Chapter 105: Change

On Saturday, Shen Hui accompanied Huang Peipei to a class reunion.

If Huang Peipei asked him to go, he was not going to go, but Huang Peipei didn't let him go, and Shen Hui became interested instead, and wanted to see what kind of people Huang Peipei's college classmates were, so he went with him.

When she arrived at the party, Chen Jiaojiao had already arrived first.

In a large box, there were more than a dozen people, both men and women, two-thirds of the girls, one-third of the boys, all of them were classmates of Huang Peipei and Chen Jiaojiao, who were also struggling in Shanghai, and none of them from other places came.

After some introduction, Shen Hui learned that there were a few family members like him.

The people have not yet arrived, and everyone is chatting together in twos and threes.

A boy named Yan Xuebin asked Shen Hui, "Brother, what do you do?"

Shen Hui said: "Do finance. ”

Yan Xuebin smiled: "Finance is good, high-end industry." ”

That being said, everyone can see the perfunctory tone of the tone.

Shanghai is the financial capital of China, but as soon as it is said that finance is done in Shanghai, most people will immediately have an image in their minds, a shirt that has been worn for three years, a suit and tie to work, and a shabby look of green vegetables and steamed buns after work.

Coupled with a term, financial migrant workers, it can vividly reflect how hard financial practitioners are.

The financial industry is indeed a high-end industry, but only a few of them can really mix well.

Most of the financial practitioners are a group of financial migrant workers in the eyes of the people of Shanghai.

Now the streets are full of recruitment, financial management, insurance, many young people who have just graduated can't find a job, and they are fooled into it, and it is a little late to change careers after despair, and a few years have been wasted.

Shen Hui didn't care what Huang Peipei's classmates thought of him, but he was a little bored after sitting for a while, and he couldn't walk, so he went outside to smoke, and came back after a circle, and the people had almost arrived, twenty-three people, a little crowded.

The male classmates who called the party said a few words, and everyone began to eat.

A classmate came over to pour wine, but Shen Hui covered the cup and didn't let it be poured.

The male classmate said a few words, and when he saw that he didn't give face, he looked at Huang Peipei.

Huang Peipei winked at Shen Hui: "Drink less?"

Shen Hui thought about it and poured a cup.

The man smiled on his face, but he didn't say anything, but he was really a little unhappy in his heart.

Six family members, just three men and three women, except for one who really can't drink for a good reason, the remaining three men and two women all poured wine, Huang Peipei and Chen Jiaojiao needless to say, they all poured wine, Huang Peipei had a sad face.

Shen Hui didn't speak much, so he listened to Huang Peipei chatting with a group of classmates.

Talk about the good times of college and the ups and downs of struggling in Shanghai after graduation.

Speaking of the hardships of these struggles, most people have a bitter stomach.

A female classmate said: "When I first graduated, I couldn't find a job, so I went to a studio engaged in animation production, more than a dozen people were crammed into a three-bedroom apartment, eating and drinking in it, rushing to projects every day, busy like a dog, and as a result, when the salary was paid, I was given a subsidy of 1,000 yuan, I couldn't imagine that I could last for a month at that time." ”

A male classmate laughed at her: "I've heard you say this eight hundred times, and it's not new for a long time." ”

The woman glanced at him at the same time: "Isn't it okay for me to spit out?"

Some students have never heard of it and ask, "Aren't you selling wealth management products?"

"That was later. ”

The female classmate said: "Later, I found a financial clerk who said that it was a financial clerk, but I went to know what a financial clerk was, and I called to sell it every day, you don't know the bitterness, and I was impatient to scold you for two sentences, and some idle eggs held the phone and talked to you for half an hour to make you half angry, you don't know that depressed, and finally a little eyebrows, suddenly the manager told me that I was fired, and I couldn't accept this fact at the time......"

"Hahaha!"

The classmates laughed, but when they thought of the hardships of applying for jobs everywhere after graduation, they felt a little sympathetic.

Shen Hui said to Huang Peipei: "You and Jiaojiao are much luckier than her. ”

Huang Peipei nodded again and again, and felt that she was lucky.

Although writing is hard, it is much better than these students who are looking for jobs everywhere after graduation.

Everyone took turns to speak, and when it was Huang Peipei's turn, Huang Peipei hadn't spoken yet, and a male classmate said first: "Huang Peipei, everyone knows the situation of you and Chen Jiaojiao very well, you two stay at home every day to write, and you must not have experienced the hardships and hardships of struggling in Shanghai, so your focus is to introduce your family members and introduce them to everyone." ”

Huang Peipei was unhappy: "Why do you talk, it's as if Jiaojiao and I haven't suffered hardship, how many nights have we stayed up in the past four years? Why don't you say it when you don't have the manuscript fee and can't eat at the beginning, there is no investigation, you don't have the right to speak, don't talk nonsense." ”

Chen Jiaojiao also assisted: "Hu Wenhai, you eight king eggs can't speak human words." ”

The male classmate smiled and said: "Why don't I speak human words, you let everyone comment, it's not easy for you two to work, it's not easy to have us who work for people?" So don't complain, Huang Peipei quickly introduced your family. ”

Huang Peipei said: "Didn't you introduce it just now, Shen Hui, my junior high school classmate." ”

"That's it, it's perfunctory, isn't it?"

If a female student is not satisfied, at least she should introduce what she does!

Huang Peipei is very entangled, Shen Hui doesn't want to say it, she doesn't want to say it, she can't tell her old classmates, the man next to me is a billionaire, if you really say that, I don't know how these classmates muttered about her in their hearts.

Shen Hui took the initiative to laugh and said: "I'll say it myself, I'm a beginner in Chinese and a professional trader." ”

A male classmate said in surprise: "Yes, those who can be professional traders are cattle." ”

Shen Hui smiled and said: "That's it, it's not easy to eat in Shanghai." ”

The students were surprised and began to look at Shen Hui again.

Although most of the financial practitioners are financial migrant workers, professional traders are not among them.

To be a professional trader, you have to have a considerable level and your income is not low.

A few classmates who consciously mixed well looked at Huang Peipei again, and their sense of superiority immediately disappeared.

Chen Jiaojiao glanced at Shen Hui with a smile, as if to say: The local tyrant is really good at pretending.

When I was halfway through the wine, under the stimulation of alcohol, I exposed my true nature one by one.

The male classmate who gathered the party was quite rich, and when he took out his cigarette, he got in the way of the car key, so he took it out and put it on the table.

Hohoo!

At a glance, it's still BMW.

Some people shouted that they were tired and were about to be pressed down by the mortgage.

Everyone was envious, this is all a house, awesome.

Huang Peipei and Chen Jiaojiao looked at this and that, and they both felt that their old classmates had changed too much.

A male classmate drank a little high, looked at Shen Hui and said with a smile: "Comrade Shen Hui is okay, I chased Huang Peipei for two years in college, but I didn't expect to be succeeded by you." You said you went to junior high school, how did you get into the financial industry?"

Shen Hui said: "I am self-taught. ”

The male classmate asked again: "The annual salary is millions, right?"

Shen Hui said: "Yes." ”

"Awesome!"

The male classmate gave a thumbs up, and wanted to ask again, but Chen Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Hu Wenhai, how much is your mortgage for a month?"

Hu Wenhai said: "It's in your early 10,000s, what's wrong, you also want to buy a house?"

Chen Jiaojiao said: "I have already bought it, please go to my house another day to sit." ”

"Oh, you bought a house?"

Hu Wenhai was surprised, and the other students were also surprised.

Is it so profitable to write about the Internet, and even bought a house?

A few boys began to pay more attention, Chen Jiaojiao wrote an Internet and actually bought a house in Shanghai, how can Nima let her old classmates who are still worried about thousands of rents per month mix?

Chen Jiaojiao said: "I bought it last week, a second-hand house. ”

Some classmates said: "The second-hand house is not bad, how big is it, a lot of money, right?"

Chen Jiaojiao said: "Five million, more than one hundred square meters!"

"Jiaojiao, let's fall in love!"

Some male classmates joked, and the girls unanimously condemned it.

The meal lasted until eight o'clock, and it was finally time to end.

The two classmates who drove the car hadn't gone out yet, so they were busy calling for a substitute driver.

A bunch of people rushed downstairs, some called Didi, and some waited for rent.

Huang Peipei whispered to Shen Hui: "It's been four years since I graduated, and my old classmates have changed a lot, I feel that the party is not interesting, can this kind of party not come in the future, why didn't you show off your wealth just now?"

Shen Hui said: "If I want to show off, I am also showing off my wealth with a rich man worth hundreds of millions, and what does it mean to show off my wealth with a group of poor classmates of yours?"

Huang Peipei said: "Hu Wenhai is very good, with an annual salary of 500,000 yuan!"

Chen Jiaojiao said: "Even if he earns five million a year, he is still a poor B in front of your man." ”

Shen Hui nodded in agreement, still Jiaojiao, this girl was intimate, and told him everything in her heart.

A group of people were waiting at the intersection for a car, and an extended version of the Bentley Mulsanne drove up.

Everyone was curious, how could this kind of local tyrant come to such a small place, and Mu Shang had slowly stopped.

In the stunned eyes of the classmates, Shen Hui got into the co-pilot, Huang Peipei and Chen Jiaojiao said goodbye to their old classmates and got into the back seat.

It took thirty seconds for someone to come to their senses.

"Damn, Huang Peipei is tied to a local tyrant?"