Chapter 150 The Goldfish who died unjustly!

The whole northern hemisphere has begun to enter autumn, and many places near the north have gradually begun to be dyed with the unique color of autumn, while the weather in the south is in the hottest stage of the year.

In a tourist resort in Shenzhen, in a pavilion near the sea, two men, wearing casual shorts and sweatshirts, were quietly drinking iced tea.

"Brother Long, what do you think of this place? Are you interested in buying a piece of land here? One of the foreigners, speaking fluent Chinese, looked at the sea not far away and smiled;

"This is a good place for a vacation! If I'm old, I really want to consider living here! You know that people are in our north, and old people are most afraid of winter!" The middle-aged man put down the cup in his hand and looked at the rough sea with an indifferent face.

"Ha ha... Brother Long, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it? With your wealth, you can still live a summer life every day when you are old! How can you make us poor feel embarrassed by saying this? A foreign man in his thirties smiled bitterly.

Long Kun didn't give any expression to this foreigner who spent money to buy a football team just to satisfy his dispensable love. Because he thinks it's a waste. How elegant and sad the words come from his mouth always give people a taste of being trampled.

Seeing Long Kun half squinting and looking forward, a foreigner named Ying Hua in Chinese looked at the latter and said patiently curiously, "Brother Long, your company is all over China, and there are so many commercial buildings. I'm curious why you would rather be empty than cooperate with me?"

When he came to his senses, Long Kun looked at the other sideways and said seriously, "You're wrong. Those places have never been free!" It's just that I haven't found my collaborator yet..."

Ying Hua smiled bitterly, "Brother Long, I don't understand what you said! Is there anyone who can satisfy you with the price more than me?"

"No! I would be happy to do business with people like you! But some things can't be measured from the perspective of doing business. The existence of some things has been set long before it appeared, and it has nothing to do with money..." Long Kun smiled faintly at the collaborator who didn't like but had tens of millions of cooperation projects.

"Oh... I don't understand! Sometimes you Chinese really don't understand things! Obviously, simple things are always so complicated!" Ying Hua shook his head and smiled bitterly. A helpless face.

An hour later, Long Kun returned to his room. After explaining to his assistant, he flew directly to Yanjing at three o'clock in the afternoon.

In a quiet study, Yinghua lay on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in one hand and a big American cigar in the other. The bookshelf is full of hundreds of books such as General History of China, Five Thousand Years of China, Twenty-four History, Source of Chinese Human Nature and so on.

At this time, standing opposite Yinghua was an enchanting Chinese woman, wearing a cheongsam, which fully reflected her plump figure. At this time, there was smoke in the room. The woman opened the window to breathe, and then sat next to Ying Hua and gently pinched his shoulder.

"Xiao Ai, why do you think you Chinese are so difficult to understand?" After a long silence, the man squeezed out such a sentence.

"Chinese thought is relatively traditional, and this tradition has lasted for 5,000 years. It is like a magnificent dragon. In front of it, how small human beings are. It is completely impossible to end it all at once! Sometimes it's difficult for us to understand each other, not to mention you!" The woman had a quiet smile on her face, and her eyes were full of color.

If a person had said this, maybe this typical American would have cursed long ago, because in their minds, there is nothing that is not a topic that can't be studied. But in front of this woman, he will only choose to acquiesce.

Yanjing Red Top Club, in the special box, the window door is closed, and a room full of smoke.

Sitting on the sofa, Mu Fan, who didn't stand in front of the window and look outside for the first time, stretched out, looked at Niu Qian with a strange expression, and asked calmly, "What was yesterday's incident? The other party won't take a step?"

"Yesterday, the deputy director of the Industry and Commerce Bureau was a big shot who could be reached by various means. He talked about all the conditions. Even the shares of the three clubs gave up part, but he still didn't have enough to feed. He said that we should invest in a public welfare fund, so that he could take the way for us! Looking at the old boy's typical official tone, I really want to reincarn him with a knife!" With that, Niu Qian, who had always been steady, punched the table. Full of indignation.

"The public welfare fund seems to be a good deed, but it's not a start-up company, but an institution that has been perfected in various projects! If you want to operate, you need at least a golden mountain to maintain it! After this action, the accumulated family money is almost consumed!" Niu Kun touched his bald head with a helpless face.

Mu Fan pondered that half of the smoke in his hand had burned. The little tiger and the other three could not help. They also leaned against the wall very quietly and sat in the corner playing with the dagger. At this time, Xu Chong, who had been standing quietly at the door, threw away the cigarette butt, stamped it out with his foot, and flicked off the soot from the cuffs. It seemed that several people looked at Mu Fan, who was meditating, and said in a heavy tone; "Brother, I'll leave the money to me..."

Niu Qian and others were stunned. Since the major industries were united, Xu Chong's assets have become the public. During this period, it can be said that a large part of all the expenses came from him. Now how many Niu Qian and others still have a number in their hearts.

"Don't be too reluctant!" Mu Fan looked at Xu Chong gently and sighed;

"Do your best..." Xu Chong smiled bitterly. Although he tried his best to cover it up, Mu Fan could still detect a trace of struggle from his face.

Xu Chong gestured and left quietly. Several people looked at each other and said nothing. Mu Fan walked to the window and watched Xu Chong drive away.

Yanjing University has a public course today, the theme of which is the existing Chinese economic system and financial system.

"In the existing Chinese economic system and financial system, the result of the economic transformation and upgrading of the Tongzhou model is that the high-end industry is not introduced, the middle-end industry is transferred out, the low-end industry remains local, and the whole industrial chain is gradually low-end. Since this century, the "Wenzhou model" that led the development of the times in the past has quietly changed, and has been increasingly submerged or derogated as " speculation" by "stock market death squads", "house speculation groups", "coal speculation", "mine speculation", "garlic speculation" and other " speculation". In recent years, this Tongzhou hype army has attacked cities and places, which has changed the color of "Tongzhou's travel capital" in various places. In this process, private usury has become more and more intense, and has finally formed a "money speculation" trend in recent years. The result is the continuous exposure of private loan cases, boss running away, suicide and other phenomena.

"The past economic model has completed its historical mission, and what China needs now is to find a new economic model, and this new economic model will be given a new historical mission to promote the higher-level improvement of the entire Chinese economic system..." /P>

At this time, in a large lecture hall that can accommodate more than 300 people, more than a dozen freshmen in the Department of Economics came here to listen to the class with the curiosity that had just entered college life, and their faces were more of the thirst for knowledge left by the third year of high school. But after an hour passed, their fragile thirst for knowledge had fallen asleep.

On the stage, a man in his early thirties was giving a speech full of **, and the brilliance in his eyes made it difficult to imagine that he only had more than a dozen listeners. In addition to the gorgeous handwriting on the blackboard, there is also the handsome face of the man that attracts the students off the stage.

The two-hour public class was over. After more than a dozen students said goodbye to the teacher, there were only two people left in the huge classroom, the teacher and the girl in the last row.

At this time, the girl stood up and walked to the front row with a few books in her arms. She looked up at the young man who was still meditating on the theory she wrote on the blackboard. He smiled and said, "Sunior, after such a long time, your views in the field of the economic system are still so unique!"

The young man woke up from meditation and turned to look at the other party. Long before class, he had noticed this beautiful girl, but at this time, after close contact, he still had an amazing feeling.

"Have you heard my class before?" The young man said curiously;

"I'm from the Department of Economic Management at level 05. I'm three years later than you. I've heard your class several times, but it's a pity that I haven't heard your lecture since you graduated later. It's been a few years!" The girl smiled faintly and smiled like a flower.

"Thank you for your compliment!" Young people don't like it or worry.

"I'm Su Yan. There will be a lot of questions in the future. I hope you can give me more advice! I should go. Goodbye!" The girl looked at her watch and walked apologetically to the door.

"Su Yan.... Su Yan..." Listening to this familiar name, the young man fell into meditation. Suddenly, his eyes were slightly stared and he muttered, "Su Yupiao, the clouds are around, and Su Yan locks the bridge! Is that you, Su Yan?"

Suddenly, a familiar bitterness surged into his heart. The young man, who had always been resolute, looked up at the door, and his distant back was hazy for the bitter time a long time.

After Su Yan left the classroom, she was not in a hurry to go home, but left Yanjing University and took a bus to the residential area not far from the school. Because cars are not allowed here, Su Yan got out of the car and walked a long way before coming to a gate. From the outside, through the iron fence, you can see that the small courtyard is full of flowers and plants, and the courtyard is well organized.

Su Yan came to the door and rang the doorbell. Soon a girl in her twenties came out to open the door. This girl has been met by Su Yan. She is a hired nanny.

Opening the iron door, the girl looked at Su Yan standing in front of her. A sweet smile immediately appeared on her ugly face. She went up and took Su Yan's hand and said happily, "Sister Su Yan! You haven't been here for a long time! I heard the old man say that you are coming today, but I still don't believe it! Come in quickly! The old man is angry. I can't control it!"

Saying that the girl just pulled Su Yan into the door. As soon as I got to the courtyard, I heard an old man roaring.

"Sanya, come here and say you won't let you feed my fish, and you still feed it!" You are still full when you are full, not to mention my fish! You want to make me so angry! Your salary is gone this month..."

"What's going on?" Su Yan looked at the ugly Sanya gently and asked curiously;

"The old man's favorite little goldfish are dead. There have been such cases before, and they are all fed by the old man to death! But he always forgets that he has fed it! I didn't watch the old man last night. He fed him once before going to the toilet in the middle of the night, and fed him again when he came back from the toilet! When I got up this morning, all the goldfish died!" Sanya has a bitter face and a helpless face.

"The teacher's condition is getting worse and worse!" Su Yan sighed softly, and then walked in with Sanya.

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