I’m A Baller

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

　　 The unlucky fat man had no trauma. There was a spider web-like red print on his forehead. He walked and swayed. It was like a spiderman. It was obviously a concussion.

　　 Watching the miserable buddies leave, the optician is unwilling.

　　 "Mr. Song, do we recognize that?"

　　 Chu Qing, the most uncontrollable temper in the past, did not agree. He sat in the co-pilot with his head sullen, and the palm of his right hand trembled slightly.

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

　　 Chu Qing angrily slammed a fist on the storage box of the co-pilot, making a loud bang, like humiliation and unwillingness.

　　 Then, put his right hand on the back seat.

　　 Under the dim yellow inner lamp, Chu Qing's wrist was bluish.

　　 "What?! The one you caught just now?!"

　　 The master optician exclaimed, his face full of shock.

　　 "Qingzi is already counted at the horns of the drum and can be beaten, and he can't walk through the face of someone else. Do you think that is really a simple arrogant second generation?"

　　 Song Wei sneered mockingly, not knowing who was laughing.

　　 Master Optician doesn't know how to fight, but knows how terrifying Chu Qing's brute force is, so he hasn't recovered for a long time.

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

　　 Song Wei turned his head and asked Xiaoge: "In the situation just now, would you dare to use a knife on those students?"

　　 "Uh... I dare not."

　　 The optician shook his head in embarrassment.

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

　　 The gangster beat a club and knife, and no one cares if the people don’t raise officials and no one cares about it. Cut down on students and the rich second generation... Is it for fear that you won’t be able to eat in prison?

　　 Song Wei whispered: "If you don't fight the guy, once we fight, I will hang up with Qingzi first, and then you. Brothers are too late to save."

　　 "Uh, it's just a little stronger, it won't be enough, right?"

　　 Master Optician is only in charge of business operations and sales in daily life, and has basically no concept in this aspect, so I still find it unbelievable.

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

　　 Chu Qing's voice interface.

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

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

　　 "When I fight head-on, I can't win with a knife. My eyesight, reaction, and strength are so strong that I don't even have the chance to shoot. People can knock me head-on with a whip."

　　 Master Optician was finally shocked: "So exaggerated?!"

　　 "Really!"

　　 Chu Qingsheng was a little anxious for fear that the other party would not believe it.

　　 "I struggled with all my strength and couldn't make his hand shake. How big is the power gap?"

　　 In fact, under normal circumstances, there is not such a big gap. Who made Brother B drunk and punched drunk?

　　 In addition, Fighting Wang does not whip his legs, only rides to pinch people.

　　 Xiao Ge Xin became more and more puzzled, frowned tightly: "How can a rich second generation develop such a strong combat effectiveness? According to the needs, it is completely unnecessary?"

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

　　 Song Wei sighed, and suddenly came a literary fan.

　　 "People who know the roots and know the bottom are nothing terrible, Gu Xuan is not terrible, even He Hongyuan may not be able to deal with us, the well water does not violate the river water, people can't make efforts to mess with me.

　　 But that kid is different. He didn't show the bottom from beginning to end, but a little bit of exposure is scary enough...

　　 Ha ha, the older I am, the younger I am..."

　　 Song Wei shook his head and smiled bitterly, suddenly feeling the heroic twilight.

　　 Of course, the hero's statement that he put gold on his face is true.

　　 In the drum corner, people who are brave and don't know how to constrain are all dead, and those who can survive the big waves are smashing the sand. The courage is not small but it is not shameful.

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

　　 "Let's check it out."

　　 Song Wei rubbed his temples and nodded.

　　 "But I don't think I can find out anything. There is no great **** named Wang in the drum corner. The few big men who came out in the early years of Wang's village were not in the drum corner. So please be careful and don't look into the offender."

　　 Xiaoge felt that his eldest brother had actually been subdued, so he made up his mind and could handle it.

　　 With the current development of the gray production field, information such as mobile phone numbers, residential addresses, consumption that can be seen by others, and traces left on the Internet can be easily checked. Further investigations require on-site visits.

　　 However, what was found may not be true.

　　The people in the mining province are too messy. Many legal persons with assets are rural farmers. The cost of applying for various documents with a sack of ID cards is only tens of thousands.

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

　　 The host who was on the news network two years ago, the public and prosecutors only found out hundreds of thousands of properties, which is almost to make people laugh.

　　 Thinking for a moment, Xiao Ge suddenly noticed a detail that had been neglected before.

　　 "Mr. Song, what do you mean by that Wang Shao deliberately mentioning the Jiang family? The whole process was not revealed, but somehow moved out an irrelevant person. I don't understand..."

　　 Song Wei asked: "It's not an official face. If there is a person in the drum corner who can completely block me, who is it?"

　　 Xiaoge blurted out: "The King of Xiqu!"

　　 Song Wei pointed out: "Xiqu Mine is an enterprise directly under the Ministry of Minerals. What is the relationship between Wang and Jiang?"

　　 Xiao Ge was ashamed and shook his head: "Mr Song, I'm low in level, I really don't know."

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

　　 Song Wei sighed, revealing a real lingering fear.

　　 "But if people can point it out specifically, it proves that they are of sufficient level and clear. This is the flying dragon in the sky. Look down at our little pond with a smile!"

　　 Any conspiracy and trick, under the power from a higher level, are the outcome of being crushed.

　　 Song Wei believes that Wang Yan is absolutely impossible to mobilize that kind of power easily, but as long as he can borrow a little bit, he cannot bear the weight.

　　 "Let's pass on the order, and see the Lord again, retreat. If you have a chance, remember to sell me a good..."

　　 "Um, all right."

　　 The master optician immediately responded, and he was convinced: No wonder Song always can start from scratch, it is really an old treacherous cunning who can bend and stretch...

　　 can't afford to offend, can you just lick it up?

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

　　 In fact, Wang Yan and Jiang Gongzi have a very ordinary relationship, but they are already qualified to know some things in the other's family, so they used it to scare people.

　　 As expected, Song Wei's unwillingness was completely broken.

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

　　……

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

　　 "Sister...I'm so sleepy..."

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

"I want to sleep……"

　　 "Good, good!"

　　 He Meng responded in a hurry, and then reached out to take off her clothes.

　　 "Little deer, take a bath before going to bed, sister will help you..."

　　(⊙?⊙)!

　　 Sister, that kind of thing is not allowed, it is a foul!

　　 hurriedly pulled up the quilt and covered his head tightly.

　　 "You go rough! I can do it myself!"

　　 After finally getting rid of He Meng, the deer immediately locked the door, then pounced on the big bed, and started rolling.

　　 "Ah! Awsl!"

　　 After rolling for a while, he suddenly took out his mobile phone and found Zhang Yao.

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

　　 "??????"

　　 Zhang Yao sent a series of question marks in a beep, and almost rolled out of bed in shock: "Mad deer, you want to make a fuss?"

　　 "Bah!"

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

　　 "You know what a fart! My sister and your brother are old classmates and have been out of touch for a long time. I intend to quietly do something beautiful for adults..."

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

　　 The little fairy was cold and suddenly angry.

　　 "If you have a girlfriend, you still want to sell me to your brother?!"

　　Zhang Yao vigorously said: "You are so young, at most being a foot washing girl, it doesn't affect anything!"

　　 "Where am I!"

When 　　 was halfway through the call, the little fairy suddenly felt a little lack of confidence and changed her words urgently.

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

　　 There was just a fat man who wanted to accompany me with a drink today, proving that I have enough feminine charm!

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

　　 After eating, buyers and sellers, hee hee, so cool!

　　 The little fairy is really not very sober now, and hurriedly promised: "Please three Haagen-Dazs!"

Huh?

　　 How can you be so happy?

　　 Zhang Yao felt suspicious and felt something wrong.

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

　　Oops!

　　 The little fairy finally reacted, a little panicked.

　　 But after another thought, Zhang Yao is her future sister-in-law. Sooner or later she will know that she will even need her to cover her. What are you afraid of?

　　 simply offered a big move directly.

　　 "Do you want ice cream or your brother?"

"ice cream!"

　　 Zhang Yao answered in seconds and sent a string of numbers.

　　 Little Fairy searched for Wang Yan's nickname in WeChat and got stuck on the application interface.

　　 How should I write a verification application?

　　 tossed over and over again, deleted, deleted and changed, the application has not been sent, but the dream has been achieved ten years later.

　　 Once the girl's feelings came up, it was a fierce and unpredictable, completely different from an adult.

　　 There is a poem saying——

　　 Spring tour, apricot blossoms are blowing all over.

　　 Who on the Mo is young, so romantic.

　　The concubine intends to marry the body and leave for life.

　　……

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

　　 "Fucking! Wang Er is really beeping today!"

　　 "Blast!"

　　 "Wang'er, your sister! Know if you want to call Brother Wang from now on?"

　　 "Fuck you, if you want to lick you not in person, why are you beating with us here?"

　　 "That's right! As if licking it up, Brother Wang will take you to play..."

　　Wang Yonglei triumphantly: "Who won't take me to play with whom? We were in the best relationship back then!"

"what about now?"

　　 Everyone went up unceremoniously.

　　 "People can already sweep the dragon, tiger, and leopard, but you are still the sand sculpture..."

　　 "People in society, either mix money or face, what are you doing? Shameless?"

　　 "What's wrong with the shame?"

　　Wang Yonglei plausibly said: "Wang'er attaches great importance to feelings, so I just slapped my face up, I don't believe he won't help me!

　　 Although it is owing, but the words are not without reason.

　　 The rest of the boys were very moved.

　　 "Hey, it's interesting..."

　　 "I wondered, maybe we can really count on Brother Wang to make a fortune?"

　　 "That's right! We are not asking for money directly, Wang Ge casually leaked some crumbs from between his fingers, maybe it will be enough for us to eat."

　　 "People are reliable and righteous. Thinking about it, they are much better than Datou and Liu Weilong..."

　　 "The squad leader is only a part-time job, and seems to have 10,000 a month!"

　　 "Hey! The squad leader didn't say how much money to pay. Who is it for 10,000?"

　　 "Anyway, let's not mention those high school tyrants and rich people in the class, the chance of our brother turning over is basically on Brother Wang!"

　　 "You are paralyzed, let me go, I can still lick it!"

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

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

　　 A few boys glanced at each other and suddenly put Wang Yonglei up and went straight to the telephone pole on the side of the road.

After 　　 had enough trouble, Wang Yonglei, the heartless sand sculpture, began to go to the dark again.

　　 "Go, I'm home."

　　 Zhang Yin, who is always the most enthusiastic about this, shook his head and walked towards the taxi in a depressed mood.

　　 "What's the matter with the silver stick?"

　　 Zhang Yin didn't respond, he went back home in silence all the way, and turned out a used high school textbook.

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

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

　　 I can't catch up with Wang Yan, I won't do it forever.

　　 But, starting to work hard now, four years later, I will never be more humble and more awkward than I am now, right?

　　 I want to hug my thighs, I need at least some strength in my arms.

　　 Otherwise, who would always indulge a waste?

　　 Wanger, thank you, let me finally see my incompetence and cowardice...

　　 But, I won’t go on like this forever!

　　……

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

　　 Wang Yan is like a tornado, whizzing through the entire high school class, tearing apart the inherent pattern and everything in the past.

　　 But at this moment, the young and old did not notice the profound changes that were caused by themselves. Once they returned home, they returned to normal life again.

　　 Two hours of reading.

　　 Today’s homework is "Management Economics", Morris edition, translated by Mr. Chen Zhangwu.

　　 MBA intermediate textbook, regression analysis uses a lot 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 graphs, formulas, and models all over the world.

　　 This book best represents Wang Yan's learning progress in economics, finance, and mathematics.

　　 Simple classification is the intermediate micro-domain.

　　 Horizontal comparison is the double-degree senior level-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 enterprise does not engage in production, it is a service industry.

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

　　 However, if you study economics and finance, the more extensive you are, 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 much you earn, you can't breathe fast.

　　Learning is to have a broad enough perspective.

　　 There are some people who have reached a high position, and they don't know how to get there. They can only guard the stall in front of them and work hard.

　　 Wang Yan doesn't like that.

　　 So, I read as planned every day.

　　 Since I have cultivated the habit of reading, reading is a very pleasant thing. It does not affect the waves, but improves the quality of life.

　　 After reading the book and flipping through all kinds of news, I found that there was nothing major, 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 never beautiful.

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

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

After 　　 was done, I waited and waited, waited and waited, and I pressed my phone for about 10 minutes to take a look, but I didn't wait to respond until I fell asleep in a daze.

　　 I woke up in the morning and looked at it again, but there was still no more.

　　 suddenly stopped beating.

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

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

　　 with words: "The money for the party members yesterday."

　　 fart money!

　　 There were people invited for those two meals yesterday, what's the matter with Wang Yan!

　　 Wang Yan woke up earlier, was chatting with his mother, heard the phone ring, and took a look: Huh? There are red envelopes!

　　 opened one second, and then realized that it was wrong.

　　 "Then what, I did not settle the bill yesterday, please send it to Wang Yonglei."

　　 He Meng does not make a fight, if there is no red envelope, do you still have to pretend to be there?

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

　　 Wang Yan: "Good."

　　………………

　　 One minute later, He Meng finally realized that the communication was broken again.

　　 Doubt about life.JPG

　　 Did that guy really have a crush on me? !

　　 Unprecedented sense of frustration came to my heart~www.readwn.com~ He Meng made a ruthless: Goodbye!

　　 No, never see you again!

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

　　 Similarly, Wang Dashao has no shortage of pretty girls, and he is also busier than her.

　　 There are more than ten friends in the club, dozens of business partners in the society, a large number of top executives in the company, and there are not many people in the circle of Emperor Dance, but all of them are important. University classmates, beautiful young ladies in the 404 group...

　　 If you reply all of them, you don’t need to do anything else a day. It’s not enough to face your phone for 24 hours.

　　 So if not necessary, now Wang Yan rarely turns on the small chat mode.

　　 As for those friends who don’t know where they came from, it’s impossible to bother, and it’s never possible.

　　 Open a friend application at will, intending to remove the dazzling red dot-obsessive-compulsive disorder can not afford to hurt.

　　 Then, I saw a cute greeting.

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

　　 How did she know my WeChat account?

　　 Wondering, wondering, did not delay Wang Yan's quick consent.

　　 Uh, in the future, the brother’s illegitimate daughter will not be inappropriate...

　　 And she is also my sister’s best friend, I have to supervise it all the time, and I can’t let her take Zhang Yao into the wild...

　　 Happy to add, and send a smiley face.

　　 "The little fairy is sobering up? Are you afraid?"

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

　　The fate is wonderful.