The man leaned on the luxury car, smoking one cigarette after another, and his eyes looked at the bus from time to time, and he was even more annoyed in his heart.

I knew that the girl got on the bus, but she still couldn't let go. But what can be done, Rui Tong has long been bored with herself, and the man thought boredly.

If it weren't for his father who insisted on marrying the pampered Feng family lady this time and canceled his engagement to Rui Tong, Rui Tong would definitely not be disappointed in himself. Or hate me like this.

But if he doesn't agree to marry the daughter of the Feng family, then his father will definitely leave 30% of the family's accumulated wealth to his sister like a threat, donate 69%, and leave only 1% for himself.

Although one percent of the assets in the eyes of outsiders are already very, very much, but the man's heart is far from being satisfied with this, and he has greater ambitions.

But if you want to realize your ambitions or ambitions, it is undoubtedly essential to get 70% of the assets in the family.

If you want to go further, love must be a victim of your own upward movement, Rui Tong, this beloved woman may be the regret of her life in the future.

But in the end, after reluctantly, the man immediately picked up another cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it.

I think of when I was eighteen years old, when school started early and I started my stressful senior year of high school. On the teaching building, there is a long red banner that has been pulled up: "If you don't work hard in the college entrance examination in June, you will be a brother on the construction site in September", "If you don't fight hard, you will live in vain." Not bitter or tired, tasteless in the third year of high school"

The fiery red banner also stimulated the nerves of the senior party, and the teachers instilled chicken soup day and night, which made the students feel a little guilty when they didn't study. However, it is not the so-called chicken soup that annoys the students, but the nagging of the teacher day after day.

The head teacher was even more indoctrination, and said hoarsely, "Without the college entrance examination, have you fought too hard for the second generation of rich?" Every time he heard this, the boy of the old days would go in and out of his left ear and out of his right, completely ignoring it.

Rich second generation? I'm sorry I am.

The boys of the past were tired of the school system, and often wondered who had designed so many rules and regulations that made people feel like a prison here, and they longed for freedom in their hearts.

One day I skipped school with a few buddies and went to play basketball on the playground, although it was ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was already very poisonous.

A few people were sweating profusely within a few minutes, but no one wanted to stop. There was no one else on the playground except them, so the sound of the basketball hitting the ground could be heard clearly on the basketball court.

No one was paying attention, and a man walked by.

"It's Zheng Ruitong. The dean of education asked her to check discipline again. "A boy at the end of the break noticed it when he was resting.

A few boys stopped and watched her come over, a little apprehensive in their hearts.

"It's too hot, don't fight for a while. As he spoke, he took two steps forward, stood in front of the boy of yesteryear, and said, "Drink this water." He handed the water over.

The boy in the past was confused, and looked at the girl in front of him with clear eyebrows and a unique elegant temperament, which contained a loneliness that ordinary girls did not have, and also had extraordinary intelligence.

The boy clumsily took the water. She didn't say a word before the girl left, just watched the girl leave.

But this behavior provoked a group of boys to laugh. But there is no lack of envy for the boys of yesteryear.

It was when he was young that her appearance made him feel warm.

As in all stories, the two fell in love, and this was the boy's first love and the girl's first love. It's been six years now.

First love is always wonderful. This is even more true of this amorous boy. Men cherish this feeling, but they can't stick to it. can only watch this feeling become a victim on his own upward path.

Watching the bus leave in front of him, the man still stood indifferent, leaning on the luxury car.