Provincial capital, 10,000 homes.

Qiu Mao parked his newly bought Porsche 718 at the door, then got out of the car and walked to progress.

Walking past the door, he nodded to the guard at the door, but the guard didn't say anything, just opened the door and let him in.

Qiu Mao smiled, glanced at the endless trees behind him, and walked in with his head held high.

Wanjia courtyard is not something that anyone can enter if they want to.

According to the different identities, there are still three, six, nine and so on.

The first class is naturally the head of the Wan family, and there are some high-ranking people in charge.

These people are directly released when they see the license plate number, not only that, although it is not a regulation, but it is customary to need the captain of the guard on duty to come out to greet him in person.

Even the car may not even let go of the accelerator, and the person sitting in the car won't even roll down the window.

But since the captain of the guard received the favor of the head of the Wan family at the door, everyone has taken advantage of this opportunity.

And the second class is the little characters such as Wan Zheng and Wan Jie, as well as some old people who have been at home for a long time, such as the old guard before.

This type of person can also enter directly, but it is relatively not so exaggerated.

The third class is like Qiu Mao.

He can also go in without a notice, but from this point on, he can only get off at the door and walk in.

The section of the road that leads directly into the woods that Xu Shuwen once complained about is not something that anyone can drive in if they want to.

But don't look down on it.

There are many people who rely on thousands of homes to eat, and it is not easy to do this.

If you want to talk about this Qiu Mao, he is not an unknown person.

It should be said that he is already an ordinary person, and he can reach a higher level through the drill camp.

Of course, there are always all kinds of geniuses in this world, maybe they can easily be admitted to the TOP2 schools, maybe they are born with a lot of money, or their family is huge.

Such a person naturally disdains Qiu Mao's current realm.

However, this kind of person is a minority after all, and Qiu Mao is the one who is ordinary but hard-working among all living beings.

He is average in learning, mediocre in intelligence, and has no talent in cultivation, and he is not even a martial artist so far.

But even so, Qiu Mao still relied on his efforts to be admitted to a good university, which can be said to have exhausted his life's efforts.

After graduating, Qiu Mao first joined a small company, which is owned by Wanjia.

His initial path was not smooth, and the role of a young clerk who had just graduated in a family-owned business was very limited.

He knows that very well.

As the saying goes, the temple is a small demon with a big wind, and the water is shallow.

The more small companies like this have nothing to do, the worse the internal atmosphere is.

Qiu Mao soon learned his first lesson after entering society, and it was impossible for young people not to be classed.

The only consolation is that Xiaoqian, who came in the same year as him, is a young and energetic girl.

When he saw the new back-up man, his little leader's eyes lit up, and when a few old and new, everything could not be completed, or there were greasy projects, all the projects were thrown to him.

The result is also obvious, he was deducted from his bonus for a whole year, and he was scolded as a waste in front of the whole company.

Qiu Mao still remembers the expression of the little leader at that time, as well as the contemptuous smile on the face of Xiao Qian, a young girl who entered the company in the same year as him.

Afterwards, Qiu Mao once invited the company's driver, the eldest brother, to drink, and when the eldest brother got drunk, he told him that he would drive Xiaoqian to the little leader's house every Sunday.

Hearing this, Qiu Mao smiled bitterly, and the wine he drank had no taste.

Generally speaking, the next plot will be to spend a year or two trying to improve yourself, jumping into a large company with your strength, and then exerting your strength, rising step by step, and finally becoming the CEO, marrying Bai Fumei, and reaching the peak of life.

It's a pity, as mentioned above, Qiu Mao is just an ordinary person, and he can't do something that only belongs to the protagonist.

But at the same time, he is also a drill man.

When it comes to face, he can only be regarded as middle-class, but this face is a little different with his clever mouth.

So when Qiu Mao's career was frustrated, he immediately chose to marry his boss, an older young woman from the Wan family who didn't understand the world.

It's a little bit of the rich woman's love, which is too "heavy", so she hasn't been able to send it out, maybe it's Qiu Mao's three-inch tongue that is really strong.

In short, this realistic version of the rich woman hugging me was still staged.

That year, Qiu Mao was 23 years old, and this Miss Wanjia was 33 years old.

As the saying goes, the third female college holds the gold brick, and the female college thirty sends the country.

This young lady is only ten years older than Qiu Mao, so naturally she can't send the country, but it's no problem to send a small company.

So, on the night of his wedding, he became the owner of this small company.

Qiu Mao grew overnight.

Early the next morning, the boss of the driver department drove the only Mercedes-Benz in the company and waited for him downstairs.

Qiu Mao sat up very calmly, without the slightest discomfort, as if this scene had been staged hundreds of times.

The moment he stepped into the company, no one dared to look at him.

He looked at the flattering little leader in front of him, and Xiao Qian, who pretended to be very familiar with him and had a bright smile on his face.

Do you think that you are going to have a hearty slap in the face next?

But it's not.

At this moment, he felt emptiness, an emptiness that he had never felt before.

Qiu Mao naturally put his hand on Xiao Qian's buttocks, the latter frowned, his body was a little stiff, but he didn't dodge, but smiled even brighter.

Qiu Mao did not let the little leader get out, nor did he transfer his position, on the contrary, he also moved his workstation to the opposite side of his office, as long as he opened the door, he could see his back.

And the previous driver's eldest brother successfully became the leader of the small leader.

Qiu Mao did all this for nothing else, just to feel his victory comprehensively and lastingly.

He tasted the sweetness for the first time, and since then he has been out of control on this road to the camp.

With this company and the identity of Wanjia's son-in-law, he successfully entered the circle of Wanjia.

After several years of hard work, he finally entered Wan Zheng's eyes.

And this gave him the opportunity to walk in without a report.

Qiu Mao recalled his past and stepped on the cobblestone pavement.

One foot deep, one foot shallow.

It's like his life.

Suddenly, a Rolls-Royce whizzed past him, and even in this kind of yard, it didn't slow down in the slightest.

Qiu Mao happened to be walking next to a puddle, and the Rolls-Royce ruins were dusty, and the wheels pressed up unceremoniously, splashing him all over.

"Me!"

Before he could say anything, he stiffly held back.

As soon as his eyes moved forward, he saw the dark black Rolls-Royce Phantom with a pure gold waistline painted on the side.

The license plate number on the back belongs to Wan Zheng's car.

And Qiu Mao came today precisely because Wan Zheng gathered their group.

Shaking his head, he shook the water off his body.

Glancing at the shirt, it was good that the water in the puddle was just some rain, and there weren't too many mud spots.

Qiu Mao took a while, walked to the door of the conference room, looked around, and pulled a waiter, "Find me a shirt, I'm wet, I'm wearing 175, I want Armani." ”

The waiter can work in 10,000 homes, and he also has eyesight, and he usually sees a lot of messy requirements, so he naturally won't talk much.

After explaining, Qiu Mao knocked on the door, and waited until there was a "come in" inside before he pushed the door in.

The conference room was full of smoke, and as soon as he entered the door, Yi Wenguang, who was sitting at the door, handed over a cigarette with a smile, "I didn't expect my brother to be so well-behaved, and he knocked on the door when he came in." ”

This is a guy in his 40s and a boss of a company under Wanjia.

Qiu Mao took the cigarette with a somewhat embarrassed face, put it in his mouth, stretched out his hand to block the wind, and let Yi Wenguang reach over and light the lighter for him, "When I came in, I saw the young master, and I thought he was already there." ”

"Hey, everyone, look at it, college students are just different, they know the rules!" Yi Wenguang smiled and said to a few people around him, and those people also laughed when they heard it.

"The young master must be cleaning up, going to the toilet or something, do you think you'll be sitting in a fart after coming like you?"

Another boss, who was not too young, spoke.

Qiu Mao smiled wryly, and suddenly, Wan Zheng pushed the door in, and everyone's smiles stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong? Why don't you laugh? What's fun to share with me? Wan Zhengpi looked at a few people with a smile, no one dared to reply, his eyes swept to Qiu Mao, and found that he was wet, and couldn't help but smile and ask, "What's wrong with you?" Jumped into the lake to take a bath? ”

Qiu Mao hid the lit cigarette behind his back, nodded and said, "I was a little unlucky today, I just fell on the road and fell into a puddle." ”

"Then you have to be careful not to catch a cold." Wan Zheng patted him on the shoulder to show closeness, if it was normal, he would definitely not do this.

But now it's different, and he needs the support of these people now more than ever.