"Of course it's a ghost, it's still an inner ghost, phew!"

Zhang Jialiang didn't know that Jian Heng said it was Qingyu, thinking that he was talking about Zhang Yiping, looking at Zhang Yiping's direction, he glanced at it with disdain and took a sip.

In the next auction process, Jian Heng was in a fog, and his mind was full of thoughts of Qingyu who either wanted to disappear out of thin air, or why Zhang Yiping betrayed him.

This question is easy to figure out, for the sake of money!

Jian Heng also knew that Zhang Yiping had a knife in the back like this, ruining his accumulation for several years, as long as he saw that in the auction, the obscene old guy frequently raised his cards, and every time he auctioned a piece, he would demonstrate in his direction, Jian Heng knew that the customer list he had saved for several years was completely sold to the obscene old man by Zhang Yiping, a traitor. Otherwise, there used to be only two or three auctions in one game, but now there are so many at once, and there are already five before it ends.

"No wonder we only have one single this time, it turned out to be this traitor!" Luo Min whispered indignantly.

Jian Heng had already adjusted his mentality at this time, although he was only twenty-four years old, Jian Heng had already crossed the age of a little bit.

He also knew in his heart that getting angry or even hitting someone would not solve the problem, and it would also bring him big trouble. People not only want to steal their own business, but also want to see the shrew-style performance after their gaffe!

Jian Heng suppressed the anger in his heart and reminded himself in the words of an old man: A person is usually angry, not because of how powerful he is, but because he is helpless, and there is nothing he can do except be angry. The really powerful person uses not anger but a smile, calmly and with a charming little smile to stab the knife into the opponent's heart, and then turn it twice, while watching the opponent fall, elegantly wipe the blood on his hand, and say softly: i-am-sorry!

Throughout the auction, Jian Heng spent most of his time adjusting himself.

More than an hour later, the auction ended, Jian Heng walked out of the auction house with Luo Min and Zhang Jialiang, and when they arrived at the door, Da Ben had already stopped in front of him.

Just as Jian Heng was bending down to get into the car, a nasty voice sounded.

"JANE SIR, WAIT A MINUTE!"

Jian Heng turned his head and saw the old face that made him vomit, and walked briskly towards him with a disgusting smile.

"It turned out to be Mr. Diao, do you have any advice?"

The old face came to Jian Heng about a meter in front of him: "Mr. Jian, Mr. Zhang jumped to my side, I will inform you now, I don't think you will mind, and I won't blame Mr. Zhang Yiping for saying goodbye, right?" ”

Jian Heng's face was ancient, and the Buddhist smile made the old guy secretly unhappy in his heart.

"Where, good birds choose trees to perch!"

Zhang Jialiang couldn't bear it anymore, and said to Zhang Yiping, who was following the old guy very closely: "You are so embarrassed to stand here, have you forgotten how Brother Heng helped you when you first came to the United States?" Shameless villain! ”

Zhang Yiping listened to Zhang Jialiang's words and lowered his head in shame.

Jian Heng stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Jialiang, and smiled at him: "What are you doing with such a big anger!" I'm not a Longtan Tiger's Den, and I can't leave when people come? ”

After speaking, he asked Zhang Yiping softly: "Is there something I can't do properly, or do you think there is something wrong with me?" ”

Zhang Yiping was stunned by Jian Heng's question, and only said after about two seconds: "No!" It's just .....".

Jian Heng didn't want to listen to his explanation, so he raised his hand to interrupt him: "It's good if you don't have it!" So I'm relieved! ”

"Good self-cultivation!"

The old man was a little annoyed here, and he kept holding back and wanted to watch the play, it was hard to know that Jian Heng was neither annoyed nor angry, nor did he speak ill of himself, he looked light-hearted, can people in their twenties not be so cultured, okay? The eyes of a few of the younger brothers on his side who looked at Zhang Yiping were a little weird.

Jian Heng smiled: "I can't talk about it, I've been learning how to be a person!" ”

That's a bit of a guns! It means that you don't know how to be human!

Diao Jiahui grinned here, and laughed twice: "I don't know how Mr. Jian wants to make a living in the future!" Aren't you coming back to fight a price war with me? Then I'm going to look down on you a little, but I'm not afraid to be honest."

Speaking of this, Old Man Diao raised his finger and said, "There are many talents on my side!" I'm afraid that Mr. Jane won't be able to make any big waves even if he uses the strength to eat! I don't have any opponents, I monopolize the business of the mainlanders, this is ......"

Hearing the old guy say this, Jian Heng nodded with a straight face, and echoed: "This is natural, there are indeed many talented people around you, and they are all smart people!" ”

Next, Jian Heng glanced at the woman standing behind the old man Diao, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, turned his head to Zhang Jialiang and said with a smile: "Now some girls are smart, find a young person who has no money, and the rich second generation is unreliable, it is better to find an old guy who is difficult to climb into bed, and in a few years, all the money will go into his pocket!" ”

Zhang Jialiang smiled when he heard it, and said: "Maybe it won't take a few years, go back and scrape a few more times at night, and someone will be funeral tomorrow morning!" If you marry us in your twenties, you can't toss to death, you have been facing a face for decades, who doesn't want to vomit! Hey, it's sad to be young in your twenties! ”

"You! ......”

These words seemed to poke the old man's scales, making the old guy's face suddenly look like his father had died, which was called an ugly one.

"Mr. Diao, do you want to practice?" Jian Heng looked at Diao Jiahui with a smile.

When Diao Jiahui heard this, he looked up at Jian Heng, who was 1.87 meters tall, and said hatefully: "I hope you will still laugh in the future!" ”

After speaking, he waved his hand, and walked past Jian Heng with the woman, Zhang Yiping and the two younger brothers, and walked away on his extended version of Cadillac.

After Jian Heng and the others got into the car, Zhang Jialiang immediately asked, "Brother Heng, what should we do?" ”

Both Zhang Jialiang and Luo Min understand that if they lose this livelihood, their future life is estimated to be a little difficult.

"Let me think about it!" After Jian Heng said a word, he closed his eyes and leaned on his seat.

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Just as the car was about to drive into the avenue, at the office window on the fourth floor of the auction house, two white people, an old man and a young man, were looking at the Mercedes-Benz car slowly coming out.

"Father, why are we working with that slippery head?" The young man asked, turning the wine glass in his hand.

The white-haired white man asked rhetorically, "Why not?" ”

"His methods are too inferior! And with such a concession, he probably won't make much money himself! Haven't you always said that you and your partners must have a suitable profit to do business, and this business can last for a long time? Why did you choose Slippery Head over the reputable Jane this time? ”

"Jim, my child, there are things that can't be set in one pattern, even if that old slippery head doesn't do it, there will be others who will cooperate with us, the important thing for us is the Chinese market, not someone! Whoever can bring us business, we will be friends with him," the old man tapped lightly on his desk.

The old man is the owner of the auction house, Frank Morgan. He is very proud of his son, young and smart, but now he is still a little immature, with a little idealism, he likes to see the HAPPY-END comedy ending, and thinks that good people have good rewards, which is indeed a good quality for an ordinary person, but not for businessmen, the reality is sometimes not a choice, let alone black and white.

But the old man also understands that no one is born with anything, and what young people lack is experience and experience.

Frank knew that the young man named Jian Heng was a good person, with a generous personality, responsibility, and courage, and he was not small! The old man also knew in his heart that this incident was also a spiritual experience for young people who were only in their twenties, and they would be psychologically stronger if they crossed it, and if they couldn't cross it, they would complain all day long like some people, and keep spending their time complaining about God's injustice, and then just waste it in the years.

"You admire him?" Old Frank smiled at his proud son.

Jim nodded: "Well, I appreciate his character!" ”

"Then you can give him back the 10,000 yuan!" After saying that, old Frank picked up the checkbook from his desk, swiped a few strokes and wrote a number, and handed it to his son.

Frank was very happy, and he also understood that the young man named Jane would not accept it, and if the young man really accepted it, the old man felt that he had taught himself a new lesson.

For the old man, this little money is nothing, what is precious is whether the money can be exchanged for life experience.

"Father!" Jim didn't understand and looked at his father in confusion.

"You give him the money, you can be friends with him!" Frank said.

Frank also admires Jian Heng, a young man, because Jian Heng's character is very valuable in today's era. But as the boss of the auction house, the old man will not turn away the benefits of giving people away. The old man did this because he wanted his son to learn from Jian Heng, how to grow into the core of a small group, and how to unite people to his side. Although Jian Heng is experiencing betrayal, but the drama of selling the seller for glory wants to vomit when he sees Frank, who is dozens of years old, who has not experienced it in business for decades?

In today's society, betrayal is the norm, loyalty is a rare thing, and even Jesus has a Judas next to him, let alone a man!

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After Mercedes-Benz drove out of the two streets, Jian Heng asked the driver to stop the car on the side of the road, and got down to walk for a while.

took off his watch and ring and put it in his pocket, Jian Heng hunched over the roof of the car and said to Zhang Jialiang: "Send Luo Min back first, and then send the car back to the car dealership!" ”

Seeing Zhang Jialiang's worried look, Jian Heng smiled and said, "I'm fine, I just want to take a quiet walk, don't worry, this little twist and turn can't defeat me!" ”

After speaking, Jian Heng didn't wait for the two to say anything, he directly closed the car door, and then patted twice on the roof of the car to signal the driver to drive, and stood on the side of the road and watched the Mercedes-Benz drive into the traffic until it disappeared.

Walking on the road, Jian Heng began to reflect on what he did wrong in the whole thing, as for Zhang Yiping's wrongness and rightness, Jian Heng was in no mood to judge, because Jian Heng felt that it was meaningless to him, even if Zhang Yiping knelt down and hugged his head and cried, the previous customers would not come back, unless he was willing to give them a lower offer than the surname Diao.

But with Jian Heng's understanding of the old thing, if he did this, there would be no benefits at all, and a business without interests Jian Heng was not qualified to do it now.

Thinking while walking, and waiting until he reached the door of the room he rented, Jian Heng sighed, and said to himself while taking out the key: "The minister does not lose his body, the king does not lose his country, and the ancients do not deceive me!" ”

Jian Heng figured out that he was isolated and unrelated in the United States, so he subconsciously regarded Zhang Yiping, who came from China and had almost the same experience, as a relative, and did not hide anything from him, this kind of unreserved trust is the biggest hidden danger of the whole thing.

Giving his most important business list to others is almost equivalent to giving others the opportunity to betray, he has become that insignificant king, and if he loses the list, he will lose his own small kingdom of money, Jian Heng feels that this lesson is not profound, and the hard work of several years is ruined, this loss is a bit big.

The door was opened with a snap, and Jian Heng raised his eyes to see a woman in her twenties standing in the house and preparing to go out.

The woman's name is Zhou Jun, and she is Jian Heng's nominal wife.

The twists and turns in this are also simple: Zhou Jun wanted to get American citizenship, so the intermediary found Jian Heng, and the operation method was that Zhou Jun gave Jian Heng a sum of money, and Jian Heng let Zhou Jun get American citizenship through fake marriage.

Originally, it was a financial exchange, but after living under the same roof for a few months, a pair of men and women from a foreign country rolled into bed, and the rest of Zhou Jun's money was not paid in the future, and Jian Heng naturally didn't ask for it again, and the two lived a small life.

The two can't talk about falling in love with each other, it can only be said that the two stay together and huddle together.

"You're back?" Zhou Jun said with his suitcase.

"Hmmm! Just go? Jian Heng asked casually.

Zhou Jun replied: "Just go, I'll ask the lawyer to come and send you the divorce documents tomorrow, just sign it!" ”

"No problem!"

Jian Heng shrugged his shoulders and said.

Although Zhou Jun has not yet obtained American citizenship, she has found a white boyfriend, and the two have decided to get married in just a month, and it seems that they are here to move things today. Originally, Jian Heng still wanted to persuade her to have a heart, not because Jian Heng was greedy for the beauty of her parents, let alone the lack of a warm bed, but because Zhou Jun had a problem with her vision of men.

In fact, Jian Heng doesn't understand why a woman like Zhou Jun, who has a good job in China, a good family, and a high income, has a good life, but she has to come to the United States, and then sharpen her head and marry a white man!

Based on Jian Heng's experience, Zhou Jun's white people are also 'foreign garbage', and many girls who have just arrived in the United States think that all Americans are polite and good people, but after a long time, they realize that as a foreigner, the rate of you encountering white garbage in the United States is far higher than the probability of meeting good people is several orders of magnitude higher.

"Mike is already waiting for me downstairs"

Today, Zhang Yiping's bad incident made Jian Heng unhappy, so he was not in the mood to persuade Zhou Jun, he also knew that he would not listen to others if he persuaded him, why did people come to the United States? Isn't it just to marry a white man, have a beautiful mixed-race child, and live a good life in the United States!

"Good walk!" Jian Heng said flatly.

Sending Zhou Jun out of the door, Jian Heng closed the door and began to undress.

The watch ring is an imitation, this dress is not! There are more than 10,000 knives all over the body, and the clothes taken off are not broken, just thrown on the ground casually, not at all like before, every time I take off my own body, it is like a slave serving the master in the Qing palace drama with great care.

stripped himself naked and stood under the shower, Jian Heng let the steaming water pour directly over his head, closed his eyes and stood underwater for almost three minutes, wanting to throw out the depression in his heart.

At this time, the small shower room was already filled with smoke like a fairy cave.

opened his eyes, raised his hand to turn on the small exhaust machine, Jian Heng stood in front of the mirror so nakedly, stretched out his hand to wipe it on the water-stained mirror, originally wanted to smile at himself in the mirror a few times, who knew that when he saw the image in the mirror, Jian Heng couldn't help but be stunned.

At the position of Jian Heng's chest, a tattoo pattern appeared!

Although tattoos are very popular now, and the streets in the United States are even worse, Jian Heng is not a tattoo lover, and he has no interest in doing some tricks on himself, but now there is a tattoo on his chest for no reason, which makes Jian Heng feel a little tight.