Chapter 077 The hidden dragon has not risen into the abyss

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Chapter 077 The hidden dragon has not risen into the abyss

Song Guo secretly frowned when he learned that Peng Yuanzheng was about to be "assigned" to the grassroots rotation.

If Peng Yuanzheng's identity is exposed, I'm afraid many people won't understand why he should stay at the grassroots level and "stay incognito" with his noble background, and work hard to start as a small official in an agency. If it had been someone else, he might have soared to the sky with the help of family power.

But Song Guo understood Peng's expedition. Because in their bones, the two of them are the same type of people, and they both have a bit of arrogance and persistence, but Chapter 077 Qianlong Wei Tengyuan is willing to rely on the strength of the family to eat ready-made, and be the kind of second ancestor son who enjoys his success. Peng Yuanzheng stayed at the grassroots level and was down-to-earth, with the same mentality as he refused his father's request to step into officialdom and insist on studying at the university.

At this point, the two sympathize with each other. This is a key to both becoming friends. Song Guo obviously felt that if he was just blindly stammering, without a little honesty in making friends, Peng Yuanzheng might not be able to make deep friends with him.

Huang Dalong raised his wine glass and smiled, "Peng Shao, Song Shao, let's just say it in the future, every weekend, we all come out to gather, eat, drink, sing and sing, and life is very happy!" ”

Huang Dalong dragged a sentence, Wang Na couldn't help but laugh on the side, covered her mouth and said, "People are happy to have friends from afar, and when they come to your mouth, they become happy in life. ”

Huang Dalong didn't care, and continued to smile, "I'm a big old man and I don't have any culture, but this heart is real." ”

Huang Dalong patted his chest vigorously, "The two of you treat me Huang Dalong as a friend and a brother, and in the future, I, Huang Someone, will definitely go to the soup for the two sons!" ”

Song Guo Chapter 077 Qianlong Wei Tengyuan smiled and said, "Huang Dalong, just go to the soup and forget it." In the future, when our brothers come out to play, all the expenses will be yours, and you won't be able to spend all the money in your family anyway. ”

Song Guo was so straight to the point, but the more he said this, the happier Huang Dalong became, which showed that Song Guo didn't treat him as an outsider. Song Guo and Peng Yuanzheng are willing to spend his money, which is a good thing and a pleasure for him, you must know how many people have sharpened their heads and want to get together with the children of official eunuchs like Song Guo, but they can't do it.

"Yes, yes, I'll pay for it. Food, drink, and play are all mine. Huang Dalong laughed loudly.

Peng Yuanzheng also smiled and made a joke, "Mr. Huang is not afraid that the two of us will eat you out of poverty?" ”

Wang Na interjected with a smile on the side, "How much can it cost to blow a meal and sing?" Another day, let Dalong invite us to go abroad to play! ”

At this moment, Peng Yuanzheng's pager was ticking. Peng Yuanzheng smiled and took a look, it was Feng Botao's phone number.

Huang Dalong smiled and took out the big brother he had just bought from his bag and threw it over, "Peng Shao, use this back!" ”

Big Brother has just started to go public in China, and it is too expensive. Those who can afford to use the big brother are probably the children of nouveau riche like Huang Dalong.

Peng Yuanzheng smiled and didn't refuse, but he walked out while dialing the phone number.

Taking advantage of Peng Yuanzheng's efforts to go out to make a call, Huang Dalong leaned over, lowered his voice and whispered, "Song Shao, can you introduce Peng Shao's origin to my brother?" ”

In fact, Huang Dalong wanted to ask for a long time, but he didn't ask.

He became more and more curious about Peng Yuanzheng's identity. With Huang Dalong's understanding of Song Guo, Song Guo's attitude towards him can be respectful with a bit of invisible flattery, which is by no means an ordinary person.

An elusive and mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Song Guo's mouth, he stared at Huang Dalong and said lightly, "Huang Dalong, don't ask so much. I can only tell you that being able to know him is the blessing that you Huang Dalong cultivated in the last life, and it is also the great luck of your Huang family! ”

"Don't ask, don't tell. If you want to keep dating him, don't touch your fancy intestines. ”

Song Guo's voice became very solemn and serious.

Huang Dalong's eyes rolled, and he sat up straight with a smile, but he was playing music in his heart, waiting for his sister Huang Yingying to take a winter vacation, and let her go to set Song Guo's words.

Peng Yuanzheng quickly came back after the call. The pager was called by his mother Meng Lin, who stayed in Xin'an City to live alone, Meng Lin was somewhat uneasy, and repeatedly told him to take care of himself.

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After a few people finished drinking, they went to sing and dance again, and played until late at night. Huang Dalong took the driver to send Peng Yuanzheng and Song Guo home one by one, and then returned to the Huang family's villa on the outskirts of the city with Wang Na.

Song Guo tiptoed open the security door of the house, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard his father's majestic voice coming from the study, "Song Guo! ”

Song Guo gasped.

Song Bingnan was very disgusted with his petty bourgeois sentiment of calling friends to drink and sing outside, and every time he was caught, he had to reprimand him fiercely.

Most of his drunken mood suddenly dissipated, and he hesitated into the study, rubbed his hands and smiled, "Dad, you haven't slept yet?" ”

Song Bingnan frowned and said, "You went outside again to make a fuss in the dark, how many times have I told you?" ”

Song Guo said in a low voice, "Dad, I'm playing with Peng Yuanzheng tonight." You can rest assured, your son and I will never do anything that corrupts the door. ”

Hearing that he was with Peng Yuanzheng, the anger on Song Bingnan's face gradually disappeared.

"Let's go to sleep." Song Bingnan waved his hand.

"By the way, Dad, I heard that Peng Yuanzheng was going to be sent down by the Propaganda Department to rotate and exercise." Song Guo was just about to go out, but he turned back and said softly.

"Rotational workouts? What is the hall of fame? Song Bingnan was stunned and groaned.

Half ringing. Song Bingnan looked up at his son, his voice solemn and eager, "Peng Yuanzheng told you?" What is his attitude? ”

"He doesn't seem to care, but I listen to that meaning, it seems that the leader in charge of the Propaganda Department who has just arrived doesn't treat him very well......" Song Guo took a step forward, leaned down and said, "Dad, I don't think you can ignore it." If he is wronged in the city, I am afraid that the Feng family will not be able to speak. ”

Song Bingnan raised his eyebrows, waved his hand and said, "You go to sleep, you don't care." ”

Song Guo sighed and left quietly.

After Song Guo left, Song Bingnan lit another cigarette and sat behind the lamp and fell into deep thought. Smoke rose in the dim light, blurring his countenance.

The Feng family asked Peng Yuanzheng to stay in Xin'an without revealing his identity. In the eyes of ordinary people, this must be incredible; But at Song Bingnan's level and level, he could almost conclude that this was an inevitable sign that the old man of the Feng family was ready to devote himself to cultivating this eldest grandson.

You must know that the more fully Peng Yuanzheng has been trained at the grassroots level, the more solid the foundation will be, and he will spread his wings and soar into the sky in the future.

The hidden dragon has not risen into the abyss, just because the time is ripe.

Thinking of this, Song Bingnan couldn't help but sigh. Although Feng Botao didn't say anything, the third-generation little prince of the Feng family was by his side, if Peng Yuanzheng really did something wrong, even if the Feng family wouldn't say anything in the future, he couldn't pass this hurdle in his own heart.

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