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Baochan called Han Wenshan and Du Laogui a brother, but he asked Kuangzheng to work for them and listen to their orders on big and small matters. He was reluctant: "You made Wanrong Zhenhui by yourself, why do you leave?"

It wasn't that Kuangzheng wanted to leave, but the head office killed the donkey and forced him to take the private money from him: "If I don't leave, I will be the second old white, or even worse."

In the final analysis, Wanrong Zhenhui is not owned by him, but Wanrong Group. I understand this truth: "Brother, as long as you don't leave by yourself, with your ability, who can drive you away?"

Kuang Zheng didn't understand what he meant.

"You have been in Wanrong Zhenhui for a day, and you will be the president," said Baozhan and the rich man as brothers and sisters. They have been in the wealth circle and seen a lot. They are no longer the silly little actors of the past. No matter how powerful Wanrong is, he can't overwhelm the entire financial industry, there will always be a time when you turn back."

Kuang Zheng was stunned, staring at him without blinking.

"To put it bluntly, wait until you use the resources of the private bank to pave the way for yourself," Baochan said in a tone that would kill people without blood, but in a gossip tone, "people, projects, customers, Who do you want to take with you?"

But you can't just "run for your life" in such a desperate way, and it has become a joke in the financial street.

"What Lao Bai can't do," he stood up straight, with the courage of Lin Chong and Qin Qiong, "we may not be able to do it."

Come along with Wan Rong and walk with your head held high!Kuang Zheng looked at him in disbelief, that simple Baochan, who had suffered in the entertainment circle, who had come out of misunderstanding and hurt, had really grown up.

"I..." Kuang Zheng was momentarily at a loss for words, "I'll think about it."

"Well," Baozhan said gently, without forcing him, "Should we advance or retreat, let's take a step back and think about it."

The silk pajamas were dirty, he felt embarrassed, covered his hands and went to the bathroom, looked at the watery back, grabbed his cell phone, and called Bai Yinwu.

"Hey," the other side answered, and the first sentence was, "You boy, you didn't resign."

A capable person has a temper. According to Kuangzheng's temper, it is impossible for him to endure this humiliation. As a master, Bai Yinwu watched him fall into the same situation as himself, and to tell the truth, he did not want him to go his own way.

Kuang Zheng smiled, "My brother told me to wait."

Brother, he was talking about Bao Chan, Bai Yinwu was a little surprised, Kuang Zheng was too calm when facing all this: "I may not know you well enough, when I drove you to the private bank, you also stood up."

"That's Baochan too," Kuang Zheng looked towards the bathroom, "Let me not care about good or bad, just catch up first."

Bai Yinwu did not expect that a suitable love can change a person: "You have found a good... partner."

Baozhan is the greatest achievement of Kuangzheng's life. He used simplicity to resolve his arrogance, and gentleness to resolve his rigidity. He helped him steer his life, and he did so much, but he was loud and silent. He was like water. It follows the situation, but it is enough to wear stones.

"Without him," Kuang Zheng said, "I would not be where I am today."

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A few days later, when the show was over at night, Baochan went to the Chosun Hotel again. He couldn't let go of his golden voice, and that miserable and bad boy.

In the noisy back kitchen aisle, the boy was carrying vegetables, heavy physical work, he was sweating profusely, when he looked up and saw Bao Chan, he turned around blankly and wanted to leave.

"Huo Bandit!" Bao Chan called his name.

The kid stopped, dropped the vegetable box with a bang, and came over aggressively, Baochan subconsciously backed up to the corner, and was punched in the ear by his fist: "Are you asking about me?"

Baochan felt a hostility from him, rough and fierce, a type of person he had never been in contact with: "I want to talk to you."

"I don't have time to chat with you," Huo Bandit glanced at Bao Chan's neckline, as if he had never beaten anyone in a suit and leather shoes, and didn't know where to start, "Let me see you again, and I'll give you a discount on the bridge of your nose!"

He was bluffing, he didn't dare, "I'm afraid to talk," Bao Chan urged him, "Isn't it?"

"Tch," the kid laughed, not being fooled by him, "what are you trying to do with me?"

The seventeen-eight child is full of exchanges, "I want you to have a good voice."

"Go away, how much is your voice worth?"

"Can you do it if you have money?"

"I'm rich," Huo Bandit scratched at the short, long hair, "I'll sell you my life."

Baochan looked at him very close, with a pair of fiery eyes, so beautiful: "I have no money."

"Fuck," Huo Bandit pulled up the collar of his suit, "I knew you rich people were all fucked to the bone!"

At this time, another small worker passed by, took his hat and slapped him on the shoulder: "Dry chicken feathers! It's time to get off work!"

As soon as he heard that he was off work, Huo Bandit immediately let go of his treasure, rolled up his gloves and work clothes on the spot, threw them on the vegetable basket under his feet, went to the storage room door, took two sticks and a steel bar shears, and carried them out Walk.

The thing he was holding was a bit strange, so Baochan followed.There are sounds on June night, the sound of traffic, human voices, and the sound of everything moving in the wind. Huo Bandit walks on the trail, walks through the long and short alleys, dark corners without light, he is familiar with the road, and the treasure blooms Followed behind, stumbling.

"You're fucking looking for death!" The kid turned around and scolded.

Baochan didn't respond, and didn't know what to say, he was indeed meddling.

"Get out!" Huo Pi was angry, and gestured at him with a stick.

Baochan didn't leave, and she was stubborn about 30 meters away.

"Okay," Huo Pi said sternly, "Don't run away for a while!"

Not long after, I arrived at an old residential area. From a distance, dozens of people gathered in a small open space. Baozhan was stunned, stopped, and watched Huo Bandit walking in with the guy.

The two groups quarreled under the only street lamp, and without saying a few words, they did strike, yelling, roaring, and clanging. Baochan hadn't seen a fight of this scale for at least ten years, and they were all young and full-blooded People, some children of unfortunate families, but if they dare to do it, within ten minutes, someone will have broken ribs, pneumothorax, and even lost their lives.

People and people rolled into a ball, and Baochan couldn't find Huo Bandit. In the confusion, someone yelled: "The police are here!"

It might be someone who was letting the wind out, or it might be a nearby resident. The crowd dispersed after a while. Baozhan turned around and wanted to run. When he saw a shared bicycle reversing on the side of the road, he immediately took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code, and shouted: "That kid!"

This sound was really bright, penetrating most of the night, following the sound, Huo Bandit ran from under the street light, half of his face was covered with blood, Bao Chan had already picked up the car and stepped up, saw him, took off his suit and threw it on the ground , pedal and ride.

After riding for 30 meters, the back was heavy, and there were hands wrapped around the waist, which were very hot and wet. Baochan looked down, his white shirt was red, "You are crazy!" He scolded, "What age is it? You got into a fight with someone!"

Huo Bie smiled, not nervous, not even excited: "You don't understand."

don't know?Baochan got into the police because of "beating people": "When you let the police catch you, and you have to pay for medical expenses in jail, you will know whether I understand or not!"

"My life," said Huo Bandit, a rascal, "You rich guys don't understand the life of people like us."

He was wrong, Baochan also came out of this kind of life, the difference is that at that time, he was sometimes Kuo Ting, Ying Xiaonong, and later Kuang Zheng, he was the lucky one among countless hard-working children.

"How old are you?" The shared bicycle couldn't carry two people, and Huo Bandit hugged him tightly.

Baozhan rounded up: "Thirty."

Huo Bandit said: "Oh, uncle."

Baochan was not convinced. He was called fresh meat on the Internet a while ago, but after thinking about it, Huo Pi is a round younger than him, so there is nothing wrong with calling him uncle: "You don't go to school, your parents don't care?"

There was silence at the back, and there was no answer.

Baochan asked again, "How did you owe the debt?"

"It's not what I owe," Huo Pi's tone was a little irritable, "My dad."

It's not right to ask a minor child for the debt owed by me. Baochan wanted to ask again, but was snatched away by Huo Bandit: "What do you want to do, you pester me all day?"

When it came to the important point, Baochan asked, "Do you like to sing opera?"

"Who likes old stuff," Huo Pi refused to admit, "I'm young, and it would be embarrassing to say it."

Baochan got angry: "Then you go to my place to sing at night!"

Huo Pi lightly said: "Sing and play."

No, his accent and articulation are the result of imitating for a long time. He likes opera, Baochan asked again: "Learn to sing opera with me, would you like to?"

There was silence behind him again, Huo Bandit patted him on the shoulder: "Turn right ahead, turn left on Xiaozhen Road."

This topic didn't continue, Baochan knew that he didn't dare, a person whose survival was a problem, didn't have the guts to pursue other things, not to mention in this era, if he studied drama, he might not even be able to eat.

Turn right first, then turn left, until you reach the intersection of Xiaozhen Road, there is a big nightclub in front of you, "Come on," Huo Pi jumped out of the car, grabbed the treasure, "play with me."

Baochan followed him, with two bloodstains on his waist, Huo Bandit knew people here, walked through the back door, far away from the dance floor, heard rumbling music, Huo Bandit took off the T-shirt from his head, Wiping off the blood on his face, he turned around, revealing the dragon tattooed on his back.

On the left is the green dragon, but there is no white tiger on the right. He is 17 years old and never mentions his parents. The slightest intimidation.

Huo Bandit tied the T-shirt around his waist, and when he saw Bao Chan's eyes when he turned his head, his fiery eyes darkened for a moment, and he stabbed his back: "I'm all over the body, this dragon is the most expensive!"

He led him into the dance floor, and the sound of music engulfed them like a wave. There were all kinds of men and women, the red, orange, yellow and green lights, and the splashing of beer foam. Huo Bandit enjoyed all of this and swayed from side to side with the music.

He had a beautiful muscular back with that dragon on it, low-slung jeans that fell loose on his crotch, blood behind his ears, cuts on his shoulders and arms, so glaring and so hurt.

There were girls who gave him wine, not just one, he drank a bottle and gave Baochan a bottle, the light from the light ball shot down from his head and fell into Baochan's eyes, flickering, making everything unreal.

The dj changed the song, and it just so happened that it was the one that Kuang Zheng sang to him: The flower in my heart, I want to take you home, in that late night bar, no matter if he is true or not, please swing to your heart's content and forget about Zhongyi Of him, you are the most charming Karma, you know that?