little uncle

Ten years later, Beijing.

Before sunset, the dazzling afterglow passed through the floor-to-ceiling glass on the 23rd floor of Wanqing Building, and beams of scorched red light hit the man in suit and leather shoes with his hair combed back. Also jumped into the horizon.

Brilliance always hides in the dark, but Beijing is an eternal city that never sleeps, with traffic, feasting, neon lights and spotlights intersecting, decadent sounds and deafening blends.There is always fun here and there is never a shortage of excitement.

As the financial director of a hundreds of millions of listed companies with real power, young and promising men are always the focus of social occasions.At the high-level banquet of Wanqing Group, the handsome and tall Zhou Hongyuan sat among a group of "Mediterraneans" with potbellies and greasy faces. continue.The dining table culture is deeply rooted in this largest northern city in China, and no one wants to shake this inherent tradition.After three glasses of wine, the senior leaders present were three-point drunk, and their eyes became more and more cloudy, but Zhou Hongyuan's face was clear. Liquor, at least one catty can be drunk.

The leading man called Mr. Du patted Zhou Hongyuan on the shoulder, smelling of alcohol and tobacco, and Zhou Hongyuan subconsciously retreated, "Xiao Zhou, we all followed Mr. Wang for decades. Old man, Wanqing has been the pillar of Wanqing since the annual turnover was only [-] yuan, you are the youngest among us, and you are the latest one, there are some things you don’t understand.”

Zhou Hongyuan frowned, then twitched the corners of his mouth, but said nothing.

Mr. Du persisted, "You are from Peking University, you are a high-achieving student who came back from the United States, and you have lived smoothly until now. You have never suffered or suffered. We understand a little scholarly arrogance, but you also have to understand that we have suffered from rough roads. Qi Shanlin has worked so hard."

Zhou Hongyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, but finally remained silent.Airborne soldiers are not easy to do, and Zhou Hongyuan was mentally prepared for this from the very beginning.What's more, it is imperative for him to make this proposal, and it cannot be hindered by these stubborn old men relying on their nepotism with Mr. Wang.He hasn't paid attention to these fat guys.

Zhou Hongyuan didn't show much on his face, but he laughed in his heart.Mr. Du thinks he's acting out of emotion and reasoning, and Che Rulu talks non-stop all night, his mouth is going to be worn out. In the end, in Zhou Hongyuan's eyes, it's just a group of dying zombies with half a foot in the coffin for the sake of Continue to sit on a vegetarian meal and die.

Throughout the night, Zhou Hongyuan lacked interest, but he didn't bother to spoil people's interest, he just felt bored, he always disdained to fight with these people, it was really boring.

Maybe it was Mr. Du's words, or maybe it was the continuous rainy day, Zhou Hongyuan's thoughts couldn't help but drifted far away.In a daze, he thought of the yellowed past, the time of Zhouzhen covered in mud, just a few fragments flashed through his mind, and the permanent scars on his body screamed with pain and itching; After a few clips, what came to mind was the man who pulled him out of the mud, the infinite strength and tenacity contained in that thin body, and the infinite tenderness and tolerance in those deep eyes.He thought of countless days and nights of snuggling and care, of the deepest warmth and tranquility and the most desperate struggle.

This is not the first time Zhou Hongyuan thinks of Cheng Yu, and naturally it won't be the last.Cheng Yu is like a Gu worm planted in Zhou Hongyuan's blood. Although he doesn't feel it normally, with just one introduction, he can turn rivers and seas in his blood.However, an adult will not look for troubles on his own. Those things that make him sad and troubled, together with those things that he still misses, are all just unspeakable details of his life, laments of going astray in his glamorous life, Hidden in the strangeness of this steel and iron frame early in the morning.Zhou Hongyuan will always have a way to forget his kindness and guilt, and he will never lack excitement.What's more, it's not that he hasn't given Cheng Yu money in the past ten years.

From an undergraduate student at New York University to an intern at JPMorgan Chase, after graduation, Zhou Hongyuan successfully entered the only securities firm in China that can be called an investment bank. Three years later, he stood out among countless colleagues and became a billionaire. The key person in charge of Wanqing Group's IPO listing, in the end, transformed himself into the financial director of the company under one person.

This is a road full of thorns, and Zhou Hongyuan has walked it for ten years.Ten years of cold and heat, countless days and nights, although there was no sword, light or sword, he was covered in blood and tears, just because he was always alone.

Zhou Hongyuan didn't have a teacher to guide him, let alone capital to back him up. What he had was always by himself.Only by working harder than others and keeping vigilant at all times can he occupy a place in this bloodless capital world.

Fortunately, he held on.

After the dinner was over, it was still raining outside, but it was only the time from Guomao to the third ring road, and then there were lightning and thunder.Zhou Hongyuan was restless, turned the steering wheel at the intersection, turned around, and drove towards Wu Yi's blue bar.

Zhou Hongyuan is familiar with driving, put the black Valentino suit on the car seat, then stepped out of the car door with a pair of slender legs, threw the key to the parking guard, and walked towards this mottled colorful world.

Zhou Hongyuan crossed the dance floor with a gloomy face, people wearing exquisite makeup and twisting their waists, walked straight to the booth at the innermost side of the bar amidst ridicule and sighs, and saw Wu Yi, the owner of the blue bar, laughing and lying on the ground. on the chest of a strong man.

Wu Yi was wearing light makeup, and when he saw Zhou Hongyuan coming, he calmly pushed his six-pack abs behind him, sat up straight, and tapped his slender, white fingers on the glass tabletop while winking Looking at Zhou Hongyuan with great interest, he took Joe deliberately, "Mr. Zhou, it's raining heavily outside, so you're so anxious to see me?"

Zhou Hongyuan frowned and didn't speak, he pulled Wu Yi up from the booth, Wu Yi took Zhou Hongyuan's arm back, and the two disappeared into the dark bar together.

Outside the window, thunder and lightning, torrential rain pouring down, inside the suite, laments like silk, sleepless in the room.

The next day, the cloudy and rainy days in Beijing finally cleared up. The rain washed away the dirt in the air.

Zhou Hongyuan was wearing a bathrobe loosely on his body. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the busy city.Wu Yi lay on the bed and relaxed.Zhou Hongyuan didn't look back. Whenever there was a heavy rain, he always felt irritable. Although the weather cleared now, the anxiety in his heart still didn't disappear.

Wu Yi lazily called him Mr. Zhou twice. Seeing that he didn't answer in a daze, he didn't insist anymore. He put on his clothes quietly and was about to leave when Zhou Hongyuan realized that he lowered his head, but he didn't intend to greet him. or farewell.If you're a friend with benefits, why bother to put on a show afterwards.

Wu Yi raised his eyes, "Every time it rains heavily, you always come to the blue bar to look for me, can you tell me why?"

Zhou Hongyuan pursed his lips, "Wu Yi, don't you think you're being too lenient?"

Wu Yi laughed out loud, "It's nothing, I'm just curious. Brother Zhou, I've been running this bar for three years, from the age of 20 to 23, and I want to live a good life in the future. I've sold the store, let's Let's not live from now on."

Zhou Hongyuan's heart missed half a beat, and before he could move his expression, it turned into a pool of stagnant water. He nodded slightly and said, "Goodbye."

Wu Yi sighed softly, and while putting on his shoes, he whispered, "You're such an asshole, even worse than me."

Zhou Hongyuan was noncommittal, he was too lazy to compete with irrelevant people for this moment of quick talk, and what he thought over and over in his mind was, where would he find such a strict-talking and hard-working sex buddy in the future?

Wu Yi pushed open the door, and before leaving, he turned his head and asked Zhou Hongyuan softly, "Who do you think uncle is?"

Zhou Hongyuan didn't react for a while, "Huh?"

Wu Yi didn't look at him again, and said lightly, "Every time you drink too much, you always like to call him on the bed." As he said that, Wu Yi shook his head, which even made him feel ridiculous, "What are you talking about, anyway, you and I Same, no heart at all."

Zhou Hongyuan opened his mouth, thousands of words stuck in his throat, but finally he was speechless and didn't say anything.Wu Yi was right, he had no heart at all.

Zhou Hongyuan lit a cigarette, and a chill spread from the bottom of his heart, even the fingers holding the cigarette trembled unconsciously.He put out the cigarette in his hand and tightened his bathrobe, but he couldn't relieve it at all. It was clearly June, but in an instant, it felt like winter was falling.

The author has something to say:

Wu Yi is just a friend with benefits, they have no feelings for each other.This chapter lays the groundwork for the plot and explains what happened in the past ten years. The crematorium is not far away!Just to mention more, Zhou Hongyuan's promotion route is completely feasible in reality... In fact, not only brokers, but also auditors responsible for the IPO listing audit report may jump into the company after a period of time to become the financial director.Therefore, changing from a securities company or a firm to become a financial director at around 30 is not out of the realistic background.It is also feasible in reality that Zhou Hongyuan sent to study abroad and transferred to New York University.A friend of mine transferred from a 211 institution to study abroad in the United States for undergraduate studies.However, I have not verified whether NYU has such a program. ps If it's the Shuangjie party, you don't have to chase it down. Please remember that the word Yu Hua means unclean.