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Early the next morning, Baochan was stunned when he saw Kuangzheng's car at the door of his house.

He doesn't know Porsche, even if he doesn't, Panamera's outstanding shape and rare blue color make him feel that this car is very valuable.

The window was covered with film, so he couldn't see clearly inside. He glanced around to see if there were other cars waiting for him.

Kuang Zheng saw it in the car and smiled.

Baochan was wearing a pair of faded jeans, the kind of whitish blue that suited him well, and his upper body was a pure white T-shirt without any patterns, tucked into the trousers like it was popular ten years ago, with a hoop Show a thin waist.

Putting down the car window, Kuang Zheng greeted him: "Get in the car."

Only then did Baochan approach, opened the door and sat in the co-pilot, there was a cool air in the car, and a faint citrus fragrance, which was the aftershave smell of Kuangzheng.

"Morning." Kuang Zheng didn't even look at him, he put the gear on with one hand and turned the steering wheel with the other, and drove out from Liulin in the villa area.

He was wearing a silver-gray Armani, a simple white shirt, a lake-blue tie, and a ball-biting greyhound embroidered under the tie, elegant and playful.

"Morning." Baochan put on his seat belt, the huge temperature difference inside and outside the car made him sneeze.

"Is it cold?" Kuangzheng touched the air outlet. Because he was wearing a suit, he always set the air conditioner very low. Instead of raising it a few degrees, it would be uncomfortable for both of them. He simply unbuttoned his seat belt and took off his suit while driving. Throw it to Baochan, "Put it on."

The suit fell on his chest, with a slight body temperature, Baochan touched the material, even the lining was made of real silk.

The car was very quiet, no one was talking, Bao Chan didn't know what to say, and he didn't dare to say it. The man next to him was very rich. He was very different from the man wearing slacks and sneakers last night. He drove a luxury car and wore a designer suit , have their own villa, even if they are sitting in the same car, they are in heaven and earth, two worlds.

"Where are you going?" Kuangzheng sensed his silence.

"Nanshan District," Baochan looked out the window, "Just find a bus stop and drop me off."

Kuang Zheng couldn't figure out what he was thinking: "How old are you?"

"28."

Kuang Zheng tapped the brakes and looked over in surprise.

The car body shook slightly, Baochan avoided his sight: "What are you doing?"

"I thought you were at most 24." Kuangzheng got on the elevated highway leading to the city. He said this because Baochan had nothing on his face, the tiredness and cunning that a 30-year-old man should have, and the unconscious formation. Hypocrisy, he is like a blank sheet of paper, living an overly simple life.

"This car..." Baochan looked at the dashboard. He didn't know that it was the classic Porsche five-barrel design, so he couldn't help asking, "Is it expensive?"

Finally started to talk about money, it was Kuang Zheng's familiar field, he nodded.

"There must be... five or six million?"

Kuangzheng almost didn't complain, if this number came out of someone else's mouth, he would definitely think it was scolding him, but Baochan said, he just smiled: "It's about the same."

A car costs 60 to 10 yuan. At this moment, Baochan felt a sense of shamelessness he had never had before, and wanted to borrow some money from him, one hundred thousand... [-] yuan would be enough for Ruyizhou to tide over the difficulties.

From the corner of his eyes, Kuang Zheng caught a glimpse of his hands, they were clenched together, his fingertips turned white, as if he was about to ask for help.

money?Kuang is rich, but he is not doing charity. Putting on a bluetooth headset, he pretends to make a phone call.

The call to the company was answered by Clemen, a junior manager who had just been promoted from an analyst and showed up at the office at eight o'clock every morning.

"The promotion book of Fusion Real Estate is on my desk," Kuang Zheng said, "and the minutes of the last joint meeting. I'll be at the company in a while..."

"Boss," Clemen interrupted him, "You...don't fly to Macau at 10:30 today?"

Kuangzheng slammed on the brakes. Last night, he even ate porridge and chatted. He completely forgot about it in the Mariana Trench!

He turned off the elevated highway, it was the morning rush hour, and the road was full of cars. It must be too late to go to Nanshan first and then to the airport. He looked at Baochan apologetically: "I said..."

Baochan was thinking about how to speak to him, feeling a little at a loss.

"I have something urgent to go to the airport, sorry, I can't see you off."

After a moment of reaction, Baochan realized that he was telling him to get out of the car.

"What about me?" The atmosphere was awkward, Kuang Zheng glanced at his watch, at [-]:[-], "Come back and treat you to dinner."

He was sorry, but he couldn't hear the meaning of sorry in his tone, and he was still high above him.

"Ah..." Baochan smiled embarrassingly, straightened the suit and returned it to him, and unbuckled the seat belt, "It's okay, thank you very much."

This is a left-turn lane, you can make a U-turn directly, Kuang Zheng obviously didn't want to merge to the right to send Baochan to get off the car, but directly turned on the left-turn signal.

There are four lanes between here and the safety intersection, Baozhan opened the door, and there was dense traffic and heat blowing outside, he said "thank you" and stepped out.

With the door closed, Kuang Zheng turned the wheel quickly, taking advantage of the light to slide into the opposite lane, and glanced at Bao Chan when Hui Lun was young, a white figure stood abruptly on the motorway, a little pitiful.

Kuang Zheng looked at him several times, until he was out of sight, then accelerated towards the airport.

It was just after 09:30 when I arrived at the airport. Kuang Zheng parked his car and ran into the terminal building. First, he went to change his boarding pass, and then went through the security check. When he took his personal belongings from the small basket, someone in front called him: "Mr. Kuang?"

He raised his head and saw a gentle face. It was Duan Xiaojun, who was studying sociology. He flicked the water from his hand, as if he came to the bathroom.

Kuangzheng bothered him, but he still walked over. He was very familiar with this routine of newcomers, appearing in front of senior managers at various time periods and possible links, to gain a sense of presence and increase their favorability.

Duan Xiaojun led him to the boarding gate, and Kuangzheng was waiting for his performance. Talking about the weather, stocks, and asking about the company's system were all common methods, but after waiting and waiting, nothing came. This guy is like a dull dumb, Walked wildly without saying a word.

This is a big taboo. No boss likes to be alone at the airport with his boring subordinates. Those who work in investment banks not only have to work overtime, but also make the boss laugh.

"How do you know me?" Kuang Zheng was curious. With Duan Xiaojun's personality, it was impossible to sharpen his head to check the information of each VP.

"President Kuang of M&A," Duan Xiaojun said, "I only remember you."

Kuang Zheng raised an eyebrow in an instant. The horse slapped him in a smooth and unconventional manner, so he underestimated him.

In fact, Duan Xiaojun did not lie, he really only remembered Kuang Zheng, because in the "2019 Wan Rong Da Touch Complete Works" given to him by Bonnie, Kuang Zheng's photo ranked first.

Bonnie is also a newcomer. During the break of the training class, Duan Xiaojun was watching the newly bought "Introduction to Finance". She came over to strike up a conversation: "Hi, classmate."

Bonnie is a slightly chubby girl with a bright smile. She squeezed her plump body over and lit up the phone screen to show him: "Would you like a copy, the latest one."

Duan Xiaojun looked over, and there happened to be Kuang Zheng's face on the phone, with the words: Investment Banking Division M&A (VP) Kuang Zheng.

"The Complete Works of Wan Rong Da Touch, neither 998 nor 618, 300 yuan a piece," Bonnie pointed to the others in the training room, "They all bought it."

Duan Xiaojun was speechless. As expected of an investment bank, the first person to talk to him during the same period wanted to sell him something.

"Thank you, no need."

"What?" Bonnie was startled, "I edited it with all my heart, to ensure that no one is bad, updated to the latest version, 2019 version, no deception!"

Duan Xiaojun smiled: "I really don't need it, it's useless if I buy it, I won't get close to others."

Bonnie looked at him quietly for two seconds: "Dude, come on, add a WeChat."

Duan Xiaojun couldn't keep up with her train of thought: "Why..."

Bonnie showed him her QR code: "Hurry up," she whispered, "I'll give you a copy, no money."

Duan Xiaojun was even more confused.

Bonnie put his arms around his shoulders: "There are 89 people in this class, and you are the only one that I didn't make any money. Since you are not my client, I will turn you into my friend."

Duan Xiaojun was completely confused by her theory: "Then...you lost money?"

Bonnie made a "nonono" gesture: "My dad told me since I was a child that every money I earn should be divided into three parts, one part is spent, one part is saved, and the other part is donated to charity."

Duan Xiaojun's black line: "Co-authoring me is your share of charity?"

"Add or not?"

"add."

The two became friends in this way, and Duan Xiaojun also had an extra copy of "2019 Wanrong Big Touch Complete Works" in Duan Xiaojun's mobile phone. Kuangzheng ranked first. According to Bonnie, they are ranked according to their appearance.

Kuangzheng is by his side now, Duan Xiaojun took a peek at him, he is indeed handsome, mainly because he is full of momentum, he is very overwhelming wherever he goes, and he has good taste, from suits to accessories to perfume, he is properly coquettish in the world Intangible, this kind of man can be proud not only in the investment bank, but anywhere.

Duan Xiaojun retracted his gaze, and saw a chubby figure in the opposite direction from the boarding gate, holding the ticket and looking around, looking like a fool, it was Bonnie...

Duan Xiaojun was speechless, and directly called her to be rude to the VP. If he didn't call, he was afraid that she would miss the flight. After thinking about it, he raised his voice and shouted: "Bonnie!"

Seeing him, Bonnie immediately ran this way, Kuangzheng made his voice startle, and his rating in his heart dropped by two levels again, hitting the bottom directly.

"Mr. Kuang!" Bonnie jumped over Duan Xiaojun and rushed straight to Kuangzheng, with a flattering expression on his face, "You just arrived, the weather is good today, blue sky and white clouds..."

Bonnie is learning programming, and will enter the backstage department after the training, flattering M&A is meaningless to her, she just wants to see that Kuang Zheng is handsome... Duan Xiaojun listened to their awkward chats, from the weather to stocks, from stocks to The company system finally rushed to the boarding gate, and the large troops have already entered.

Kuangzheng took two off-line newcomers with him, and released Baozhan's pigeons. He was in a bad mood. At this moment, he saw Daishan at the gate. He turned his head and looked at Duan Xiaojun and Bonnie. Around, frowned unhappily, fleeting.

Such an imperceptible glance, let Kuang Zheng find out.