Chapter 465 Fate Is Wonderful

Song Wei and his party went downstairs and threw the three fat men directly to the hospital.

The unlucky fat man didn't have any external injuries. He had a spiderweb-shaped red mark on his forehead and was shaking when he walked. He looked like Spider-Man. He obviously had a concussion.

Watching his miserable brother leave, the optician felt unwillingly.

"Mr. Song, do we just recognize each other like this?"

Chu Qing, who usually couldn't control his temper the most, didn't agree. He sat down in the passenger seat with his head down, the palm of his right hand trembling slightly.

Song Wei raised his head: "Qingzi, show Xiaoge your wrist."

Chu Qing angrily punched the co-pilot's storage box, making a loud bang, which sounded like humiliation and unwillingness.

Then, put your right hand behind your back on the back seat.

Under the dim internal light, Chu Qing's wrists were covered in bruises.

"What?! Is that what I just caught?!"

The optician exclaimed with shock on his face.

"Qingzi is already very good at fighting in Gujiao, but he can't pass through a single encounter with others. Do you think he is really a simple arrogant second generation?"

Song Wei sneered mockingly, not knowing who he was laughing at.

The optician was not very good at fighting, but he knew how terrifying Chu Qing's brute strength was, so he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

As for Chu Qing, the fear of that moment still remained in his heart. It was an irresistible force. The most primitive fear brought by it shattered his greatest pride.

Song Wei turned his head and asked Xiao Ge: "In the situation just now, do you dare to use the knife on those students?"

"Uh... I don't dare."

The optician shook his head in embarrassment.

The most important thing in a mixed society is to know what can and cannot be done.

The gangsters beat each other with sticks and knives, and no one cared about the people who ignored the officials. They killed students and rich second-generation people... were they afraid that they would not be able to go to jail?

Song Wei said softly: "You guys, once a fight breaks out, Qingzi and I will be the first to die, and then you. Brothers will be too late to save us."

"Well, it's just a little stronger, isn't it?"

The optician is only responsible for business operations and sales on a daily basis and has basically no idea about this aspect, so he still finds it unbelievable.

"That kid has practiced. I don't know what exactly it is, but..."

Chu Qing's interface was full of anger.

People who often fight are the most sensitive to actual combat ability. Once they get started, they can immediately sense the gap.

After hesitating for a long time, Chu Qing finally endured the humiliation and told her actual feelings.

"In a head-on fight, I can't win even with a knife. My eyesight, reflexes, and strength are all insane. I may not even have a chance to strike. They can KO me head-on with just one whip kick."

The optician was finally shocked: "So exaggerated?!"

"real!"

Chu Qing was afraid that the other party wouldn't believe him, so he was a little anxious.

"I struggled with all my strength, but I couldn't make his hand tremble. How big is the difference in strength?"

In fact, under normal circumstances, there is not such a big gap. Who asked Brother B to drink and engage in drunken boxing?

In addition, fighting dogs cannot whip their legs, they can only ride up and pinch people.

Xiao Ge believed it, but became more and more puzzled and frowned: "How can a rich second generation develop such strong combat effectiveness? According to the demand, it is completely unnecessary?"

"There is an entire iceberg hidden under the water..."

Song Wei sighed, suddenly feeling literary and artistic.

"There is nothing to fear from people who know the basics. Gu Xuan is not to be feared. Even He Hongyuan may not be able to do anything to us. People who do not offend are those who do not offend the river. They cannot bother to mess with me.

But that kid is different. He has never exposed his bottom from beginning to end, but the little bit that is exposed is scary enough...

Haha, the older I get, the less courageous I am..."

Song Wei shook his head and smiled bitterly, feeling suddenly like a hero in his twilight years.

Of course, it is true that a hero puts gold in his own face and is a coward.

In Gujiao, those who are brave but don't know how to restrain themselves will die. Those who can survive the big waves will become weak, but this is not a shame.

"Then..." Xiaoge hesitated, "Do you want to check that kid?"

"Check it out."

Song Wei rubbed his temples and nodded.

"But I don't think I can find anything. There is no great master named Wang in Gujiao. Several big guys who came out of Wangjia Village in the early years are not hanging around in Gujiao, so you should pay attention to the movements and don't offend others by investigating further."

Xiao Ge felt that his elder brother had actually given in, so he made up his mind to deal with it.

With the current development of the gray industry, information such as mobile phone number, address, consumption that can be seen by others, traces left on the Internet, etc. are all easy to check. Further investigation requires on-site visits.

However, what you find may not be true.

The civil society in the mining province is too chaotic, and the legal persons with many assets are old farmers in the countryside. It only costs tens of thousands to carry a sack of ID cards to apply for various documents.

At the same time, the real asset owner may only have a shabby house in his name.

The reporter who was on the news network two years ago, the police and prosecutors went to the battle to find out hundreds of thousands of family property, which is almost laughable.

After thinking for a moment, Xiaoge suddenly noticed a detail that had been ignored before.

"Mr. Song, tell me, what does Mr. Wang mean by deliberately mentioning Mr. Jiang? No details were revealed in the whole process, but he inexplicably brought out an irrelevant person. I don't understand..."

Song Wei asked back: "Not counting official status, if there is one person in Gujiao who can completely block me, who is it?"

Xiaoge blurted out: "King of Xiqu!"

Song Wei raised his hand and pointed to the sky: "Xiqu Mine is an enterprise directly under the Ministry of Minerals. What is the relationship between Wang and Jiang?"

Xiaoge shook his head in shame: "Mr. Song, I'm a low-level person, so I really don't know."

"Yes, actually I don't know, because my level is not high enough..."

Song Wei sighed, showing a trace of real lingering fear.

"But if someone can point it out, it proves that they have enough level and understand that this is a flying dragon in the sky, looking down at our little pond with a smile!"

All conspiracies and conspiracies will end up being crushed under the power from a higher level.

Song Wei believed that Wang Yan would never be able to mobilize that kind of power easily, but as long as he could borrow a little bit, it would be a burden that he could not bear.

"Give me the order. If you see that master again, stay away. If you have a chance, remember to sell a good deal for me..."

"Uh, okay."

The optician immediately responded and thought with sincerity: No wonder Mr. Song was able to start from scratch. He is indeed a cunning and capable person...

If you can't afford it, just lick it and you'll be fine?

At this moment, even Wang Yan did not expect that moving Jiang Xin out would have such a good effect.

In fact, the relationship between Wang Yan and Mr. Jiang is very ordinary, but he is qualified enough to know some things about the other person's family, so he uses it to scare people.

Sure enough, Song Wei's unwillingness was completely broken.

It can only be said that information is also a kind of power. In the hands of those who know how to use it, its power is no less powerful than money, swords and guns.

…

He Xiaolu was dragged home by his sister and thrown on the bed, and finally "sober" in a daze.

"Sister...I'm so sleepy..."

He Meng hurriedly touched his sister's forehead: "How are you, Xiaolu? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I want to sleep……"

"Okay, okay!"

He Meng responded hurriedly, then reached out to take off her clothes.

"Be good, Xiaolu, take a bath before going to bed, sister will help you..."

(⊙⊙)!

You can't do that kind of thing to my sister, it's a foul!

He quickly pulled up the quilt and covered his head tightly.

"You can do it! I can do it myself!"

After finally driving He Meng away, Xiaolu immediately locked the door, threw himself on the big bed, and started rolling around.

"Ahhh! awsl!"

After rolling around for a while, he suddenly took out his phone and found Zhang Yao.

"Yao Yao, give me your brother's WeChat account..."

"???????"

Zhang Yao sent a series of questions in confusion, and was so shocked that she almost rolled out of bed: "Crazy Deer, are you going to be angry?"

"Pooh!"

The little fairy's face was red, but she found an excuse as soon as she rolled her eyes.

"You know nothing! My sister and your brother are old classmates and have lost contact for a long time. I plan to quietly do something beautiful for adults..."

Zhang Yao was dubious and hesitant: "But, my brother has a girlfriend..."

The little fairy felt cold and suddenly became angry.

"You have a girlfriend and you still want to sell me to your brother?!"

Zhang Yao said plausibly: "You are so young, you can only be a foot-washing maid, and it won't affect anything!"

"I'm so young!"

Halfway through the call, the little fairy suddenly felt a little unsure and changed her tune urgently.

"Small has its advantages, you know nothing!"

A perverted fat guy just wanted to invite me to drink with him today, which proves that I already have enough feminine charm!

Zhang Yao suddenly laughed mischievously: "Then what good do I do?"

After eating, the buyer eats the seller, hehe, it’s so cool!

The little fairy was really not very sober now, and she promised hurriedly: "Please give me three Haagen-Dazs!"

Huh?

How could it be so happy?

Zhang Yao felt suspicious and felt something was wrong.

"Zha Lu, tell me the truth, do you have any evil thoughts about my brother?!"

Oops!

The little fairy finally reacted and was a little panicked.

But then I thought about it, Zhang Yao is my future sister-in-law. Sooner or later, she will find out, and she will even need to cover her up. What should I be afraid of?

Simply use the big move directly.

"Would you like ice cream or your brother?"

"ice cream!"

Zhang Yao answered instantly and sent a string of numbers.

The little fairy searched for Wang Yan's nickname on WeChat and got stuck on the application interface.

How to write a verification application?

After going over and over again, deleting, deleting, and revising, the application has never been issued, but the dream has been achieved ten years later.

Once the feelings of a girl come up, they are intense and unpredictable, completely different from those of adults.

There is a poem that says——

On a spring trip, apricot blossoms blow all over your head.

Whose family on the street is young and charming?

I plan to marry you and live in peace for the rest of my life.

…

After the separation, the boys still couldn't restrain their excitement and started making noises on the street.

"Damn it! Wang'er is so awesome today!"

"Explode!"

"Wang'er, your sister! Do you know that you will call Brother Wang from now on?"

"Get the hell out of here. If I don't lick you in front of you, why are you talking nonsense to us here?"

"That's right! It seems like Brother Wang will take you to play if you lick it..."

Wang Yonglei was very proud: "If Wang'er doesn't play with me, who will? We had the best relationship back then!"

"what about now?"

Everyone attacked him without hesitation.

"I can conquer dragons, tigers and leopards, but you are still the same idiot..."

"In society, people either have money or face. What are you doing? Shameless?"

"Why are you so shameless?"

Wang Yonglei said plausibly: "Wang'er is the most emotional person, so I'm going to fight him with all my heart. I don't believe he won't help me!"

Although he deserves a beating, his words are not unreasonable.

The remaining boys were quite moved.

"Hey, that's interesting..."

"I'm thinking, maybe we can really count on Brother Wang to make a fortune in the future?"

"That's right! We're not asking for money directly. Brother Wang casually leaked some crumbs from the cracks of his fingers, which may be enough for us to eat."

"He is reliable and righteous. Thinking about it, he is indeed much better than Datou and Liu Weilong..."

"The monitor is just a part-time job, and it seems like he earns 10,000 yuan a month!"

"Hey! The squad leader didn't tell me how much the offer would be. Who would be eliminated if it's ten thousand?"

"In short, not to mention the top academics and rich men in the class, the chance for us brothers to make a comeback basically falls on Brother Wang!"

"Paralyzed, let me go, I can still lick!"

"Fuck! Can you have a B-face? Your daddy is not here right now!"

Wang Yonglei jumped out triumphantly again: "Come on, come on, everyone line up and shout Brother Lei! Brother and Dad Wang have the closest relationship. Do you know what to do in the future?"

Several boys looked at each other, suddenly picked up Wang Yonglei, and walked straight to the telephone pole on the side of the road.

After enough trouble, Wang Yonglei, a heartless idiot, started to make plans again.

"You go ahead, I'm going home."

Zhang Yin, who was usually the most enthusiastic about this, shook his head and walked to the taxi in a depressed mood.

"What's wrong with the silver stick?"

Zhang Yin didn't respond. He returned home in silence and took out a new high school textbook.

Eliminate the rest of the subjects, leaving only high school math and English.

For a moment, I didn’t know where to start reviewing, so I just bit the bullet and started memorizing the words.

I can't catch up with Wang Yan, not for the rest of my life.

However, if I work hard from now on, four years from now, I won’t be humbler or more cowardly than I am now, right?

If you want to hug your thighs, you must have at least some strength in your arms.

Otherwise, who would continue to tolerate a loser?

Wang'er, thank you for making me finally see clearly my own incompetence and cowardice...

However, I won't stay like this forever!

…

A small thing can sometimes change a person's life.

Wang Yan was like a tornado, roaring through the high school class, tearing apart the established pattern and everything in the past.

But at this moment, the young master was not aware of the profound changes that had happened to him. As soon as he returned home, he returned to normal life again.

Read for two hours.

Today's homework is "Managerial Economics", Morris Edition, translated by Mr. Chen Zhangwu.

Intermediate MBA textbook, regression analysis uses a large amount of data and requires the establishment of models. The content is close to quantitative prediction, and the appendix uses differential methods.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is full of charts, formulas, and models, and the content is almost like a book from heaven.

This book best represents Wang Yan's learning progress in the fields of economics, finance, and mathematics.

A simple classification is the intermediate micro field.

The horizontal comparison is at the senior level of dual majors - mathematics and economics.

The actual effect is approximately zero.

The guiding significance of this textbook lies in production decisions. Wang Yan's company does not engage in production, but is in the service industry.

Even if there are production-oriented enterprises in the future, this work should not be done by the boss, but the production supervisor will naturally be responsible.

However, when you study economics and finance, the more extensive you are, the more you can discover the contradictions between various theories, and then refine your own knowledge.

The purpose of learning is not to make money. No matter how much money you make, you won't be able to catch your breath quickly.

Learning is to have a broad enough macro perspective.

Some people, when they reach a high position, don't know how they got there, so they can only stick to the spot in front of them and work hard.

Wang Yan didn't like that.

So, read as planned every day.

Ever since I developed the habit of reading, reading has become a very pleasant thing. It does not affect my life, but rather improves my quality of life.

After reading the book and looking through various news, I found that there was nothing important, so I fell asleep.

…

He Meng looked at a message lying alone in the dialog box, and his mood gradually became less beautiful.

Well, actually the whole night was not beautiful at all.

But you still have to be polite, that's polite.

"Wang Yan, thanks to you today, thank you very much."

After I sent it, I started to wait and wait and wait. I turned on my phone for about 10 minutes and took a look. As a result, I didn't even wait for a response until I fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning and looked again, there was still nothing to say.

Suddenly I felt very angry.

But if she was asked to take the initiative to do something, she couldn't save face, and she almost became depressed.

After thinking about it for a while, I sent him a red envelope worth 200 yuan.

Attachment: "Money from yesterday's party."

Damn money!

Yesterday, people were invited to both meals. What does it have to do with Wang Yan?

Wang Yan got up earlier and was chatting with his mother when he heard his cell phone ringing. He picked it up and took a look: Huh? There is a red envelope!

I clicked it open for a second, and then I realized something was wrong.

"What about that? I didn't settle the bill yesterday. You can send it to Wang Yonglei."

He Meng was so angry that if there was no red envelope, would you still pretend to be absent?

"Oh, please pass it on, thank you."

Wang Yan: "Okay."

………………

A minute later, He Meng finally realized that the communication was broken again.

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Did that guy really have a crush on me? !

Unprecedented frustration hit his heart, and He Meng said harshly: Goodbye!

No, never again!

She has no shortage of licking dogs, so the urgency is not that strong.

In the same way, Mr. Wang has no shortage of beautiful girls, and he is even busier than her.

There are more than a dozen friends in the club, dozens of business partners in the society, a large number of company executives, a small but important circle of Diwu best friends, college classmates, a good-looking girl in the 404 group...

If you reply to everyone, you don't have to do anything else for a day, and talking on the phone for 24 hours is not enough.

Therefore, Wang Yan rarely turns on the chat mode unless necessary.

As for those friend requests that come out of nowhere, it is even more impossible to ignore them. It will never be possible.

I casually clicked on the friend request, intending to get rid of that dazzling red spot - obsessive-compulsive disorder can't be hurt.

Then, I saw a cute greeting.

"Brother Wang Yan, I am your beautiful little deer fairy~~~"

How did she know my WeChat ID?

Confused, Wang Yan nodded in agreement without any delay.

Uh, it would be inappropriate not to include the brother's illegitimate daughter in the future...

Moreover, she is my sister’s best friend, so I have to supervise her at all times and not let her lead Zhang Yao wild...

Happy adding and sending a smiley face.

"The little fairy has sobered up? Are you still afraid?"

When He Meng angrily walked to his sister's bedroom, a wonderful relationship was born...

Fate, wonderful beyond words.

From 12 noon yesterday to now, I slept 4 times, each time for less than an hour, and I almost tortured myself to death. During the epidemic, I ran out of medicine to suppress neurasthenia, and today I am unlucky. It should be difficult to sleep at night. If the condition is good, there will be more updates tomorrow morning.