My Bank Is Connected to Another World

It was at this time.

Beijing Capital Airport.

Cheng Shengjun got off the plane, accompanied by his wife Chu Ying and his parents. A few days ago, he had a meal in Mingshan City, and he had to do it when he returned to the capital. It was so troublesome!

But there is no way.

Get married once in your life.

As for some people many times, that's someone else.

Cheng Shengjun never thought about the next time.

Chu Ying's brother came here to pick them up, so he didn't have any bad feelings towards this brother-in-law, but he didn't have much affection either, after all, his sister married so far away.

It will be difficult to see you later.

Although he could be transferred, Cheng Shengjun was quite stubborn and wanted to work in Mingshan City because his parents were getting older and there was only one child in the family.

All right!

Endure it!

I can't persuade you now, I can only talk about it later.

. . .

sit in the car.

Cheng Shengjun's thoughts were flying.

So fast!

Not only did my marriage come faster than expected, but I also thought of a friend in this city---Shu Fu, which always felt so unreal.

When I graduated last year and returned to Mingshan City.

Shu Fu still has a stall on the street. Although his income is not low, it is also limited.

Available until now.

A whole year.

It's unbelievable that the young man sat on the position of the richest man in China.

"What are you thinking?"

"without!"

"Xiaofu, do you have time to come?" Father Cheng asked.

"certainly."

"..."

I talked to Shu Fu on the phone yesterday and said that he would definitely come.

Hearing this, Chu Ying's brother didn't ask much, maybe it was a friend in the capital.

. . .

One day later, the twelfth.

Sunday.

early morning.

When Shu Fu came back from the hot spring in Yixing, he felt refreshed. He changed into formal clothes and put on a pair of sunglasses.

Um!

The resolution is still very low.

Since I don't show up often, as long as I don't look closely, sunglasses can still be of great use.

There was no need for him to be a best man, he had already been booked by Cheng Shengjun's school roommates, so he just went to grab a meal and express his blessings.

In short.

Just take a mouth to eat the whole time.

look at the time.

go out.

Not long after, a Daben stopped at the North Gate of Tsinghua University.

In fact, there are tens of millions of luxury cars in hand, but it's not to help with the comparison, just for a meal, it's better to keep a low profile, and there is no need for a wedding car.

After all, the two do not live in the same city.

Keep it simple.

Just entertain guests at the hotel.

She also graduated from the police academy, and Chu Ying also has a feminine personality, so she doesn't care about those situations.

According to Cheng Shengjun, Chu Ying wanted to go on a trip to get married, and she didn't want to have a drink or something, but her parents didn't agree, so she had no choice but to hold a wedding.

Speaking of cars under the ass.

It is also modified.

joke.

Now that we have strong industrial manufacturing capabilities, will we still use that kind of mass production?

from the inside out.

from top to bottom.

All self-made, starting with bulletproof grade.

Even if a full-loaded muck truck is pressed down now, it will not damage the frame of the car at all, and there are a lot of safety measures to ensure driving safety.

If it wasn't for the cars on the road to have a production license, Shu Fu would have already set one up on the road by himself.

Not in a hurry.

Yahua Industry has started the car manufacturing project.

At that time.

Based on their qualifications, they can get some cars designed by themselves.

. . .

After a few minutes.

Shu Fu saw two girls running out. In December, the capital was already heated, and the outside temperature was below zero. The two girls were wearing thick clothes.

The car drove by and rolled down the window.

"Come on!" Shu Fu greeted the two girls outside the window with a smile.

Seeing Shu Fu, Shan Yao showed a happy smile on his face.

"Shu Fu!"

"Morning!"

"..."

When the store was first opened, it was not far from the Municipal Bureau. Cheng Shengjun would go to the store sometimes, and became acquainted with each other after coming and going. Shan Luo and Jiu Xinqin also went to catch a meal.

Looking at Shu Fu.

The two women feel that they don't know each other more and more. The last time they met was during the National Day, and it has been more than two months now, and they usually only heard about Shu Fu.

It's also hard to talk about eating.

When they met on National Day, they only felt that Shu Fu was rich.

And now.

It's not just rich, you have to add a lot of money in front.

Although more money does not mean anything, but it is different to a certain extent.

During this period of time, what made Jiu Xinqin helpless was that Shan Yao seemed to let go, not as strong as before, but suddenly felt that this best friend was at a loss.

so tangled!

. . .

got in the car.

Chatting casually along the way, the hotel for the wedding was not far away, and it took more than half an hour to arrive. Since it was early, there were naturally no guests when they arrived.

change clothes.

make up.

And familiarizing himself with the process again, Cheng Shengjun felt a big headache.

"You boy, you are strong again."

Knowing that Shu Fu was coming, Cheng Shengjun came down with a group of people, and when he came up, he just punched Shu Fu, but Shu Fu remained motionless.

"good!"

As he spoke, Shu Fu looked at the others.

"Let me introduce, this is my friend, Shu Fu."

"..."

"Yingying's Mother"

"..."

"Yingying's Big Brother"

"..."

"My Police Academy Roommate"

"..."

Cheng Shengjun introduced them one by one, and at this time, many people knew about the relationship between Shu Fu and Cheng Shengjun.

Eyes full of surprise.

Hidden deep!

After exchanging pleasantries, we entered the wedding venue, which was already set up.

Wearing sunglasses, but no staff came up to ask for a group photo.

"Brother Cheng, is there anything I can help you with?" Shu Fu said.

"No, there is a cafe upstairs." Cheng Shengjun shook his head and smiled.

The rest is mainly to be familiar with the process. Weddings here are specially held, and guests don't need to do it. Besides, even if he needs help, he can't afford it.

After a while, Shu Fu came to the second floor.

As distinguished guests, Chu Ying's parents were by her side.

now.

For Cheng Shengjun, the son-in-law, Chu's father looked at him with admiration.

That's the way the world is.

circle.

resource.

Inescapable words.

It was only when they went downstairs that they found out about the relationship between Cheng Shengjun and Shu Fu. They were not only young, but they were also opposite each other. When they didn't make a fortune, the relationship was very good.

Not your average iron.

In this way, although they don't want to get any money from Shu Fu, after all the Chu family is in politics, but it is also a good thing to have a friend who is the richest man.

The business reaches Shu Fu's level.

It is itself a black hole.

All kinds of circles and resources will unconsciously move closer.

The influence formed by this is not limited to those numbers at all.

More critically.

Shu Fu has already helped him.

Half a month ago.

The department he was in charge of received news from Linghang Technology that it was going to donate police vehicles, and the number was 6,000, yes, 6,000.

The total price is around one billion.

sensational.

At that time, I just felt dizzy.

Looking at it now, it may not be entirely a surprise.

. . .

This is naturally an order from Shu Fu, one billion RMB is not too much, and the most important thing is that there is a word after the donation called: tax credit!

therefore.

Not bad.

And this was originally included in the public welfare plan, but it was just ahead of schedule.

Navigator is doing so big.

donate nothing.

It is estimated that netizens will not agree, and they will buckle the hat of being unkind, haha!

In order not to disturb myself, at worst, I spend tens of billions of billions of dollars a year on public welfare.

Not much.

With three exemptions and two reductions, Pilot's profit this year exceeded 100 billion yuan, and public welfare expenditures should be regarded as supplementary taxes.