Zhang Bin has been away for too long, and as soon as he comes back, many things need to be asked in person. [Full text reading]

In the afternoon, he went to the investment department and met Qiao Zhenliang and them.

For their work, Zhang Bin affirmed and praised them, promising to give everyone a bonus at the end of the year.

After talking to Qiao Zhenliang about the development of the investment department, Zhang Bin pulled Wang Zihang to chat.

Wang Zihang is now the pillar of the investment department except for Qiao Zhenliang, and Zhang Bin still doesn't want him to be tired.

"Pay more attention to rest, if you feel too tired, I will give you a few days off, and I can let Mr. Qiao help you for a few days at work, and go to relax and relax", Zhang Bin looked at Wang Zihang and said.

"No, in fact, I feel quite satisfied to be able to operate so many funds, and I hope to be able to do better, as for the holidays, the boss can put a few more days during the Spring Festival", Wang Zihang said with a smile.

Patting Wang Zihang on the shoulder, Zhang Bin smiled: "Okay, when the time comes, I will give you a big red envelope during the Spring Festival."

Wang Zihang told Zhang Bin that since Qiao Zhenliang came, Dabai's mood has not been very high.

Zhang Bin knew that he didn't notify him in advance and directly asked Qiao Zhenliang to take over his work, which was a denial of him, and it was normal for him to be in a bad mood.

When he came just now, he found out that Da Bai was deliberately avoiding his gaze.

In fact, the reason why he came over for so long was also to give everyone a buffer time.

When he came to the room where Dabai and Liu Yihan worked, Zhang Bin patted him on the shoulder and "went out for a walk".

The two came to the securities street below, sat on a bench, and watched the people coming and going, everyone's faces were excited, or lost, or anxious, joy, anger, sorrow, and impermanence.

"Boss, do you think I'm a special failure", Dabai said suddenly.

"Why do you say that?" Zhang Bin asked.

"If I do a good job, why would the boss let Mr. Qiao come", Dabai's tone seemed to have a trace of resentment, perhaps because he felt that Zhang Bin didn't say it in advance.

"You are still young, there is no such thing as failure, people's growth is always spent in constantly falling and getting up, if you choose to lie down after falling, it is failure, if you choose to stand up and continue walking, it is success," Zhang Bin said.

"I was also thoughtful at the beginning, and it's not all your reason," Zhang Bin explained.

Dabai sighed and said: "Actually, I always want to prove myself, and I am also worried about living up to your boss's expectations, so I am very careful in every step, but in the end, I found that in fact, this is too restrained."

Zhang Bin said with a smile: "It's right that you can think so, we are still young, and sometimes we need to be bold in doing things, but what you need now is the accumulation of learning and experience."

Zhang Bin put his arm around Da Bai's shoulders and said: "Da Bai, I always feel that there is such a thing as fate in this world, you can meet me, I can meet you, there must be providence, I believe that one day, you will be proud of yourself."

Da Bai looked at Zhang Bin and nodded heavily.

Zhang Bin didn't go to the music festival of South Sichuan University, Song Zhichao called him that day, Zhang Bin was in Yanjing, there must be no way.

Speaking of which, Zhang Bin felt that he really didn't give them face, he didn't go to the welcome party for the first time, and he didn't go to the music festival invited by others.

Song Zhichao called him again, on the 25th, the final of the music festival, hoping that Zhang Bin could participate.

This time, Zhang Bin said that he would definitely go, and he would definitely go, well, for sure.

On the 25th, Zhang Bin asked Wu Long to send him to the school gate, and then walked to the music building of South Sichuan University, where there is the most well-equipped and professional concert hall in South Sichuan University, which can accommodate more than 2,000 people to watch at the same time.

The number of places that can be enjoyed in the finals is limited.

However, Zhang Bin was naturally not worried about this, he called Song Zhichao.

Soon Song Zhichao came out with Luo Zeyu and gave Zhang Bin a fierce hug.

"Brother Seven, where have you been recently, it seems that you haven't been to school for a while", Song Zhichao asked with a smile.

"I went to Yanjing and just came back for two days, but fortunately I caught up with your finals," Zhang Bin said with a smile.

Song Zhichao took a ticket and handed it to Zhang Bin and said: "This is what I asked for, but the VIP seat, Brother Seven, you go in first, we have to go and prepare, and you have to cheer us up when the time comes."

"Go ahead, for sure", Zhang Bin punched him with a smile, and watched the two of them go in before he walked towards the hall.

His seat was in the middle of the third row, which was considered a VIP seat.

The middle of the first row is full of teachers, the second row is basically some cadres of the school, and as for the third row, most of them are some college-level cadres or related households, such as him.

In the crowd, Zhang Bin found an acquaintance, Mu Xun.

When he looked over there, Mu Xun was greeting him.

Obviously, Mu Xun also discovered him.

There was a boy sitting next to Zhang Bin, and Mu Xun took the initiative to come over and ask for a different seat.

Mu Xun is beautiful, and she is well-known in the whole school, Zhang Bin seems to remember what Zheng Yong said about the school beauty rankings, Mu Xun seems to be ranked sixth, but she is a school flower-level beauty.

At this time, the water of the school flower is still relatively small, unlike the online world a few years later, any girl can become a school flower, Zhang Bin thinks that it is just a joke at best.

Mu Xun came up to ask in person, and the boy simply agreed.

However, thinking that the request of the beauty was because of the boy next to him, the other party stared at Zhang Bin again, as if he wanted to compare where he was wrong.

As soon as Mu Xun sat down, she began to arrange her hair, she liked to tie her hair up.

Zhang Bin has seen Mu Xun wearing her hair, and she is also very beautiful.

Zhang Bin never shied away from his appreciation of a beautiful woman, so he stared at Mu Xun very openly, he felt that this girl was still quite amorous, although she was a little thinner, but she looked very handsome.

Mu Xun glanced at Zhang Bin and didn't say anything, until he tied his hair, then looked at Zhang Bin and said, "Don't you know that it's rude to stare at a girl like this?" ”

Zhang Bin glanced around and said, "Don't you know how much pressure you will put on me if you change positions?" ”

Mu Xun glanced around and found that there were indeed many people staring at them, and suddenly said with a slightly red face: "Don't get me wrong, I came here to find you something."

"Say it," Zhang Bin said.

"Let me think about it", Mu Xun held back for a long time before saying.

“。”

In fact, Mu Xun has something to do, it is nothing more than that after seeing Zhang Bin, he conditionally wants to come over and chat with him.

"By the way, where have you been all this time, it seems that I haven't seen you for a long time", Mu Xun asked.

Zhang Bin looked at her with a smile, "What, miss me?" ”

Mu Xun clenched his small fist, hammered Zhang Bin's shoulder, and hummed: "Find out if you want to fight, dare to tease me."

"I'll go, don't you want to be so fierce", Zhang Bin glanced at her and pinched his shoulder.

Mu Xun was a little embarrassed, after all, no girl wants to be said to be fierce by a boy, and she wanted to reach out to help Zhang Bin rub it, but she felt that it was inappropriate, so she could only say aggrievedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Seeing Mu Xun's somewhat aggrieved appearance, Zhang Bin burst out laughing, "I'll tease you."

Mu Xun suddenly had an angry expression on his face when he heard this, snorted heavily, and then lay on the chair with his hands folded, as if telling Zhang Bin, I will never pay attention to you again