Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

Standing in front of the school, Jiang Xiaobai and Qian Baobao felt as if they were back in their college days, but occasionally someone who knew Qian Baobao would say hello when they passed by.

Calling them "Teacher Qian", "Professor Qian" and so on, Jiang Xiaobai and Qian Baobao knew that they were no longer the same.

Before the two of them waited for a while, Liu Xiaogang came over in a black Audi car. After Liu Xiaogang got out of the car, he greeted Jiang Xiaobai and Qian Baobao enthusiastically.

"Lao Wu, Lao San." Liu Xiaogang greeted, and punched the two of them hard, just like before, but compared to when he was young, the punch on the chest was not as strong. .

"Well, Liu Xiaogang, this car is pretty good. Now you are equipped with such a high-end car?" Qian Baobao looked at the Audi car that brought Liu Xiaogang over and asked curiously.

To say whether he is a deputy director or not, his rank is not low, and he is also a professor. If it is considered an administrative level, he is also a deputy director.

But basically don't think about car distribution. The first few batches of college students back then were the absolute pride of heaven. It can be said that they have really caught up with the good times. As long as they don't do business, no matter what Whether he is staying in school or in the system, he is doing well now.

Even though I have endured all the hardships, I have not reached this level.

"What? We were having dinner with some bosses just now. I said I wanted to leave, and they arranged for the driver to come and see me off." Liu Xiaogang said embarrassedly. He knew that this was also because Jiang Xiaobai's name was given. Otherwise, It is impossible for people to say that the car will be delivered to them.

I haven't reached that level yet, where I can make people fawn over me so much.

"You still have to get involved in the system, this high-ranking person." Qian Baobao said sourly.

Liu Xiaogang angrily slapped Qian Baobao: "Lao Wu is still here. You have to ridicule me. If you want to say that you have high power, it's Lao Wu, okay?"

"Haha, just because there is no comparison with Lao Wu, we are just the opposite." Qian Baobao said with a smile.

The three of them chatted at the door for a while, and then suggested going to eat.

"Okay, we're already at the school gate. Let's not bother anymore. Let's stick to the small restaurant in front of the school." Jiang Xiaobai said, "That's the one we always went to back then. Third brother, is that small restaurant still there?"

Liu Xiaogang also remembered it when he heard this, and said: "By the way, I also remembered it. We ate at his house the first night after graduation. I remember that I paid thirty yuan in his restaurant at that time. As for the money, I said I would come back ten years after graduation, so I made a deposit at that time.”

"That's right, thirty yuan. Thirty yuan was a lot of money back then."

As the three people talked, they were suddenly immersed in the memories of the past, as if they were back to the summer of graduation. Several people were chatting in a steaming small restaurant, sweating, thinking about the future, talking about tomorrow, each talking about their own affairs. ideal.

Parting is about to happen, four years of college career is coming to an end, and everyone is very reluctant to say goodbye.

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"The restaurant is still there, I'll take you there." Qian Baobao said with a smile, but when he led Jiang Xiaobai and the others to the door, Jiang Xiaobai and Liu Xiaogang couldn't believe that this was the fly house from back then.

The three-story entrance has a signboard of "Tianhe Restaurant" hanging on it. It looks like a high-end restaurant. There is no trace of the small fly restaurant at all. This restaurant looks very high-end.

Of course, several people have been to more high-end places. The reason why they were so surprised was because the restaurant in front of them was compared with the fly house back then. What surprised them even more was that this student came in and out.

I think back then, when they were in college, it was a great thing for anyone to be able to go to a restaurant, let alone a high-end restaurant. It was impossible to go to a high-end restaurant, but are today's college students so rich?

"Third brother, you are just deceiving people. Did the original restaurant go bankrupt?" Liu Xiaogang said, looking at the restaurant in front of him.

Qian Baobao shook his head: "No, it was the previous boss who made money and renovated it based on the original. It took twenty years. This is the second time they renovated. During the first meeting, they built a It has two floors. What you see now is a restaurant that was just renovated last year.

In twenty years, things have changed too fast and there are too many changes..."

Qian Baobao said with emotion that the greatest power in this world is time. Everything changes in time, let alone a small restaurant.

"Let's go in." Qian Baobao took the lead and opened the door and walked in. Jiang Xiaobai and Liu Xiaogang looked at each other and followed.

The boss was busy behind the bar on the first floor. When he saw Qian Baobao, he greeted him enthusiastically: "Little Qian."

Qian Baobao has been his old customer for more than 20 years. He comes here for dinner from time to time, and of course the boss knows him. Although Qian Baobao is now a professor, the boss still habitually calls him "Xiao Qian".

While talking, he also walked out from behind the bar.

"You are bringing a friend here. There is a private room on the second floor, one by the window. Go there." The boss said.

Liu Xiaogang looked at the boss in front of him, and it took him a long time to find some familiar traces on his face. Back then, the boss was a young man who was just thirty years old. The couple had just gotten married. At that time, those who dared to open a restaurant were the first to be the boss. Those who are self-employed are those with relatively large orders.

But the boss in front of him is almost sixty years old. The traces of time and years of hard work, the hair on his temples have long been gray, and he looks like an old man on the verge of death.

"Boss, do you still remember me?" Liu Xiaogang said.

"Who are you? I'm getting older and can't remember." The boss looked at Liu Xiaogang and pondered hard for a long time, but he still couldn't remember who Liu Xiaogang was.

Liu Xiaogang had no choice but to remind him: "When we graduated, I paid thirty yuan in your restaurant, saying that we would come back to eat in ten years, and it would be considered as food money."

When the boss heard this, he suddenly remembered: "I remember, the thirty yuan back then was a lot of money. I still have the thirty yuan now, but you have never come back, so Xiaoqian still comes here often. Isn't there a big boss in your dormitory?

What's your name Jiang Xiaobai? He's already famous. Big boss, when will he come over? "