Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Western Guangdong is a karst landform, which is not suitable for food growth. There are many mountains and mountains, and the economy has always been poor. From a young age, Peng San knew that the only way to change his destiny was to study.

From elementary school, to junior high school, to high school, and then to university. Eventually, he became the person he was most in awe of before, becoming a college teacher. But he didn't want to, when the ideal became a reality, he discovered that there are more troubles and sorrows in life.

In this place of university, there are many talents, and the girls are dressed in fashion trends, and their youthful figure and temperament are exciting. However, when others are bouncing around in pairs, he can only stay alone in the dormitory, dealing with the story club.

Reading can really make you smarter.

Girls who have gone to college are no longer like the little girls in the village, innocent and simple.

A school belle in Shanghai that she once liked, met a crooked nut in her fifties at a hotel related to foreign affairs, and followed her to leave Shanghai. Another girl I once liked, fell in love with a poor and scumbag boy, and was dumped later, but I still can't forget it. The last girl he liked, just as he confessed, she married a fake foreign devil from a foreign company.

For a time, Peng San was at a loss.

Are money and looks really that important?

Why, even his most sincere heart can't get any tenderness.

Reality gave him the answer.

If there is no appearance that makes people fall in love at first sight, and no connotation that makes people appreciate, it is a living dung-making machine.

It's a pity that he is neither handsome nor dark, and he still has money in his pocket.

Light a cigar and smoke it, take a deep puff, taste the sweetness of the tobacco leaves, and then exhale the rich smoke. In the smog, there is a dreamy feeling.

Many people have heard the allusion of Huangliang Yimeng, read books, went to university, and even became a university teacher. Of course, Peng San has also heard this allusion. Many times, he would wonder whether his current life is just like a dream, which will be gone when he wakes up.

Rubbing the leather on the armchair carefully, the slightly detectable wrinkles have a special sense of reality.

Really not dreaming!

bang bang——

The sound of knocking on the door suddenly came from outside the office, Peng San raised his head, the distraction in his eyes disappeared instantly, and his dark eyes became radiant.

Now he is no longer the Lu Shi physical education teacher he used to be.

"Third Brother. Everyone is here."

Bai Mao, Peng San's confidant, opened the door and said respectfully.

As a big brother, one has to look like a big brother. Not everyone plays like this on TV.

Peng San nodded majestically, happy but not angry.

But then, he got a little upset.

Baimao's white hair is still white, with a tattoo of a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right, paired with a plaid T-shirt, it looks very dazzling, like a proud zebra.

It must be a zebra!

Baimao is very good at fighting. Although he is not a red flower, he is righteous and dares to fight. Peng San likes him very much. It's just that now, he always feels that the current white hair is very wrong, very unsuitable for Yunji's current environment.

Peng San didn't know how to describe it. What he was good at was sports, not liberal arts.

"What's the matter, third brother?"

Peng San didn't speak, he hooked his hands towards Bai Mao, and when Bai Mao approached, he looked at Bai Mao carefully, thinking why he felt that something was wrong with Bai Mao.

A man can look at a man, but if a man keeps looking up and down, a normal man will feel creepy. Bai Mao was terrified by Peng San's weird stare, and instinctively squeezed a sad face between his buttocks.

"Third brother, I will never say a word if you let me go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire. But... that, I really can't accept it. How about I help you find someone else?"

thump!

Peng San grinned, and put it on Baimao's lap.

"You street boy. I said that I don't like you recently. I will cut my hair tomorrow and change my clothes. Look at you, you look like a young and Dangerous boy."

"We were young and Dangerous."

"Fart. We're businessmen. Do you understand?"

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In Yunji's conference room, a hundred and ten people surrounded a space of more than one hundred square meters. The Youth Club, Shenghe, and Dingsheng.., led by Lan Minghui and Zhang Tianyao, all had association backgrounds behind them. Finance Company. A year ago, You Yun Kee initiated the establishment of the Second United Mutual Fund. Twenty-four financial companies, large and small, invested 5 million to 8 million as participating shareholders, with a total capital of 160 million Hong Kong dollars.

Now that one year has passed, according to the original agreement, it is time for the semi-annual dividend.

When a hundred or ten people gather together, the environment will definitely not be any better. The entire meeting room is filled with smoke, and clubs with festivals are also arguing endlessly over territory and business.

"Brother Yao. The storehouse is my territory. What does it mean that your people go there to collect money?"

"What do you mean by your territory? It was our Youth Club's territory for a long time, so how did it become your territory?"

"Zhang Tianyao. What the hell do you mean? Don't think that I'm afraid of you because you have a lot of people. The house is six million a year, and you just eat it like this. Aren't you afraid of choking you to death?"

"Drool. How the hell did you talk to my boss?"

"What do you mean by rushing to the street? Do you have any part to speak here?"

"Can you say that again?"

"Little chicken. Why are you yelling, you want to die, don't you. My boss is talking, is there a place for you to intervene?"

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The sound of saliva, cursing, mixed with ridicule and sarcasm, surrounded by real smoke, the meeting room was in chaos like a barbecue stall in a vegetable market.

Suddenly, the hustle and bustle stopped, the people who were arguing and cursing stopped arguing and cursing, those who watched the show with their legs up on the table also put their legs down, and the people who were eating melons stopped eating melons, and all turned their heads or He looked up to the door.

Four capable young men with crew cuts and suits walked in silently.

As soon as the four of them came, the silent aura on their bodies made everyone feel an invisible pressure.

Crop cut, black suit.

This is Yunji's standard outfit, which means that Peng San is here.

really.

The four cleared away the crowd silently, and Peng San in a black suit came in with a cigar in his mouth frowning.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

The walking Peng San was like a magnet, attracting everyone's attention, and everyone present quickly greeted him.

"Third brother."

"Third brother!"

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In the address of the third brother, Peng San glanced at everyone with a dark face, no one dared to look at him, and they all staggered their black eyes.

"They are all big brothers, arguing about millions here, don't you feel ashamed?"

millions?

You said it so easily.

He Weidong quit. Although he didn't dare to contradict Peng San, the hoarding house was related to 6 million profits a year, so how could he give up just because of Peng San's words.

"Third brother."

Snapped--

Before He Weidong could speak, Peng San took the ledger in his hand and threw it directly in He Weidong's face.

"Did I let you talk?"

Hitting people is not slapping people in the face.

Anyway, He Weidong is also a big boss, and there are hundreds of younger brothers eating with him, how could Peng San be humiliated in public like this. The pain and burning sensation on his face, under the gaze of his eyes, made fire burst out of his eyes.

"Peng San, don't be too arrogant."

Peng Sanniao ignored He Weidong's yelling and went to the first seat. Cheng Liang's leather shoes were stuck on the dark red table.

"read."