Chapter Ninety-Four: The Business Circle

After a while, after coming back to my senses, I picked up the letter from Yang Chenjun and weighed it carefully, and said, "That's right, this is Junjun's handwriting, and it is the correctness of his handwriting." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"To make sure he's 100 percent safe, I'd suggest calling the police." Yuan Zheng said.

"Okay, I agree."

A few days later, Yang Chenjun's parents came.

Yuan Zheng told me in advance that we should prepare for a big battle, and we will act when the time comes.

Originally, Yuan Zheng and I thought that they would tear up with us, and they would be torn upside down and inseparable. I didn't expect them to be as calm as water when they arrived at the dormitory, greeted us humbly and politely, and thanked Yuan Zheng and I for taking care of Yang Chenjun.

His father said: "I knew that this baby would have this day, hey, as long as he is comfortable, we have no complaints." ”

A few days later, the police came to the dormitory to inform us that Yang Chenjun had been found, and that he was a monk in a quiet place, and it was inconvenient for him to be disturbed by outsiders.

Yuan Zheng and I finally breathed a sigh of relief, at least knowing his personal safety.

We are all saddened to be separated from our brothers who have been together for five years, and most likely forever.

Thinking of Yang Chenjun's strange performance that morning, everything was relieved. Since he thinks that life is only meaningful if he takes this path, let him go.

Yang Chenjun was bent on getting rid of the huge business circle of society, but he didn't expect that he just jumped from one business circle to another.

Ten years later, Yin Deji went to a Buddhist holy place called Foeryan in Shanxi Province to ask for a sign for his wife who was about to give birth to a baby.

In the end, after the preferential package of asking for a sign and the fate of ringing the bell, Yang Chenjun gave Yin Deji a 20% discount, and at the end of the day, he also gave a "gift package" for reciting scriptures.

Life is sometimes so funny and unreasonable.

Of course, that's another story. The uncertainty of the future opens up infinite possibilities, and we must also plan for the future.

In the evening, Yuan Zheng brought back a case of beer and borrowed wine to relieve his sorrows.

When he was almost drunk, he began to talk like crazy again, saying, "Xiaoyu, Junjun abandoned us like this, and in the future, our two brothers will depend on each other for their lives." Woooooooo ”

Speaking of emotion, he sat down and put his arms around my neck and continued to nag: "I Yuan Zheng doesn't have a few friends who can speak, and I have always regarded you and Junjun as best friends, but now Junjun is gone, leaving the two of us struggling in the red world, and we will have to support each other in the future." ”

At that time, I was a little dizzy and said, "Being a good friend of your Yuan Zheng is a blessing that I have cultivated for several lifetimes." ”

"Blessings? You kid is really blessed, Wen Xin's strength for you, if one ten-thousandth of it is on me Yuan Zheng, my brother will not hesitate to burp immediately, and it will be worth my Yuan Zheng's life in this life. ”

Hearing him mention Fu Wenxin, I knew that he was really drunk, his mouth was open, his mouth was full of nonsense, and he spit out any truth.

I snorted and didn't speak.

Although it's not a good drink, but seeing that Yuan Zheng is so eager for a hangover, I can't bear to spoil his interest, for the sake of "University", "Fu Wenxin", "Band" and "Junjun", we drank can after can, and I don't know when I fell asleep.

The next morning there was a knock on the door, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself crooked on the sofa, and my shoes were on Yuan Zheng's face at the other end, and the snoring was all over the place, and his mouth was almost gnawing on the soles of my shoes.

I kicked him awake with my foot: "Go open the door!" ”

He muttered lazily twice: "Don't pay attention to it, it must be a courier, and I will leave immediately and continue to sleep." With that, he rolled over, curled up on the other end of the couch and fell asleep again.

I wanted to express it, but I really didn't want to get up and open the door, so I closed my eyes and prepared to continue to make an appointment with Zhou Gong.

In a blur, we heard the sound of someone opening the door with a key, and then someone entered the house, and the heavy footsteps were getting closer and closer to us, and the rhythm of the footsteps was sonorous and powerful, unlike the light and small steps of the courier.

I thought to myself, this is not right, how can the courier have the key to our accommodation.

Thinking of this, I immediately woke up halfway, turned over and got up, only to see a middle-aged man in his 50s, standing in front of the sofa staring at the embarrassed me and Yuan Zheng.

He was wearing a straight suit, the whole person was very energetic, without a middle-aged beer belly and a fat body, wearing glasses, a few strands of white hair on his temples, his face was gentle and elegant, but there was a bit of majesty between his eyebrows.

His eyes seemed familiar to me, as if I had seen them somewhere. In an instant, it passed in his mind, and those eyes were not the eyes of Yuan Zheng, the dead pig next to him?

Only then did I realize that this middle-aged man must be Yuan Zheng's father, Yuan Zhonghua.

I immediately stood up straight and cried out, "Uncle...... Uncle. ”

He nodded slightly, did not speak, and kept his eyes on Yuan Zheng.

The latter was snoring with his mouth half-open, and suddenly a sentence came out of his mouth, "Wen...... Heart", a smile immediately appeared on his face, thinking that it should be a spring dream.

The scene was so embarrassing that I immediately pulled Yuan Zheng's pants. This guy opened his eyes in a daze: "What do you pull early in the morning in the small universe, do you pull it?" Let me sleep a little longer. ”

I quietly pointed my finger in his father's direction, and the guy's eyes snapped and immediately stood up like a spring.

"Dad, you...... Why are you here, and don't say hello in advance. I'm ......," Yuan Zheng said incoherently while rubbing his eyes and wiping his saliva.

"At this morning's shareholders' meeting, everyone is waiting for you, you don't answer the phone, and you sleep in the house?" His father's tone was softened, and there was no gloom on his face, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, they seemed to have become a command, irresistible.

Yuan was tinkering in the crack of the sofa for a while, took out his mobile phone, and said to his father embarrassedly: "Oops, it's out of power, I forgot to charge it last night." ”

His father said, "Go to the back room and talk." ”

After they entered, there was a few minutes of calm, after which the voices of the two masters became louder and louder, and finally they quarreled.

I couldn't hear the details clearly, I only heard Yuan Zheng shouting hysterically: "This is my life, you can't control me!" You haven't left me alone for so many years, why do you want to care about me now! ”

Then, Yuan Zheng rushed out and slammed the door.

His father walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.

The scene was embarrassing, I was at a loss, and said, "Uncle Yuan, I'll go and pour you a glass of water." ”

"No, thank you. Your name is Zeng ......"

"Zeng Xiaoyu, Yuan Zheng's college classmate, is also a roommate in the same dormitory."

"Well, good! I heard Yuan Zheng talk about you, college classmates are rare. ”

I found out that his father was not as domineering and unreasonable as Yuan Zheng said.

"Xiaoyu, then I'll go first, the company still has something to deal with, and I'll talk about it when I'm free."

"Okay, Uncle Yuan, I'll send you downstairs."

Before leaving, he looked at the strangely shaped beer cans on the coffee table, shook his head, and said, "Hey, you young people." ”

In the elevator, he asked me, "How old is Xiaoyu this year?" ”

"23 years old."

"It's younger than Yuan Zheng, so go to school early."

"Well, skipping a grade in elementary school."

"Then you must be smart."

"Thank you Uncle Yuan for the compliment, no, it's just harder than others."

"You still have a long way to go, and I'm a comer. Cleverness is sometimes a ladder for you to climb, but sometimes it is a weapon, which is not used well and can easily hurt yourself and others. We are born to be ourselves, and the meaning of life is not what kind of person you are, but what kind of person you choose to become. Just like you and Yuan Zheng, each has their own way to go. ”

"Oh, Uncle Yuan is right." At this point, my face was hot.

The driver opened the door of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, and after Yuan Zhongtian got into the car, he waved his hand meaningfully to me and said, "Xiaoyu, you are so self-conscious." ”

The car drove away, and I stood there, feeling something called humiliation coming at me. I knew it was time to move out of this bloated and luxurious three-bedroom apartment. As I insisted, I shouldn't have moved into a place that wasn't mine.