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"Are you going to meet Secretary He tonight?"

"He's going to take you to meet a friend? Why didn't you tell me earlier? The friend Secretary He wants to take you to meet must be Mayor Fu. Yes, it can't be anyone else except Mayor Fu."

after lunch.

The four golden flowers continued their stroll along the street where they had not finished in the morning.

Lu Yang lent Gong Ping'an and Da Jun to them and asked them to help carry shopping bags for the female family members.

Responsible and thorough.

He and Xiao Jun, who had bruises on his nose, eyes and face, found a teahouse next to the commercial street to talk about something.

"vice-mayor?"

Which deputy mayor?
The expression on Lu Yang's face seemed a little confused, and even a little unhappy.

What the hell?
Can't you speak clearly?
I thought to myself: It seems that I didn’t hit him lightly just now!

Young people are hot-tempered.

Especially since they are all veterans.

A little provocation.

So we decided to have a discussion.

It can be seen very clearly that the bruises on Xiao Jun's face are the result of sparring, and the person who sparred with him was naturally Da Jun.

The two sides fought back and forth, and it was inevitable that each of them would be hit by a few punches.

It's just that some people are rough-skinned and don't care at all.

Some people, after retiring from the army, have been pampered and fat, and are no longer as tough as they were in the army. So after a few rounds, they look like this now.

"Ouch, that hurts so much."

"My forehead, my face, even my eyes are swollen. That bastard must have had a really heavy hand."

"waiter."

"Where are the hard-boiled eggs I ordered? Why haven't they been delivered to me yet?"

Xiao Jun kept cursing.

With one foot on the stool, he drank tea and said to Lu Yang across the table, "Mayor Fu. Not the deputy mayor you think. It's the Fu with the surname Fu, understand?"

"Mayor Fu, whose real name is Fu Yujia, is a returnee doctor from the older generation. He returned to China in the 1970s and has been engaged in research related to finance. After the reform and opening up, he was transferred to Pengcheng to work."

"His resume is much better than the Secretary He you mentioned."

"By the way, the Secretary He you mentioned is actually half of his student."

Lu Yang was surprised and asked, "This Mayor Fu you mentioned, is he also an expert in finance? Has he also taught at Peking University?"

Xiao Jun rolled his eyes at him: "What do you think? What else?"

It turns out that the organization has been found.

Lu Yang was overjoyed: No wonder Uncle He, who was doing well as a university professor, was suddenly demoted to Pengcheng to take up an important position. It turned out that there was someone behind him.

It’s great to have scholar-officials!

This way it won't be so difficult to communicate with others, and you can also fool them at the same time.

Otherwise, if it is replaced by those who do not understand the significance of a world-class skyscraper, a landmark, to a city, then it would be like flirting with a blind man.

"Then... this Mayor Fu, what is his work style like?"

Are scholar-officials necessarily honest?

That may not be the case.

It still requires in-depth understanding.

This time, Xiao Jun did not answer him directly. Instead, he thought about it for a while and said, "Well, it's hard for me to answer this. As the saying goes, you can know a person's face but not his heart. You can't tell whether a person is honest or not just by looking at the surface. As for the gossips circulating outside, it should be... okay, right?"

Lu Yang was speechless and complained: "What do you mean it's okay?"

Xiao Jun covered his face with his hands, cried out in pain, and said unhappily, "It's okay, it's okay, anyway, this person is worth dealing with, but you have to be careful.

My cheap dad said that no one who goes down this path will be a good person.

Those who want to make money are only interested in making money.

Those who don't try to make money only want to climb up the ladder.

He opens up to you today because you are still useful to him.

If you are no longer of any use to me tomorrow, people may not be able to continue to be open with me.

And you have to be careful that he doesn't sell you out.

By then you won’t even know how you died.

Therefore, as businessmen, it is best for us to stay away from politics.

What's the saying?

Keep your distance. Yes, keep your distance.

Give me the eggs."

The waiter has just brought a plate of hard-boiled eggs to the table.

Lu Yang was already peeling eggs and eating them with tea, enjoying himself.

By the way, listen to his nonsense.

Xiao Jun was so anxious that he finally tried to snatch the eggs from his hand without waiting for him to finish his words. If he ate any more eggs, all the eggs in the plate would be gone.

He was still waiting to use eggs to apply on his face and the bruises on his eyes.

Lu Yang put a peeled white egg into his mouth.

He chewed it a few times with satisfaction.

He made himself another cup of tea, and when he had almost swallowed the egg in his mouth, he tilted his head back and poured the cup of tea into his mouth.

"Gulu gulu."

Swallow it.

He rubbed his belly with satisfaction.

Looking at the person opposite who was using a scalding egg to burn the bruises on his face, making him scream and say, "So this is the idea you gave me?"

Keep your distance?

"Tsk, whatever you want. I didn't give you any advice. You are the one who is overthinking."

He curled his lips.

Following Lu Yang's example, he stuffed a whole hot egg into his mouth.

He didn't even look down on the bruised face that had just rolled over him.

Is this egg dirty?

Anyway, you know what, it tastes pretty delicious when eaten whole like this.

"Gulu gulu."

I followed Lu Yang's example and used a cup of boiling hot tea to rinse the egg crumbs in my mouth into my stomach.

Xiao Jun felt his pocket, took out a Mao Zedong note and threw it on the table.

Turn around and leave.

Then, without waiting for Lu Yang to ask him what he was doing, he waved his hand and said, "I'm going back. I've said everything I need to say. You can think about it slowly."

"Dong dong dong."

This guy left in a hurry.

Lu Yang shook his head and took the Mao Zedong note that the other party had thrown on the table.

He stretched out his fingers and flicked them.

"Waiter, pay."

"Hello, boss. A pot of Biluochun is 35 yuan, and two servings of tea are 10 yuan. The total amount you two spent is 45 yuan. Boss, I will charge you 100 yuan, and I will give you 55 yuan in change. Please click and keep it."

Lu Yang took the five Great Unity notes and returned the five-yuan note.

"That's it. We'll split it in half. This one's five dollars for you."

In the time it takes to drink a pot of tea, you can make 50 yuan, which is not bad.

Lu Yang was quite happy.

The waitress opposite was also very happy.

The boss is very generous.

She gave her 5 more dollars as a tip, which could be considered as her extra salary. After all, such a good thing might not happen once a day.

Lu Yang put the money in his pocket, bowed to the waitress in the teahouse, and stood up and went down the stairs.

“Boom boom boom.” “Boom boom boom.”

"What are you doing up here again?"

It turned out that someone had gone and returned.

Xiao Jun, who had just climbed a few stairs and almost bumped into Lu Yang who was going downstairs, stretched out his own palm and said to Lu Yang: "Where's the money?"

Lu Yang chuckled: "What money?"

Xiao Jun glared at him and said, "I just paid out the wrong amount. I wanted to pay out a 50 dollar bill, but I paid out a 100 dollar bill instead. Give me back the 50 dollar bill."

He is a regular here and knows the prices of tea and snacks very well.

It was originally agreed that this guy would pay the bill.

But I left in a hurry just now, and in order to make my movements more elegant, I paid the bill as well. That's fine. At worst, I can let this guy treat me back next time. But he should at least give me the change, right?
Lu Yang covered his pocket: "No."

Xiao Jun's eyes widened: "Impossible, the two of us just spent at most 50 yuan, how can we still have 50 yuan?
Get out of the way.

I'll go ask the tea girl upstairs to get it back."

50 yuan is not a small amount of money.

These days, it’s not the future, it’s not 30 years later.

Remember, this was in 1992, when the country had statistical records. The average monthly salary was just over 200 yuan, and 50 yuan was enough to rent a house in Shenzhen for a month, and there would even be some surplus left.

Lu Yang went up and hugged Xiao Jun's neck, telling him to stop yelling.

"what are you doing?"

Xiao Jun subconsciously covered his face.

"Do nothing."

Lu Yang dragged him up and walked downstairs: "You don't feel ashamed, but I do. Come on, come down with me."

"No, I must get my 50 dollars back."

"You're not even taking any money. Your 50 yuan is gone."

"Impossible, unless you are greedy."

"Stop talking nonsense. I'll treat you next time."

"you said?"

"I said, next time I will treat you to tea, too. Tea that costs 50 yuan."

Anyway, I picked up this 50 yuan.

Lu Yang dragged Xiao Jun, who was reluctant to leave and wanted to go upstairs to cause trouble, downstairs.

On to the street.

Lu Yang stared at the other person and said, "Seriously, you really won't go with me tonight?"

Xiao Jun shook his head: "No."

Lu Yang said: "Don't you want the chance to get to know the mayor of this city?"

Xiao Jun shook his head: "I can't help you, you should leave now."

Lu Yang said unwillingly: "What if I agree to let you invest in Xiaobawang? Haven't you wanted to invest for a long time?"

Xiao Jun didn't shake his head this time. He looked at Lu Yang in disbelief: "Are you serious?"

Didn’t the surprise come too suddenly?
Isn’t this little bully the Little Genius No. 2?

It is no secret in the business world how popular the Little Talent learning machine is recently.

Those who wanted to imitate it had already bought it, prepared to disassemble it, and then make a copycat version.

But no matter how much more it is disassembled or copied, how can it be as good as the original?

Lu Yang invested in building a factory in Pengcheng and invited him last year, but he refused.

At that time, all his money was invested in real estate, and he also sincerely felt that he might not make a lot of money by doing these high-tech things.

We don’t understand technology!

You were born as a small farmer, do you understand technology?

So last year, we couldn't blame him. He just chose an investment that was more reliable and that he could understand better.

It's just that the New Year has passed.

Within three months, everything changed and he regretted it deeply.

I wanted to find brother Lu Yang to discuss the matter again, but I couldn't bring myself to do it again regarding the original investment.

Besides, the outcome of the investment was unpredictable at the beginning, and it was like timely help. Now it is profitable and has a bright future. Why should they redistribute the profits?

Are you stupid!?
He wouldn't do it even if he were in his place.

However, at this moment, I could actually hear Lu Yang taking the initiative to give in.

No wonder he looked surprised.

Lu Yang smiled and said, "Why, are you surprised?

In fact, there is no limit to making money. What I like most is to make money together. I can make more friends. Brothers can break gold together. Naturally, there will be fewer enemies. And when they see us brothers, they will definitely stay away from us. Don’t you think so?”

Wearing this tall hat.

Xiao Jun opened his mouth and said, "Good brother, you are right."

As he said this, he was about to pat Lu Yang on the shoulder.

Lu Yang dodged and said, "Don't worry, first you promise me that you will accompany me to meet this city official tonight, how about that?"

Xiao Jun immediately said with a bitter face: "It's not that I don't want to go with you, but they didn't invite me. It's not a good idea for me to go with them rashly, right?"

Lu Yang said confidently, "It was not so good before, but it may not be so now. If you want to invest in my company, you will become one of my shareholders. The city official that Secretary He wants to take me to meet tonight will probably discuss the new headquarters building that our company is planning to build. How can you say it has nothing to do with you?"

Isn’t this too far-fetched?
Xiao Jun said helplessly: "Why do you insist on me going with you?"

Lu Yang said sincerely: "Aren't you a local boss? If the mayor of this city makes any excessive demands, I will reject him. You have to help me."

When doing things, you must plan ahead.

Of course, there are other reasons, but Lu Yang is not in a position to elaborate on them.

Xiao Jun thought about it carefully, "This doesn't seem to be worth it. For your little share, I have to work hard for you."

Lu Yang glared at him: "Are you going to do it or not?"

Xiao Jun shook his head and muttered, "Forget it. I'll take a little loss and help you this time, so that the news of your private meeting with Mayor Fu won't get out. If people misunderstand you as a white glove, then you're done."

Lu Yang laughed and scolded, "You are the one who talks too much. My money is not so easy to take. Remember to spread the news after you buy shares. From now on, our business in Pengcheng will rely on you, the leader of the Pengcheng Gang, to protect us. I am paying for peace. Do you understand?"

Xiao Jun followed up with a complaint, "Fuck, I'm not a gangster, don't come on, I won't protect you, you're such a big boss, a billionaire, who can protect you?"

Lu Yang patted his shoulder and said, "Then I will protect you, okay?"

"roll."

Lu Yang put his arm around his neck and threatened, "Say it again?"

"I was wrong, brother. I can't even breathe. You have such a strong grip. This is not scientific."

"Why is it unscientific?"

"You're not a soldier like us."

"I was born with supernatural powers?"

"Okay, okay, I'm scared of you."

"That's about right. Come on, get in the car with me and go back to pick up my secretary. It's almost time for us to keep our appointment."

After some playing and joking, the two got into the car together.

After returning to the company, the secretary worked hard for several hours and finally came up with a plan.

Lu Yang took the plan, took a quick look at it, then crumpled it up and threw it directly into the trash.

The secretary quit.

"what--"

Xu Siqi jumped up and asked, "What are you doing?"

Doing nothing.

Lu Yang suppressed her with one hand, rolled his eyes at her and said, "You wrote too much garbage, empty and meaningless, you still need to learn more, this time I will use my own."

The angry secretary covered her chest and dodged the attack.

Is it because what I wrote is too rubbish?
Is it because there is not enough time?

hateful! ! !

(End of this chapter)