Sweet crazy!The cold lawyer Song married at an early age

Chapter 215

The identity of the man in front of me is indeed a mystery, I don't know whether to believe it or not, but what I said is well-founded, and I am hesitant in my heart.

The man smiled slightly, raised his hand to loosen his tie, and introduced himself.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and the changes haven't changed much. I'm Zhou Xiangyu, long time no see."

After reporting the name, the people around were stunned, their heads were still thinking, and they didn't react.

After a while, someone finally thought of it, stammered and said uncertainly: "Isn't Zhou Xiangyu the study committee member of our class."

People who were in a state of ignorance suddenly realized, and immediately had an impression. No wonder they looked familiar. It turned out to be Zhou Xiangyu, the study committee member of the University Bully. He hadn't seen him for a long time, so he really couldn't recognize him.

The impression of him stays in high school, he was very shy in the class, blushed and stuttered when he was nervous, and his voice was very low
His demeanor is like a frail scholar, he speaks in a gentle manner, wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, he is old-fashioned and a top student, a good student in the eyes of the teacher.

Now it is completely different from what it was back then. It is obvious that he is dressed like a business elite, revealing a different temperament all over his body. It has to be said that a lot can really change in these years.

I am afraid that only I know how many ups and downs a shy person has to go through to become a business elite who is now sure of success.

"It turned out to be you, kid. You showed up without saying a word. You just frightened us a lot. You'll be fined for drinking a few more glasses later."

"Isn't it? It became unrecognizable to a group of our old classmates. It seems that we are doing well. Where did Boss Zhou get rich? Is there any way to introduce him to the brothers?"

The people who were just discussing stocks together changed the subject one after another, chatting like boiling, and seemed to be very interested in Zhou Xiangyu's matter.

Zhou Xiangyu didn't show any impatience with the repeated questions. Instead, he answered them one by one very seriously, and quickly explained clearly.

"What's the matter, I've won the award, it's not as powerful as what you said, don't call it the boss, if you can't afford it, what can you do, these years, use the money to invest in real estate development, and make a small profit."

Judging from his nonchalant words, it was an ordinary and insignificant matter, a trivial matter, so there was no need to mention it again.

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar. Real estate development is the industry that earns the most money during this period, and it can definitely be ranked in the top five.

If you don’t understand, just ask, are rich people not interested in money, and they don’t even pay attention to it. Just a simple and random sentence to make a small fortune can already guess how big the money is.

For their ordinary office workers, it can take several years, but for Zhou Xiangyu, it is not worth mentioning at all, and it is really enviable to get it easily.

A man smiled and said, "You're a kid and you're still modest hahaha. Listening to what you said just now, it seems that you have studied the stock market. Give us old classmates some advice, so you don't suffer a little bit."

Zhou Xiangyu shook the tall wine glass in his hand, his eyes were full of satisfaction, "Research is not counted, I just like to play when I have time, I have some insights, I might as well talk about it with you."

Express your own views simply and clearly, analyze the stakes, and the unknown market conditions in the stock market.

He spoke clearly and logically, without any ambiguity or concealment. It seemed that for Zhou Xiangyu, the matter of the stock market was something that could be shared at any time, so what if he told it.

Listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books.

The people who were still in the heated discussion just came to their senses and rushed to toast Zhou Xiangyu.

The sound of clinking glasses after another was extremely loud in the private room, accompanied by laughter and laughter, it was so lively.

In addition to the joy, someone couldn't help sighing.

"Among our group of classmates, Song Shichen and Boss Zhou are the best. It's not like me working so hard for a few cents. I have a big family to support. I look several years older than my peers."

"Isn't it? One has become a big boss, and the other is the famous Song Lv. It's a shame to say it out."

At every gathering, Song Shichen would always become the topic of conversation after dinner. This was the case in high school, and it was no exception after graduation. Excellent people are excellent everywhere, so excellent that they cannot be ignored.

When Song Shichen was mentioned, the smile on Zhou Xiangyu's face visibly froze, and then his expression was normal, his tone was obviously very normal, but there was some deep meaning in it, and he curled his lips into a faint smile.

"I'm just a part-time worker, how dare I compare with Song Lv, who has a great reputation."

Careful people will naturally hear something is wrong inside, and suddenly remember that the two had some conflicts before, and the quarrel was unpleasant, so this is also normal.

In order to ease the atmosphere, the man would always just change the subject, finish drinking, and refill the empty glasses on the table.

When Song Shichen was brought up, it was natural to think of Shen Wanyi. After all, the two had been together before, but now that Shen Wanyi came, and what happened at that time, I had to mention it.

The person next to him put on the mentality of watching a movie, and looked towards the corner, "Boss Zhou, the girl you had a crush on in high school is also here. It's a classmate, why don't you come over and say hello?"

Zhou Xiangyu paused before reacting, his expression flashed a bit complicated, he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, all of a sudden he was brought back to that hidden and deep, unknown secret love.

...

It was his first secret love, a fruitless one, but it was so impressive that it was engraved in his mind and could not be forgotten. In the midnight dream, the scene at that time was played again and again.

That confession, exhausting all his strength and courage, was the first and last time in his life to confess his heart to a person.

I remember that it was a clear autumn, the weather was clear, the temperature was just right, not too cold, not too hot, and the breeze was blowing gently, which made people feel refreshed.

The golden osmanthus is dotted on the emerald green branches and leaves, and the colors are very beautiful. The osmanthus on the tree is only as big as a grain of rice, densely covered with branches, and the air is filled with the fragrance of osmanthus, which makes people intoxicated.

A breeze blows, and the flowers and leaves sway with the wind, like golden butterflies, fluttering in the wind. From a distance, the ground seems to be covered with a layer of golden sand.

The boy stood under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, looked into the distance from time to time, took off his usual school uniform, and today wore a dark blue short-sleeve paired with a pair of sports shorts, exuding vigor from top to bottom.

It seemed that no one was waiting, and my heart became more and more anxious. I looked down at my watch and checked my clothes to see if there was any mess.

I couldn't help muttering to myself, "Why haven't you come yet?" Suddenly remembering that I had arrived 15 minutes earlier, I patted my head and smirked.

He spent a lot of time preparing for today's confession.

(End of this chapter)