Chapter Seventy-Eight: Returnees
Zhang Jianjun didn't step forward to say hello, after all, his purpose today was not this.
He simply found a random place to sit down, and he looked at the people here.
Most of the people who came to the party were middle-aged men, and half of them were as old as Liu Junhai.
In this era, they are basically self-made and work hard to make a career on their own, where are there so many young rich second generations, so it is difficult to pass the assessment.
From Zhang Jianjun to the present, no one has ever greeted him, or even looked at him with contemptuous eyes.
Although the clothes he wears are worth a lot of money, and he can be regarded as a high-end person in terms of appearance, he is still far from them.
Zhang Jianjun is still very self-aware of this, so he has been sitting there.
The scene was not quiet, the businessmen were discussing cooperation, and the real purpose of the party was to make more business partners.
Looking at their greetings, Zhang Jianjun sighed and drank sullen wine alone.
He thought about taking the initiative, but there were no suitable people on the scene, and most of them were talking to each other.
At this time, a man walked over, he looked about the same age as Zhang Jianjun.
"Hello."
He took the initiative to say hello, and Zhang Jianjun hurriedly responded.
"Hello."
The man smiled and placed the glass gently on the table.
"I see you in person, it should be the first time you've come, right?"
"Yes, it's the first time I'm here to participate, hello, my name is Zhang Jianjun."
In this era, there is no habit of handing out business cards when you see people, so he immediately said: "My name is Lu Kun, I just came back from abroad, and it was the first time I participated in the party after I came back. ”
From his words and deeds, Zhang Jianjun can see that this is indeed not an ordinary person.
"I'm a little out of place here, no one talks to me, and I see that you're also alone, so I'll come over to talk, at least in the eyes of others, the two of us are not alone."
Lu Kun said with a smile, saying the unspeakable words very simply, as if he was calm and calm at all times.
"yes, you're studying abroad?"
Zhang Jianjun has a good impression of Lu Kun, and at least the two of them have been talking about it constantly.
"Yes, I studied finance, originally in China, but my parents had to send me over, saying that it could increase my experience, and I couldn't refuse, I played there for a while and came back, I guess I want to inherit the company, what about you."
Lu Kun was very troubled, in his eyes, freedom is the most precious, but it is a pity that he has been dominated by his family since he was a child, and he can't live for himself at this age.
Going to school and attending various cram schools, going abroad for further study after graduation, and taking over the company immediately after returning is the hope of my family.
"I'm a fruit grower, and I want to meet more people and increase my horizons."
Zhang Jianjun said very decisively, at least he didn't hide his identity.
"Fruit growers?"
"The growers are very good, they are free, if only I could be a fruit grower."
Lu Kun said with a smile, his eyes full of envy.
"I'm planting peaches, which are ripe, so if you have time in the future, please come and taste them, and by the way, let you experience what it's like to be a fruit farmer."
This answer surprised Lu Kun, and he stretched out his hand to look at Zhang Jianjun: "It's nice to meet you, then you are my first friend in China." ”
The two men were talking harmoniously when a man approached.