June 29, Yunhai City, in a residential building next to the Huangpu River.

Guo Guobojun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the river at a glance.

视野 The view here is very good. 偌 The river view can be enjoyed. Especially at night, there are boats on the river and there are people on the river.

Guo Guobojun did not appreciate Jiang Jing's thoughts.

Guo Guobojun didn't want to go to Emperor Capital anymore, he always felt that the special training camp was more than just training physical fitness and willpower.

"Jiang Lulu?"

"Let's go to the Royal Capital this time, your mother can't send you." Guo Bojun asked with a message.

Strictly speaking, Jiang Lulu is a person with mental retardation. She dropped out of junior high school and stopped studying, and asked her family for personal education.

Unfortunately, no results were achieved. The college entrance examination only had more than 200 points.

这 And this also caused that every time Jiang Lulu went out, her mother had to accompany her, or a personal bodyguard followed her. Not only Guo Bojun knows, the whole circle knows this, so Jiang Lulu is usually let.

Alas.

Jiang Lulu returned the news.

Guo Bojun had a look, his heart was cold: "Jiang Lulu's mother won't send her this time?"

"Yes, my mother said, I need to exercise my independence!" Jiang Lulu was very happy, and she felt that she had finally grown up.

Guo Bojun turned dark and cursed a few words.

‘It ’s useless to take medicine! ’

‘I do n’t have any points in your head! ’

He ignored Jiang Lulu's report.

He turned his head,

The self-made father was eating buns and drinking soy milk slowly and using a tablet to browse the news.

"Dad."

Guo Bojun whispered, "I want to take care of the company affairs with my brother, but I can also be an assistant."

The middle-aged and old man drank soy milk and shook his head.

泊 Guo Bojun laughed sternly: "You didn't let me manage a subsidiary company, and you were not allowed to help my elder brother. Why did you ask me to return home? I was doing well abroad."

The white-haired middle-aged man looked at Guo Bojun sideways.

"You eat,"

"You drank,"

"You wear it,"

"All the flowers you live and play are for you at home. Enough to play, come back to do business. You ca n’t keep playing, and I wo n’t allow it."

I heard the words.

Guo Bojun's face turned white: "The business? I think it's business that takes over the industry at home."

"Come here, sit here." The middle-aged man looked away from the government news, beckoned towards his third son, Guo Bojun, and motioned for him to sit down and talk.

Guo Bojun sat beside him obediently.

"who am I."

The middle-aged and elderly man asked directly.

泊 Guo Bojun hesitated, and obediently said, "Are you my dad, or ..."

"What else is wrong? You still know that I am your dad." 鬓 The pale white middle-aged and old man glanced, gave Guo Bojun two cups of special soy milk, and continued to watch web news.

"Uh."

Guo Guobojun drank sweet soy milk.

"Yes indeed."

As soon as his light flashed, he understood. Even if his dad didn't like him, or was disappointed in him, it would not hurt his own son.

After drinking two cups of soy milk, Guo Bojun got dressed and went out. Before leaving, he had to comfort his girlfriends, and he was expected to return by the end of the year.

of course.

Guo Guobojun wanted to return to the sea of ​​clouds in advance.

That means he can start taking over the home industry.

Uh ...

Jin Yunhai University of Finance and Economics, male dormitory building.

"Yo!"

"Tang donor returns from studying!"

Wu Jie, who was doing push-ups in the bedroom hall, jumped up instantly, stepped to the door, opened the door, and tried to hug Tang Hong, but Tang Hong turned away in disgust.

Wu Wujie was sad: "My heart hurts."

Tang Hong skimmed and smiled: "It is clear that you want me to be a towel!"

Wu Wujie was wearing a vest, he didn't say a sweat, and his hands were dirty.

"Hey."

Wu Wujie shrugged: "Saturday, go barbecue together?"

"Which buffet barbecue?" Tang Hong shook his head with his chin: "There is no Cola Sprite in the house, I'll change to a buffet today, I'll treat you."

Wu Wujie's eyes lit up: "Really!"

I did not wait for Tang Hong to say that Wu Jie pushed the wooden door of the bedroom like a wind and pulled Zeng Li who was still in bed and Han Shibin who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and playing games.

"What do you do." Han Shibin was unhappy.

"Don't delay me to sleep ..." Zeng Li reluctantly continued to be covered.

Wu Jie said: "To have a big meal, Tang Hong treats."

Silent for a moment.

Huh!

The quilt yanked open.

Zeng Li said lightly while fixing her fluffy hairstyle: "No meat is fine."

"Actually, it's OK without meat." Han Shibin said, "Well, brothers, can you wait for me to finish the game?"

"how long."

Wu Wujie didn't look up.

世 Han Shibin frantically clicked the mouse: "Ten minutes, ten minutes is absolutely enough."

"It's okay, just wash my face." Zeng Li quilted the quilt to the end of the bed, curled into a ball, and slowly washed away with the tooth cup.

Seeing Tang Hong, Zeng Li laughed.

"Oh."

"One person is less to share the electricity bill, and we are all unable to turn on the air conditioner now." Zeng Li would like to ask Tang Hong where he lives now.

Don't rent a single room, it's better to stay.

Tang Hong blinked: "I am now driving the central air conditioner every day and blowing a small wind, and it is cold to make people cover the quilt."

"Oh, rich man."

Xi Zengli only played jokes with Tang Hong, brushed his teeth, took out a few shirts from the cabinet, and chose a lotus-color shirt.

底 It's a hot summer day at the end of June, and the weather is too hot.

A dark shirt will definitely get wet.

"correct."

Zeng Li tied his shirt button: "Let's wait for what we will eat."

"Seafood steak buffet 呗, in a nearby hotel. The rating is not bad." Tang Hong looked at the list of food reviews by the public, and he felt that the rating was more accurate than the US group.

Zeng Li Yi 怔.

He has been there, and the consumption is not low. It costs hundreds per person.

"In fact, you do not need to treat guests." Zeng Li tugged the shirt corner.

"I've all bought it, lunch coupon."

鸿 Tang Hong shook his mobile phone, with a smile on his face, and the prominent arm muscles made Zeng Li hold back again.

Wait until the dinner is over.

Wu Zeng Li Wujie watched Tang Hong enter the subway station entrance and called Han Shibin to take a taxi back to school.

"You said……"

Xi Zengli rubbed his fingers: "Tang Hong won the lottery?"

Zeng Li's family is very good, UU reading www. uukanshu.com does not care about this consumption. But after living together for three years, he thought that he still knew Tang Hong relatively well. He had two thousand living expenses per month. He had another girlfriend Jiao Xiaoyu, which was quite urgent and could not save money.

These two months have been better, but I can't stand the invitation: "I just checked the bill and the four of us spent two thousand dollars."

"What an internship."

"It's worth celebrating."

Yun Zengli was puzzled. He proposed the AA system, but all were pushed by Tang Hong.

He said that it wasn't very good. It seemed that he had rich money and wanted to treat guests.

"Is he the **** man with an internship salary of 30,000 Chinese yuan?" Zeng Li scratched his head. The class counselor had said that it was a rumor.

False news.

And the news was weird, no one knew who sent it.

"I wonder, too."

Wu Wujie glanced at Han Shibin, who was sitting in the front row of Didi.com. Han Shibin is busy chatting with her sister WeChat, and various expression packs fill her vision.

Before that, it was Han Shibin and Tang Hong who knew him best.

Today is different. Instead, Wu Jie Zeng Li had the best relationship with Tang Hong.

"correct."

Wu Wujie whispered to Zeng Li: "I think of the car key every now and then, it doesn't seem to be so fake."

Wu Jie remembered the real key, Zeng Li remembered, Zeng Li also remembered clearly.

"That key?"

"Not so fake?"

Zeng Li opened her mouth, and then she suddenly said, "Impossible."

"Ask him next semester."

Wu Wujie looked out of the window, the streetscape receded, and the afternoon sun shone on this blossoming and cosmopolitan modern city.

Uh ...

Countdown to special training camp: one day.