"Let's go!"

"Let's go!" Seeing that everyone had arrived, these young people all shouted loudly, and the start of the car roared in a low voice, and the scene was very spectacular.

"Zeng Rong, since you don't have a car, come with us." Fu Tao took the ghost girl into the car and said to Zeng Rong.

"I'm sorry for you." Zeng Rong did not refuse, and got into the car.

Dozens of minutes later, the luxury convoy entered the city of London, and in Zeng Rong's sight, the convoy stopped directly at the door of a super luxurious shopping mall.

Seeing the arrival of this group of young people, the etiquette ladies standing at the door showed a cheerful smile on their faces, although this group of people is not very popular in their country, but this group of young people are all consumers with amazing spending power! And it's a luxury product, the more expensive the better! Fools know that the more expensive it is, the higher the profit!

The customer is God, and the staff in the mall have taken this belief to the extreme, and they have waited for a lot of money in exchange for a lot of money that they regarded as the descendants of pigs a hundred years ago. Under the powerful offensive of money, no national dignity or national honor is nothing.

Looking at this strange phenomenon, Zeng Rongzhen didn't know if he was ashamed of these young people who had no scruples to profligate, or was he proud of them for making the proud British gentlemen nod their heads?

But soon, Zeng Rong discovered the benefits of following these young people, following the mix of eating and drinking, Zeng Rong didn't have to spend money at all, there were always people rushing to pay everyone's money.

After some shopping, shopping and playing while eating, after dinner, a group of people went to charter a large KTV private room.

Singing singing, drinking drinking, playing dice, playing cards.

The singer on the stage has a really good voice, the tune is very accurate, and the sound equipment system here is first-class, this singing is very stylish.

And it's very strange that this is Britain, but in it, the songs in the Chinese entertainment industry seem to be complete! I can't say, it's specially prepared for these second ancestors.

The audience was basically divided into several factions, and Zeng Rong sat in Fu Tao's group of people, listening to songs and watching those people play.

"Fu Tao, this friend of yours is a newcomer, let me introduce you." A young man with gold-wire glasses and a watch of more than 100,000 people in his hand looked at Zeng Rong a few times and spoke.

"Yes, he just came to the UK a few days ago, and was sent by Chenghan University to study." Fu Tao said immediately. "Zeng Rong, introduce yourself, it's rare that Hua Shao is a little interested in you."

"Fu Tao, I'm more interested in you." Hua Shao grinned.

"Hua Shao, don't beat me, I have Wenbi." Fu Tao hugged the ghost sister beside him and said.

"Don't worry, you have Wenbi, I have plums." Hua Shao is also a woman next to him, listening to the name, it turned out to be a girl from Yamato.

"My name is Zeng Rong, a native of Jiangbei, a freshman in the history department of Chenghan University." At this time, Zeng Rong introduced himself.

"Hehe, are you in politics or business at home?" Hua Shao slightly, stretched out his middle finger very dashingly, knocked down the cigarette ash, and asked.

Zeng Rong has a restrained atmosphere, and he seems to be an ordinary scholar, but the Chinese are from famous families, and he has seen many people, and he has a good set of knowledge.

A Chinese who can study in Cambridge is somewhat backstage, and this backstage can easily make a young person arrogant, but Zeng Rong's breath is unusually quiet, which makes Hua Shao very curious.

"Doing business." Zeng Rong thought for a moment and replied.

Hua Shao smiled slightly, and the look in his eyes darkened slightly. The status of a businessman in China is definitely nothing more than an official, and the son of a businessman is much less worthy of association.

"What about that company? Let's see if we've heard of it. Hua Shao still asked politely.

"Tianbao Special Steel Factory." Zeng Rong smiled slightly and said.

Hua Shaoyi frowned, the enterprises called factories are generally not very good! Generally, large steel plants are called groups, such as Baosteel Group, Wuhan Iron and Steel Group, Shougang Group or something.

Just when Hua Shao frowned, a chubby young man slapped his thigh and shouted, "Oh mom, Tianbao Steel Mill is terrible, it has only been established for half a year, and it has already impressed all the iron and steel enterprises!" I heard that the annual turnover is billions! ”

Enterprises with annual sales of billions of yuan, no matter how little the profit is, there are hundreds of millions, plus listening to what the fat guy said, Tianbao has only been established for half a year, and the future is bright.

"It's a bit interesting, a steel company that has just been established, has annual sales of billions of dollars." A playful smile appeared on Hua Shao's face.

"No, I heard that the boss of Tianbao Steel is a young woman with a surname, in her early twenties." The fat guy slapped his thigh again and said.

"Hehe, how do you know so much about Tianbao Steel Factory?" Zeng Rong asked the fat guy very strangely.

"My dad is the deputy general manager of Wuhan Iron and Steel Group, and I am also very interested in this industry. The fat guy said seriously.

Wuhan Iron and Steel Group, also in Chenghan City, it seems that Tianbao has attracted the attention of the steel industry bigwigs, Zeng Rong thought to himself.

"Tianbao's boss, what does it have to do with you?" Hua Shao asked with a smile.

"She's my girlfriend, in fact, Tianbao is my investment." Zeng Rong said bluntly, Zeng Rong did not intend to hide it.

When Zeng Rong said this, the people next to him looked weird.

originally thought that Zeng Rong was like them, he was a second ancestor, but he knew that Zeng Rong was actually an ancestor. Start your own business and lay down a character on the river.

Hua Shao's face stiffened, when it came to his background, he was only the son of a provincial and ministerial-level official, although his father was in charge of the leadership position of an important province, but after all, it was only his father.

But Zeng Rong founded a company with annual sales of billions by himself, and such a company must be supported by the political axe, and it is only Zeng Rong's girlfriend in name.

If Zeng Rong had nothing to do with it, he would not believe it if he made such a company by himself and killed Hua Shao. If Zeng Rong's family has a backstage, a company that dares to let the next generation make such a big move so early, and is an enterprise with annual sales of billions of yuan as soon as it is made, then this backstage is really amazing.

At the very least, Hua Shao himself clearly knows that their family does not have this energy. Soon, Hua Shao remembered the famous family in Huaguo, which was also surnamed Zeng.

Hua Shao was shocked in his heart, and came out in a cold sweat, that family, but a prominent family that had been the No. 2 leader of Huaguo, and there was still one sitting in the No. 5 position. A provincial and ministerial-level cadre is placed in that family system, which is not conspicuous at all.

"It turns out that Rong Shao is a big boss!" Hua Shao's attitude suddenly carried a little respect, a pun.

Zeng Rong smiled silently, but in the eyes of this group of people, it was taboo! Even Hua Shao showed such an attitude, and they dared to ask more.

At this moment, there was a cheer from the audience, which attracted a lot of attention and liberated this group of people from a very strange atmosphere.

The daughter of the richest man in China, Yu Nanfei didn't know when she ran to it and sang a fast-paced, dynamic English song.

The scene immediately became popular, several boys screamed, ran to Yu Nanfei's side, and twisted their bodies as if following the rhythm of the song!

A song was quickly sung, and Yu Nanfei did something that detonated the audience even more.

"Next, let's make a game, I'll write a poem, and whoever can pick up the next sentence that I'm satisfied with will go with him tonight." Yu Nanfei shook his hair very naturally, and his eyes flashed with strange colors!

There was a lot of heckling, whistling, and shouting.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Below it was a spur.

"Haha, okay, this poem of mine is: a pear flower presses a begonia." Yu Nanfei said with a smile.

At this moment, the audience immediately fell silent, and those distracted boys began to look for answers.

Zeng Rong was shocked in his heart! This pear blossom pressing the begonia, isn't it the code word that Wang Lei told him? Could it be that the operator turned out to be the daughter of the richest man in China? Isn't that incredible?

Zeng Rong wasn't sure if this was a coincidence, and he didn't say another code word that Wang Lei told him for a while, of course, there was another reason for not saying that code word.

The boy was looking for answers through various channels, and it turned out that this poem was the last sentence of a poem by Su Shi! That is, there is no next sentence at all!

"Nanfei, you're not kidding us, this poem is the last sentence at all." A boy said.

"As I said, just say what I'm happy with, whatever you want." Yu Nanfei said with a smile.

A pear blossom pressed begonia, talking about the old husband and young wife, the white pear blossom represents the pulsatilla, pressed on the delicate begonia, according to this poetic conception, many people nonsense.

"Yushu Lingfeng beats Pan An."

"The mandarin ducks are made into two nights."

A lot of boys started to talk to each other, and there was nothing to lose by saying a word anyway, but what if the thing was taken by this eldest lady? No matter what, this transaction will definitely not lose money!

It took ten minutes and hundreds of sentences, but Yu Nanfei still stood on the stage steadily, and she was not satisfied with a single sentence.

Just when those people felt that Yu Nanfei was playing tricks on them and wanted to give up, suddenly. A calm male voice said word by word: "The mountains are full of red sun." ”

", why doesn't this person have any basic cultivation at all, no matter from that point of view, this sentence doesn't match a pear flower pressing a begonia!" When many people heard this, their hearts became disdainful.

But Yu Nanfei on the stage had his eyes lit up, "Haha, I like this sentence, I'll leave with you tonight!" ”

(To be continued)