"The child of my cousin Aunt Guo Tao's family, among the juniors of our family, he is the closest to me." Yang Chen patted Guo Tao on the shoulder and introduced to everyone present.

My cousin is twenty-six or seventeen, and he can't always spend his time in a small company, he should see the world, get in touch with more people on the road, broaden his horizons, and prepare for getting ahead in the future.

After all, the environment has a very great impact on a person, as the saying goes, stand tall and look far, worry about overtime every day, and worry about when to raise wages, it is difficult for people to have a big profit.

Guo Tao got up abruptly and nodded at the people present, looking restrained, he didn't have the heart and courage of his cousin Yang Chen, he was sixteen or seventeen years old and worked against Zhu San, the boss of Xinfeng, such a group of social big brothers looked at him, can he not be nervous.

"Yang Shao's cousin is his own brother, let's go."

Luo Er poured a full bottle of wine and took the initiative to salute Guo Tao, Guo Tao couldn't drink enough, barely drank a few bottles of beer, drank two or three sips of liquor, and only took a little sip at the suggestion of his cousin, and Luo Er was all dry, which was equivalent to punishing himself with a glass of wine, so as to apologize to Guo Tao, who was almost false.

"Yang Shao's cousin, then I will call you Xiaotao, don't you mind?" Hong Sihai looked at Guo Tao with a smile and Yang Shaoxiaotao, the difference between the two is huge, it's not that Hong Ye looks down on Guo Tao.

Yang Chen came to Xijing to establish a great reputation.

Everyone here respected, admired, and even feared from the bottom of their hearts.

Guo Tao is an ordinary young man, even if it is Yang Chen's cousin, he doesn't need these big brothers in society to surrender their identity to make friends.

"Feel free to call me anything." Guo Tao smiled unnaturally, as if facing the company's CEO, he was bound and couldn't let go, which made the big brothers laugh.

Yang Chen smiled and asked Guo Tao to sit down, raised his hand to pull the big brothers present, and told Guo Tao and these old brothers that they didn't need to see each other, Guo Tao nodded vigorously.

Hong Sihai asked: "Xiao Tao, what are you doing in Xijing?" ”

Guo Tao scratched his head slightly embarrassed and said: "Working for a private company, half-dead." ”

"In this case, come to my scene, you have a name, you don't have to go to work, 10,000 yuan a month, there is an Ao A6 idle in the logistics department, you drive it first, and use the walking tool." Hong Sihai said boldly.

Others understand that the scheming Hong Ye is by no means blindly ingratiating himself with Yang Shao, who has a mysterious background, but wants to make more points of interest between the two.

There are no forever friends.

Only eternal benefits.

The friendship that binds interests is the strongest.

No matter which path you are mixed in, this is an unbreakable truth.

With a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan and an Audi car, it is simply pie in the sky, it is too tempting for a moonlight white-collar worker like Guo Tao, and he looked at Yang Chen beside him at a loss.

"I understand Master Hong's kindness for my cousin, and I have my own arrangements for his affairs." Yang Chen said with a smile, what is Hong Sihai thinking, he knows, it doesn't matter, the main paradise entertainment city is a gold cave for drunken gold fans, and people who don't have any concentration are mixed in this place, and they are easy to fall and go astray.

Yang Chen refused Hong Sihai, Guo Tao had no opinion, knowing that what his cousin did must have a deep meaning, and besides, with such a bullish cousin, he was not worried that he would not be able to become famous and do nothing for a lifetime in the future.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

Yang Chen deliberately talked about the project of Ming and Qing Dynasty Style Street, saying that a friend worked in the demolition office of the Style Street Project Department, and he was very anxious about the demolition.

"That piece of land, the government has moved several times, did not take down, first, the residents of that area are too united, the people are fierce, the year before last, the government went in 300 people, the residents pulled their homes to call friends, gathered more than 1,000 people, stunned to conquer the demolition team to beat the fart and urine flow, second, there are two rows of yards are twenty or thirty years ago party committee staff room, living some ** ten years old guys, either the old revolution, or fought to resist US aggression and aid Korea, the old guys to sit in front of the excavator, who dares to mess around, the governor and mayor go, the old guys still point to their noses and scold, Mingzhu Group thought that it had caught the fragrant dumplings, but in fact, it was a mess, which to dismantle. Liu Jianguo, who was silent, drank a few glasses of wine and talked more.

Yang Chen listened carefully and smiled bitterly in his heart.

It turns out that there are so many problems in that urban village.

The strategy of the beautiful president Xiao Ruoshui to salute first and then soldiers may not work.

"Looking at Xijing, maybe only the Vilia Group can shake that piece of land, and Nalan Hai, who has people in Beijing, can't compare to Wu Jianzhong's deep-rooted roots in the official face of Xijing, and there is a mess, a lot of people from the provincial and municipal party committees will press down for him, and Wu Lao Er has a set of ruthless play, and it is not difficult for the two brothers to cooperate and shake that land." Liu Jianguo added that the analysis was penetrating, and even Hong Sihai, who hated the martial arts brothers, had to nod in agreement.

"Oh"

Yang Chen nodded slowly and smiled quietly.

More than a dozen eldest brothers were full of wine and food, taking a bath step by step, and the bathhouse on the fourth floor had already vacated a large bubble pool and a sauna for them, since they came, Yang Chen simply mingled with these people, took a bath, Guo Tao had other things to do at night, greeted everyone, and left first.

This kid walked out of the Paradise Entertainment City, looked back at the Nordic style six-story building, resplendent and extravagant, passed by here before, looked at the luxury cars in the parking lot, and always felt that this kind of gold cave and his eight poles could not be beaten, how could he have thought that there would be a few days.

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, the old Yang family finally came out of such a demon as you." Guo Tao turned his head to himself, walked to the side of the road to take a taxi, and was very glad that he had a cousin of Niu Cha, and his future life would be very exciting.

Baths on the fourth floor of Paradise Entertainment City.

A group of old men stripped off, no brand-name clothes, still full of big brother, swaggering from the changing room into the bathing hall, no one dared to look directly, the waiter was even more respectful, more than a dozen people occupied half a basketball court The size of the pool, people who didn't know them were still frightened away by their inadvertent anger.

Yang Chen put a towel on his back to block some of the scars on his chest and back, and finally walked into the bathing hall, even so, it still made the people present secretly breathe.

"Look at Yang Shao" Luo Er lost his voice and reminded the big brothers who were chatting in the pool, Shi, Hong Sihai, Liu Jianguo, and Zheng Tai were fine, and the expressions of the rest of the people changed a lot in an instant, some were surprised, some were shocked, and some were incredulous, when Yang Chen pulled off the towel on his shoulder and sat in the pool, more than a dozen social brothers who thought they were well-informed were all silent.

Luo Erchang took a breath and said, "Yang Shao, your scar is too domineering. ”

"What's domineering, the ghost gate is in and out, and I almost died." Yang Chen smiled disapprerovingly, he had been used to his scars over the years, and he didn't feel special.

The others didn't know what to say, looked at Yang Chen, laughed dryly, and pondered one by one, Yang Chen's hideous scar symbolized how many times he had fought and how many people's blood his hands were stained.

Young and domineering.