The night wind blows slowly on the streets of Haizhou. The last bus was still operating, and the familiar streets were empty.
Wei Junjie and his wife were talking on the phone, waving their hands and watching his friend Jing Gao get into the white Buick Envision Cosco and leave.
I kind of understand it in my heart. This friend of his is definitely not starting a business in Beijing as he claimed. He is probably already famous. After drinking, the normal operation is to ask for a driver! There is also Uber in Haizhou. As a result, Jing Gao directly asked his assistant to come over and drive.
Wei Junjie rode on his little electric donkey and went home in the evening breeze. No matter how messed up Jing Gao is, he is still his friend. Come back to Haizhou, drink and brag together.
His life is already a wife, children, and a hot bed. There's nothing wrong with that. A business like Jinggao's is big, but the risks are also high! The big tree attracts the wind, with open and covert spears and arrows. Since ancient times, money has moved people’s hearts!
He was quite satisfied.
As for attending high school class reunions, he has little interest. It's not like he hasn't been there before. Jing Gao was unwilling to go before. From what he heard, it seemed that Shao, the school beauty, invited him to go this time. Of course, it is also possible that he is now famous and is willing to go.
There are some guys in Class 3 who are very good at pretending. Every class gathering is basically centered around chatting with these few people.
Jing Gao probably would never go there again after seeing it once.
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Jing Gao sat in the back seat of Angkewei and felt quite emotional after chatting with his friends about the people and things in Haizhou for more than half a year.
"Xiao Liu, don't be in a hurry to go back, just take a walk around the city."
"Okay, Mr. Jing."
The person who works as a driver for Jing Gao is not his assistant Fu Ye. Nor are they the two bodyguards brought by Lao Fu. It was Liu Qingyun, general manager of Zhongrun Company's branch in Haizhou. A shopping mall elite in his thirties, a native of Haizhou, who was recruited from Shanghai to take up a position. But in front of Jing Gao, it was "Xiao Liu" of course.
Haizhou has developed quite well in recent years. It's not like there are just a few streets in some counties. The city center area is approximately 3 kilometers in radius. There are several places to eat, drink and have fun: Wanda Plaza, Jinghu Bund, and Pedestrian Street.
The party on the 4th was in a high-end restaurant on the Bund of Jinghu Lake.
Liu Qingyun pointed to the lake view villa area reflected in the calm lake water, "Mr. Jing, the company has purchased a villa for you here. We have a cleaning lady come to clean it every week, and you can move in at any time. Do you want to go in and take a look?"
Work performance also needs to be shown to the boss.
Jing Gao pressed his fingers lightly on his forehead and said, "Let's see again in two days."
After returning home, Jing Gao greeted his parents, took a shower, and returned to his room. The soft light of the wall sconces fell on the worn, wallpapered walls. There are also football posters he put up in high school, featuring AC Milan superstar Kaká. His football idol. Outside the window is the night view of Haizhou, full of autumn.
On the first day back home, Jing Gao's experiences during this period made him feel a bit like being reborn in Internet articles. Five years after he graduated, he struggled and struggled desperately in the capital. His ultimate goal was not to buy a house in the capital, but to change his life. Change the situation of the entire family. But time flies so fast! After all, he accomplished nothing.
"Life is too short!" Jing Gao looked at the time, called Weiwei, and talked about his sigh at this time. Of course, there were many things he couldn't say. To this day, friends in the capital think he is the second generation of rich people. Even Weiwei didn't know much about the source of his wealth. She never asked him about money.
Li Mengwei had gone to bed after ten o'clock. Beautiful girls pay attention to their daily routine. She was actually very happy when she received a call from Jing Gao in the middle of the night. The relationship between the two was slowly deepening. Listening to Jing Gao's call, Gao Xu said with emotion about returning home, and said softly: "Jing Xiaogao, although I don't understand where your emotion comes from, I can hear your loneliness. Do you want me to accompany you tomorrow? Don't go see your uncle and aunt. That’s right. I told my parents that I would travel to Jinling.”
She actually missed him a little bit.
Jing Gao smiled and said, "Isn't that tormenting you? It's okay. I've already gotten used to it. In fact, I just moaned for no reason and wanted to talk to you. Weiwei, go to bed early."
Li Mengwei chuckled, "My Lord Jing, you don't even know what time it is. I was already lying on the bed. If you have any other feelings, I can chat with you for fifty cents."
Jing Gao immediately laughed. The longer he stayed in contact with Weiwei, the more interesting he found her. Her goddess burden was not that heavy at all, "Weiwei, thank you. I am very happy to meet you on the road of life."
The corner of Li Mengwei's mouth formed an alluring smile, and she said in a clear voice: "You're welcome. I'm also very happy to meet you."
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After chatting with Weiwei, most of the emotion about Jing Gao's return disappeared. His biological clock was accurate, and he got up early the next morning and went out for a run along the streets of Haizhou. When I came back, I happened to meet my mother washing clothes in the bathroom. "Hey, Xiaojing, when did you get into the habit of running? Mom will make you what to eat in the morning."
Igao took off his sweaty jersey. He had a very well-proportioned figure and some abs. Since getting the unlimited card in early April, he has not stopped exercising. He replied: "I have developed it over the past few months. Mom, haven't you noticed that I have lost weight?"
"That's right." Gao Lijun stood up and gave up the bathroom to give his son a bath.
"Eat some noodles in the morning. Where is my dad?" Jing Gao asked.
Gao Lijun said: "Your dad... has changed his shift with someone. He will work in the company today and tomorrow. I plan to invite your sister-in-law's family over for dinner on the 3rd and ask about buying a house. Your sister-in-law knows a lot about this."
Jing Gao smiled and said, "Okay." He closed the bathroom door and started taking a shower.
His sister-in-law is a doctor and comes into contact with many people.
In fact, when it comes to buying a house, he doesn't need his sister-in-law's advice. This matter is a matter of his words. But since his parents thought so, there was no need for him to change anything. Just prepare the money.
He has always maintained a kind of restraint over the changes in his family situation. He suddenly told his parents that he had tens of billions of assets, which probably scared his parents, who had been ordinary people all their lives, to death. Then worried about him.
Who doesn't know these days that "a big tree attracts the wind" and "the citrons that stand out die first"? Only people with smart brains will believe that "quiet years are good". Have you ever seen "office politics" or "workplace politics"?
Competition and conflict are everywhere.
Therefore, he didn't even say anything about his father working as a security guard at Ping An Insurance Haizhou Branch. Old man, if you suddenly change his life rhythm, he is not used to it. Take your time and everything will fall into place.
At noon on October 3, Jinggao's sister-in-law and her family came to the house for lunch as promised. My cousin Shi Yanjun, who is in college at Beijing Institute of Technology, and my cousin Shi Jiangtao, who is still a freshman in high school, are both there.
