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Lin Qinhan turned out to be the son of Secretary Lin. They also offended An Yajing and stripbed Lin Zongheng, who had not yet been discharged from the hospital. They are brothers.
It is true that the two are brothers, but Lin Qinhan is a concubine and Lin Zongheng is the eldest son. Although Secretary Lin loves the concubine very much for some reasons, when it comes to some important choices, the one who died must be Lin Qinhan, and it will never be Lin Zongheng.
The Lin brothers have never been in harmony. Since childhood, Lin Qinhan, who lost his mother early has always been secretly bullied by Lin Zongheng and his mother. After he told his father several times that he was not fair but got more violent revenge, he has given up his fantasy.
In Lin Qinhan's heart, no one in the Lin family has anything to do with him. He only needs interests and nothing else. If there is such a chance one day, he will repay the so-called father, mother, and brother fiercely!
Lin Qinhan is very scheming and a cruel guy, but Zhang Yuan's principle of not being friends with a scheming person has come up with a special case on this guy.
Zhang Yuan thinks this guy is very interesting. Without such a friend, his life is really much less colorful.
So, the two scum, who were so shameless and dirty, came together and began their despicable journey of scratching the wall and spitting blood!
In this international student incident, Zhang Yuan and Lin Qinhan joined hands, but few people knew the truth.
The two's rules of doing things happen exactly the same: low-key, low-key, and then low-key.
The solution of the international student incident is relatively perfect, but Zhang Yuan and Lin Qinhan have no pleasure. The role they played in this matter is not honorable. The people who solve this matter are not them, but those above them.
How can the game of the upper class be known by these ordinary people? Not to mention participation.
Lin Qinhan is a very smart guy, but generally, others think he is a little bold, and sometimes he feels a little hout, not knowing that it is his disguise.
Lin Qinhan is very optimistic about Zhang Yuan's Internet cafe. He is also a loyal reader of Purple Night Star River, so the second "Purple Night Star River" Internet cafe opened near the railway station a month after the opening of the main store in the square community, three or four times larger than the main store.
Lin Qinhan invested 500,000 yuan and owns 20% of the shares of two Purple Night Xinghe Internet cafes. In the future, he opened branches and injected funds from the profits of Internet cafes.
Wang Yanhezhuang owns 10% of the shares of potential Internet cafes and Ziye Xinghe Internet cafes. In the future, the branches will also share according to this. The remaining 70% of the shares, Zhang Yuan is hanging on Gan Tingting. As for who Gan Tingting is, no one knows, but they only heard him say that she is a cousin.
Zhang Yuan was very secretive about Gan Tingting, and Lin Qinhan and Wang Yan Hezhuang did not ask deeply. They only joked that the so-called cousin was probably his little honey. Zhang Yuanfu smiled and the topic stopped.
Lin Qinhan has a lot of free time, and he studied financial and market management. Zhang Yuan simply handed over the newly established Purple Night Xinghe Network Co., Ltd. to him for management, while Wang Yan and He Zhuang only care about specific things.
The two guys, King of Yan and Zhuangzi, were very happy to shoot Tang Er Shao. They appreciated their understanding and diligence, and taught them things as soon as they were free. The three of them were happy to shoot and teach, and the three of them were happy.
The finance of Ziye Xinghe Network Company is a friend of Gan Tingting as an accountant. His name is Zhu Xiantao, an unusually dull and sharp girl.
For the time being, it seems that Zhu Xiantao, a * accountant, is a little talented and useless to serve a small company, but she only regards this job as a help. Zhang Yuan doesn't have to feel embarrassed about the nature of a part-time job. She has her own favor.
In the matter of hanging the company's shares under the name of Gan Tingting, the girl was very resistant at first. She liked the gifts from Zhang Yuan, no matter how noble or cheap, but the company obviously went beyond this category.
Later, after Zhang Yuanhua's clever words took a long time, Gan Tingting finally relieved. He understood her touching and sadness, but there were some things he couldn't say clearly.
When Zhang Yuan saw that Gan Tingting finally figured it out and no longer resisted that the company's shares were given to her, he suddenly decided: even if he had an accident in the future, she could live well even if she didn't rely on her family. At the same time, with her *, in case Lin Qinhan went crazy and wanted to do something, he could guarantee Wang Yanhezhuang's profit. The benefits are not damaged.
After finishing the matter of Ziye Xinghe Company, Zhang Yuan put down a matter of concern.
On An Yajing's side, Zhang Yuan will also have some arrangements. In fact, the little goblin can live well even if it is not arranged. He absolutely has this confidence in her. What he believes more is that once he disappears from this world, it will be difficult for that stupid girl to survive alone!
Zhang Yuan, whether for An Yajing and Gan Tingting, or for his family and friends, whether in this world or in the extinction, he must live well and live well.
At the end of August, Gan Tingting and her sexy beautiful mentor went abroad to attend the medical exchange meeting. Zhang Yuan left Bincheng and came to the capital.
This is the Nth time Zhang Yuan has come to the capital. An Yajing and Zhu Fangyou have also gone abroad. They went to participate in a large art exhibition, accompanied by Yingning and Ying Tian, as well as some people in the art world.
Whever it is Gan Tingting or An Yajing, there will never be a lack of deep bodyguards around them, which is also a detail that Zhang Yuan has long found but pretended not to see.
There is no need for Zhang Yuan to worry about the safety of the two girls!
In the morning, Zhang Yuan came out of the rental room, had breakfast on the street, and took the bus to the talent market.
It's very profitable to open an Internet cafe in the capital, but Lin Qinhan is responsible for this matter. He wants to start a new career, but now he has no clue. He didn't go to An Yajing or a beautiful woman's house, nor did he live in a hotel or apartment. He rented such an almost cheapest small bungalow in order to let himself return to zero and look for opportunities from the lowest point.
Sometimes when you stand high, you will ignore a lot of things that are easy to find.
The talent market in Beijing where Zhang Yuan lives.
It is said that this is the largest talent market in the capital. Zhang Yuan saw the bustling crowd and felt that this statement was true. The flow of people alone was huge than the two talent markets after he got off the bus yesterday.
There were many people selling talent market newspapers at the gate. Zhang Yuan bought two copies and turned them over. He didn't see anything, so he followed the crowded crowd into the entrance of the slope leading to the underground, bought a ticket, and found that he spent two yuan for nothing. The talent market newspaper was given away with the ticket. There is no need to spend money.
Nang Xipi, Zhang Yuan cursed in his heart. He doesn't care about money, but the feeling of being deceived is very uncomfortable.
The temperature in Beijing is at least five or six degrees higher than that in Bincheng. When Zhang Yuan came, Bincheng was still full of white arms and thighs all over the street. The arms and thighs here are obviously N times more than those on Bincheng Street, and they are whiter and more watery, and the owners of the arms and thighs are more beautiful.
brings together women from all over the country who think that they have some capital to develop gold. It is not surprising that there are more beautiful women in the capital than Bincheng. It would be strange if they were not as good as Bincheng!
While admiring women and girls who are far inferior to his own women, Zhang Yuan finally entered the talent market with a long and crowded team. There were more people in it, so that the air conditioner lost its function. Almost everyone was sweating. The underground air was not good, and now it is even more stuffy. Irritable.
Zhang Yuan handed over many resumes and couldn't help leaving the talent market. It happened that there was a book market in the earth, so he bought tickets to go shopping to see if he could find some good books.
Zhang Yuan came to a booth and seriously studied the so-called art of women's bodies. His serious and focused look inspired several bold uncles. They also appreciated the smooth and white so-called art, which was fucking sweating and hardened.
These art admirers have been despised by all female customers, as well as some jealous and cowardly male customers. In the end, Zhang Yuan, who has a strong psychological quality, continues to appreciate it.
The uncle who sold the book was unhappy. He said, "Hey, sir, you have been reading it for more than half an hour. Do you want to buy it or not?"
Zhang Yuan said without raising his head, "Whish or not, isn't your book here for people to see? Since it's art, isn't it just for people to appreciate?"
The uncle held his glasses and said seriously, "If you really know how to appreciate it, I can appreciate it as you like, but can you understand it? I think you are reading this book as a yellow pictorial.
Those customers look this way and plan to see the bustle. It's too boring. It's a good choice to find a bustle.
Zhang Yuan pointed to the cover of the large blood-spray photography collection and said, "First of all, the choice of the cover is not good. It looks very attractive, but the color is too soft and lacks a sense of impact. The angle selection is too explicit and vulgar. The model's expression is too stiff. She wants to laugh more faintly, but it looks like The man twisted a little and was full of helplessness!"
Zhang Yuan glanced at the audience with different expressions around him, and finally fell on the uncle who had no expression and said, "I'm really speechless and very disappointed that such a famous publishing house has published such unclass works. I will not buy any publications of this publishing house in the future. They lack The minimum social morality. In addition to making people blush and heartbeat, this thing can also see the art of fart! That is, a ridiculously expensive promise and pictorial of luxurious decoration!"
After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he continued to look through it and said, "However, if you can watch it for free every day, I don't think men will mind appreciating this so-called bullshit art. According to the theory of some experts now, the real holy place of art is not Paris or *, but a bathhouse.
The crowd laughed, and the uncle who sold the book also laughed and said, "Young man, are you too cynical? There are still some artists who are engaged in real art, and there are also several very good works in this collection.