Small bun shop.

A dining table for four people facing each other.

Buns and porridge were served, and Xiaoyu, who was busy buying rice, sat down and asked Yang Chen, "Yang Zi, what have you been doing all these years?" What to do now? ”

"I have been a soldier for five years, and I came back from the army last year and went to Ningbo University, and now I am also a college student." Yang Chen smiled freely, not caring at all about the eyes of the people around him.

Ningda.

Ningxi University.

The top 15 key universities in the mainland.

In the eyes of these students at Peking University, it is commonplace.

Xiaoyu's girlfriend showed a gentle smile and asked Nalan Tongtong if she was okay with buns, Nalan Tongtong nodded and said that it was delicious, this girl was no worse than her man in playing low-key Taoism.

"Xiaoyu, you're about to graduate, what are you going to do? Guanghua School of Management of Peking University is all elites, both at home and abroad, and I am looking forward to you making a career. Yang Chen watched Xiaoyu talk while eating steamed buns, and sincerely hoped that Xiaoyu, who had once carried the same grassroots brand as him, would get ahead.

"Xiaoyu, also has a career, he is the man of the year in our school, in his sophomore year, he gathered a few classmates, played private equity, and now controls nearly one billion capital, and this year there are many classmates and alumni support, he established the Huaxia Private Equity Fund Alliance, joining this alliance, not purely playing private equity, as well as more than a dozen entrepreneurs studying in Guanghua, over time, may develop into a financial club that gathers many elites." Xiaoyu's girlfriend was afraid that her low-key boyfriend would be embarrassed to show off her achievements, so she simply helped and explained it.

Private.

Yang Chen, who studies economics, understands this thing, the so-called control of one billion capital, does not mean that one billion is the money in your pocket, but to attract such a huge amount of capital to enter, Xiaoyu's private placement is quite successful, and he can't help but praise: "You kid is so powerful, I thought you were a character back then." ”

Xiaoyu's girlfriend Wen Tingting smiled like a flower, full of happiness, and felt that she had found the most capable and excellent man in the world, you must know that this man relied on student loans to pay tuition when he first entered college, and in less than four years, he completed the counterattack of **silk, who is stronger than her man?

Xiaoyu shook his head and smiled when he was praised, and said in his heart: Yang Zi, I am just the icing on the cake for you, you are the outlier who will be in the sky in the future.

Even if the current Yang Chen seems mediocre, Xiaoyu still firmly believes that he will not look at the wrong person,

After the four of them had a harmonious atmosphere and finished lunch, Xiaoyu Wen Tingting accompanied Yang Chen and Nalan Tongtong to visit Peking University, and by the way, she acted as a tour guide and walked around for a whole afternoon.

Just the view.

Peking University is barely watchable.

What is deeply touching is the unique humanistic atmosphere.

Looking at the country, there is no second university like this.

Staying in this place for a long time can indeed cultivate sentiment, and perhaps it can also dissolve the anger on his body, Yang Chen looked at Peking University under the sunset, and felt a lot.

As Lao Yu said.

Walking through the rain of bullets, the smoke of gunfire and gunpowder and killing countless people, whenever the edge is revealed, the cold killing machine that pierces people is too scary.

"There's a little party like a salon tonight, you two come too, I initiated it, and Xiaoyu's good friends are here." Wen Tingting smiled and invited Yang Chen to Nalan Tongtong.

Nalan Tongtong doesn't care, everything is up to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen saw that Wen Tingting wanted him and Xiao Nizi to feel the atmosphere of the circle where the little fish intersected, so he simply became an adult and readily agreed.

Salon, Italian, was originally a small gathering with a very literary style, for example, the famous talented beauty Lin Huiyin held a salon during the Republic of China, which was very influential.

It's just that now the salon has become.

It's no longer a literary thing.

Xiaoyu and Wen Tingting live in the family area of Changchun Garden of Peking University, which is in a good location, sandwiched between the ruins of the Old Summer Palace and the gardens of Peking University, with many old buildings, lakes in front and back, and garden landscapes.

The old house with three bedrooms and one living room, the living room is spacious, the layout is very warm and clean, and there is a couple living here, who is Xiaoyu's classmate and Xiaoyu's assistant.

The man's name is Zhou Bing.

The woman's name is Wang Mei.

This girl is also a high school classmate of Xiaoyu's girlfriend Wen Tingting, both of them are top students in the capital No. 4 Middle School, authentic Beijing girls, at this time Zhou Bing Wang Mei is preparing snacks, food, and fruit plates for the evening party.

They are all energetic young people, Yang Chen quickly chatted with Zhou Bing, and Nalan Tongtong also helped Wen Tingting and Wang Mei to do their backs.

Before they were ready, the people who attended the small party came one after another.

Xiao Yu introduced Yang Chen one by one, it can be said that all of them are elites, more than a dozen people sat in the living room, talked around the coffee table, analyzed the country's economic prospects for a while, and discussed the next investment plan for a while.

Yang Chen listened silently.

Nalan Tongtong snuggled up to her man obediently.

Seeing that the two of them didn't interject casually, most of Xiaoyu's friends thought that the golden boy and girl duo was too far away from the level of the circle they were in, not that they were underestimated or disdainful, but just speculation in their hearts.

"Tongtong, your surname is Nalan, a native of Xijing, the richest man in Xijing, Nalan Hai, have you heard of it?" There was a girl here who learned Nalan Tongtong's name and asked with a smile.

Xiao Nizi smiled and nodded, calm and natural.

If it was another girl, on this occasion, most of them couldn't wait to say that it was her father.

The girl who asked saw that Xiao Nizi smiled calmly, didn't say much, and didn't delve into the relationship between the two surnamed Nalan, she didn't have Nalan Tongtong and Nalan Hai together at all.

"I think Yang Ziqi is Xuanang, it must be a good material in the future, I have a friend in Xijing, very powerful woman, or I'll give you a ride, anyway, you have a lot of leisure time in college, go to her company to exercise first, and wait until you graduate, the road will be wide, if you are favored by her, the future is absolutely immeasurable."

The man staring at Yang Chen is called Xie Siyuan, in his thirties, quite a successful person's style, according to Xiaoyu, this person is gilding in the Guanghua EMBA class, and has a large-scale enterprise under his name, involved in the field of new energy and environmental protection, and is recently lobbying Xiaoyu's small circle to throw money into the photovoltaic industry.

"Brother Xie, are you talking about Xiao Ruoshui again, you talk about my idol every day, is it interesting to others?" Zhou Bing's girlfriend Wang Mei laughed and teased.

Xiao Ruoshui.

A strong woman who is on the cover of financial magazines from time to time.

Guanghua School of Management, the best business school in the Asia-Pacific region, how can these elite students of Guanghua College not know Xiao Ruoshui, Wang Mei regards Xiao Ruoshui as an idol and a goal to surpass.

Xie Siyuan was stabbed in the bottom of the center by Wang Mei's words, and smiled bitterly, two years ago, he met Xiao Ruoshui at a gathering of elites in the southern business circle, fell in love at first sight, and showed his love frantically to no avail, and finally wisely retreated to the next best and became Xiao Ruoshui's friend.

Friend.

Boyfriend.

A word difference.

But it was the huge gap that Xie Siyuan couldn't overcome with all his might, he restrained his smile and said that he would help Yang Chen contact him now, and without waiting for Yang Chen to say anything, he fiddled with his mobile phone to dial.