MTL - Since 2000-Chapter 66 : bragging not drafting

Coming to Zhang Bo's house again, looking at the row of villas, Lin Feng was deeply touched.

Some things, if you keep it, you will be happy, if you can't keep it, it's like duckweed on the water.

Lin Feng is not a god. Although he was reborn, he still can't change all the injustices and make up for all the regrets, but looking at Zhang Bo next to him, he feels very relieved, at least he saved a family.

Zhang Bo's mother had already prepared a table of sumptuous meals, and she was quite a drinker.

Zhang Zhengyi looked very haggard. After seeing a tragedy happen in front of his eyes, he no longer wanted to fight with Wang Shuang. He kept drinking with a glass of wine by himself. Over a catastrophe.

"I watched the old boy jump from the upstairs." Zhang Zhengyi's eyes were red when talking about the friends he played with since childhood.

"I persuaded him that he could make a comeback, but he said that he couldn't go back. All the assets in the family have been mortgaged, and a lot of funds have been privately placed outside. Only when these things die can they be relieved."

Having said this, Zheng Zhengyi dripped two lines of turbid tears.

"I didn't dare to see what he looked like afterward. He was completely transformed. You said he left, what about the orphans and widows left behind?"

Lin Feng also silently drank the wine in the glass. Although the boss Tong was not related to him, he still felt a little stuck in his heart for some reason.

Seeing Zhang Zhengyi's sad look, Zhang Bo's mother persuaded him, "You have already persuaded him. It's because he doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back. We can only help his family more in the future."

Zhang Zhengyi picked up the wine glass and touched Lin Feng and Wang Shuang.

"If it weren't for you, I don't know how it would drag their mother and son down."

Lin Feng put down the wine glass and said, "So we have to learn a lesson, and we will never be able to make such gambling investments in the future."

Zhang Zhengyi nodded seriously.

Zhang Zhengyi then looked at his wife and said with emotion: "I have no culture since I was a child, but his mother was a high school student at that time. I made a fortune by selling some gadgets, so I went to her house to propose a kiss. At first, his family disliked me for being illiterate, and the marriage was almost never negotiated."

A trace of unnaturalness appeared on Zhang Bo's mother's face, "Why do you say this in front of the child?"

A hint of pride appeared on Zhang Zhengyi's face.

"Speaking of which, it's my luck that she can see me. After we got married, we had ups and downs all the way, and it could be regarded as a mutual respect. She read a lot and understood the truth thoroughly. Maybe because of these, even though I have no culture, But I admire those cultural people, so I occasionally read some literary masterpieces.”

Zhang Bo put down his glass and said, "Dad, those novels you read can't be called masterpieces."

Zhang Zhengyi glared at Zhang Bo and continued, "Although my level may not have improved, I finally understood some truths, so I worked hard to cultivate this brat into a college student."

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhengyi said with emotion: "Everything is God's will. If this kid hadn't been in Han Da, he wouldn't have known you."

Zhang Zhengyi took a sip of the wine glass and said, "I was still unhappy when you came to persuade me that day, thinking about what do you guys who haven't grown all hairs understand?"

Zhang Bo's mother glared at Zhang Zhengyi: "Speak civilly."

Zhang Zhengyi put down the wine glass shyly and said, "Maybe it's all destiny! As for me, I still have a sense of awe for the literati. After seeing Xiao Wang take out your professor's analysis notes that day, I finally Changed his mind and ultimately avoided these disasters."

Zhang Bo said quietly: "You are in awe of my mother."

Zhang Zhengyi was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "You can't stop your mouth when you eat."

After speaking, Zhang Zhengyi couldn't help but be amused.

Under Zhang Bo's adjustment, the heavy atmosphere finally became relaxed.

Zhang Zhengyi looked at his wife, then looked at Zhang Bo again, and sighed: "I now thoroughly understand how deep my rice bucket is. After this time, I will definitely not touch these things. The money comes to buy a few buildings, eat and eat annual rent.

The efficiency of the factory is not bad. I will live a stable life. If this brat is willing to take my class, he will take it. If he doesn't, he will sell the factory when his mother retires. Then he will go back to his hometown in the countryside to buy a few acres. land and build a few houses.

When I have nothing to do, fishing, drinking tea, listening to small songs and reading books, this life will be over like this. "

Lin Feng picked up the wine and toasted Zhang Zhengyi and Zhang Bo's mother: "That's really a fairy life."

Although the future of the company is still confusing, Lin Feng was very satisfied and drunk. Of course, he was accompanied by Zhang Bo, who was about the same level of alcohol as Lin Feng.

Wang Shuang, who was as strong as ever, took a lot of effort to drag them back to the bedroom, and then helped Lin Feng and Zhang Bo to the bed with the help of Zhao Youru and others.

"Okay, have you all learned to eat alone now?" Zhao Youru looked at the three of them and was very dissatisfied with their private actions.

Wang Shuang said weakly: "No... Today we went to Zhang Bo's house."

Zhao Youru looked at Zhang Bo, gritted his teeth, and said, "It's a shame that I put so much effort into getting you to bed just now, how can you favor one over another."

Zhang Bo leaned against the wall weakly and waved: "Small meaning, I will pick you up in a few days."

Zhao Youru nodded in satisfaction.

Liu Jing put down the phone, looked at the two of them who were stumbling around and asked, "Why are you so happy, drinking like this."

Wang Shuang looked at Zhang Bo and Lin Feng, then lowered his head and smiled.

Zhang Bo grinned and said inarticulately, "Celebration survived."

Lin Feng, who was sleeping opposite, also struggled to sit against the wall and muttered, "Celebrate the rest of your life."

Liu Jing looked at the two of them and muttered, "I drank too much, and I got sour."

Lin Feng smiled ~www.novelbuddy.com~ and flicked his stomach.

At this moment, his phone rang, and Wang Shuang hurriedly took out the phone from his pocket and handed it to him.

Lin Feng looked down, saw Zhang Zhengyi, and answered quickly.

"Zhang...Uncle Zhang, closed the position?"

Zhang Zhengyi on the other end of the phone said with a smile: "We made a difference of 300 pips for the position closed at 1081. I just calculated, and you made more than 80 million excluding the handling fee."

"So much?" Lin Feng snorted and felt his head clouded.

Zhang Zhengyi on the other end of the phone smiled and said, "You forgot that we used 15 times the leverage."

Lin Feng leaned hard against the wall to stabilize his crumbling body.

Zhang Zhengyi on the other end of the phone continued: "Thanks for listening to you this time, I made a lot of money, but Xiaolin, although this money comes quickly, you can't touch it again in the future, not every time. Such good luck."

Lin Feng leaned against the wall and smiled, then hung up the phone.

"Just don't touch it."

He had already drank too much wine, and at this moment, he was dizzy with the huge excitement.

Lin Feng completely forgot that he was in the dormitory now. He looked at Zhang Bo on the opposite side and said, "This time I made more than 80 million yuan. The company should not be short of money at this stage."

Zhang Bo was stunned for a moment, then frowned and calculated.

"You made 80 million, then my family made more than 300 million. Can I be a safe second-generation rich?"

The rest of the dormitory was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

Zhao Youru said with a smile, "How much did you drink, and your speech is so floating."

Liu Jing looked at Lin Feng with a smile, and said, "I didn't expect a lunatic to brag and not write a draft."