The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Accompanied by his coach, Asu walked around the indoor racecourse. The little man excitedly raised his hands and greeted Lin Zhiyuan in the distance.

Xiang Yaoting came behind Lin Zhiyuan at some point and said, "Assistant Lin, your lover is so beautiful and your daughter is cute. Only when I saw your family of three did I know what a successful person is."

Lin Zhiyuan turned around and pointed with his finger at Xiang Yaoting's son and lover, who were also riding horses.

"Sister Xiang, look at how handsome my brother-in-law is, and his son is also a handsome boy. Aren't you a very happy family of three?"

Xiang Yaoting's husband is a fair, bookish man who looks like a teacher, but is actually an expert in criminal technology from the Ministry of Public Security. His son is seven years old and in the second grade of elementary school. This is also a family that everyone envies.

Xiang Yaoting pursed her lips and smiled, "Your lover's appearance like this has broken the hearts of those unmarried young women like Fan Lulu. Didn't you see that those little girls all have droopy faces in the photos? Tell me, you Is it intentional?"

Lin Zhiyuan smiled, ignored the remark, and asked: "Sister Xiang, are you interested in going out for a few laps?"

"Right on my mind."

Ten minutes later, Lin Zhiyuan and Xiang Yaoting rode two tall European thoroughbred horses and went to the outdoor racecourse under the guidance of their coach.

Although the land here is not as vast as the grassland, the area of ​​Qianli Grassland is still very large, enough for them to deal with.

Lin Zhiyuan and Xiang Yaoting first jogged around the pasture. After getting used to the horses' temperament, they began to speed up gradually. Later, the two tall horses chased each other and started having fun around the pasture, attracting many people. Few people watch.

"Look at how good they are riding!"

"When can I be like them?"

"These two are coaches, they look professional at first glance."

Those who can come to the racecourse to spend money are either rich or expensive. If nothing else, the entrance fee of 200,000 yuan is not something ordinary people can afford.

Lin Zhiyuan, who was enjoying riding, didn't notice that in the crowd, there were two middle-aged men staring at his back in a daze.

"Old Feng, why does that person look so familiar?"

"I feel like Mr. Lin."

"It does look similar, but I can't see the face clearly."

These two people are Fan Baiyi and Feng Gang, whom Lin Zhiyuan met when he was working in real estate in Qiongdao.

The two of them successfully escaped from the real estate boom in Qiongdao in 1992. After returning to Yanjing, they founded Baitong Real Estate. Now they are one of the top real estate tycoons in Yanjing City.

In the first few years, when Lin Zhiyuan came to Yanjing, he would meet and reminisce with the two of them.

Later, when Lin Zhiyuan's official position became bigger and bigger, he became busier and busier, and the contact between the two parties was not so close. It has been several years since they last met.

The two of them muttered for a long time, until they saw Diao Jian in the crowd, and then they confirmed that the man on the horse was Lin Zhiyuan.

We all work in real estate in Yanjing, so we have many opportunities to meet each other.

Lin Zhiyuan and Xiang Yaoting rode for more than thirty minutes before they were satisfied.

When he dismounted, he saw Diao Jian leading Fan Baiyi and Feng Gang over excitedly.

"Mr. Lin, long time no see."

Lin Zhiyuan was also very surprised, "Mr. Fan, Mr. Feng, I didn't expect to see you here."

When old friends meet, they are particularly affectionate.

Fan Baiyi and Feng Gang invited Lin Zhiyuan to have tea at the racecourse's teahouse, and Lin Zhiyuan readily agreed.

Lin Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment as soon as he stepped into the door of the tea room. There were two young, beautiful and fashionably dressed young beauties sitting in the tea room. Judging from their attitude towards Fan Baiyi and Feng Gang, they should have been brought here by two people.

Fan Baiyi waved his hand lightly, "We have something to discuss. You two go outside for a walk. There are many brand-name clothes in the shopping mall inside the racecourse. If you need it, you can sign up for my membership."

When the two girls heard this, they ran out of the tea room like two happy birds.

Feng Gang looked at Lin Zhiyuan, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, for making you laugh."

Lin Zhiyuan was confused for a moment. Fan Baiyi and Feng Gang, who were aspiring young people who ate steamed buns, drank cold water, squeezed in the crowd, quoted prices, and speculated in real estate in Qiongdao, have now become successful businessmen with thick waists and round bellies, and the smell of money.

Now Fan Baiyi and Feng Gang are all wearing famous brands, and they are wearing Vacheron Constantin horns 1955 on their wrists. A watch cost more than yuan, which can almost buy a single room in Yanjing today.

Looking at the age of the two girls just now, they are definitely no more than twenty, and they are definitely not their wives. When you think about it again, they are now in a high-consumption place like a racecourse. What else don't you understand?

People do change, and it goes without saying that when a man has money.

Lin Zhiyuan smiled and said nothing.

Now there are only four people left in the tea room: Lin Zhiyuan, Diao Jian, Fan Baiyi, and Feng Gang.

Fan Baiyi sat behind the tea table and boiled water and made tea by himself. His hands were busy, but his mouth was not idle either. "Mr. Lin, what are you busy with now? Are you still at Le Gang?"

"I graduated from Le Gang and now work in Yanjing."

"Mr. Lin has gone into business?" Feng Gang asked tentatively, "When Mr. Lin left the real estate industry, I always felt it was a pity. If Mr. Lin had continued in this industry, I believe he would be number one in the country by now."

"No, I didn't go to sea. I was transferred to a government agency."

Fan Baiyi made tea and put the first cup in front of Lin Zhiyuan respectfully, "Mr. Lin, although you are no longer in the real estate industry, Lao Feng and I always regard you as our teacher. Without you , The two of us would not have made the decision to leave Qiongdao, and there would be no Baidu Real Estate." When the two returned to Yanjing to start Baidu Real Estate, Lin Zhiyuan also asked Jinye Real Estate to invest in the company. .

"It's all in the past, why do you keep mentioning it?" Lin Zhiyuan took a sip of tea. The tea soup is smooth and delicate in the mouth, mellow and silky, with a long-lasting and deep aftertaste. It should be the top Dahongpao.

Seeing that Lin Zhiyuan was unwilling to say more, the two stopped asking any more questions. Everyone only chatted about irrelevant affairs, and discussed with Diao Jian the recent real estate market in Yanjing. More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Zhiyuan looked at the time, stood up and said goodbye, "Mr. Fan, Mr. Feng, I am here with my colleagues today. Sorry, excuse me."

Fan Baiyi and Feng Gang stood up at the same time to see each other off, "Mr. Lin, since you are in Yanjing now, there are more opportunities for us to meet. When Mr. Lin is free one day, we can get together."

Lin Zhiyuan shook hands with them and said goodbye. He left the tea room. Diao Jian followed him. After turning a corner, Lin Zhiyuan slowed down and turned around and asked, "These two people are very rich now, right?"

"Belden has acquired several good pieces of land in succession in the past few years and has developed very well. Mr. Fan and Mr. Feng are already worth over 100 million yuan."

"It can be seen that the way they dress, speak and act now is completely different from what they were seven years ago. When we first entered the tea room, those two young girls were still students, right? You real estate people all do this now ?"

Lin Zhiyuan's tone was very light, but Diao Jian's sweat dropped immediately, "Mr. Lin, Brother Yue is very strict with us. We are not like them, we can do everything, but in business, it is always inevitable to make fun of things. But I can guarantee that I won’t be involved in any of these things.”

At this time, Diao Jian was just like the salesman who had just joined Hongye Real Estate nine years ago. He still seemed at a loss when standing in front of Lin Zhiyuan.

Lin Zhiyuan sighed and patted his shoulder, "The past few years have been the most prosperous years for the development of real estate in China. Those who can persist in doing it will get a huge fortune. Money is like a strong wind. It’s just as easy, but it’s really not easy to stay true to your heart. Xiaodiao, I can’t ask you for anything, but I still hope that when you make money, you don’t forget who you were before.”