Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

　　 There was still heavy snow outside the classroom, and the snow flying all over the sky dyed everything white, and it was a vast expanse of white. The line of sight was limited to no more than 20 meters.

　　 When Shen Jiannan walked down the stairs, Tang Jiefang's back was no longer visible, only the footprints on the ground proved that he had really come just now.

　　 "Please have tea!"

　　 Shen Jiannan showed a weird look at the corner of his mouth. According to Tang Jiefang's commentary, he actually said that he was invited to drink tea. How can this be wrong?

　　 "Isn't someone really old and not old, right?"

　　 Shen Jiannan grinned.

　　 It's a pity that Tang Jiefang is not here. If you let him know about Shen Jiannan's nasty thoughts, he will surely wipe out all the white teeth of this boy.

　　 After walking on the snow for about ten minutes, Shen Jiannan walked out of the school gate.

　　 Goose feathers were thrown down, and the weather was very cold. In Shen Jiannan’s memory, there has never been such a heavy snow in the winter of the magic city, and it has never been so cold. Standing outside the gate of the school, Shen Jiannan rubbed his hands and looked around. It was a pity that, except for a black Santana sedan that was parked on the side of the road, there was nothing nearby.

　　 Song Xiaodan hasn't arrived yet.

　　 Shen Jiannan raised his eyebrows, somehow took the blood from someone else, and then asked someone to borrow money after taking the blood. This is a bit untrue.

　　 "Woman!"

　　 Shen Jiannan looked around with his mouth mixed and waited for a shelter to find a place to avoid the wind. For women, you can forgive him if you don’t take a blood from someone on time.

　　 But at this moment, the nearby Santana, whose engine had not been extinguished, drove over slowly.

　　 Soon he got out of the car from the back door under an umbrella. He was a middle-aged man about fifty years old. He looked very generous with a gray windbreaker over his suit and leather shoes. He walked straight to Shen Jiannan and said.

　　 "Hello, I am Song Jun."

　　 paused, the middle-aged man added.

　　 "Song Xiaodan's father."

　　 A strange color flashed in Shen Jiannan's eyes.

　　 Poussin version 87, the people who can drive this car this year are by no means ordinary people.

　　 But Shen Jiannan didn't have too many surprises. From Song Xiaodan's dress and temperament, he had long guessed that Song Xiaodan's house was definitely not ordinary, otherwise he would not be able to wear the imported Nizi coat.

　　 As for Song Jun’s identity, Shen Jiannan is not even surprised. At the first sight of Song Jun, he probably guessed who Song Jun is.

　　 is too similar to Song Xiaodan, especially those eyes are almost exactly the same.

　　 The same Danfeng eyes can see the inner pair, and the eyes are also bright and shiny. If you want to tell the difference, Song Xiaodan's eyes are clearer, and Song Jun's eyes are very restrained.

　　 Is this coming to beat the mandarin ducks or to threaten to warn?

　　 What a cliche plot!

　　 "Hello, this is Shen Jiannan."

　　 The answer of neither humble nor babble made Song Jun's eyes flashed a strange color.

　　 Shen Jiannan's reaction was too calm, and his calmness completely exceeded Song Jun's expectations.

"You ever met me?"

"No?"

　　 "......"

　　 Song Jun didn't answer the conversation directly, he spoke after carefully looking at Shen Jiannan's eyes for a few seconds.

　　 "I hope you can forgive me, please excuse me."

　　 "I understand."

　　 "......"

　　Shen Jiannan’s reaction surprised Song Jun. This made him not know how to say the words he prepared for a while. After a moment of silence, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and asked.

　　 "Do you smoke?"

　　 The soft China in the red box, this cigarette is a good cigarette in any age.

　　 Shen Jiannan said very simply.

　　 "Pump."

　　 Song Jun took out a cigarette and handed it to Shen Jiannan. Shen Jiannan took it.

　　 "Are you on fire?"

"Did not bring."

　　 Song Jun took the lighter from his pocket and handed it over.

　　 "wipe, wipe, wipe..."

　　 After several hits, the kerosene cotton-hearted lighter finally gave off sparks, and Shen Jiannan caught the flames and lit the smoke.

　　 took a deep breath, the feeling of smoke entering the body made Shen Jiannan feel dizzy.

　　 "Ahem..."

　　 "Don't smoke often?"

　　 asked Song Jun who was also smoking.

　　 "I haven't smoked recently."

　　 "......"

There was no rattling, no guard against each other, no one took the initiative to speak, Song Jun neither said his intentions, Shen Jiannan did not ask Song Jun what to do with him, the two people who met for the first time stood in the wind and snow like old friends. Smoke and chat.

　　 "This year's snow is really big."

　　 "Yes. I'm afraid it will happen once every ten years at least."

　　 "No, I still remember that there was such a heavy snow when I was a child, and it seems that the time is more than ten years."

　　 "......"

　　 "......"

　　 chatting, smoking a cigarette, and a cigarette soon came to an end under the gust of wind, and the conversation between the two stopped.

　　 silence.

　　 In the silence, a raging breath began to spread.

　　 No one took the initiative to speak, Song Jun squinted his eyes and looked directly at Shen Jiannan, and Shen Jiannan also refused to let him observe Song Jun.

　　 Finally, Song Jun took the lead to break this deadlock, he said.

　　 "I went to find your principal before I came to you just now."

"Ok?"

　　 Shen Jiannan's eyes narrowed.

　　 A faint color flashed in Song Jun's eyes carefully watching Shen Jiannan's every move.

　　 Shen Jiannan's reaction was too abnormal. There was neither irritation nor resentment, nor the excitement and upset that a young man should have.

　　 "Principal Tang promised me to help you get a regular at the end of the month."

　　 Song Jun said, casually glanced at Shen Jiannan again.

　　 This time, Shen Jiannan gave a response, and his thick eyebrows picked up naturally.

　　 It takes a year for an ordinary teacher to become a regular teacher. I can help you with one sentence, so I hope you recognize the gap with my family.

　　 This is what Song Jun conveyed.

　　 Overwhelm people with power.

　　 It is obvious that Song Jun is using power to suppress people, but Song Jun's power to suppress people is very smart, which makes people unable to find any problems and feels that the mountains are standing still.

　　 If it was the former Shen Jiannan, it would be impossible to remain indifferent, whether he cares or not, if he is a man. But unfortunately, the current Shen Jianan is no longer the former Shen Jiannan. Although he is a man, he has always considered himself a shameless man.

　　 So, after this guy raised his eyebrows, he didn't respond at all.

　　 If there is any reaction, it is almost laughed.

　　Unexpected, angry.

　　 After the accident, Song Jun's eyes flashed uncontrollably with a trace of annoyance, both the annoyance of miscalculation again and the annoyance of Shen Jiannan's unknowingly promoting.

　　 Song Jun learned about Shen Jiannan's information very early, and his self-esteem is particularly strong and distorted. Because of the poor family conditions, he has always cared about the gap with others. People like UU reading www.uukanshu.com have one thing in common: their nerves are both fragile and sensitive. He can easily break that nerve line just by showing a little bit of pressure.

　　 But now, his judgment seems to be wrong, and Shen Jiannan's reaction is obviously mocking him.

　　 Song Jun subconsciously squinted his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he continued.

　　 "If you do well at work, you can be promoted next year."

　　 "......"

　　 This time, Shen Jiannan lacked even the slightest response.

　　 "......"

　　 The irritation in Song Jun's eyes turned into anger. He had seen someone who didn't know how to promote him, and it was the first time he saw someone who didn't know how to promote him like Shen Jiannan. But his identity can't say anything harsh. He can't afford to talk harshly with an ordinary teacher or someone who is not even a formal teacher.

　　 Song Jun did not notice that the rhythm of the conversation between the two had been unknowingly controlled by Shen Jiannan, he suppressed angrily.

　　 "You don't ask why Principal Tang promised me to help you get a regular at the end of the month?"

　　 Everyone knows what level the president of a university is.

　　 Shen Jiannan also knew that if Tang Jiefang were placed in a place, he would be able to become a member of the party, but since Tang Jiefang could agree to Song Jun’s conditions, many things are self-evident.

　　 So, he asked very cooperatively.

　　 "Why?"

　　 "Because I donated 200,000 yuan to your school."

　　 "Hahaha..."

　　 Shen Jiannan laughed wildly.

　　 "Uncle Song, oh, no, Mr. Song, in fact, Mr. Song, you don't have to be so troublesome. Really, if you just want me to stop pestering Song Xiaodan, you can give me the 200,000 directly."

　　 "......"