How should I put it? He is a very normal and smart young man. Because of his horizons, he appears to be more mature than children from ordinary families. Only when people have more knowledge can they not panic when encountering problems.

During lunch, Meng Tingzhi formally expressed that he would ask Fang Zhe to take care of Meng Zhang in the future. As long as the third child of the Meng family is a daughter and studies in the UK, she can see him in the future.

Fang Zhe naturally said that there was no problem. Fang Zhe had never asked about the Meng family's affairs, nor had Yun Jue said anything about it.

After drinking some wine with Boss Meng, when Fang Zhe went back upstairs to rest, Meng Tingzhi said to Boss Meng that although Fang Zhe was not married to Yun Jue, it was the same as being married. Today's young people, for that certificate

I don’t think much of it. And Fang Zhe has never caused any trouble for the Yun family and the Meng family.

How to say this, Fang Zhe didn't hear it anyway, Yun Jue was upstairs taking care of Fang Zhe who drank too much.

When young Meng Zhang sat aside and listened, his eyes flashed with brilliance.

Mr. Meng didn't say much, and looked a little ashamed. The family of three sat for a while, got up and left.

When Fang Zhe woke up in the afternoon, Meng Tingzhi asked him to go downstairs and sit down to drink tea and chat together.

"My eldest brother was the most promising person to represent the Meng family, but he chose to stay in the northwest. As for my eldest aunt, you have also seen that she was more beautiful when she was young. And your third uncle works in an energy company.

His evaluation of your uncle is that he is too selfish. As for me, it’s useless no matter how high my ambition is. I’ve basically reached the top now, and I can improve it one level when I retire.”

Meng Tingzhi said unhurriedly, but Yun Jue was not listening and was taking care of the children in the room. Meng Tingzhi's meaning was very clear. The two men in the family were not very successful, and she, the only woman, suffered more in the system. Plus

I was influenced by Lao Yun before I went to school.

"Originally I had high hopes for Meng Zhang, but this kid didn't want to join the system, so I had to let it go."

Fang Zhe understood this. As for joining the system, Meng Tingzhi can still make some efforts. If he doesn't join the system, there is nothing to say.

To be honest, these words made Fang Zhe feel quite uncomfortable. He was from a grassroots background, so it was difficult for him to appreciate the benefits of children from such a family. Parents paved the way for their children, graduated and entered the workplace, and spent several years on their own.

The red line rises to a level.

How do the children of ordinary people compare with others? Even if you can join an employer after graduation, it will take time to grow up. When you adapt to the work of the employer, others will move up in rank, but you will still be an ordinary clerk.

This is a very helpless thing. There are elders who have paved the way, so there is no comparison.

The same goes for business. In his previous life, Fang Zhe met the son of a leader in Jiangcheng. He was not very good-looking. He got married after graduation. He married the most beautiful girl in the same class in the school. He was shattered to pieces.

Not to mention his glasses, he was promoted to the deputy director level before he was thirty years old. Before his father retired to the second line, he was transferred to the grassroots level for two years. He was promoted to the top of the line when his father retired.

Just tell me, what are you comparing it to? Children from ordinary families have to use their strength to take a step forward anywhere. This is like many handsome guys understanding the phrase "Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore."

By the time I spoke, I had already lost my ability.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Fang Zhe accompanied Yun Jue to visit New Year's greetings, acting as a qualified tool man, a radiant type.

The smile on Yun Jue's face didn't stop all day, and Fang Zhe was once worried that her face would burst from laughter.

Fang Zhe was forced to work overtime at night and didn't go to bed until midnight. On the morning of the third year of junior high school, Fang Zhe couldn't go out of the compound. The driver and bodyguard were waiting across the road. Because there was no place to park, the driver drove around for half an hour.

circle.

When they arrived at Li Ping's house, Ren Ping was actually there, saying that she was here to pay New Year greetings. Even if she killed Fang Zhe, she would only believe half of it.

The two children held hands to wish Fang Zhe New Year's greetings. After receiving the big red envelope, they ran back to the room to play with themselves.

The three adults were drinking tea and chatting outside. Fang Zhe asked about the Meng family and mentioned that he had met Mr. Meng and his family.

The words were addressed to Li Ping, but it was Ren Ping who took over.

"It's a pity for their family. No one expected that a daughter would take over. The old Meng family was a third-rank Beijing official when the People's Republic was founded. They are young cadres with certain qualifications and strong abilities. My old man said that in the past, the two families were separated.

There is a courtyard wall, and the children on both sides often fight in the street after school. Originally, Meng Laosan was also in the circle, but later he went to the company for some reason."

Fang Zhe listened very carefully, and Li Ping added on the side: "Everyone has his own ambitions, and outsiders can't say whether they are doing well or not. If you think others are not doing well, they think they are very happy. You laugh at others if they are doing badly.

, maybe people will laugh at you s-b."

Is this Li Ping’s inner confession? Is it a pun?

Ren Ping rolled her eyes and said, "You are boring. My old man only has a daughter. I can't live up to my expectations. Who can I laugh at? Speaking of which, I should be the one being laughed at, right? I didn't listen to what my family said back then.

I had to find one myself, but I ended up like this."

When Fang Zhe heard this, he immediately stood up and said, "I'm going to the balcony to smoke." The balcony is closed, and you can close the door and open some windows. Fang Zhe liked this very much. Fang Zhe didn't want to hear what the two women said.

Ren Ping was also a smoker, so she went out to smoke on the balcony. She sat opposite Fang Zhe. This woman had her legs crossed, and she was actually wearing a very foul cheongsam that day.

The curls of green smoke stood out in Ren Ping's mouth. The hand holding the cigarette shook slightly unconsciously, and her eyes looked out the window absentmindedly.

Fang Zhe looked at the opponent without concealing it. In terms of face and figure, she could easily win against Li Ping.

"Do you want to hear my story?" Ren Ping seemed to be talking to herself, and Fang Zhe shook her head decisively: "Not interested."

"Why?"

"Your stories are all about receiving gifts on the basis of having enough food and clothing. I even think you are moaning for no reason."

A very cruel answer, which made Ren Ping put away her legs, shook her head slightly, and smiled, and the dark environment seemed to be illuminated. "Yes, sitting in front of you, what qualifications do I have to say that I have a story.

"

"You remind me of how in a bar, I often see a woman sitting alone on the bar smoking. One man after another walked by and was rejected. Then I walked over and asked her: I have wine, do you have a story?"

These words made Ren Ping look curious: "Continue?"

"This is what I imagined when I had no money. When I have money, I won't need to go to the bar."


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