Ye Huan and the other three were sitting separately, while Zhang San and Hou Hou looked dejected and listless.
It seemed like a funny thing, but after I laughed and thought about it carefully, my mouth was filled with a bitter taste. I wanted to laugh again, but I couldn't.
The three of them entered the society from the welfare home. They had many unfortunate encounters like this. They had set up street stalls before, and were chased all over the streets by the urban management. After being caught, all the goods were confiscated. Anyone who dared to resist a group of people would be beaten.
Fighting and kicking, it was worse than the underworld. They took advantage even if they were not caught. Running down a few streets, the three of them met and looked at each other, breathing heavily and laughing. Only they knew how much bitterness and bitterness there was in their smiles.
The word survival itself carries sourness and bitterness. It is said that when the eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth come together, the shape of a person's face is the word "bitter". They seek food in hardship, enjoy hardship, live humbly, and die humbly. Except for themselves
, no one treats them as human beings.
So what does that mean? As long as you live like a human being, that's enough.
"Why do you suddenly think of setting up a street stall?" Ye Huan asked, breaking the silence.
Zhang San glanced at the monkey and said nothing.
The monkey said: "Zhang San came up with the idea. He said... The three of us grew up together since childhood. Now that you are working in a big company, your future colleagues and friends will definitely be elites. Zhang San and I are like this now.
I'm afraid I'll lose face for you in the future. You're an elite white-collar worker, so you can't make friends with thieves and thieves, right? Although running a street vendor is a bit shabby, you still make money through hard work, so there's no shame in it."
Ye Huan was stunned. It turned out that they went out to set up a stall because of themselves...
The chest was filled with a warm current, and Ye Huan's eyes immediately turned red. He opened his mouth, but found that he could not say a word.
In a person's life, there are always one or two friends who are worthy of wholehearted trust and can be relied upon for life and death. They may not be as heroic and move the world as the friendship in Taoyuan, but they always pay silently, and the friendship worth more than a thousand gold melts into the ordinary and invisible.
But it can be seen everywhere and within reach.
If you have one or two such friends in your life, no matter how difficult the situation is, you can still be rich and powerful.
Looking up at the ceiling, Ye Huan took a deep breath, suppressed the inexplicable moisture in his eyes, then kicked Zhang San moderately, and said with a smile: "If you can't be a thief, how can you set up a street stall?
"
Zhang San grinned and said: "Actually, being a thief and running a stall are the same. They are both out at night and are chased by people. The difference is that as a thief, you are chased by the police, and as a stall stall, you are chased by the urban management. I am not talented.
I’ve experienced everything.”
Ye Huan coughed and said, "How much did you lose this time?"
"Four to five hundred yuan, I'll pay for next month's rent..." Monkey said dejectedly.
"You guys... I still have a lot of the thousands of dollars I collected from those three streaking guys last time. I'll give you a thousand dollars tomorrow, and I'll give you another idea to make money."
Monkey and Zhang San's eyes lit up: "What's your idea?"
"Go and resell fake cultural relics. Just buy a few rotten vases, ceramic horses, etc., dig a hole in the soil, bury them, pour a few scoops of manure every day, dig them out after two months, put them in the cultural relics market, and say
It is a tri-colored glazed pottery from the Tang Dynasty. Anyone who dares to say no will be slapped with a big mouth."
The monkey and Zhang San looked at each other. After a long time, the monkey asked Zhang San: "Let's ignore him and continue talking about our street stall business."
"Yes, I will buy a batch of black stockings tomorrow. They will definitely sell well."
"Black stockings are so common, why can they be so popular?"
"It's stupid. Let's cut a hole in the crotch of the black stockings and call them sexy black stockings. We'll sell them to men like Brother Huan and we'll guarantee they'll be sold out in one night."
"...It really makes sense, damn! People nowadays are becoming more and more perverted. Going to bed is just a matter of going in and out. Look at the many tricks these wretched guys are playing now, and they have no shame at all.
None, it’s a sign of moral decay..."
After saying that, the two of them turned their eyes and looked at Ye Huan without saying anything.
Ye Huan: "…………"
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The three of them chatted for a while and saw that it was almost twelve o'clock, so Ye Huan got up and prepared to go home.
When he walked to the door, Ye Huan looked back at the two of them and said, "Don't take the company I work for so seriously. This job comes in a hurry, and I'll probably lose it quickly. How do you live your life?"
Zhang San chuckled and said: "You are already an elite white-collar worker, so you don't allow us to advance even once?"
Ye Huan laughed and scolded: "Your sister is an elite! Your whole family is an elite! I don't even take it seriously. You are just trying to get ahead! People like me don't look like a prince when I put on a dragon robe. I'm a bastard wherever I go."
You gangsters, do you need to bear the pressure? Look at Nanqiaomu, a double master's degree female woman came to share a room with me. Do I feel pressure? I still live my life. What is a hardcore? What is a childish thing?
Learn from Nan Qiaomu!"
The monkey's face looked a little strange. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was lightly kicked by Zhang San without leaving any trace.
After Ye Huan left, the monkey asked Zhang San: "Why didn't you let me speak just now? The whole world knows about Qiao Mu..."
Zhang San chuckled strangely: "I have a female master's degree with two degrees and a single girl. She is not afraid of gossip from the neighbors or the long journey to work. She takes several buses every day to come and crowd into the slums with him. Even a fool knows what she is thinking.
Don't tell me, don't tell me, let's see when this idiot will understand."
The next day, Zhou Mei kept her promise and sent a business delegation to the top-floor headquarters of Red Tiger Company to conduct preliminary inspections and negotiations with Red Tiger Company on future business cooperation plans between the two parties.
After Tenglong Group announced a high-profile plan to relocate its headquarters, the news of its cooperation with Red Tiger Company dropped a bombshell in the business community of Ninghai City, and the entire business community was shocked.
Everyone wants to occupy a place in the future business war in Ninghai. Cooperation with the aircraft carrier Tenglong Group is of course the most convenient and most beneficial way. The well-known shopping mall tycoons in Ninghai City are trying to get their heads together, and they all want to cooperate with Zhou, the president of Tenglong Group.
The assistant got on the line, but this mysterious Miss Zhou kept closing the door to thank customers and no one was allowed in. A strange and mysterious atmosphere has been spreading in the Ninghai business district recently.
Unexpectedly, the Honghu Company, which was inconspicuous among the tycoons from all walks of life, used some means to be spotted by the Tenglong Group, and turned into the first cooperative enterprise of the Tenglong Group in Ninghai.
The tycoons are all jealous and jealous...
A medium-sized company with a gang background, no one took it seriously before, and the person at the helm was just a young girl in her twenties. How did she do it?
Tenglong Group has chosen such an inconspicuous small company as a partner. What kind of medicine are they selling? What is certain is that there is a lot of secrets behind this matter!
Jingjiang Garden Villa Area in the eastern suburbs of Ninghai City.
This is the gathering place for Ninghai's richest people. Almost more than half of the city's richest people with assets of over 100 million own their own house in this villa community. It has long become a representative place for rich people to symbolize their identity and status.
In Villa No. 5, sitting on a European-style couch, was a young man in his twenties with a slightly pale and cold face.
The man's name is Xu Jiang, the only son of Ninghai Mayor Xu Shengzhi. He is 21 years old this year. He is a typical second-generation official and a government official. In the dandy circle of Ninghai, Xu Jiang is one of the best eldest brothers.
In the high-level yamen, this kind of big brother is naturally different from the big brother of Jianghu gangsters. The gold content is much higher. The power and connections accumulated by their fathers and ancestors are all used by them. Wearing this hat of power that does not belong to them, they are invisible.
Zhongjing also developed a touch of official authority.
The villa was a "little gift" given to Mr. Xu by a real estate developer. A piece of prime land in the urban area that a real estate developer had coveted for a long time was acquired by Mr. Xu with a long-sleeved operation. The villa was a gift to Mr. Xu. Of course,
The name written on the property ownership certificate is that of a stranger who cannot be beaten.
Xu Jiang has always been careful in doing things. His father is the mayor of a city. He understands better than anyone else the principle of "when the moon is full, it will be short, and when the water is full, it will overflow."
In the impression of ordinary people, the so-called second generation of yamen officials are the kind of people who are arrogant and domineering, bully men and women, and walk with their nostrils in the sky. In fact, this is not the case. There are not many yamen who dare to do this, they are very few, and most yamen do not.
This is a bad problem. In fact, they have received higher education. No matter in terms of academic qualifications, knowledge, human experience, or tactics, they know much more than ordinary people. They understand the beauty of power better than anyone else, and they understand it better than anyone else.
Everyone knows the disadvantages of arrogance.
They are also greedy and ambitious. They must get what they want, but they will not fight for it openly. What they advocate is the gentle breeze and drizzle, and they can achieve their goals silently without being ostentatious, show off, or arrogant.
There was a box of Cuban-origin cigars on the coffee table. Xu Jiang opened the wooden box, took out a cigar as thick as his little finger, cut off one end with a pair of cigar scissors, and put it in his mouth with an elegant and noble gesture.
Snap!
A man of about the same age next to him handed him the fire and helped him light it. The smile on his face was full of flattery.
Xu Jiang took a sip of his cigar, glanced at the man next to him, and said calmly: "Liu Ze, the Red Tiger Company belongs to your Liu family, right? I heard that it is connected with the Tenglong Group. Your sister is really a strong woman. There are so many
She was actually able to do what the boss, the wealthy businessman, couldn't do. Your father, Liu Sihai, chose her to take the helm of the Red Tiger. It seems he made the right choice."
Hearing this, Liu Ze's eyes quickly flashed with hatred, and he forced a smile and said: "My sister is more competitive than me, and my ability is far inferior to hers. After all, it is the Liu family's own business, and it doesn't matter who is at the helm."
Through the hazy smoke, Xu Jiang's smile seemed to have a profound meaning: "You are open-minded. Have you ever thought that your sister will get married in the future? If she gets married, will Red Tiger Company become hers?"