Rekindle 2003

Chapter 1114 Damn it, he actually rolled secretly!

2004:1 pm, January 4, 11
In the winter in Huating, the wind is cold and the Fudan University campus is shrouded in a layer of light frost at night.

Kong Ziqian, Cheng Bing and Guo Ke were riding bicycles across the campus. They had just finished overtime work at the Yanhuang Group and were rushing back to the dormitory building.

Kong Ziqian exhaled a puff of white air in the cold wind. His gloves seemed to have surrendered to the biting cold. He complained,

"The weather in Huating is like an icy cave. Cycling to work every day is like going to war."

Born in Fujian, he had never seen such damp and cold weather.

Fujian has mild winter temperatures, with average temperatures ranging from 10°C to 20°C and minimum temperatures generally above 5°C.

Many people don’t even wear down jackets throughout the winter. Ordinary cotton coats, cashmere sweaters, etc. can keep you warm well.

But Huating is different.

There is a kind of cold called the damp cold in Magic City.

Unlike dry cold, wet cold can penetrate people's clothes and make people feel unbearable cold.

The winter in Huating is often cloudy and rainy with abundant rainfall.

This weather condition provides favorable conditions for the formation of wet and cold weather.

When cold air meets rain, it creates a cooling effect, making people feel even colder.

Plus the wind blowing...

This kind of coldness is like a sharp blade that penetrates the bones.

What’s worse, most of Huating’s buildings and streets are designed to be well ventilated…

Just like Fudan University at this time, the Guanghua Building has not been repaired yet, but the unfinished buildings exposed above the ground have already shown the power of the "evil wind".

Guo Ke was standing by, pedaling his bike hard, looking back and rolling his eyes at him, saying unhappily,

"The prison chief said he would give us a car, but it's your own fault that you haven't even gotten a driver's license.

Hey! Weren't you recommended for admission? You didn't have to prepare for the exam in the second semester of senior year, but you don't have a girlfriend or a driver's license. You're wasting your youth!"

When Kong Ziqian heard this, he sneered and retorted,

"You talk as if you already have your driver's license in your pocket!
I was not yet 18 during the summer vacation of my senior year in high school, so I could not take the exam. You are one year older than us, so what were you doing?"

Guo Ke immediately chuckled, "But I have a girlfriend now, so my senior year of high school was not wasted. I spent all my time practicing how to chase a girlfriend."

The veins on Kong Ziqian's temples bulged, his hands holding the handles tightened, and his back teeth were almost broken.

What the hell!
There is simply no point in chatting today!
Cheng Bing watched the two bickering and couldn't help but interrupt to act as a peacemaker, "It's actually a long way to drive back to the dormitory from the Creative Intelligence Center, but riding a bike is much more direct and you can just go through the campus.

Winter is indeed a bit harder, but in summer…”

Well, he couldn't justify this.

The summer heat is also unbearable.

Having a car but no driver's license, the three people could only stare at the car they wished for.

At this moment, a campus patrol car slowly drove past them, and its headlights drew a warm beam of light in the night.

Kong Ziqian looked at the patrol car and sighed, "Go sign up for school during the winter vacation."

It wasn't because of what happened to the big car, but the three of them were increasingly feeling that time was running out.

No time to waste on commuting.

Besides, riding a bike and getting all sweaty in the summer doesn't fit their image.

When passing by the Three Religions, the three of them got out of the car and started pushing it.

It’s not because the wind is strong and riding too fast will make you cold, but because there are a constant stream of people coming and going in the three religions at this moment, and many people even enter the teaching building with backpacks on their backs.

Looking at the brightly lit and crowded third teaching building, Guo Ke snorted and complained.
"It's already this late, and there are still so many people here."

Kong Ziqian pushed the cart and said calmly, "It's three o'clock in the morning, and it's the same here."

His voice was very calm.

But both Cheng Bing and Guo Ke saw something strange called hesitation and unwillingness in his eyes.

Cheng Bing laughed, "It's the end of the semester, everyone is reviewing.

You must have heard from many high school classmates that they finished preparing for a semester's courses in just one week.

Fortunately, we don’t have to use it, the results are meaningless to us.”

He tried to ease the atmosphere by using the superiority of the three people, but Kong Ziqian shook his head and sighed.
"No, it's always the same. Ah Bing, let alone three in the morning, even at five in the morning, the lights in the Guanghua Building's study room are on and full of people."

His words made Cheng Bing feel a little embarrassed, "How did you know?"

Kong Ziqian was silent for a while, then said softly, "I... have seen it."

His voice was low, as if he was telling a dark secret.

Guo Ke chuckled twice and said jokingly, "Old Kong, getting up at two in the morning to go to the study room... you did do it, but you only lasted for one day."

"That was my experience at the beginning of the school year. And now... I want to give it a try and take the GPA test."

After these words were spoken, the three of them fell silent.

Cheng Bing stopped and turned to advise Kong Ziqian: "Old Kong, our path is different from theirs.

We are in the Yanhuang Group, so we have entered society early, so we should be more open-minded. "

Kong Ziqian remained silent. The words of the fortune teller Mr. Liu kept lingering in his mind.

Guo Ke and Cheng Bing pulled Kong Ziqian, who seemed a little upset, and sat down on a bench by the roadside.

Guo Ke spread a round of smoke, guarding the fire while lighting them.

“Lao Kong, the three of us have similar family backgrounds.

Of course you are better, but you are not completely in a different class.

In the end, your best way out is still to work, not to start a business.

Moreover, judging from the boss’s experience, there is a 99.99% chance that we will not earn as much as we did in Yanhuang Group after starting a business, and the boss will not treat us unfairly.”

Not that he was awake.

Instead, he has met former entrepreneurs like Wu Lujun and Hu Gang in the Yanhuang Group who struggled for many years but finally had to surrender. Compared with those who have the fanatical mind to start a business but fail to realize that starting a business is difficult and even more difficult to maintain, Guo Ke at least has an idea about running a company and knows what it is all about, and he doesn't talk nonsense.

Kong Ziqian blew an eye circle at the night sky, "You're too polite. I'm 100% inferior."

At this point, he laughed at himself and said, "I know, I'm not that cut out for it."

After seeing so many stereotyped roles in the company, he had some idea in his mind and knew clearly that his personality and abilities only made him suitable for a good vice president.

It has nothing to do with laziness or diligence, nor does it have anything to do with execution.

These are questions of subjective initiative. People will do anything when pushed to the limit.

But his strategic vision is different, his mind is different, and with his personality, he is naturally not one to think about these things.

Therefore, the highest level he can reach is the executive level.

Guo Ke pointed at the brightly lit teaching building and said, "Whether you take the postgraduate entrance examination, the civil service examination, or the guaranteed admission to graduate school, the ultimate goal is to get a good job and live a good life.

We are treated well in the Yanhuang Group, so why are you making trouble?
Besides, you know very well that among the three of us, Lao Da is the one who thinks highly of you and is doing his best to cultivate you. Listen to your brothers' advice and chase two rabbits and you will catch one."

Although he felt a little sad, Guo Ke also understood that everyone has different abilities.

The little fat boy Kong Ziqian excels in interpersonal communication and coordination skills.

It is suitable for jobs that require dealing with people. To put it bluntly, there is no professional or technical threshold, so one can get started with the work he is responsible for very quickly.

He and Cheng Bing are more suitable to focus on doing things that require professional barriers.

It doesn't matter whether it's high or low.

In other words, what they do requires acquired ability to do.

What Kong Ziqian did did not really have any professional or technical threshold, because the threshold was innate talent.

Character is destiny. It's your character that determines your fate. Don't blame anyone else.

Qing Yun is already training them according to their respective strengths.

At this time, Confucius felt mixed emotions.

He knew that what Guo Ke and Cheng Bing said was true.

The three of them have been working part-time at Qing Yun's Yanhuang Group since they started college.

Qing Yun really values ​​these three roommates and lets company executives guide and teach them. This is something that others cannot even envy.

In just half a year, they have been exposed to the complexity of society and the challenges of the workplace earlier than their peers, and the abilities they have developed are visible to the naked eye.

This is their advantage and also their luck.

But there was always a knot in Kong Ziqian's heart, and that was the words of the fortune teller Mr. Liu.

Mr. Liu said that he needed to stay in school for 12 years to resolve the peach blossom evil in his fate.

He didn't know whether this was true or not, but Mr. Liu had described all his previous experiences correctly, so it was obvious that he had some skills.

Therefore, the fortune teller's predictions or advice about his future took root in his heart and made him restless.

What the hell, what if it's true? This made Kong Ziqian start to doubt his future. Does he really need to spend 12 long years in school before he can have his own spring?
According to Mr. Liu, the 12 years of school life were both challenges and opportunities for him.

Will the king, who has obtained a master's and doctoral degree, become a university professor who has no worries about food and clothing and is extremely noble?
It can also pave the way for the next generation, which may be a good approach.

Besides, he is not a fool, why should he stay in school for 12 years?

Mr. Liu's statement that there are few "bad karmas" in schools is not convincing.

He is not an ordinary person. With the support of the big tree of Lao Da, naturally he will have fewer "bad karmas".

Those sisters-in-law weren’t given to me for free.

He didn't understand these things at first, but his parents, who had been immersed in the workplace for many years, understood them very well and explained them to him in detail.

My parents said that sometimes, when others help you with good intentions, you will be very grateful, especially when you feel that you have let down others’ trust. Even if you are in trouble, you will not dare to ask for help again.

However, when you really need it, he will trust you again.

Believe it or not, the people you have helped may not lend a helping hand when you really need it;
And those who have helped you before will appear again when you need them.

My parents also told me not to be afraid of bothering others, because connections are actually made by bothering others.

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One sister-in-law might be a bit cunning and try to trick him, but six sisters-in-law...

Moreover, there are several sisters-in-law who are his hope for the next generation, so there is no possibility of cheating him.

Because by that time, he would have inevitably become one of the important officials of the Yanhuang Group. At that time, which side he stood on or not would have an impact on the situation.

The size of the impact doesn’t matter; the point is that no one wants to have a negative impact on their children.

So, the real reason behind Mr. Liu's unspoken statement...

He also urged himself not to go for fortune-telling again.

Whenever he thought of this, Confucius would feel a chill on his back.

But how to choose?
On one hand, you can rely on a large platform to gain certainty; on the other hand, you can go all the way to get a master's degree, open your own gate, and become a platform for future generations...

Kong Ziqian looked at the classrooms that were still brightly lit, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

The former brings huge returns, while the latter involves uncertain risks.

But to put it bluntly, because there is that cheap boss, this risk is actually not so unacceptable.

In fact, from the moment Qing Yun stepped into the dormitory, the future of the three of them was guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Kong Ziqian took a deep breath. He knew that everyone’s path was different, and his path might be destined to be different.

He stood up, brushed off the cigarette ashes on his body, and said to Guo Ke and Cheng Bing,
"Let's go, brothers. No matter what the future holds, all we can do now is to take every step carefully."

His mind was made up.

I control my own life!
But there is no need to argue with others. Just find the prisoner and have a frank chat with him some other time.

Cheng Bing and Guo Ke, who were sitting on the bench, looked at each other, looked at Kong Xiaopang's back, and could only shrug their shoulders helplessly.

They also knew that they had not convinced Confucius Qian at all.

but……

Good words can't persuade a damn ghost.

Let’s wait until he gets a bloody head.

Cheng Bing and Guo Ke stood up, put out their cigarettes, and pushed their bicycles forward.

They had just taken a few steps when they found that Kong Ziqian was still standing there, as if nailed to the ground by some force.

The two looked back and saw an indescribable expression on Kong Ziqian's face, which looked like surprise and a bit of confusion, as if he had just witnessed some incredible scene.

Cheng Bing stopped and looked at Kong Ziqian curiously, and asked,

"Lao Kong, what's wrong? Why are you in a daze?
Let's go back to the dormitory, take a shower and go to bed. We have a lot to do tomorrow."

Guo Ke, who was also anxious to return to the dormitory, turned around and swept his eyes across Kong Ziqian's face, as if looking for some clues.

After a few seconds, seeing that Kong Ziqian did not respond, Guo Ke turned back impatiently and asked Kong Ziqian what was wrong.

He was in a hurry to go back and say goodnight to his girlfriend.

Kong Ziqian swallowed his saliva, his eyes still fixed on the direction of the teaching building, his voice somewhat hesitant.
"Guess who I just saw?"

Cheng Bing turned around and heard this, rolled his eyes at him and said jokingly,
"Did you see that pretty senior? Why, do you want to go up and ask for her contact information? I suggest you change the time. It's finals week and girls are generally irritable."

He has a deep understanding of this. His girlfriend has been looking at him and feels that his nose is not a nose and his eyes are not eyes these days.

It's not because of any emotional issues, I just feel unhappy that he doesn't have to review for the final exam.

Normally, Confucius would respond with a few words to this kind of talk.

But today was weird. He pointed at the entrance of the teaching building and stared in amazement. After a long while, he said with a shocked look on his face,

"I...I seemed to see Lao Da and Xiao Chen go in."

Guo Ke and Cheng Bing looked at each other, both of them showing surprise in their eyes.

Following his gaze, of course, there was no one in sight.

Guo Ke couldn't help but ask, "Are you seeing right? What time is it? Why are they here?"

He thought this was a joke.

I have to say that my boss is a complete workaholic and works until very late every day.

As a boss, his work ethic index is definitely among the highest.

and……

Guo Ke kept shaking his head.

What a joke! As everyone knows, Xiaoqing is always either at work or in bed.

Six girlfriends are not vegetarians.

Just thinking about the time arrangement gave them a headache. How could they possibly be here at this time?

Could it be?

Guo Ke and Cheng Bing laughed, and their smiles were as vulgar as they could be.

I didn't expect that someone with thick eyebrows and big eyes would also like this kind of style.

The teaching buildings at the beginning of the century witnessed the passionate youth of young male and female college students.

Seeing this, Kong Ziqian rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "Master Lao and Mr. Chen both carry school bags."

He, Kong Xiaopang, is a gentleman!

I don’t have such dirty thoughts as Guo Ke and Cheng Bing.

"Schoolbag? Ga~ga~ga~"

Guo Ke's smile became more and more obscene.

What's in the schoolbag?

It can't be school information.

But after a few seconds, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, no matter what they come for, it's their business.

Let's go back and rest early, as we have to go to the company tomorrow."

It’s none of their business what the boss wants to do in the boudoir.

Have a sense of boundaries.

Besides, I wouldn't go up and watch the fight.

When they went to the toilet together, there was an unbearable scene and Guo Ke had no interest in finding something to attack.

People are more likely to die than others.

Cheng Bing reacted, scratched his head, and asked in confusion: "What are they doing in the teaching building at this late hour?"

Well, if it were other sisters-in-law, such as Sister Ying and Sister Li, they would probably have the same wild thoughts.

Mr. Chen, that definitely won’t happen.

Mr. Chen's face is always filled with professionalism and confidence, and the office OL style is the most suitable.

If you want to play something, you can do it in the office. There is no need to come to school.

Besides, in school, even if it’s not Teacher Su, it should be Mrs. Qin.

Kong Ziqian turned around and looked at them with a ridiculous look on his face, "What do you think... Lao Da... is he just here to study?!"

He was sure that he was not mistaken.

It’s not Qing Yun’s idea that a man as cool as that is like a firefly in the dark night, so bright and outstanding…’

But it's the height that makes it hard to mistake.

and so……

……

(End of this chapter)