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On the first day of class, you need to use hand-painting to design a piece of furniture, and Yuan Bao drew something similar to a chicken eating rice, which made the students laugh to death.

In the rush to pass on, the students agreed: "It has the charm of Zhuzhishan." ”

All of us here are art elites gathered from all over the country, and naturally have a natural arrogance, and naturally have a sense of contempt for this kind of guy who can only draw chickens and eat rice pictures.

"It seems that Yuan is not good at hand-drawing." The class flower Qin Wu who has noticed it at first sight since entering the classroom.

Yuan Bao was quite embarrassed: "Let me see yours." ”

Qin Yu put the sketch of the sofa she imagined in front of him, and the boys in the neighborhood all gathered around.

"Wow, what a unique design!" "It's worthy of Qin Wu, there is a painting in your name, the true transmission of the deep perspective method!"

These drunkards who don't mean to drink are all full of gossip, which makes Yuan Bao think that this class of flowers must not have a boyfriend.

"It's very ordinary......" Yuan Bao felt that although Qin Wu's sketch was beautiful, there was still a difference between design and painting after all, and he didn't see anything unique about it.

Naturally, his statement was criticized by the boys.

"You draw that virtue, and you are embarrassed to talk about others!"

Yuan Bao stiffened: "I'm a poor painter, but I have an appreciation." There are so many works of art in the world, can only you judge them? Have you ever seen a mandala sand painting in Tibet? Will you? ”

The word "Tibet" seems to have a great attraction to the literary and artistic freshness, and Qin Wu asked: "What is a mandala sand painting?" ”

Yuan Bao: "It's a kind of fine work of art in Tibet, where several monks gather around a table, fill it with colorful sand with a thin tube, gently tap the pipe, shake the fine sand down, and operate very, very finely, a large painting may last for months, requiring dozens of monks to take turns working day and night.

It is conceivable that the works piled up with sand are three-dimensional, although it is impossible to pile them too high, but compared to ordinary flat works, they are already very amazing. The most shocking thing was the intensity of the colors, I was suffocated when I first saw it. ”

"Isn't the painting of sand gone when the wind blows?" A certain flower messenger.

Yuan Bao: "That's right! This is a metaphor in Buddhism, this kind of art is usually created when doing large-scale rituals, and after the creation is completed, the work is quickly mixed up, put into a bag, poured into the river, and flowed into the sea, meaning that the most beautiful things will also quickly disappear, so that the donors do not cling. ”

Flower Protector: "Where did you see that?" ”

Yuan Bao: "When I was in Los Angeles, someone in my neighbor's family believed in Tibetan Buddhism, and when the elder died, he asked a lama to do the work, and that's what he did. I took a curious look. ”

The flower messenger felt a hint of threat: "You've been to Los Angeles before." ”

Someone who is a little smarter should have guessed that it is definitely not an ordinary person who can do such a large-scale ritual service, and Yuan Bao lives near him, so he is definitely not an ordinary person, but unfortunately, it seems that the classmates in the class have not yet woken up.

Qin Wan: "I really want to see this kind of sand painting." ”

Yuan Bao: "Everyone should take a look, or if I organize an art trip, do you think it's okay?" ”

Now that the flowers are interested, those flower messengers are naturally eager to try.

"I've heard that there will be altitude sickness in Tibet, I'm afraid ......," an envoy objected.

"It's horrible! One of my classmates went there and said he almost died! ”

Yuan Bao frowned: "It's not as serious here, right?" ”

In short, altitude sickness scared off a group of classmates.

"If you want to go, go to Qin Wu to sign up!" In order to win over his classmates, Yuan Bao came up with this trick, with the appeal of the class flower, this group of flower messengers must be more positive.

"How much?" A key question was asked.

Yuan Bao: "Sign up first, and then consider the cost when I make arrangements." ”

He will ask Vicky to arrange, if the number of people is small, he can take his private jet, and it will be okay to collect some money symbolically, but there is no need to rush to say it now.

I got along well with these classmates, and sure enough, I still had a good campus life.

I had a date in the evening, with my old classmate Sun Jian.

Before going, Yuan Bao asked the inside line of Weiman, and it is said that Weiman's performance began to fall off a cliff, hehe, sure enough. That's because Yuan Bao has worked with mobile phone manufacturers to improve the quality of their recordings, and all mobile phones that can send voice with the Xiaozhuanfeng software pre-installed must undergo a circuit modification that he approves.

This has caused instant communication to be uncompetitive, and Sun Jian should be a good party now.

Sun Jian was carrying a branch on his back, and Yuan Baoqi said, "What are you doing here?" ”

Sun Jian: "I'm guilty of asking for guilt, and I see that for the sake of my old classmates, let me go, no, show me a clear way!" ”

Yuan Bao: "No, the thorns should be thorny, you are just ordinary branches." ”

Sun Jian smiled bitterly: "Dude, spare me, where can I find a thorny child?" That's what it means. As long as you authorize us the technology of dial-up voice transmission, Weiman will live, and with a single effort, you can win the seventh-level floating slaughter!

Also, Lan Shan's business...... It's me who is wrong, I am sincere to her, for her sake, I don't look at other beauties now. ok？ You've also said that I'm much better than the big bears and the big guys, right? ”

Yuan Bao smiled and said: "You are very guilty of Jing Jing, you must know, now that ADSL technology has appeared, soon, the telephone line will not affect the call, our little drill wind voice will be faster than you, more stable than you, cheaper than you!" Triple hit! ”

Sun Jian: "That's why I'm scared, brother, how can you forgive me, just ask." ”

Yuan Bao: "Then sell it to me, the original price, $4 million, 50% of your hand 1 share." ”

Sun Jian: "Original price!" Brother, you're too dark! Didn't I toss in vain? ”

Yuan Bao: "Love to sell or not, you can take away the cash you earned during this time, this is already a lot of money, right?" ”

Sun Jian: "Oh, it's pretty much the same, that's okay, it seems that you don't want to take me to make a fortune, it's all because I think too much of myself, I can't do this business, I don't understand technology, and I'll still engage in other industries in the future." It's so decided, and in the next few days, I will sort out the finances and sign the equity transfer contract immediately. ”

Yuan Bao: "I'm going to Japan to film, I don't have to be free, you can talk about it later." Also, I'll give you money in a month, I just bought a private jet right now and am short on cash. ”

Sun Jian: "It's a fraud, I bought a private jet, how much does it cost?" ”

Yuan Bao: "$30 million." ”

Sun Jian was dumbfounded: "! ”

Yuan Bao: "I can fly 8,000 kilometers, a long-range jet, I can fly to Hawaii to the West Coast of the United States, I am taking the pilot license exam, and I can fly my own plane in the future, hehe." ”

Sun Jian: "You are the winner in life, you can play." ”

Yuan Bao: "Generally, as soon as some people speak, I have to go to Japan to film, what kind of winner is this, but just ordinary people." ”

Sun Jian: "Uh...... Are you going to make that kind of film? ”

Yuan Bao: "Get out!" It's not that down. ”

Sun Jian laughed, as if he had released his suspicions.

Yuan Bao didn't have any idea of running Weiman for the time being, so he simply sold it to a telecom company, maybe he could make a few million price difference, and he would make millions of dollars from this handover, and he was still very happy.

When I was in a telecommunications company, I met an old man, and he stopped him: "Hey, guy, smash!" Stop, wait for me! ”

Yuan Baolai didn't see the leader here, he was depressed and impatient: "What's the matter?" ”

Old man: "You don't remember me?" ”

Yuan Bao looked at it carefully, but still shook his head: "I don't remember." ”

Old man: "Tsk! You kid, you saved my old man's life in the park and took me to the hospital. ”

Yuan Bao then remembered: "Oh, it turned out to be ...... How are you doing? "It feels like you're in a foreign country.

"Come on, let's go to the conference room and talk." The old man was welcoming.

Yuan Bao: "What are you talking about?" It was a gesture that day, so I don't have to bother, I still have something to do. ”

Old man: "My son is the general manager here, if you have any business, I'll help you tell you." ”

Yo, nobleman, Yuan Bao hurriedly put on a smiling face: "Hehe, okay, let's go have a cup of tea." ”

Old man: "I used to be a cadre here, and I am familiar with everyone here, so maybe I will do it for you." ”

Yuan Bao: "This ...... It's not a small matter, I still have to find the general manager, his secretary said that he was not there, I made an appointment that he was not there, you see this is a trouble. ”

Old man: "I'll ask you." ”

The old man shook his mobile phone to dial, and Yuan Bao was afraid that his mobile phone would fall to the ground.

As a result, the general manager really left in a hurry.

Yuan Bao was relieved and drank tea with the general manager's father, and those telecom employees who passed by were very respectful to the old man, and they seemed to have a bit of prestige.

After telling his identity, the old man stared at Yuan Bao with a very interested look, and asked, "Hehe, guy, smash, is there a target?" ”

Yuan Bao heard the song and knew the elegance, and said busily: "If you have it, you don't have to bother." ”

Old man: "Hehe, the young man hasn't seen my granddaughter yet, that's beautiful, if you do, I promise you won't say yes." Do you have it? ”

"It's true, uncle!" Yuan Baocai will not be introduced, he is going to get married, he is still young now, besides, whether he will get married in this life is another matter.

The old man still liked Yuan Bao more and more, and said: "It's amazing to start a company at a young age, how old are you this year?" ”

Yuan Bao: "2...... 20”

Old man: "Huh? My mother, 20 years old, this is still the age of college, right? ”

Yuan Bao: "It's almost 21, ahem, I went to school at the Academy of Fine Arts, and my classmates called me to skip school Weilong, and I didn't go to class much, so I put my mind on the company." (To be continued.) )