God of Life

Song Wei and his party went downstairs and threw the three fat men to the hospital.

Unluckily, the fat man didn't have any trauma. There was a spider web-like red mark on his forehead, and he was shaking as he walked.

Watching his miserable buddy leave, the optician felt unwilling.

"President Song, is that how we accept it?"

Chu Qing, who was usually the most irritable, didn't agree, and sat on the co-pilot sullenly, his right hand trembling slightly.

Song Wei raised his head: "Qingzi, show Xiaoge your wrist."

Chu Qing angrily punched the co-pilot's storage box, making a loud bang, like humiliation and unwillingness.

Then, put your right hand on the back seat.

Under the dim interior light, Chu Qing's wrist was bruised and purple.

"What?! Is that the one you caught just now?!"

The optician exclaimed, his face full of shock.

"Qingzi is already able to fight by counting in the drum corner, but he can't make it through a face-to-face under his subordinates. Do you think he is really a simple and arrogant second generation?"

Song Wei mocked and sneered, not knowing who he was laughing at.

The glasses master didn't know how to fight very much, but he knew how terrifying Chu Qing's brute force was, so he didn't recover for a long time.

As for Chu Qing, the fear of that moment still remained in his heart. It was an irresistible force, and the most primitive fear brought about shattered his greatest pride.

Song Wei turned his head and asked Xiaoge: "In that situation just now, would you dare to take a stab at those students?"

"Er... dare not."

The optician shook his head in embarrassment.

The most important thing in a mixed society is to know what can be done and what can't be done.

Hooligans beat sticks and knives to each other, no one cares about people who don't hold officials accountable, beheading students and rich second generations... Is it because they are afraid that they won't be able to eat in prison?

Song Wei said in a low voice: "I can't help you guys. Once we fight, Qingzi and I will be the first to die, and then you. Brothers, it's too late to save them."

"Forehead,

It's just a little more strength, isn't it? "

The optician is only in charge of business operation and sales in his daily life, and has basically no idea about this aspect, so he still finds it unbelievable.

"That kid has practiced, I don't know what it is, but..."

Chu Qing said in a gruff voice.

People who often fight are the most sensitive to actual combat ability. Once they get started, they can immediately sense the gap.

After hesitating for a long time, Chu Qing finally endured the humiliation and told his actual feelings.

"If I fight head-on, I can't even fight with a knife. My eyesight, reaction, and strength are so abnormally strong. I don't even have a chance to make a shot. Someone can KO me head-on with a whip."

The optician was finally taken aback: "So exaggerated?!"

"real!"

Chu Qing was a little anxious because he was afraid that the other party would not believe it.

"I struggled with all my strength, but I couldn't make his hands shake. How big is the difference in strength?"

In fact, under normal circumstances, there will not be such a big gap. Who made the old man who hangs B drink and get drunk?

In addition, fighting dogs don't know how to whip their legs, they can only ride on them to pinch people.

Xiaoge believed it, but he became more and more puzzled, and frowned tightly: "How can a rich second generation develop such a strong combat power? According to the demand, it is completely unnecessary?"

"Under the water, there is a whole iceberg hidden..."

Song Wei sighed, and suddenly came a fan of literature and art.

"There is nothing to be afraid of who knows the basics, Gu Xuan is not scary, and even He Hongyuan may not be able to do anything to us. If the well water does not violate the river water, it is impossible for others to spend their energy to mess with me.

But that kid was different, he didn't show his bottom from the beginning to the end, but a little bit of it was scary enough...

Hehe, the older I am, the less courageous I am..."

Song Wei shook his head and smiled wryly, suddenly feeling like a hero's twilight.

Of course, the saying that a hero puts gold on his face is true if he is timid.

In Gujiao, those who are courageous and don't know how to restrain themselves will all die. Those who can survive the big waves wash the sand, and those who can survive will lose their courage, but this is not shameful.

"Then..." Xiao Ge hesitated, "Do you want to check that kid?"

"Check it out."

Song Wei rubbed his temples and nodded.

"But I guess I can't find anything. There is no great god surnamed Wang in Gujiao. The few bigwigs who came out of Wang's village in the early years are not in Gujiao, so you should pay attention to the movement, and don't offend people if you investigate deeply."

Xiaoge felt that his eldest brother had subdued in essence, so he made up his mind to deal with it.

With the current development of the gray industry, information such as mobile phone numbers, addresses, consumption that can be seen by people, and traces left on the Internet are all easy to check, and further investigations require on-the-spot visits.

However, what was found may not be true.

The folks in the mining province are too chaotic, and the legal persons with a lot of assets are old farmers in the countryside. It costs only tens of thousands to carry a sack of ID cards to apply for various documents.

At the same time, the real asset owner may only have a dilapidated house under his name.

The host who was on the news network two years ago, the police and prosecutors only found hundreds of thousands of property, which made people laugh out loud.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Ge suddenly noticed a detail that had been ignored before.

"Mr. Song, tell me, what does that Young Master Wang mean by deliberately mentioning Mr. Jiang's family? I didn't reveal the details of the whole process, but somehow brought out an irrelevant person. I don't understand..."

Song Wei asked back: "It's not official, if there is one person in Gujiao who can completely block me, who is it?"

Xiaoge blurted out: "King Xiqu!"

Song Wei stretched out his fingers: "Xiqu Mine is an enterprise directly under the Ministry of Mineral Resources. What is the relationship between Wang and Jiang?"

Xiao Ge shook his head in shame: "Mr. Song, I'm low-level, so I really don't know."

"Yeah, actually I don't know, because my level is not enough..."

Song Wei sighed, revealing a trace of genuine lingering fear.

"But if people can point it out on purpose, it proves that they have enough level and know that this is a flying dragon in the sky. Look down and smile at our small pond!"

All conspiracies and tricks will end up being crushed under the power from a higher level.

Song Wei believed that it was absolutely impossible for Wang Yan to mobilize that kind of power easily, but as long as he could borrow a little bit, it would be too much for him to bear.

"Pass down the order, and if you see the Lord again, stay away. If you have a chance, remember to sell it for me..."

"Uh, okay."

The optician immediately responded, and thought sincerely: No wonder Mr. Song was able to start from scratch, it really is a cunning and cunning who can bend and stretch...

If you can't afford it, why don't you just lick it?

At this moment, even Wang Yan did not expect that the effect of moving out Jiang Xin would be so good.

In fact, the relationship between Wang Yan and Mr. Jiang was very ordinary, but he was already qualified to know some things about the other party's family, so he used it to scare people.

Sure enough, Song Wei's unwillingness was completely broken.

It can only be said that information is also a kind of power, and in the hands of those who can use it, its power is no less than money, swords and guns.

...

He Xiaolu was dragged home by her sister, thrown on the bed, and finally became "sober" in a daze.

"Sister... I'm so sleepy..."

He Meng hurriedly touched his sister's forehead: "How are you, Xiaolu? Are you uncomfortable?"

"I want to sleep……"

"Okay!"

He Meng hurriedly responded, and then reached out to take off her clothes.

"Good boy, take a bath before going to sleep, sister will help you..."

(⊙?⊙)!

You can't do something like that with my sister, it's a foul!

He quickly pulled up the quilt and covered his head tightly.

"Go rough! I can do it myself!"

After finally driving He Meng away, Xiao Lu immediately locked the door, then threw himself on the big bed, and started rolling around.

"Ahh! awsl!"

After tumbling for a while, I suddenly took out my phone and found Zhang Yao.

"Yaoyao, give me your brother's WeChat..."

"??????"

Zhang Yao sent a series of question marks in beeping, and almost rolled out of bed in shock: "Crazy deer, are you going to show off?"

"Pooh!"

The little fairy's face was red, but she found an excuse as soon as she rolled her eyes.

"You know what a fart! My sister and your brother are old classmates and have lost contact for a long time. I plan to do something about the beauty of ChengRen quietly..."

Zhang Yao was dubious, a little hesitant: "But, my brother has a girlfriend..."

The little fairy felt cold, and suddenly became angry.

"You still want to sell me to your brother if you have a girlfriend?!"

Zhang Yao plausibly said: "You are so young, at most you can be a foot-washing maid, it doesn't affect anything!"

"How small am I!"

Halfway through the call, Little Fairy suddenly lacked confidence and changed her words urgently.

"Small has small benefits, you know what a fart!"

Just today, a perverted fat man wanted to take me to drink with me, which proved that I already have enough feminine charm!

Zhang Yao suddenly smirked: "Then what benefits do I have?"

Buyers eat sellers after eating, hee hee, so cool!

The little fairy is really not very sober now, so she hastily promised: "Please eat three Haagen-Dazs meals!"

Huh?

How can it be so happy?

Suspicion arose in Zhang Yao's heart, and she felt something was wrong.

"Zhalu, tell me the truth, do you have any unreasonable thoughts about my brother?!"

Oops!

The little fairy finally came to her senses and was a little panicked.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Yao is her future sister-in-law, she will know about it sooner or later, and even needs her to cover her, what are you afraid of?

Simply use the big move directly.

"Do you want ice cream or your brother?"

"ice cream!"

Zhang Yao answered in seconds, and sent a series of numbers.

The little fairy searched for Wang Yan's nickname in wechat, and then got stuck on the application interface.

How to write a verification application?

After turning over and over, deleting, deleting and modifying, the application has never been issued, but the dream has been realized ten years later.

Once the feelings of a girl surge up, it is called a blazing and unpredictable, which is completely different from that of an adult.

There is a poem that says——

Spring outing, apricot blossoms blowing all over your head.

Someone in Moshang is young and flirtatious.

The concubine intends to marry her and live off her life.

...

After parting, the boys still couldn't restrain their excitement, and started to quarrel in the street.

"Damn it! Wang'er is really awesome today!"

"Burst!"

"Wang'er, your sister! Do you want to ask Brother Wang to know?"

"Fuck you, if you don't want to lick you face to face, why are you talking to us here?"

"That's right! It seems like Brother Wang will play with you if you lick it..."

Wang Yonglei was proud: "Who will Wang Er take me to play with? We had the best relationship back then!"

"what about now?"

Everyone went up without hesitation.

"He can already sweep away dragons, tigers and leopards, but you are still that sand sculpture..."

"In society, people either spend their money or their face. What are you doing? Shameless?"

"What's wrong with being shameless?"

Wang Yonglei has a plausible statement: "Wang'er is the most emotional, so I will go up to him, and I don't believe that he won't help me!"

Although it is very embarrassing, the words are not without reason.

The rest of the boys were quite moved.

"Hey, it's interesting..."

"I'm thinking, maybe we can really count on Brother Wang to make a fortune in the future?"

"That's right! We're not asking for money directly, Brother Wang just leaked some crumbs from his fingers, maybe it's enough for us to eat."

"He is reliable and righteous. Thinking about it, he is indeed much better than Datou and Liu Weilong..."

"Squad leader is just a part-time job, and it seems to be 10,000 a month!"

"Tch! The squad leader didn't say how much it will cost. If it's 10,000, who will it be?"

"In short, not to mention those top students and wealthy people in the class, our brother's chance to stand up basically falls on Brother Wang!"

"Paralyzed, let me go, I can still lick!"

"Fuck! Can I have a B-face? Your father Wang is not here now!"

Wang Yonglei jumped out triumphantly again: "Come on, come on, line up and call out Brother Lei! Brother and Dad Wang have the closest relationship, do you know what to do in the future?"

Several boys looked at each other, then suddenly lifted Wang Yonglei up, and went straight to the electric pole by the side of the road.

After enough trouble, Wang Yonglei, the heartless sand sculpture, started to make trouble again.

"You guys go, I'm going home."

Zhang Yin, who was usually the most enthusiastic about it, shook his head and walked towards the taxi in a depressed mood.

"What's the silver stick?"

Zhang Yin didn't respond, and returned home in silence all the way, digging out a half-new high school textbook.

Drop the rest of the subjects, leaving only high school math and English.

For a while, I didn't know where to start reviewing, so I just bit the bullet and started memorizing words.

I can't catch up with Wang Yan, and I won't be able to for the rest of my life.

However, if you work hard from now on, after four years, you won't be humbler and lesser than I am now, right?

If you want to hold your thighs, you need at least some strength in your arms.

Otherwise, who would indulge a waste all the time?

Wang'er, thank you for making me finally see clearly my incompetence and cowardice...

However, I won't go on like this forever!

...

A small thing can sometimes change a person's life.

Wang Yan was like a tornado, sweeping through the entire high school class, tearing apart the established structure and the past.

But at this moment, the young and old didn't notice the profound changes caused by themselves, and when they returned home, they returned to normal life again.

Read for two hours.

Today's homework is "Management Economics", Morris Edition, translated by Mr. Chen Zhangwu.

MBA intermediate textbook, regression analysis uses a large amount of data, requires the establishment of a model, the content is close to the measurement forecast, and the appendix uses the differential method.

In the eyes of outsiders, there are charts, formulas, and models everywhere, and the content is almost a book.

This book best represented Wang Yan's learning progress in the fields of economics, finance, and mathematics.

Simple classification is an intermediate microscopic field.

The horizontal comparison is the senior level of double majors—mathematics and economics.

The actual effect is approximately equal to zero.

The guiding significance of this textbook lies in production decision-making. Wang Yan's company does not engage in production, but a service industry.

Even if there is a production-oriented enterprise in the future, the boss should not be responsible for this job. Naturally, the production supervisor will be responsible.

However, the more extensive you study economics and finance, the more you can discover the contradictions between various theories, and then refine your own knowledge.

The purpose of learning is not to make money, no matter how you make money, you can't breathe fast.

Learning is to have a sufficiently broad macro perspective.

Some people, when they reached a high position, didn't even know how to get there, so they could only stick to the spot in front of them and work hard.

Wang Yan didn't like that.

So, every day is going according to plan

Since the habit of reading has been cultivated, reading is a very pleasant thing, which does not affect the waves, but improves the quality of life.

After reading the book, looking through all kinds of news, I found that there was nothing serious, so I fell asleep.

...

He Meng looked at a message lying alone in the dialog box, and his mood gradually became less beautiful.

Well, in fact, the whole night was not beautiful.

But you still have to be polite, that's polite.

"Wang Yan, thanks to you today, thank you very much."

After sending, I started to wait and wait, and waited and waited. After about 10 minutes, I turned on my phone and took a look, but I didn't wait for a response until I fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up in the morning and looked again, there was still nothing to say.

Immediately I lost my temper.

But let her take the initiative to do something, but she can't save face, and she is almost worried.

After thinking and thinking, I sent a 200 yuan red envelope.

Attachment: "Participants' money from yesterday's party."

Fucking money!

Yesterday's two meals were invited, so what's the matter with Wang Yan!

Wang Yan got up earlier and was chatting with his mother when he heard the phone ring, so he picked it up and took a look: Huh? There are red envelopes!

Click on it for a second, and then realize something is wrong.

"Then what, I didn't settle the bill yesterday, you can send it to Wang Yonglei."

He Mengqi didn't hit one place, if there was no red envelope, would you still pretend you weren't there?

"Oh, please pass it on, thank you."

Wang Yan: "Okay."

………………

A minute later, He Meng finally realized that the communication was cut off again.

Doubt life.JPG

That guy really had a crush on me? !

Unprecedented frustration hit his heart, He Meng said ruthlessly: Goodbye!

No, never see you again!

She has no shortage of licking dogs, so the urgency is not that strong.

In the same way, First Young Master Wang has no shortage of beautiful girls, and he is even busier than her.

There are more than a dozen friends in the club, dozens of business partners in the society, a large number of high-level executives in the company, Diwu's circle of girlfriends is not many but everyone is important, college students, good-looking ladies in the 404 group...

If everyone replies, there is no need to do anything else in a day, and 24 hours of honking on the phone is not enough.

So unless necessary, Wang Yan rarely turns on the chat mode now.

As for those friend requests that come from nowhere, it is even more impossible to ignore them, never possible.

He casually clicked on the friend application, intending to clear that glaring red dot - obsessive-compulsive disorder can't hurt.

Then, I saw a cute greeting.

"Brother Wang Yan, I am your beautiful little deer fairy~~~"

How did she know my WeChat account?

Puzzled and puzzled, it didn't delay Wang Yan's consent.

Uh, it would be inappropriate not to include my brother's illegitimate daughter in the future...

And she is my younger sister's best friend, I have to monitor her all the time, and I can't let her lead Zhang Yao wild...

Happy to add and send a smiley face.

"Little Fairy sobered up? Are you still afraid?"

When He Meng walked towards his sister's bedroom angrily, a wonderful relationship was born...

Fate is wonderful.

txt download address:

phone-reading: