Who doesn’t want to make money after being reborn?

"Your classmate is not simple!"

The fifth floor of Caoan Tea House.

After coming back to his senses, Sun Wenhong decisively turned the taxi around and returned here.

After carefully reviewing his mistakes in his mind, he took the opportunity to point out to his son: "The university life circle is actually a small society."

"After the summer vacation, you will enter college life."

"Remember, when encountering difficulties, always learn from your classmate."

"The first thing is not to compete with your opponents in areas that you are not good at."

"This classmate of yours did a great job."

"I knew he was young and couldn't compete with an old man like me in terms of negotiation, so I overturned the table first."

“Break the momentum I’ve carefully chosen to negotiate.”

“At the same time, it breaks my mood.”

"It made me panic and made me lose control of the situation."

"Change the negotiation venue to the Eagle Kebab Shop he is most familiar with, and re-establish a negotiation environment and atmosphere that is favorable to him."

"Fortunately, I reacted quickly."

"I didn't follow his train of thought, otherwise I would have been led by others into a dead end."

"..."

Is Luo Hui so awesome?

Listening to his father's explanation, Sun Zhe felt a huge wave of emotion in his heart: When did that idiot who couldn't beat a fart with three sticks become so powerful?

This unscientific!

It must be luck!

If he was really that good and he was not blind, how could he have chosen him to be the scapegoat?

I felt dissatisfied, but I didn't dare to show it in front of my father.

He could only make a humbly accepting expression and accept all the praises his father gave to Luo Hui.

The Eagle Kebab spot is in the private room on the second floor.

Wang Rongrong almost stopped breathing when faced with a suitcase full of hundred-yuan bills.

Money.

When spoken, it's just a string of numbers.

A little bit of a feeling.

But, not much.

I will be amazed, but only in amazement.

When the red land is placed in front of you, it is a suffocating huge wave.

After taking two sharp breaths, Wang Rongrong finally came back to life. She grabbed the suitcase and started counting it eagerly.

Ha ha!

Luo Hui and Lao Fei smiled at each other and watched her count the money quietly.

it is more than words.

Everyone has experienced similar plots, and what we see now is just a replica of ourselves.

No need to laugh at anyone.

However, Luo Hui's mood was slightly depressed: this punch hit the air after all!

The Sun family father and son are not fooled.

If you can't control the other party, you can't take advantage of the other party's connections to bind the WeChat platform to Tongcheng's technological innovation, and pull the entire Tongcheng to increase the chips in the game between yourself and Fat Penguin.

It is equivalent to missing a shortcut for rapid development.

But that's okay.

Even if you don't take shortcuts and take the right path, you can still achieve your goal.

It just takes more time.

The two of them watched patiently as Wang Rongrong's excitement was almost exhausted, and then rushed to the bank with her suitcase to deposit money.

The 500,000 yuan was directly deposited into a new card in Wang Rongrong's name.

The other 380,000 yuan was stored in Luo Hui's name.

After finishing his business, Lao Fei was not in a hurry to leave. He first drove Wang Rongrong home, and then took Luo Hui back to the Fei family villa.

"You came?"

Fei Jiande was busy dismantling a sports car in the yard. When he saw Luo Hui arriving, he smiled shyly as a greeting.

"Master, sports cars are meant to be driven, not dismantled!"

This is a Porsche!

Luo Hui's heart bleeds as he watches the fat and fat Fei Jiande dismantle the silver-gray Porsche 911 into parts.

Fei Jiande didn't say anything, just pointed at his father with the wrench in his hand, and continued to work on his own things.

Not quarrelsome.

"He brags about how he can dismantle a sports car and put it back together again. I'll let him dismantle one for fun."

"As long as he can put it back on, I won't stop him from going to technical school."

Lao Fei watched his son working in the scorching sun with bright eyes.

He didn't seem to feel any distress.

On the contrary, his expression was a bit smug: Look how smart I am!

"With more than 100,000 parts, can you do it alone?"

Luo Hui was also stunned by Fei Jiande's feat.

She squatted beside him with a look of disbelief on her face and watched him operate.

Don't say it.

Although this fat black man is a boring gourd, he is really unambiguous when it comes to dismantling a car.

Without using any large equipment, just with simple tools and jacks, the 911's most precious six-cylinder twin-turbocharged engine has been disassembled into parts and placed next to it.

Those parts were arranged by him like an army being paraded, neatly arranged horizontally and vertically.

I just don’t know what the assembly capabilities are.

All boys know this.

It's easy to dismantle the toy, but when you try to assemble it, you always get the wrong answer... and there are a few more inexplicable parts that you haven't seen before.

Come to think of it, assembling a million-dollar luxury car is several levels more difficult than assembling toys.

Fei Jiande didn't reply.

It just kept circling around the car body with the door frame removed, twisting here and knocking there from time to time.

Terribly focused.

From time to time, parts suddenly appeared out of nowhere, which he carefully wiped and put aside.

to be frank.

Luo Hui stared carefully and didn't even notice how the parts were disassembled.

It’s boring to watch.

He hurriedly left the sentence "You are busy", turned around and motioned for Lao Fei to go in and talk about business.

This time, Lao Fei did not entertain him in the living room.

He took him directly to an open space on the roof of the building, then looked down at his precious son and spoke: "I'm relieved, he has such a unique skill, he will definitely not be hungry."

"Uncle Fei, you live in a mansion, have a luxury car... and take it apart, why do you always say depressing things?"

Luo Hui asked knowingly.

He wanted to know, could Lao Fei, this seemingly shabby coal boss, really foresee the future?

Knowing that he would have to go in sooner or later, he had to give his son a backup plan?

"Your child is smart, and I won't hide it. My money comes from some shady sources, and I will have to pay it back sooner or later."

"I don't want to hear these things, and I don't dare to hear them."

"I won't tell you what you want to hear."

"What do you mean?"

"Uncle just wants to remind you: stay away from the Sun family and his son. The further away, the better. Be careful not to eat the mutton and make yourself embarrassed."

"Thank you uncle, I originally wanted to tell you this."

"Haha, you want me to remind you? I've died hundreds of times."

"Thank you uncle for taking care of me."

"I will surrender tomorrow and seek leniency."

"What about Fei Jiande?"

"My family's money is not all dirty, there is also clean money, not much, enough for him to live a lifetime."

"I understand, I will spend more time with Fei Jiande."

"Uncle, thank you!"

"Thank you uncle for looking up to me."

"Here, there are one hundred thousand in this card. It's clean, my hard-earned money."

"With this money, Fei Jiande will buy a share, and he will have a share of my company."

"I don't need anyone else to pity my son. This money is to thank you for allowing us to reconcile, and to thank you for allowing me to understand my son's abilities."

"Perhaps, this share can be recorded in your name and provide for your retirement."