Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Gangzi said in embarrassment: "The weather is bad, why don't we visit the campus another day?"

Pang Yiba laughed: "The little girl finally let go, God is happy for me, this is called crying with joy! What day, just today! Let's go!"

"But this rain...you wait for me to rain, I will go find an umbrella!"

"What kind of umbrella are you looking for? I've loved being in the rain since I was a child!"

With that said, Pang Yiba walked into the rain curtain.

The students without umbrellas put their bags on their heads and ran towards the living area with a smile and a cry.

Against the flow of people, Pang Yiba walked slowly along the corridor of the campus.

What is rain?

Mom thought Dad was poor, so she ran away with someone, and Dad was mad at him.

Grandma told him to live up to expectations, so he dropped out of school, took over his father's small factory, and vowed to run it well.

He wanted mom to see it and make mom regret it.

In order to keep his father's fertilizer factory alive, at first he could only ask people to borrow money, some people politely refused, and some people just let him go.

At that time, it seemed to be raining heavily every day. He sat on the side of the road and cried, and God shed tears with him.

After being exposed to a lot of rain, I also have some experience.

When I was just a little wet, I was most afraid, but when I was completely wet, I became calm.

Bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes, and bald heads are not afraid of umbrellas.

After crying and the rain stopped, he continued to think of a way, and there was always a way.

But this time, Pang Yiba had no choice.

If the money is gone, you can make money again, and if the factory is gone, you can make a comeback.

But the girl doesn't want to be with you, you have nothing to do.

When did you become so attached to that girl?

From the first time I met her.

Originally thought that this girl was here to interview his outstanding achievements, but she discovered the problem of excessive pollution discharge, and then this girl directly taught him an ideological education class.

Pang Yiba grew up so big, no one has educated him like that.

People who are not so enlightened, and no one dares to educate him like that.

Especially after he became a big boss, most of the flatterers around him pointed to his nose and said that he belonged to a black-hearted businessman, and she was the only one.

And she didn't have a single dirty word in her mouth, and she swears so advancedly.

Pang Yiba fell completely.

I can't wait to let this little girl talk about him and scold him by his side every day.

He once suspected that he had studied for too little time, or that he had no parental discipline since he was a child, which caused him to miss the feeling of being criticized...

It's a pity that people look down on him as a big bastard and are too lazy to educate him...

Pang Yiba thought of the boy who was a soldier again, and sighed.

His roots are straight and young, he is handsome and rich.

Unlike him, who is uneducated and vulgar, wearing silk and satin is useless.

If she was a girl, she would definitely choose that kind of man, not someone like Pang Yiba.

Grandma used to say that he had a sharp mind. When I was a child, during the New Year, my grandma carried him to the door. He would memorize the couplets on other people’s doors after reading them.

Later he stopped studying, and grandma always felt sorry for him.

But Pang Yiba sometimes thinks about it, and feels that there is nothing to regret.

No one has the same path as anyone else, and others have a choice, which is their luck.

He had no choice, he was a dead end at the beginning, but he froze to revive this dead end, and he felt that he was even better.

Especially when he made a lot of money later, became a big boss, and drove a big Benz to find his mother, he felt that he had let his father out.

It's a pity that my mother died at that time, leaving only a lonely grave.

The rain was running down his face, and hot liquid gushed out of his eye sockets, and he realized that he was thinking too far.

It was raining harder and harder, and I couldn't keep my eyes open.

The rain in Haicheng was indeed more violent.

Suddenly there was the sound of pattering footsteps behind him, "Brother Yiba!"

A clear and sweet voice came vaguely from a distance.