Huaxia Society.

One of the four major clubs in Beijing.

Occupying the entire prince's mansion, the mansion of the twenty-fourth son of Kangxi, the appearance seems to be not much different from the other courtyards in the Xirongxian Hutong, but only by being in it can you feel its magnificence and luxury.

The courtyard is carved with beams and paintings, the palace lamp corridor, like the royal style, one of which is planted with a few ginkgo trees, and suddenly stands a three-storey quaint attic.

An elegant young man stopped on the attic terrace, condescendingly admiring the surrounding large courtyard of blue bricks and gray tiles, even if he was sharp and restrained, his outstanding temperament was enough to make ordinary people feel awe.

Behind the young man stood respectfully a middle-aged man, and said worriedly: "Prince, Mr. Fan wants to entrust your relationship again and sit with Minister Du of the Ministry of Railways." ”

Prince.

Symbolizes power and supreme reverence.

And in the land of China, where the imperial power has collapsed for more than 100 years, this title is about to become a dusty mark in history, and why is this young man called the prince?

"He actually has the face to look for me, the overall bathroom of the high-speed rail purchased by CNR from him, one 1.2 million, is now being hyped by the media, the appearance is too ugly, and sooner or later he will be unlucky." The young man's tone was tepid and very calm, and even the henchmen who had followed him for many years could hardly guess what the young master meant.

"Then I'll turn him down." The middle-aged man asked tentatively.

The young man shook his head with a deep smile, and said quietly: "Let him wait, I will arrange for him to meet with Du Jun, he will still have a copy of the purchase order of CNR next year, but tell him clearly, the money earned, four or six points, who is six and who is four, I think he should be clear." ”

"Prince, didn't you say that Minister Du maybe"

"The surname Du, the surname Fan, it's not unlucky, it has nothing to do with me, I earn my money." There was a little more playfulness in the young man's smile, and there was a hint of arrogance.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then nodded thoughtfully.

The partial reshuffle of the power layer in the capital really does not involve the young man in front of him, because his grandparents gave him the capital to overlook all this.

Even if it changes in two years.

He is still at the top of the circle of the Forty-Nine City.

The gentlemen who came out of the compounds of countless ministries and commissions are still the only ones who look ahead.

"Prince, there is still a small matter" The middle-aged man muttered, feeling that the thing he wanted to say was too insignificant, but someone begged him, and it was true that he didn't want to go.

The young man said lightly: "If you have something to say, just say it." ”

Middle-aged man, "Wang Yuanding's nephew offended people and was imprisoned, and a black prison of Yuanding Security Company, a subsidiary of Yuanding Group, was also terminated, and Wang Yuanding asked me to fish for people." ”

"Looking for me about this, too?" The young man turned his face to stare at the middle-aged man, slightly dissatisfied.

"People were not arrested by the police, they were taken away by people from the military." The middle-aged man cautiously explained that if it was the action of the city government, it would be enough for him to come forward, so why should he alarm the young master.

"Military"

The young man frowned slightly, this was the last word he wanted to hear.

He, the prince in the minds of the disciples of the big courtyard, has always been ridiculed as a laughing stock by the unruly people who came out of the army compound.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to say more, and waited silently, but concluded that the youth would make a move, even if Wang Yuanding was just a small shrimp attached to the young man's feet, it was definitely not someone who wanted to move.

"Wang Yuanding's nephew"

The young man pondered for a moment and groaned.

Wang Yuanding is not a fart in his eyes, not to mention Wang Yuanding's nephew, he left him to fend for himself, which made the heart of the middle-aged man full of expectations sink.

"But someone is targeting Yuanding Group, and I can't turn a blind eye." The young man sneered, and the middle-aged man, who was already disappointed, was suddenly overjoyed.

Peking University, a place where heroes gather.

Peking University's Guanghua School of Management, the best business school in the Asia-Pacific region, is the elite of the elite.

Yang Chen and Nalan Tongtong, who had a single-lens reflex camera around his neck, appeared at the West Gate of Peking University, which is not only a bustling passage, but also a symbol of Peking University.

Nalan Tongtong raised the camera and took pictures continuously.

Yang Chen looked up at the plaque on the gatehouse, the four gilded characters swayed by the great man were vigorous and powerful, he had walked here many times, but he had never entered.

Not afraid of death, not afraid of power.

But he was in awe of this institution that had changed the course of Chinese history.

"Husband, take a few pictures for me." Nalan happily handed the camera to Yang Chen, and there were all kinds of cute poss in front of the quaint gatehouse, which caused pedestrians to look back frequently.

Peking University, Tsinghua University, and the ruins of the Old Summer Palace constitute a small tourist circle, and then go further and there is the Summer Palace, so there are many tourists, and they have to register their ID cards and queue up to enter.

Before Yang Chen entered the door, he called Yu Xiaobin first, and when he answered the phone, he listened to a voice that was both familiar and a little unfamiliar, and he was full of emotion, and Xiaoyu back then also seemed excited, complaining that Yang Chen, who had evaporated from the world for several years, had not contacted him.

The two chatted for a few minutes, made an appointment to meet the place, Yang Chen took Nalan Tongtong, boarded the ID card, and entered Peking University, which is a campus where classical gardens and modern buildings complement each other, more atmosphere and more heritage than Yang Chen's Ningda, after all, more than a hundred years of history, precipitation of too much charm worth savoring.

Many cultural sites are scattered.

Boya Tower, Weiming Lake, Library.

This is a must-go place for tourists, Yang Chen was anxious to see Xiaoyu, and he didn't visit them one by one, on the road to the lake, two old classmates who had been separated for many years finally reunited.

It's all changed.

Yang Chen felt that Xiaoyu was more handsome and chic than six or seven years ago, exuding confidence and gentleness.

Xiao Yu felt that Yang Chen's momentum was even worse than back then, even if this man was very low-key and introverted, he could still make people with keen senses feel an invisible sense of oppression.

Temperament.

This ethereal thing.

It is vividly reflected in Yang Chen.

"We haven't seen each other for almost seven years, and it's been all these years." Xiao Yu walked in front of Yang Chen with emotion, very happy, and his mood was also very complicated, time passed too fast, and many things in the past seemed to have been lost before they had time to grasp it, such as the beautiful middle school days.

For Xiao Yu, if he doesn't continue his studies, the high-spirited college years are about to pass, because he is a senior, he sees Nalan Tongtong behind Yang Chen, and Yang Chen also sees a tall girl behind him who is as gentle as water, thinking that Xiao Yu, who once blushed when talking to girls, made an extraordinary move.

In the past, Xiao Yu had always been angry with Li Nan and Zhu San's son, and was angry for Yang Chen, but at this moment, he was relieved to see Nalan Tongtong.

Yang Chen, who is the focus of attention everywhere he goes, when will there be a shortage of good girls.

"Let's go, it's almost noon, let's eat first." Xiaoyu pulled Yang Chen, to do the friendship of the landlord, how could Yang Chen pass by a small shop called Songlin Bun Shop, if he had to go in to try it, Xiaoyu was helpless, so he had to have lunch here, Xiaoyu's girlfriend smiled secretly.

Not a mockery.

She laughed at herself for not being able to see people, at first she felt that Yang Chen, Nalan Tongtong, a very eye-catching golden boy and jade girl, was either rich or expensive, but now it seems that they should belong to ordinary people.