An Kang, who was isolated in the bar, did not leave, and faced Wen Qianqian's several provocations and accompanied him very patiently to the end.

When he came out of the bar, Liu happily took Ankang's arm and said, "Don't you mind what happened tonight." ”

An Kang smiled: "It's okay. I don't mind. ”

That's the way it goes, but how can Ankang not mind? Wen Qianqian's attitude towards him made his self-esteem suffer a great blow. This kind of blow is like facing Wu Mo's blow in the office. Wen Qianqian's blow put Ankang on the opposite side of his peers, and Wu Mo's blow put Ankang on the opposite side of his colleagues. Ankang is always the oppressed one, both at work and in life.

However, at this time, Ankang was not in the mood to care about such a small matter, because there was still a major matter that he needed to solve. If it can't be solved, it won't be a matter of 500 yuan and dignity.

After Ankang put Liu Xinran in a taxi, he walked towards the bus stop.

The happy passers-by on Huaihai Road, and the ten thousand customs on Huaihai Road, seem to be unable to accommodate a lonely back. Ankang had no intention of admiring this rather exotic scenery, he just walked forward with his head down, missing one bus stop after another without realizing it.

When standing at an intersection waiting for a red light, Ankang couldn't help but feel why the road of life is not as clear as the road signs on the street, so as to teach people to know whether they are on the right path or drifting away from their goals.

Ankang remembers the president's speech about this new century at the graduation ceremony, saying that the upcoming 21st century is a blank sheet of paper, and Ankang and these graduates are painters who draw on blank paper. Whether they want to complete a masterpiece "Mona Lisa" or an obscure hand-made graffiti is all up to them. "Dan Fu Dan Xi, the sun and the moon are glorious". The principal firmly believes that the students of Fudan will be able to paint masterpieces that will last for generations.

Today, in the 21st century, can I, a Fudan student, paint a masterpiece that has been handed down to the world? Thinking about the principal's words, An Kang couldn't help but shake his head.

The principal's speech was very inspiring, but it was too macro and too abstract for Ankang to grasp the context. But the professor who taught "Economics" was much more blunt in the first class.

There are two ways to study economics, one is more academic, focusing on macroeconomics. One is more practical, focusing on the study of microeconomics. If economics wants to play a huge role at the micro level, especially in the financial industry, he advises graduates to try to go to cities with good growth potential, such as Beijing, Shanghai and Shenzhen. Among them, the professor also focused on Pudong and Lujiazui -

"In the future, Pudong will be a new Shanghai and the financial capital of China! And the future of Lujiazui is China's Wall Street! ”

This is simply loud and deafening for Ankang. The reason why Ankang chose the major of economics is, of course, not to study economics, but to enter the financial industry. If Lujiazui is going to be China's Wall Street, then why not go to Lujiazui? Since then, Ankang, like many of his classmates, has regarded Lujiazui as his only employment goal.

No, it's not just about employment. In Ankang's view, although employment is a serious and important topic that cannot be avoided for college students, Ankang went to Lujiazui not only for employment, but for dreams. This dream is not only a dream of well-being, but also has a lot to do with a person.

Although I have infinite aspirations for Pudong and Lujiazui, it is quite challenging to go to Lujiazui's financial circle to work in a company that is "justifiable".

Little did Ankang realize that Pudong would become not only the financial capital of China, but also one of the world's top cities in the next 20 years. And Ankang, an unknown person who is full of great expectations and infinite confusion about the future, has also left its own place in the development of Lujiazui, and has become a microcosm of countless builders in Pudong and Lujiazui.

And all this is not only thanks to the encouragement of the president and professors, but also thanks to Liu Xinran, Wen Qianqian and Wu Mo for bringing him fighting spirit. Of course, there is one person to thank who has always been hidden in Ankang's heart and can't bear to mention it.

It had been a long time since he had visited the man.

A person's success has both inevitable and accidental factors, but at this time, Ankang himself did not realize that the cost of accidental factors was so great.

Now Ankang is just an ordinary passerby walking on Huaihai Road.

When the ordinary passer-by got on the bus, a taxi also dropped Liu Xinran and Wen Qianqian to their neighborhood.

When Liu Xinran helped the drunk Wen Qianqian out of the taxi, Wen Qianqian said: "It's really boring!" ”

"What's not interesting?" Liu Xinran didn't know what was going on.

"Ankang is really boring today."

"Why is he bored? You hurt him like that in front of so many people, and he didn't care about you. ”

"That's why it's boring." Wen Qianqian said, "I thought he was going to turn against me." ”

Liu smiled happily: "You took gunpowder today, right?" It's not fun to find someone for a big holiday. If others ignore you, you won't feel comfortable anymore. ”

"I see you're at ease. However, do you think it's interesting for you to go on like this with him? ”

"Here we go again. Go back and get some sleep. This kid's brain is probably burned out. Liu happily helped Wen Qianqian into the elevator.

"I'm not in a bad head. It's your brain that burns out. ”

When Liu Xinran took a shower and lay down on the bed, Ankang finally returned to his community on Laoshan Road in Pudong. When Ankang was about to open the security door on the first floor of the unit, he found that the lock was broken. He pressed the password several times, and as soon as he pressed the unlock button, it would report an error, and he called his roommate's phone again but did not answer, and he did not know whether he slept or did not come back. Ankang looked up, but he couldn't shout in the middle of the night, so he had to go back to the door of the community to find the doorman to repair and unlock the lock. It took half an hour to get home from the door of the unit.

The expected sleepless night was surprisingly peaceful. This night, Ankang didn't even have a dream. When he woke up in the morning, Ankang thought he had overslept, but woke up almost before the alarm clock was about to go off. He sat on the bed for a long time and decided to go to work today without waiting for notice.

Ankang walked into the office while biting a bun, but found that only half of the people who came to work yesterday, and the general manager and Wu Mo did not come. Among the people who went to work, only Ye Qi was busy, and other colleagues seemed to come to the office just to drink the coffee ground from the coffee beans that Zheng Lichen brought back from Indonesia, and they gathered together to chat idly.

Of course, they are not entirely idle talk, but talk about some recent news about the US stock market and Internet companies.

"The New York market and the NASDAQ market are simply insane! Doesn't it mean that once the millennium worm comes, many IT companies will be negatively affected, and the US economy will also be hit? But the stock prices of those IT companies are still soaring. A colleague said with a cup of hot coffee.

Another colleague was biting on a sandwich: "yes." Those IT companies are simply horrible. Not only IT companies, but even those traditional companies as long as they get involved with the Internet, and change the name of Dot Com, the stock price will double. ”

"Cut! Or doubled? The company's stock price has doubled, and you are embarrassed to say hello when you go out. The colleague raised an eyebrow and said, "Yo, isn't this Uncle Jackson, how many times has your company grown this year?" …… Oh, it turned out to be Brother Thomson, I was too embarrassed to say it, and it only doubled 8 times...... Yo, 8 times is a little less, I only hired three programmers, and the company's stock price increased 20 times. Do you know how to cut it? Aunt Johnson's company in the next village has multiplied 100 times, old knuckle! ”

"Hahaha. How can it be so exaggerated? ”

"Why not? There are many such companies. What else are you saying about doubling, really. You've doubled it, and your whole family has doubled it. ”

"Hahaha. But you can make up someone's name, and the word Johnson should be used sparingly, so that he hears it. The man gestured to the general manager's office.

The Silicon Valley story performed by that colleague was like a Shanghai burlesque, and it was funny.

But where can Ankang laugh.