Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

The prosperous city of Yanjing has countless Beipiao, compared to those tourists who want to see the heart of the motherland. These Beipiao basically came to this society with the idea of ​​settling down in Yanjing and working hard in this society.

For this dream, they can work early and late, and risk their lives to make money. But in the end, very few can stay. The huge Yanjing City is like a transit station. Countless people come here every day to pursue their dreams, and countless people leave here with broken dreams.

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After class, Zhang Jing packed up her textbooks and left the classroom to come to Yanjing. From the beginning, she forced herself to be busy and forget those sad things, and slowly began to get used to this fast pace.

Life.

And what is left after getting used to it is an indescribable emptiness. If she used to live in poverty in her hometown, at least she felt at ease. Now even though she has made a lot of money, she always feels like it is floating in the air.

"Teacher Zhang, my car is parked below. Do you want me to take you back?" A well-dressed and well-spoken male student came to Zhang Jing with a smile and reached out to help him pack away the textbooks on his desk.

"Thank you, but no, my friend is waiting for me below." Zhang Jing politely declined. The male classmate showed a disappointed look on his face, but he still politely said goodbye and left.

This kind of thing happens so often that Zhang Jing has become numb to rejection. Sometimes she feels that she seems to be a little abnormal. She doesn't think about making too much money every day, and she never thinks about finding a husband. She lives a carefree life.

Purpose rises and falls with the tide of the city.

She packed up her things and closed the door to the classroom. Today was her last class, so this place will not be used until tomorrow.

She took the elevator downstairs, and as soon as she reached the door, a cool silver-gray sports car stopped in front of her. Zhang Jing's expression didn't waver much. She looked forward and saw no one coming to pick her up, so she took out her mobile phone and prepared to ask.

one time.

The window of the sports car parked in front of her opened and a whistle sounded: "Beauty, I will take you wherever you are going."

Zhang Jing frowned in disgust, turned around and prepared to go back to the steps to make a phone call without paying attention. However, his movements suddenly stopped because the speaker's voice felt very familiar to him. He looked away from the phone where he was looking for the number.

Toward the familiar face leaning out of the car window.

"Why are you driving this car?" Zhang Jing took two steps back to admire the sports car in front of her, "Bought it new?"

"It's not my friend's car. Du Weiwei asked me to find a cool car to pick you up, so I borrowed one from my friend." Yang Dongxu said a little funny.

Every time he returns to Yanjing, in addition to busying himself with his own affairs, he will also get together with his two old classmates, Du Weiwei and Zhang Jing. A non-utilitarian gathering can easily make people miss the worry-free time on campus, like this

The party made Yang Dongxu very relaxed and happy.

"Don't listen to her big mouth." Zhang Jing said in a funny tone.

In fact, it's not just her, Du Weiwei is also pursued by many people in the company. After all, both of them have good looks and work very hard.

There is usually no messy dating circle, so they naturally become the object of many people's pursuit. Of course, some of these people who pursue them want to start a family and start a career, and naturally some have evil intentions.

When faced with someone who pursues her, no matter what their purpose is, Zhang Jing will always choose to refuse because she really has no intention of starting a family.

I don’t know whether it was because the two women lived together and influenced each other, or because Du Weiwei, who had been married once, didn’t want to get into the trap. In this regard, her views were surprisingly consistent. So the two half-jokingly said that they would work hard to make money before the age of forty.

, and then retire early to travel the world together.

Yang Dongxu's latest Porsche driven by Li Yihang is quite impressive. After all, the people who choose to come to the training class are basically working-class people. The bosses all go to prestigious schools for EMBs and so on, so they don't have time for something like this.

What kind of drama does the training class play in which a domineering CEO chases after a small employee?

So when a few students from the training class who had not left saw Zhang Jing sitting on the car with a smile on her face, they were shocked at first, then jealous, and finally asked what's so great about it.

Or secretly scolding a money-worshiping girl.

In short, Zhang Jing did not agree to their pursuit. It had nothing to do with true love or whether she was sincere. The main reason was that she did not have such an awesome sports car.

"Du Weiwei said you are going to hold a training class yourself?" Yang Dongxu asked casually as he closed the window and started the vehicle, looking at the road ahead.

"Weiwei said that we should buy a big house in Yanjing now so that we can have our own home, and then make more money and retire early. I have also worked in a training class for a while, and I feel that some domestic qualifications have become more and more popular in recent years.

hot.

I happened to know a few friends who worked in the education system when I was working as a volunteer teacher, and I asked them about it. I knew the specific process and teaching materials, and I had some money saved to give it a try.

Otherwise, the house prices in Yanjing are rising too fast. Unless I spend all my savings now to buy a house with a decent area and pay off the mortgage for more than ten years in the future. Otherwise, the speed of saving money will not keep up with the house prices in Yanjing.

The speed of increase." Zhang Jing said with a smile.

In fact, taking the training class is not just because she wants to make more money and buy a big house. The main reason is that she really doesn’t know what to do now that she has been quiet for a while. So she found a goal for herself, otherwise she would always feel so aimless.

It will make you depressed.

"Now that you've thought about it, go for it. It doesn't matter whether you want to buy a big house or not. It's always right to save more money. This way, if you don't want to work in the future, you can still use the money to go out and see the outside world." Yang Dongxu said.

In fact, Du Weiwei also told him about Zhang Jing's condition. She seemed fine every day but was showing signs of becoming a zombie and developing into depression. It would be much better for Zhang Jing to have a goal to move forward with.

"Haha, you and Du Weiwei are talking exactly the same about this. Where are we going to eat today? In order to save some money and open my own training class, I have been frugal during this time and there is no fat in my stomach. I will also have a big meal today."

"It's not fair. Every time I treat you to a big meal. But when it's your turn to treat me, you treat me to hot pot, a buffet style."

"What else are you dissatisfied with when two beauties accompany you to dinner? Besides, who asked you to get married so early? Otherwise, since you invite me to dinner every time, I will definitely help you find a girlfriend." Zhang Jing teased with a smile.

With.

Compared to her previous tranquility, she has transitioned from a teacher in an ivory tower to a training class teacher facing social students. She is now more talkative than before.

The three of them entered a Western restaurant together, which was Du Weiwei's choice. After gradually getting money, Du Weiwei, who worked very hard, rewarded herself by making her life more bourgeois.

For example, occasionally going to a Western restaurant, or having to travel twice a year. When Zhang Jing felt that her current life was calm and there were no ups and downs in her heart, Du Weiwei had already begun to enjoy the current life through her own efforts.

"I'll order the main meal for you. You can have whatever you want at home. I ordered a bottle of 1,000 red wine, and Yang Dongxu's wine bill will be paid for the meal." Du Weiwei said with an excited smile on her face.

"How did you get rich?" Yang Dongxu joked.

"Today I sold a house, a villa, for more than 10 million." Du Weiwei raised her chin proudly, as if she wanted to talk to me quickly.

Zhang Jing next to her pushed her funny.

"That's a lot of money, why don't you pay for the meal?" Yang Dongxu couldn't help but gestured with his thumb.

Nowadays, the intermediary fees charged by real estate companies are actually a bit more barbaric than in later generations, and there is even a shady case of eating both sides. But even without such greed, the intermediary fees Du Weiwei received from the transactions of tens of millions of houses were still very considerable.

Half of the basic salary of an intermediary is very low, and some are not even enough to guarantee basic living expenses. But once a bill is issued, the commission fee received will definitely exceed half a year's salary. There are quite a few antique industries that do not open for three years, but only three days after opening.

The feeling of years.

Of course, this opening must be a big deal, and some simple house rental commissions only cost a few hundred yuan. Doing more than a dozen deals in a month is not as profitable as buying a house.

"I have earned all my hard work. You, a rich man, can show more than this through your fingers. Do you have any conscience in asking me to treat you all?" Du Weiwei glared at Yang Dongxu.

Although she suddenly made a lot of money, she still needs to make careful calculations in her petty bourgeoisie life. Of course, treating her to a meal will not make her poor. This is just a joke between friends.

"How are you going to spend so much money? Do you want to go on a trip?" Yang Dongxu continued to ask with a smile, and casually took out the Porsche keys from his trouser pocket and put them on the table.

"It's so much, it's not enough for the down payment of a house." Looking at the keys of the Porsche sports car, Du Weiwei glared at Yang Dongxu again.

Although I knew it was a joke, my initial excitement turned into a little depressed. I didn’t know how many wheels I could sell such a luxury car with my commission.

"It's okay, why are you provoking her? Can't you make her arrogant for a while?" Zhang Jing also gave Yang Dongxu an angry look.

She felt that Du Weiwei and Yang Dongxu were very childish, but this childishness made the atmosphere very harmonious and made the three of them more comfortable getting along.

"I decided to invest all my money in your training class. You can make good money and surpass this nouveau riche in front of you." Du Weiwei bit into the appetizer before the main meal, as if biting into Yang Dongxu.

The main meal came quickly, and Du Weiwei couldn't wait to take a sip of the red wine that cost 1,000 yuan a bottle. Then Yan Jing squinted and didn't know if he could taste the 1,000 yuan red wine and the dozens of yuan a bottle.

The difference between Changhong.

At this time, four new diners, three men and one woman, came to the table not far away. Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment when he saw the man.

Noticing his expression, Du Weiwei and Zhang Jing both turned their heads and glanced sideways.

"What? Have you fallen in love with this little girl?" It was Du Weiwei who spoke. It was obvious that she had not come out of her depression just now, even though she was drinking 1,000 yuan of red wine.

"There are a few familiar faces who seem to be students from China National Theater." Yang Dongxu said with a smile.

"A star?" Du Weiwei suddenly became curious and turned around to look.

At this time, the man sitting down seemed to have noticed the scrutinizing eyes here, and saw that Yang Dongxu's expression changed obviously.