Before that, even if he knew what kind of business could make money, the lack of start-up capital had always been Wang Guohua's biggest weakness. Now that a huge amount of money fell from the sky, it would be nonsense to say that Wang Guohua was not excited. He tried to control his emotions in front of Chu Chu.
Release it.
Chu Chu was able to send more than three million yuan and drive a military-branded Hummer. You can imagine his financial background. Self-knowledge is an excellent quality of Wang Guohua. With such a wealth and an appearance that dazzles all living beings, this is simply not what he can do.
A woman with an abacus!
Wang Guohua is not belittling himself. His past life experience tells him that even if he has an idea, he cannot force it now. Even if Chu Chu can pass the test, can her family agree? The answer is obvious!
After finishing a cigarette, he continued to smoke another one. After his turbulent mood gradually calmed down, Wang Guohua patted his butt and stood up. He reached out and stopped a human-powered three-wheeler and said, "Big tooth machine, go to Tofu Lane."
Tofu Alley is the alley where Wang Guohua rented. It has been in Nanshan County for many years. The entire alley is full of ancient buildings from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Because it is remote enough, wars have rarely visited this place for more than a hundred years, and many old buildings have been preserved.
After liberation, there used to be a well-preserved ancient temple from the Song Dynasty in the county town, which would have been smashed by the Red Guards in order to "destroy the four olds".
When Wang Guohua returned to the rented house, he took out his bank card and looked at it. Do you know where to put it? After being restless for a while, he laughed at himself and said to himself: "It's really worthless. It's not like I haven't seen money before."
After all, he is a man with a net worth of five to six million."
It was actually hard for Wang Guohua to convince himself to equate the four million he had in this year with the five or six million he had in his previous life. His life after time travel was actually not that great. What should he do with this money? Keep a whole
Three million should be used for investment, and the rest should be used to improve living conditions. If you have money, you don’t have to worry about sleeping and eating. What is it if it’s not the second?
When thinking about investment, Wang Guohua is still very confident. In his previous life, he worked as a salesperson of a securities company in Shanghai. Carefully recalling the ups and downs of the financial market in the past sixteen years, You Feiyang's picture flashed in Wang Guohua's mind.
Thin and fair face.
He found the phone book from the drawer and found You Feiyang's phone number. Wang Guohua smiled proudly and walked out with his bank card. There was a canteen in the alley with a public phone on the counter and a public phone hanging outside.
The sign reads "three minutes and fifty cents in local dialect, rural dialect..."
When the pager rang, You Feiyang was sulking in the bedroom. His plan to start his own business in the financial field was not supported by his family. His father didn't say anything, but just expressed his attitude: "It's okay not to go to work, but not under the banner of me."
"You're just showing off and cheating outside." The aunt had been trying to persuade her for the past few days, but when she saw that her adopted son had no intention of relenting, she stopped trying to persuade him and allowed You Feiyang to wander around like a headless fly outside all day long.
In the days after graduation, You Feiyang found several political companies in the hope of finding a career. His plan was to start from the grassroots level in a down-to-earth manner, and he would eventually be able to make a career with his own abilities.
Planning often doesn't change quickly. After more than a month, several securities companies in the provincial capital stopped working, and no one dared to use it. Last night, my sister Xu Feifei quietly told her brother that Hu Weidong, my father's personal secretary, was the most useless person.
The securities company had already greeted me.
The furious You Feiyang immediately wanted to quarrel with his father, but his father Xu went south and was still having a meeting in the capital. You Feiyang had nowhere to vent his anger. He closed the door in the bedroom from last night and didn't even take a sip of water. Stepmother and aunt You Yunyun
He had a good temper, and treated You Feiyang, his nephew and adopted son, like his own son. To no avail, he called his husband to talk about the matter. On the phone, Xu Nanxia just said a soft sentence: "Let him go, it's not the case."
He’s a kid.”
The phone number in the page was a bit unfamiliar. You Feiyang didn't intend to ignore it. He thought about it and went out and went downstairs to call back. You Yunyun, who had specially asked for leave at home, saw You Feiyang finally opened the door and came downstairs. Tears immediately fell down and he hurriedly wiped his tears.
Said: "Xiao Yang, you have made Auntie very anxious." After saying that, You Yunyun took You Feiyang's hand and persuaded you: "Why are you so stubborn? You can't stop eating, right? Wan
If something goes wrong, how can I see your mother if I go underground in the future?"
Seeing his aunt like this, You Feiyang felt quite guilty. When he was three years old, his mother fell ill and died, and his aunt moved into the Xu family to take care of him. Later, the aunt became his mother, and You Feiyang didn't mind this. After he became sensible, he knew that his aunt wanted to take care of him.
It is too difficult for a woman to take care of herself and never have children. You Feiyang feels that the family owes her aunt a lot.
"Auntie, I'm hungry." The effect of these words was very good. You Yunyun immediately wiped her tears happily and said: "Auntie, let's give you something to eat. Stop being angry and fighting with yourself, ah!"
Wang Guohua waited for ten minutes before the phone rang. He picked up the phone and called, and You Feiyang on the phone asked rudely: "Who are you? How come you have my BB number?"
Wang Guohua was choked. Thinking of this guy's cold temperament, he felt that he could not tolerate him, so he said loudly: "I, Wang Guohua, didn't feel happy when I called you and hung up." As he said this, Wang Guohua threw the phone back, but did not hang up the phone.
Go, stand there and wait with a proud smile.
Sure enough, You Feiyang quickly dialed again. Wang Guohua said to the proprietress who stood up to answer the phone: "Don't answer, wait a moment." The proprietress looked at him doubtfully and sat back down.
When the time was almost over, Wang Guohua picked up the phone and replied lazily: "Who is it?"
"Wang Guohua, it's me, don't hang up. I'm sorry about what happened just now. I'm in a bad mood." You Feiyang quickly explained, and then Wang Guohua said: "Forget it, that's it, hang up."
"No, brother, you haven't come to me for anything." You Feiyang doesn't have many friends, but he still cares about Wang Guohua, a friend he can talk to. Besides, Wang Guohua didn't know his identity just now, so he doesn't know his identity.
Ask people to do things for themselves. Even if they know their identity, if they can help with something, it will be fine.
"Humph, I'm giving you an advantage. Didn't you say you'll do finance after graduation? A friend of mine has a sum of money that he wants to invest. If you're interested, just come over. It's not this number. Remember it, xxxxx." After finishing speaking, Wang Guohua
He hung up the phone, dropped the one dollar and was about to leave when the landlady shouted, "Oh, there's still fifty cents left. You answered two calls."
Wang Guohua was stunned for a moment, then he hummed, took out a dollar and threw it down. Just as he was about to leave, the landlady said again: "Wang, great talent, you really don't recognize me?"
Wang Guohua didn't pay attention just now, but now he carefully looked at the lady boss who was talking. After recognizing it for a while, he patted his forehead with a wry smile and said: "Zhong..., it's over, I can't remember it."
"Well, you are a talented person studying in a key university in the country. How could you remember this little girl whose name is unknown? Even if you have been at the same table for half a year, you will forget it if you say you have forgotten her."
Wang Guohua suddenly had no doubts. When the young proprietress saw this, she covered her mouth and bent down happily. After a while, she stopped laughing and said: "Remember, my name is Zhong Xiaoya."
Zhong Xiaoya's face is actually quite beautiful, but she suffers from her height, that is, she is only 1.55 meters tall. Standing in front of Wang Guohua, Zhong Xiaoya needs to look up before she can look him in the face.
"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm a forgetful person. By the way, don't you work in a textile factory? Why are you here? Is it possible to get married and be a housewife at home?" Wang Guohua asked casually, and Zhong Xiaoya suddenly became confused.
He looked ashamed and laughed in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about! I have been laid off from the factory, and I am helping my mother run the store at home. I am ugly, and no one wants to marry me."
Zhong Xiaoya actually didn't mean what she said. There were still many suitors in the textile factory, but this girl was a little too high-minded and most people looked down upon her.
"By the way, you should have graduated, right? Which unit will you be assigned to? I heard that this year's assignment will not allow you to enter public institutions. If you want to enter the government department, you have to have connections." Zhong Xiaoya's face was still red, and her eyebrows were flashing.
The joy and attention of the reunion.
"Haha, I'm assigned to the Political Research Office of the County Party Committee." After a casual remark, Wang Guohua said: "It's time to go to work. Let's talk later. I live in the Cao family yard in front."
Wang Guohua said and left. He really didn't have much memory of Zhong Xiaoya. Zhong Xiaoya was at the same table for half a year in the second half of the third year of high school, and the two of them probably said less than ten sentences in total. Wang Guohua was preoccupied with being named to the gold list.
, there may have been a shadow of this young classmate in my heart, but it was quickly forgotten in the four years of hard work and struggle in college.
Watching Wang Guohua's tall figure go away, and thinking of him being assigned to the county committee, Zhong Xiaoya's heart fluttered like an injured bird on the ground. Zhong Xiaoya's father was in the county labor bureau, and he was only a junior high-ranking official.
Section Chief, the structural reform has gradually cooled down the once prosperous Labor Bureau. After being laid off from the textile factory, Zhong Xiaoya's work problems have been unsolved. Zhong Xiaoya is anxious, but she can only helplessly wait for the opportunity.
It is Wang Guohua's habit to arrive at the office five minutes early. The political research office in the afternoon is deserted. If nothing else happens, the three old guys will not show up throughout the afternoon.
There are always times when things are unexpected. Wang Guohua was bored after reading a newspaper and was about to leave. Director Zhang came in with a stern look on his face and said: "Xiao Wang, what is your relationship with Secretary Li?"
Zhang Zhaolong has always been very fond of Wang Guohua. The young man is humble and hard-working, without the impetuousness of ordinary young people. In a place like the Political Research Office, ordinary young people would not be able to sit around and watch boring speeches all day long.
But this young man did it. He originally thought he had found a piece of rough jade and was planning to give it a lesson, but he never thought he was actually someone sent by the county party secretary.