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Xiao Junyi picked a Sichuan restaurant hidden in a small alley a few hundred meters away from the main entrance of the National People's Congress. The facade was small and the meal was over. The restaurant was crowded with crowds of people who came to look for food.

Say hello to the boss, Xiao Junyi walks into a small box in the middle of the door, and greets Chen Yuanming to sit down. At a table of three northerners, they can all eat spicy food. The signature dishes such as boiled fish, Maoxuewang, hot pot meat, and husband and wife slices are brought up together.

At this time, the Sichuan restaurant was not really popular. Sun Lang had never touched such a bowl of dishes full of chili and red oil. After tasting a few sips, he fell in love with it and ate it. Chen Yuanming eats too much of this kind of vegetables in the future and almost hurts.

Xiao Junyi didn't use chopsticks much. He raised a bottle of beer and poured it for them. "Spicy dishes should be served with beer. Can you drink two sips, Xiaosun?"

The very happy Sun Lang stopped the chopsticks, nodded and looked a little hesitantly, then turned to Chen Yuanming and said, "Can you drink beer, Doudou? The degree is not high, and you need to taste a lot ... ... "

Chen Yuanming laughed. "The second brother likes beer?"

"It's better than white wine, and you don't get drunk too much." Sun Lang's reason is extremely simple, and it makes Chen Yuanming laugh.

Xiao Junyi also smiled aside, "Yeah, it's hard to meet each other, of course, you should drink two glasses to celebrate, come, toast."

The northerner's toast was a real sip, and the 200ml large glass was about to hit the bottom. Originally, it was a young and unpredictable season, and it was rare to meet a refreshing drinker. Sun Lang immediately entered the wine-to-glass The rhythm of the dry, the wine field is the best warming agent for men. With 3 or 5 bottles of beer, the atmosphere on the dinner table immediately warmed up.

In the face of the two hearty drinkers, Chen Yuanming was helpless. In his eyes, he could not see that Xiao Junyi was intentional. This person is not a type of party friend. Today's play is a bit contrived. Has the old problem started again?

But compared to the two old fritters around him, Sun Lang didn't really think that much, and soon he drank seven or eight. He sipped a wine bottle lightly, and he scratched his head a little embarrassed. "I, I Go get some water ... "

Xiao Junyi smiled, "There is a public toilet in the alley."

With eyes narrowed, Sun Lang floated out in a few steps, the smile on Xiao Junyi's face faded, and he turned to look at Chen Yuanming, "Is it really you?"

It really came. Chen Yuanming smiled slightly and drank the residual wine in the glass. "Of course, I grew up in a courtyard."

After hearing this, Xiao Junyi said nothing and raised his hand and poured a glass for the other party. "You can hide it hard enough."

"If you really want to check, Brother Xiao already knew."

The one-on-one conversation seemed clueless, but both sides knew it well. The distillery is too testative. It's almost a try to know what background, character, and wrist. Chen Yuanming can rely on his experience in his last life to confuse the past, he can use too young a face to confuse those experts, but Sun Lang can't, he is like a clear spring, he can see the bottom of the pool at a glance.

Such a boy cannot come from any background family. No matter how stupid I am, the second generation of Zai Lu should be aware of the wine field. Their house church made them used to such occasions, knowing what to say and what to do, at least a little in wine and wine. Symmetric. However, Sun Lang is not such a person. He is a simple and flat-headed person. He is a straightforward university student who treats drinking as pure drinking. This attitude can't conceal anyone with vision.

Faced with Chen Yuanming's almost straightforward attitude, Xiao Junyi was speechless. Rubbing his fingers lightly against the glass wall, watching the frothy froth of the beer, he suddenly found himself in some kind of dilemma. Inviting Sun Lang to drink was to explore the boy's truth and reality, and his true relationship with Chen Yuanming. But what happened after it was discovered? Now Chen Yuanming acknowledges himself that he is not a wealthy man, but the foundation and achievements he created by himself are not overshadowed by this, but have plunged himself into a deeper setback.

He may never really know this person. Those who are calm, adolescent, spirited or elegant and capable, those who are true or false are smooth and proper, may not be the true face of this person. Age is like a perfect camouflage, and the face of a successful businessman is the best cover, allowing him to hide his true self deeply.

Xiao Junyi once thought that it was this impeccable power that made him look at Chen Yuanming differently and was full of curiosity. But what about it? I'm afraid the exact opposite. What attracted him has always been what the mask revealed when it was cracked. It was the solitude in the song and dance hall. It was the calm black eyes in the face of the desperate gangster. It was also the slightly shaking but still holding firmly. Tighten his icy palms.

He wants to see more.

Xiao Junyi suddenly raised his wine glass and took a sip. Looking up to meet Chen Yuanming's gaze, he smiled, "My old man will definitely like you."

Chen Yuanming froze slightly and shook his head with a bitter smile. "It's a bit of luck, and it's better than the foundation of an old man with a real sword."

The atmosphere between the two was suddenly relaxed, and Xiao Junyi held the glass aside and leaned back on the chair. "What to do when you come down? Are you still hanging around at the National People's Congress?"

"Which is a mixed life, and my school is busy." Chen Yuanming chuckled. "And I started a venture capital company in the United States. Recently, I want to move to China. The target is Zhongguancun. The electronics industry is a big trend. Opportunity. "

"So why do you want to buy my building?" Xiao Junyi also laughed. "Then I can still be a neighbor if that is not good. The second phase of my research institute will be put into construction there, and the plan is available."

"Oh, what project are you going to do?" Chen Yuanming also showed some interest. The Xiaoling's PHS business has now expanded to more than a dozen prefecture-level cities in three provinces. He took more than 20 million in dividends last year alone. Can imagine the scale of business today. Xiao Junyi's courage and courage is worthy of being able to abandon such a family business and go it alone.

"Network communication is mainly the development and laying of optical cables. However, it is an auxiliary facility for real estate in the early stage. Let's get some quick money before you start your own industry." Xiao Junyi's tone remained unchanged, but his eyes were shining with stars.

Of course, Chen Yuanming will not be fooled by the words of auxiliary facilities. In fact, this method can be called ingenious. In the early stage, he promoted his business with office buildings to make money and make a name. In the later stage, he focused on R & D and reduced or abandoned the real estate Low-tech products that can be used to develop high technology. This advance and retreat is really appreciated.

"That's a good idea. I want to invest in your company."

"Of course it would be better if someone would pay for it ..." Xiao Junyi quipped, and was trying to say something. Sun Lang suddenly opened the door of the room and asked a little blankly.

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"Is it time to check out? Let me go!"

Chen Yuanming laughed suddenly, got up and walked to Sun Lang, holding his slightly shaking body. "Drink a bit too much. I'll send him back first, or shall we talk later?"

Xiao Junyi didn't get up, leaned on the back of the chair and looked at the two men standing side by side, and finally smiled slightly, "Okay, I'll talk to you again someday."

Chen Yuanming smiled apologetically at him, turned his head to look at Sun Lang, who was already a little stunned, couldn't help but take a step forward, grabbed the other's waist, "Let's go home?"

At this time, Sun Lang also found that his footsteps were a bit futile, and it took a long time before he uttered a sentence, "Otherwise, don't go home first, mother she ..."

"Now I remember that I will be scolded by my aunt?" Chen Yuanming simply lifted his arm and hung the person on himself. "Don't want me to cover you ..."

Whispering something, they walked out of the booth slowly, Xiao Junyi looked at the background of the two with cold eyes, and suddenly remembered how more than a year ago, the boy dragged himself out of the blood-stained alley, but today, he Already can easily take a young man of his own height and walk steadily on the road.

Does he like this change? I'm afraid not ...

He lowered his eyes, Xiao Junyi looked at the empty table in front of himself, and suddenly gave a slight hammer.

"Fuck!"

With a low curse, he rested his head on the edge of the table. Really ...

Fortunately, Beijing's buses stopped late enough. After waiting a few minutes at the station, the two caught up with the last bus. As soon as the wine stopped, Sun Lang was a little bit unsupportable at this time, leaning on Chen Yuanming's shoulder and muttering something in a low voice.

After listening carefully for a long time, I did not hear any reason, Chen Yuanming reluctantly wrapped around the other's shoulders and rubbed his furry short hair. A drunk person is often the least alert and the easiest to expose his own heart, but this kid's drunkness makes him a little crying and laughing, too sticky.

Obviously it is better to be able to drink, but to rush to drink, this kid's desire to protect is really beyond the normal scope.

This simple little guy was forced to leave his hometown because of family changes, carried the notoriety of single-parent children, worked hard in an unfamiliar environment, admitted to a first-class university, and even took the initiative to learn laundry, cooking, and housework. Share some pressure on two loved ones.

He was supposed to be mature and stable, even if he was forced to ripen, just like he did in the face of blood and a car accident that day, calm and full of courage. But in front of himself, the kind of growth seemed to fade away, let him involuntarily return to his childhood, put on a dumb big brother look, and spread the desire for protection to the extreme.

Was this unconscious attitude compensating for his childhood that suddenly disappeared, or was he simply trying to retain himself so that he could make up for the protection he could not complete that year?

Chen Yuanming was a bit unclear and didn't care much. Loved by such unreasonable concern, why not let him indulge in it. The more you get older, the more you understand, and the things you can't easily get are the easiest to sink ... Sighing softly, he lowers his head and puts a kiss on the furry head across the back of his hand.

"You silly boy ..."

The other party didn't hear it at all, just arched over his shoulder twice to make himself more comfortable. Chen Yuanming smiled, leaned back on the back of his chair, and closed his eyes relaxedly.

The weekend passed so fast that it was a new week. Chen Yuanming took his own training class as usual, and began to plan the company's relocation plan. Who knew that when the class was over, he was stopped outside the classroom by himself.

With a gentle smile, Mao Hengchun patted his shoulder. "Xiao Chen, are you in a good mood these days? The spring breeze is so proud of horseshoe disease."

Chen Yuanming frowned. He had previously heard Zhang Gang report the development of the situation. Now that the double regulations have just ended, the vultures have come to the door again.

Seeing that the other party didn't reply, Mao Hengchun smiled, "I didn't expect my brother to come in this way. It's because the guys are too bullying, isn't it? It ’s a little bad. "

"Oh, is it?" Such things in the mist and in the cloud, they would never let go without saying a word, Chen Yuanming smiled, "How can Brother Mao teach you?"

"Young people, just can't hold their breath." Mao Hengchun smiled and drew a card from his pocket. "Don't confuse with the group of soil rich people, brother, your talents should be used in a bigger place .I have met a few people today. Let's sit down and talk together.

Chen Yuanming did not refuse, reached out and took the card. It is a standard VIP gold card, simple and generous, and it has a luxurious taste from top to bottom. On the front of the card are three hot stamping letters VIP, and on the back side is a line of small letters: Beijing Changtai Entertainment Co., Ltd.

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The author has something to say: after two days of tossing for a long time, I finally decided to change the title back. This copy happened on campus, but it is too different from other real "campus stories". The text is not a single main line, so it will not sell sheep meat.

But then again, there is an outline in the plot. I will not easily spoil the things about the outline, because it is depriving readers of reading pleasure, but the treatment of emotional lines does not mean to play with cp, Think of it as a less important suspense and enjoy it.

As a wayward author, maybe there are a lot of things that are not so mainstream and not so inconvenient in my article. Some will hate, some will be disappointed, and some will give up. Regarding this, I can only express my deep regret, limited by ability, limited by preference, and that is all I can do.

But if you happen to like it too, like the layout and content of this article, then I would really be very happy. It is said in the text, meeting friends in text, that this cliché and tacky thing is indeed a temptation that every author cannot refuse. I will continue to write down and hope that the friends who are following the article will not be disappointed.