Whether a person can achieve achievements or not is directly related to his ambition, and a person without great ambitions, even if he has talent, cannot achieve great results, because his life goal has long been shackled by his eyes. Life is like climbing a mountain, the most important thing is to set a height for yourself first, if you only set your life goal halfway up the mountain, then you will never reach the top of the mountain. --Bill gates.

Nie Peng was like a cucumber that had fallen into a salt jar, wilting back to the apartment, wandering for nearly 2 hours, with a thick smell of mist on his body.

"Where?" Jiaying sat on the sofa, holding her notebook and typing on the keyboard.

"Take a walk" to hang clothes on the hanger and go to the bathroom to wash your face. He didn't want to expose his helpless side in front of Jiaying, especially such a foggy mood, which really made him a little uncomfortable with such a self.

Jiaying stared at his back, and her mood became worse, wondering if it was because she hadn't let him succeed these days? Although the two have developed to the point of cuddling and sleeping together, under Jiaying's insistence, the last hurdle has never been broken, and Nie Peng naturally did not force it.

In other words, what the two of them have done so far is at best playing some wet and sticky little games before going to bed. Whenever the energy is exhausted, it will not be so difficult to fall asleep with it, so until now, the two are still the first brother and first sister in the real sense.

What to do? If that's the case, should you give it to him in advance? But I really want to stay on the moon and happen again...

Jia Ying, who was caught in the battle between heaven and man, held the notebook thoughtfully, laughing and worrying for a while, not noticing that Nie Peng, who had cleaned up neatly, had been standing behind her and watching her for a long time.

"Ahem" looked at Jiaying, whose eyes were not on the screen at all, Nie Peng reminded loudly, "What are you in a daze?" Ready to go."

"Ah?。。 Oh!! Jiaying, who was relieved, hurriedly stood up, ran upstairs to change clothes with a red face, and didn't dare to look at Nie Peng's eyes at all.

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The wide and domineering Raptor driving on the road is still the object of attention of many drivers.

At this moment, the fog in the field of vision has dissipated a lot, but it has not yet melted away, and the visibility is naturally not high, so I stayed in the cockpit with good sound insulation, feeling the fog cover that enveloped half of the world, and the embarrassing atmosphere once again filled the senses of the two.

They both felt each other's abnormality, but they didn't know what it was, and they talked about the topic of having a match or not, and chatted all the way to Wang Changwen's machinery factory with the raptor who couldn't raise the speed.

In front of the factory, a long line of transport convoys lined up on the side of the road with engines turned off, silently expressing their dissatisfaction with the bad weather, but the road closure forced them to resign themselves to fate.

Drove the bird of prey into the spacious gate, and Wang Changwen personally came out to greet him.

Surrounded by rare birds of prey, they repeatedly instructed the workers to be careful after loading. Without saying anything, he pulled Nie Peng and Jiaying to his office to drink tea, and looked at the fog that had not dissipated, Nie Peng did not refuse, he understood that Wang Changwen was friendly to him.

Nie's father is a tea fan, and Nie Peng's kung fu in tea is naturally not bad. Looking at Wang Changwen's cherished tea and smelling the honey fragrance that filled the house, it was clear that he regarded him as an equal business partner, not a junior. Otherwise, there is no need to show yourself a young man in his twenties that set of tedious tea-making skills.

"Come, taste this tea" Wang Changwen didn't care whether he understood it or not, put the tea cup in front of the two, and waited for them to evaluate it with expectation.

Nie Peng picked up the cup, and the high-alcohol aroma penetrated into his nose, and he was relaxed.

"The soup is red, mellow, the taste is thick, and it is good Yunnan red." In one go, Nie Peng couldn't stop smacking his lips, leaving his mouth fragrant.

"Yo, I really didn't see it, I know how to do it." Wang Changwen was slightly surprised, although the principle of treating distinguished guests with good tea has never changed over the years, but this time for him, he really didn't expect Nie Peng to give a reason, after all, the age is here, and it's almost the same to talk to him about Coke Sprite, talk about tea? It's basically not a person in a channel.

"Uncle Wang said that he laughed, it was all rubbed out of my father's tea, it's okay to coax the layman, leave you here, the class has an axe." Nie Peng didn't dare to hold it up, he knew that this tea was still better than his father's five or six hundred and one taels of gold silk, and wondered if Wang Changwen had any deep meaning in entertaining him with these things.

Sure enough, the topic turned three or two times to talk about custom parts. Starting from the first 5 culture tanks, to the later annular support hoops, and then to the 20 culture tanks and low-stress alloy sealing chambers this time, these machining parts that can rarely be used under conventional circumstances have long attracted Wang Changwen's attention, and the results of the combination analysis have made him believe that Nie Peng's background is definitely more than just a simple trade.

So I took today's opportunity to test whether the gold owner still had a bigger order in his hands, so as to find a long-term customer for the factory.

The purpose of the customized parts naturally cannot be explained in one hundred and fifty ten, but the business relationship that does not look up and does not look down is also made up by Nie Peng's nonsense, so he explained the use of the equipment with half-truths and half-truths, such as dust-free low-temperature chambers, radiation simulation cabins and other high-tech things, which probably frightened Wang Changwen.

Looking at Wang Changwen's somewhat admiring look, Nie Peng's heart flashed with a trace of incomprehension, he understood Wang Changwen's intention to guide the topic, and also understood his idea of using this as an opportunity to achieve in-depth cooperation, but he only didn't understand, what was his purpose?

To make money? For the sake of fame? Or is it for whom's expectations?

He tried hard to dispel these thoughts, but the more he tried, the more futile he felt, and the question was like a wildfire that swept through the wasteland, burning his mind completely in an instant.

"Uncle Wang, can I ask you a more personal question?" Nie Peng looked at Wang Changwen, who was still there concentrating on making tea, and somehow popped out this sentence.

Hearing this, Wang Changwen was obviously stunned for a moment, and the kung fu in his hand also stopped, staring at Nie Peng with some curiosity, figuring out what he meant. Jiaying also excused herself to go to the bathroom and walked away, leaving enough space for the two to discuss "private" issues.

"Say, mysterious" Wang Changwen put on a posture of listening attentively.

"You said that you, the family is big, why do you have to work so hard. What about a career? Nie Peng tried his best to ask the question less sharply, but as soon as the words came out, he felt that it was not what he wanted to express, so he added: "I mean, what kind of power is it. Sustain you ... What about struggle? ”。

After that, he looked at Wang Changwen.