However, as soon as they saw Lin Wanrong's shabby appearance, the scholars immediately became arrogant again. Their good self-esteem returned to them. The scholars completely ignored Lin Wanrong's appearance. Instead, they regained a great deal of confidence from his shabby appearance and began to mock him.
Before Lin Wanrong came to this world, he was a marketing department manager in a medium-sized company. He graduated from university at the age of 21 and worked hard for four years. At the age of 25, he became the youngest department manager. Naturally, he had seen all kinds of people.
Seeing the gazes of the people around him, Lin Wanrong naturally knew what they were thinking. He couldn't help but laugh coldly in his heart. It turned out that despising the poor and favoring the rich had such a long history. It was the same in every era. It was not a specialty of his world.
Young Master Hou's three pleasure boats also slowly left. The crowd of onlookers also gradually dispersed. The women beside Lin Wanrong stole a glance at him and left with red faces.
Lin Wanrong saw that the scenery on the lake was the same as before, as if nothing had happened. He couldn't help but laugh in his heart. In his university days, he had seen this kind of scene countless times. Compared to this, this Young Master Hou's confession was really too childish.
A faint nostalgia arose in Lin Wanrong's heart. He thought of his brothers in the dormitory, and also thought of his first girlfriend. He thought of her agonized gaze on the night of their breakup.
Although she had gone to the United States of America, Lin Wanrong knew that her feelings for him were very deep. She had asked Lin Wanrong countless times to go out with her. She had even prepared a visa and plane ticket for him. However, she had been mercilessly rejected by Lin Wanrong.
In Peking University and Tsinghua University, it was fashionable to go abroad. However, Lin Wanrong was different from them. When he graduated, he didn't even choose those big companies. He only chose a medium-sized company.
He had a deep attachment to his hometown. Lin Wanrong believed that his girlfriend would never forget his words. "I don't want the world I see with my black eyes to be blue in their eyes."
When she boarded the plane, Lin Wanrong did not go to the airport to see her off. It was not that he was heartless, but he did not know what to say. All of this was her own choice, and she could not blame others. Everyone had to be responsible for their own actions.
Hearing that she cried so much that she almost couldn't get on the plane, in addition to a kind of heartache, Lin Wanrong also had a kind of pleasure after revenge at the same time. Who said that men couldn't be petty?
In the next four years, Lin Wanrong worked hard to pick up girls. His career was successful, but he had many girlfriends. I'm not an infatuated person by nature. Lin Wanrong always liked to reply to his concerned friends with a smile like this.
Originally, he lived a very comfortable life alone. Until that girl came to the company, everything changed. That girl had the title of Deputy General Manager, but she happened to be Lin Wanrong's superior. He did not know why she disliked Lin Wanrong, but she actually targeted him everywhere and never gave Lin Wanrong a good face.
If it were not for her father's face, Lin Wanrong would have killed her first and then raped her, then killed and raped her again.
By the way, this girl's father was the company's chairman.
When he thought of that hateful girl, Lin Wanrong's teeth itched with hatred. If it were not for her, how could he come to this broken place? Thinking of the moment when he fell from the top of Mount Tai, that girl's expression seemed to be very strange, as if she was in pain. Well, very painful. In a hazy state, Lin Wanrong remembered that she pulled him, as if she wanted to pull him up, or he pulled her, and then it seemed that she also followed behind him and jumped down.
Of course, these were uncertain memories. At that time, Lin Wanrong had already lost his sense of direction. These hazy memories could not determine what happened at that time.
Lin Wanrong would not believe that the girl would jump down by herself. If he slipped and fell from Mount Tai, that girl would probably be too happy.
Lin Wanrong gnashed his teeth at this girl for a while, and then he did not think about her anymore. Since he was here, he might as well take things as they come. Lin Wanrong was optimistic by nature, so optimistic that he was even a little arrogant. But for him, in this new and unknown world, if he was not arrogant, who would be arrogant?
Lin Wanrong's thoughts returned to the current situation. The Xuanwu Lake was sparkling, and countless talented scholars and beautiful women were playing out here. The beautiful scenery of Jinling in front of him really did live up to the name of the romantic scenery by the Qinhuai River.
However, it was said that the war in the north was intense, but these so-called talented scholars and beautiful women did not seem to be aware of it at all. All day long, they engaged in such romantic activities, which also proved the good reputation of "Wolves in the north, Scholars in the south".
He had been here for a while, and the facts could no longer be changed. Lin Wanrong began to care and look at the problem from the perspective of a local.
"The warm wind makes the tourists drunk, and they directly regard Hangzhou as Bianzhou." Lin Wanrong softly recited. This situation and this scenery matched this sentence. As for which sage this poem was written, it was not important. In this place, everything that came out of Lin Wanrong's mouth belonged to him.
The shameless were invincible!
As a market manager who fought on the front lines of the market all year round, what kind of shameless things had he not seen? Compared to those dirty and shameless underground transactions, after reciting a poem, Lin Wanrong felt that he was as pure as a kindergarten virgin.
Seeing another talented scholar on the Xuanwu Lake being invited onto the official boat of one of the noble young ladies for a "sincere talk", and thinking of his own down-and-out experience, Lin Wanrong felt that it was unfair in his heart. He fiercely and disdainfully spat into the lake.
F * ck, spitting, drown these guys who don't care about their lives for chasing after girls.
"What a good 'The warm wind makes the tourists drunk, and they directly regard Hangzhou as Bianzhou'. Brother, this sentence is really wonderful, wonderful." A clear voice sounded from behind Lin Wanrong, accompanied by the sound of a small fan tapping on the palm. It was actually cheering for him.
That clear voice slowly repeated the poem that he had just recited. There was a bit of praise in the tone.
Finally, there is a fellow who appreciates me. Lin Wanrong chuckled, feeling a bit proud in his heart. Although this poem was not written by me, I can recite it. To be able to recite it, I am not simple either. Lin Wanrong's father was a language teacher in the village primary school. In order to train his memory, he had memorized many Tang and Song poems.
Lin Wanrong slowly turned around. A handsome young master with a face as white as powder was standing behind him, smiling at him.
The reason why the word "handsome" was used was because this young master was indeed worthy of it.
Thin willow eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, red lips, and eyes like the stars. He held a small white fan in his hand and wore a light yellow robe. He stood there like a thin willow in the wind, giving off an indescribable charm.
Lin Wanrong had never seen Song Yu and Pan An before, but according to his estimation, those two brats absolutely couldn't compare to this handsome young master in front of him.
Although Lin Wanrong also considered himself to be handsome, confident, and elegant, he had only been here for slightly more than a month and had a strong sense of rejection towards this kind of environment. Another reason was that this fellow had the smell of powder on him. With one look, one could tell that he was a rich young master who liked to fool around in the curtains all day. It was a completely different style from Lin Wanrong's black horse prince look.
Therefore, when it came to handsomeness, Lin Wanrong really couldn't compare to him. Even among all the young masters and young ladies he had seen in this month, not one could compare to even one-tenth of this handsome young master.
Beside the handsome young master stood a delicate and pretty manservant, who was also a mess of handsomeness.
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