One Man’s Power

On June 29th, Yunhai City, in a residential building next to the Huangpu River.

Guo Bojun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the entire river.

The view here is excellent, and you can have a panoramic view of the vast river, especially at night, when there are boats on the river and people on the riverside, the joy of overlooking the night scene is a feeling of satisfaction that many people can't imagine.

Guo Bojun was not in the mood to appreciate the river view.

Guo Bojun didn't want to go to the imperial capital anymore. He always felt that the special training camp was not just about training physical fitness and willpower.

Jiang Lulu?

Let's go to the imperial capital this time, will your mother see you off? Guo Bojun asked in a message.

Strictly speaking, Jiang Lulu is an intellectually disabled person. She dropped out of junior high school and stopped studying. Her family hired private tutors.

It's a pity that it didn't work, and the college entrance examination only scored more than 200 points.

And this also caused Jiang Lulu to be accompanied by her mother every time she went out, or had a personal bodyguard by her side. Not only Guo Bojun knew about it, but the whole circle knew about it, so they usually let Jiang Lulu.

Boom.

Jiang Lulu replied the message.

When Guo Bojun saw it, his heart felt cold: Jiang Lulu's mother won't send her off this time?

Yes, my mother said that I need to exercise my ability to be independent! Jiang Lulu was very happy, she felt that she had finally grown up.

Guo Bojun's face darkened, and he cursed secretly.

‘It’s useless to take medicine! '

'What kind of head do you have no points in your heart! '

Ignored Jiang Lulu's complaints.

he turned his head,

The self-made father is eating steamed stuffed buns, drinking soy milk, and browsing the news on his tablet.

dad.

Guo Bojun said in a low voice: I want to take care of the company's affairs with my elder brother, and I can also be an assistant.

The middle-aged man took a sip of soy milk and shook his head in silence.

Guo Bojun laughed miserably: You don't let me manage the subsidiary company, and you don't let me help the eldest brother, so why did you ask me to go back to China? I'm living abroad and living a good life.

The middle-aged and elderly man with graying temples looked sideways at Guo Bojun.

What you eat,

You drink,

What you're wearing,

All the flowers you live in and play with are given to you by your family. Once you've had enough fun, come back and get down to business. You can't keep playing, and I won't allow it.

heard the words.

Guo Bojun's face turned pale: Business? I think taking over the family business is business.

Come here, sit here. The middle-aged man looked away from the government affairs news, and beckoned to his third son, Guo Bojun, motioning him to sit down and talk.

Guo Bojun sat obediently beside him.

who I am.

The middle-aged man asked directly.

Guo Bojun hesitated for a moment, then obediently said: Are you my father, or...

Then what's the problem? You still know that I'm your father. The middle-aged and elderly man with slightly white hair on his temples gave Guo Bojun two cups of special soy milk and continued to read the news on the web.

Well.

Guo Bojun took a sip of the sweet soy milk.

yes.

With a flash of inspiration, he understood. Even if his father didn't like him, or was disappointed with him, it wouldn't hurt his own son.

After drinking two cups of soy milk, Guo Bojun got dressed and went out. Before leaving, he had to comfort his girlfriends, and he didn't expect to return until the end of the year.

certainly.

Guo Bojun wanted to return to Yunhai earlier.

That means he can start to take over the family business.

...

Yunhai University of Finance and Economics, male dormitory building.

Yo!

Benefactor Tang is back to learn the scriptures!

Wu Jie, who was doing push-ups in the small living room of the dormitory, jumped up instantly, stepped to the door, opened the door, and tried to hug Tang Hong, but Tang Hong avoided him with a look of disgust.

Wu Jie was sad: My heart hurts so much.

Tang Hong curled his lips and smiled, You obviously want to use me as a towel!

Wu Jie was wearing a vest, not to mention sweating, and his hands were also dirty.

hey-hey.

Wu Jie shrugged: Today is Saturday, let's go out to barbecue together?

The one with self-service barbecue? Tang Hong lifted his chin and shook his head: That one doesn't have Coke Sprite, so I'll treat you to a buffet today.

Wu Jie's eyes lit up: Really!

Without waiting for Tang Hong to say anything, Wu Jie pushed open the wooden door of the bedroom like the wind, and picked up Zeng Li who was still lying on the bed and Han Shibin who was sitting cross-legged on the bed playing games.

What are you doing? Han Shibin was unhappy.

Don't delay my sleep... Zeng Li reluctantly continued to cover himself with the quilt.

Wu Jie continued: Let's have a big meal, Tang Hong treats you.

There was a moment of silence.

Swish!

The quilt was flung open.

Zeng Li said calmly while arranging his fluffy hair, It's okay without meat.

Actually, it's okay without meat. Han Shibin answered in a dazed way: Well, brothers, can you wait for me to finish this game?

how long.

Wu Jie didn't look up.

Han Shibin frantically clicked the mouse: Ten minutes, ten minutes is definitely enough.

Alright, just wash your face. Zeng Li kicked the quilt to the end of the bed, kicked it into a ball, and slowly took the tooth cup to wash.

Seeing Tang Hong, Zeng Li laughed.

oops.

With one less person sharing the electricity bill, we can't afford to turn on the air conditioner now. Zeng Li really wanted to ask where Tang Hong lived now.

Don't rent a single room, it's better to live in a dormitory.

Tang Hong blinked his eyes: Now I turn on the central air conditioner and blow a small wind every day. It's so cold that people cover the quilt.

Tsk tsk, a rich man.

Zeng Li only thought Tang Hong was joking, and after brushing his teeth, he took out a few shirts from the cabinet and compared them, choosing a lotus-colored shirt.

It was a hot summer day at the end of June, and the weather was too hot.

Wearing a dark shirt will definitely get you soaked.

correct.

Zeng Li buttoned up his shirt: What shall we eat later?

Seafood and steak buffet, in a nearby hotel. The rating is not bad. Tang Hong looked at the food list of Dianping, and he felt that the rating was more accurate than that of Meituan.

Zeng Li was startled.

He has been to that place, and the consumption is not low, hundreds of dollars per person.

Actually, there is no need to treat guests. Zeng Li tugged at the hem of his shirt.

I've bought them all, lunch coupons.

Tang Hong shook the phone, smiling, and the prominent arm muscles made Zeng Li stunned again.

Wait until the party is over.

Zeng Li and Wu Jie watched Tang Hong walk into the entrance of the subway station, and asked Han Shibin to take a taxi back to school together.

you say……

Zeng Li rubbed his fingers: Did Tang Hong win the lottery?

Zeng Li's family is very good, but he doesn't care about this little consumption. But they lived together for three years, and he thought he knew Tang Hong quite well. The living expenses were 2,000 per month, and he had a girlfriend Jiao Xiaoyu before.

The past two months have been relatively good, but I can't stand the treat: I just read the bill, and the four of us spent a small two thousand.

What kind of internship?

It's worth celebrating like this.

Zeng Li wondered, he proposed the AA system, but Tang Hong rejected it.

Besides, it's not very good, it seems that Zeng Li has money and insists on treating guests.

Could it be that he is the god-man with an internship salary of 30,000 Chinese currency? Zeng Li scratched his head. The class counselor had already said that it was a rumor.

False news.

Moreover, the news was very strange, and no one knew who sent it.

I wonder too.

Wu Jie glanced at Han Shibin who was sitting in the front row of the Didi car. Han Shibin was busy chatting with the young lady on WeChat, all kinds of emoticons filled his field of vision.

In the past, it was Han Shibin who knew Tang Hong best.

Today is different. On the contrary, Wu Jie, Zeng Li and Tang Hong have the best relationship.

correct.

Wu Jie leaned over to Zeng Li and said softly, I often think of that car key now, it seems not so fake.

Wu Jie remembered the fake key, and Zeng Li also remembered it clearly.

The key?

Not so fake?

Zeng Li opened his mouth, knowing and stunned: Impossible.

Ask him next semester.

Wu Jie looked out the window, the street scene receded, and the afternoon sun shone on this international modern city full of flowers.

...

Countdown to training camp: one day.