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Chapter 1635

Words:1949Update:22/10/16 08:35:30

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Last night, the incident happened suddenly. By the time she received the news, Li Lan had already let it go for Chen Faqi's sake and no longer cared about it.

Otherwise, she would have stood up for him.

Now, she was bringing up the same topic again. In terms of enthusiasm, she wasn't inferior to Pang Yu.

Ping Cuo, who had been silent, couldn't help but say, "It's such a small matter. Why don't I do it directly? I've long found this guy an eyesore."

Like She Ziling, the Ping family played with Wang Xiang like a game. It was a complete blow.

Pang Yu said angrily, "Don't. It's not a big deal. You're making such a big fuss. Even if I'm not in the real estate business, I can still deal with him."

Without waiting for anyone to ask, he took a sip of wine and continued, "To be honest, his old man, Old Wang, is a decent person and has a good relationship with us. It's really embarrassing for him to hurt our relationship because of this trivial matter.

Since Wang Xiang has provoked us, we'll deal with Wang Xiang.

When he suffers a loss in our hands, he won't be able to look for Old Wang. "

Li Lan said with a smile, "Every debt has its debtor. That's good."

Pang Yu was even more proud when he heard this. He said with a smile, "That bastard is now forming a game team and has invested in several game companies. I'm not as good as you in terms of ability, but in terms of eating, drinking and playing games, you're not as good as me.

In terms of games, I can control him completely. There's no way he can make a profit by investing.

Didn't his father give him 700 million? Let's see how long he can hold on. "

Li Lan said with a smile, "He's playing games."

If he was not afraid of losing his integrity, he would dare to open a hell mode for Wang Xiang.

Pang Yu thought that Li Lan was going to take action, so he quickly said, "There's no need to use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken. I'll do it. If I can't do it, I'll find a wall myself."

Li Lan said with a smile, "Forget it. It's up to you."

In fact, he didn't care. He was not the kind of person who would argue with others.

After dinner, He Zhou left first. Sang Chunling drove him. He said with a smile, "Send me to the town ahead. I'll be fine as long as I can get a taxi."

Sang Chunling said with a smile, "Okay."

She personally drove He Zhou to the intersection. When He Zhou was about to get out of the car, she confirmed again, "I really don't want to send you home. Don't worry, I won't shamelessly ask you to treat me to a meal."

"Haha, I don't dare to trouble you anymore. I'm leaving." He Zhou got out of the car, and Bai Yueting followed.

He Zhou asked Sang Chunling to leave first and waited at the intersection with Bai Yueting for a while. There was not a single taxi.

He remembered that Li Lan had shown him the "Express" taxi app on his phone when they were having dinner. He opened the app, set his location, entered his destination, and called for a taxi with the mentality of giving it a try.

It was a last resort.

There was a beep, and there was actually a response. The app displayed the distance between him and the driver, the time of arrival, and even the license plate number, the color of the car, and the contact information of the owner.

Two minutes later, a black Roewe stopped in front of him, and he got in the car with Bai Yueting.

Even when he reached home and paid with Alipay, he was still amazed.

For the next few days, he used Express to go to work. He did not drive himself, just to experience what it was like to book a ride online.

Although shared travel was the idea of a Silicon Valley company, there were not many people in China who could put this idea into practice. There were only a few who could survive.

The reason he admired Li Lan was because Li Lan dared to think and do things.

However, everything he did was still in the "thinking" stage.

Had he really not heard of the concept of "sharing"?

He took out his father's yellowed notebook from his bag. It clearly wrote, "The sharing economy should have a bright future in the future. Make use of idle resources and share them with others, thus increasing the efficiency of the society's resources."

His father had written it clearly in the notebook.

It was not that his father did not say it, but he did not think about it.

If he had read it seriously, thought it through, and paid attention to the situation overseas, he would have thought in this direction!

However, he was always muddle-headed, acting like a child and sulking at his mother.

His father had been dead for more than 20 years, but his mother still could not forget him.

He had lived for more than 20 years, but he still could not gain his mother's trust.

He was not as good as his father. He had always admitted this fact, but he could not accept it.

This time, reading his father's notebook again, he had gained something new.

Now, only silence could cover up his awkward thoughts of the past.

Every day, he came to work on time and left work on time. In the last month before the Spring Festival holiday, he not only ranked first in the sales department, but he also ranked first in Pujiang and third in the country.

Together with the commission and commission, he earned a total of nearly 200,000 yuan.

It was funny that he was no longer excited.

The last time he went on a blind date with Shi Boying, his mother had left him a card. Later, he remembered and checked his name. The balance was at least 5 million yuan.

So, he floated away.

When he submitted his resignation application to the company, everyone was shocked.

According to his performance and the development of the company, after a year, he would definitely be a store manager.

Only Wang Yue and Jiang Yaoyao were calm. They knew that He Zhou was a rich second generation. He really did not need this 100,000 yuan. He came out to work just to experience life.

He Zhou treated them to a farewell meal. It was a special bean bar. On his left was Wang Yue and on his right was Jiang Yaoyao. Each of them had a bottle of beer in front of them.

Halfway through the drinks, Wang Yue said, "Brother Zhou, are you going to work alone?"

He Zhou smiled and said, "I do have that thought."

He could not work part-time anymore. He had a few million yuan in cash. Even without his mother's support, he could still do something.

Jiang Yaoyao asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

Before He Zhou could answer, Wang Yue said anxiously, "If you want to continue doing credit, I'll work for you."

"Huh?" Jiang Yaoyao was startled. She did not expect Wang Yue to have such a reaction.

He Zhou smiled and said, "Sure."

If he really wanted to start a business, he would need his own team. He would not be able to do anything without an army.

Jiang Yaoyao rubbed her forehead and asked Wang Yue, "Did you take the wrong medicine too?"

He was a rich second generation, so he could be willful.

Wang Yue was the same as her. She came from the countryside, but now she could earn tens of thousands of yuan a month. She was a winner in life!

How dare she!

Wang Yue smiled and said, "You can't work for the rest of your life. Look at the salespeople of small loan companies. Most of them are in their twenties. There are even fewer in their thirties and forties.

People say that singers and models make a living out of their youth. Salespeople are the ones who make a living out of their youth.

After 40, their stamina can't keep up. They really can't run anymore, especially women. "

PS: Happy Lantern Festival, everyone.

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