Reborn Nobility

Chapter 1 Past and Present Life

With a "crunch", a dilapidated yellow Alto parked in front of the Lechao Bar. Compared with the surrounding Ferraris and Mercedes-Benz cars that are worth millions, the gap is not the slightest bit. It can be said that it is a world between heaven and earth.

Don't.

Two young men in their thirties opened the door and got out of the car. The one in the passenger seat kicked the wheel as soon as he got out of the car: "Damn it, this car is so rubbish. Why doesn't the air conditioner heat it?"

I'm almost freezing to death." He kept rubbing his hands, which were red from the cold.

The driver was a little dissatisfied and said: "Xia Xiaoluo, your uncle said my car is rubbish. Why don't you buy one yourself? If you don't have my second-hand Alto, you can't ride a bicycle to pick up girls?"

Xia Xiaoluo was very thick-skinned and kept his expression straight. He curled his lips and said sarcastically: "Qu Xiaoyuan, you said you are a good guy? I'm so embarrassed to wear a suit to pick up girls with you."

"You think I don't want to wear Armani? This is the only decent piece of clothing we have. People are like clothes and horses, so I have to wear something mature to support my appearance."

Qu Xiaoyuan was quite calm, or rather thick-skinned. The suit he wore seemed to be well-tailored, but a closer look revealed that the fabric was of poor quality and that it was a cheap business suit issued by the company.

The Armani down jacket that Xia Xiaoluo bought online looks quite similar, but based on the fact that he earns 1,500 yuan a month, Qu Xiaoyuan can reasonably assume that his clothes are fake.

Xia Xiaoluo looked up at the hazy sky, popped out a Zhongnanhai that cost less than two cents, lit it, and took a deep breath. The thick lead clouds stood still, but the snowflakes fell like elves, dancing gracefully.

, the whole city is covered in silver, like a jade brick made of pink makeup.

On Christmas Eve, Hongcheng, the provincial capital, finally received its first snowfall.

The young lovers on the street held each other's arms, kissing each other. Christmas Eve was sweet and happy for them, but it did not belong to Xia Xiaoluo. He was still looking for prey to spend the night with them.

Qu Xiaoyuan watched intently as a girl with a pretty face walked by holding a little boy with pimples on her arm, and then said to Xia Xiaoluo with a wicked smile: "Christmas Eve is the night to lose one's virginity. You said, tonight

How many virgins must go to Hongcheng to lose their virginity?"

"No matter how many, there must be two who will be harmed by us anyway. We can no longer rely on Thumbelina and the three thousand island beauties in the hard drive to spend lonely nights."

He put his arm around Qu Xiaoyuan's shoulders and pushed open the door of Lechao Bar.

As soon as the two entered the bar, they immediately felt a burst of heat rushing towards their faces. Their highly myopic glasses were covered with a layer of white mist. The lights in the entire bar were dim and the atmosphere was ambiguous. A blond ghost guy was singing in a low voice.

The first song "Eye of a Stranger" by babyface.

The two asked the bartender for two bottles of Budweiser, and drank slowly, squinting their myopic eyes and looking back and forth throughout the bar, looking for their favorite prey.

"Hey, look at those two ocean horses over there!"

Xia Xiaoluo whispered to Qu Xiaoyuan in a low voice.

"Where are there two, not one?"

Qu Xiaoyuan glanced in the direction of his finger and asked in confusion.

"Look at your eyes! There are two of them, and the other one is black. Look carefully."

Qu Xiaoyuan squinted his short-sighted eyes and saw that there were not two of them. On booth No. 7, one was a white woman wearing a white evening dress, bare feet and red high heels.

He is also quite tall.

Opposite is a black woman, wearing a black evening gown. The lights are dim. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that there is a living person there. Only occasionally, when she smiles, you can see her dazzling white teeth.

"Big Yangma? Can your small body bear it? Westerners are quite unrestrained when it comes to sports." Qu Xiaoyuan looked at Xia Xiaoluo's slightly hunched and thin body with a smirk on his face.

"I love this unrestrainedness, I love this violent temper!" Xia Xiaoluo did not let up at all.

"The black man is for you, and the white woman is for me!" Qu Xiaoyuan, who never fails to suffer, was the first to say.

"Don't be racist. A foreigner, and a black man, has no self-interested motives, and regards the liberation cause of the Chinese people as his own cause. What kind of spirit is this? This is the spirit of internationalism, this is communism

How can you bear to let her endure the pain and loneliness of being a stranger in a foreign land?"

Xia Xiaoluo took out Mao Taizu's "In Memory of Dr. Bethune" to educate this backward comrade.

"No, I really can't stand niggas. My brother likes to eat light food lately."

"Don't worry, as soon as the lights are turned off, she blends into the night and you can't see her. So, help me lure that black girl away, and I'll give you a hundred dollars."

"..."

Qu Xiaoyuan remained silent, obviously thinking about whether this deal was a good deal.

"Two hundred, how about it?" Xia Xiaoluo made up his mind.

"make a deal."

The two held wine glasses and walked towards the booth where the two preys were. Xia Xiaoluo asked in English in an authentic London accent: "Beauties, can you speak Chinese?"

The so-called London pronunciation is the pronunciation of the first few sentences of the commentary in the American science fiction blockbuster - "There is a group of people on a distant blue planet" - pronounced with the chest, rich and pretentious.

The Caucasian woman said: "I'm sorry, I don't speak Chinese."

At this time, Xia Xiaoluo was already attracted by the white and tender skin on the chest of the white ocean horse. She secretly sighed in her heart. People say that white people have large pores and thick body hair, but this woman is obviously not. Her skin is fair and delicate, like cream. She is

She's not mixed race - she looks a bit like Mr. Ozawa.

Qu Xiaoyuan rushed to Xia Xiaoluo and said anxiously: "Damn, I can't speak Chinese... I have only passed CET-4 and my spoken English is very poor. Forget it, I will withdraw. Damn it, but these black girls are too black!"

"Qu Xiaoyuan was anxious.

"You are the only one who is white!" the black woman suddenly said, then rolled her eyes without even looking at them.

"Pfft" - Xia Xiaoluo almost spit out the sip of wine he just drank, thinking to himself, these two people can speak Chinese, aren't they kidding?

At this moment, a "handsome boy" who was similar in age to them came towards them. Xia Xiaoluo pulled Qu Xiaoyuan's arm and said: "Yuan'er, retreat quickly, 'Uncle Miejie' is here."

"Uncle Miejie" is the executive deputy general manager of the securities company where they work. Just by hearing the name, you can tell what kind of role he is.

Uncle Miejie called out in a seductive voice: "Harry, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." The orchid was pinched with fingers, and the two of them broke into a sweat.

The white woman stood up and the two embraced warmly.

Uncle Jue rolled his eyes and said, "Xia Xiaoluo, you didn't say hello when you saw me?"

Xia Xiaoluo had no choice but to stop, turned around awkwardly, and said, "Mr. Feng, I didn't see you just now."

Mr. Feng nodded at him with a soft and boneless finger and said: "Xia Xiaoluo, how are the two books "Thirty Years of China's Capital Market" and "Thirty Years of China's Private Enterprises" written? This is going to happen.

Signed with Director Guo’s name! The manuscript will be submitted next month!”

These two books are the mouth-watering books of Director Guo of the Securities Regulatory Commission’s Listed Division who has been “covering” their company. The academic level is not high, but the story is very strong. Director Guo wants to use these two books to judge professional titles and sell them.

Money, within the system, and in the market are all taken advantage of.

Xia Xiaoluo graduated from a second-rate Pheasant University with a major in finance, but he knew nothing about financial engineering or derivatives design. He was only familiar with economic history, so he took on the "big responsibility" of writing this book - of course, he did not have the right to authorize it.

Xia Xiaoluo smiled and said: "It has been written until 2008 and is about to be finished."

Mr. Feng nodded and said with his eyes higher than his head: "Go ahead and write the book carefully. There must be no mistakes in the book named by Director Guo."

The two of them walked out of the Lechao Bar. It was already late at night. Qu Xiaoyuan read the text messages on his mobile phone and said to Xia Xiaoluo apologetically: "Brother, there is a girl calling. I am going to appease her lonely little heart."

"Go on, I can't have a threesome with you." Xia Xiaoluo knew that Qu Xiaoyuan was embarrassed to leave, so he laughed nonchalantly to dispel his worries.

Qu Xiaoyuan turned into the car and ran away.

Xia Xiaoluo stood in the open space in front of the Lechao Bar. The heavy snow was still falling. The crystal snowflakes were illuminated by the neon lights of the bar and became colorful. There were crowds of people around, each with their companions, showing off their stability in this world.

In the happiness of this world, only he is lonely, like a homeless beggar.

He walked to a small shop next to the bar, bought three small bottles of Erguotou, and drank while walking.

The scorching white wine slid down his throat, like a knife across his throat, and fell into the cold stomach, burning into flames. He stumbled among the crowd, his face full of desolation, and before he knew it, he had finished the bottle of wine.

He opened the second bottle without hesitation.

He swallowed the spicy and hot Erguotou as if he was extremely hungry. In his eyes, it was not strong wine, but the nectar after a long drought. He just wanted to get a hangover and forget the sufferings in life.

Yes, this is escape, but if you don't escape, how can you face this cruel life?

After a while, three small bottles of Erguotou were consumed by him like a whale devouring a cow. He was already drunk, and his whole body became so hot that he couldn't feel the cold temperature.

Unknowingly, he had walked to Nanhu Park and sat on a bench covered with snow. He fell asleep and his eyelids slowly closed.

Painful and with a splitting headache, he sat up holding his head and muttered: "Hey - where are the glasses? What's wrong with my eyes? Although I don't wear glasses, I can see TV very clearly..." You must know that he is 600 degrees

High degree of myopia.

Xia Xiaoluo sat up from the mat on the ground, "Where am I? How..."

The 17-inch black-and-white TV in front of him was playing CCTV 1’s news broadcast. “According to this station’s news, Beijing has invested 2.5 billion yuan to build more than 20 large-scale sports facilities for the upcoming 11th Asian Games.

, this is the first comprehensive international sports competition held by China on its own land. It is also the first Asian Games hosted by China in the 40 years since the birth of the Asian Games. Hundreds of thousands of people participated in this event.

In the midst of the world-famous sports games, people's hearts are united, and people across the country enthusiastically participate in this provincial capital..."