Linzhou Municipal Bureau

"The man who talked to you just now is the son of the old woman who went boating?"

Outside a high-end garden complex in Linzhou City, a black Mercedes was slowly driving into the garage.

Facing the sudden question, Wu Minyao in the car didn't realize who the "old woman" her brother was talking about.After a while, she had a flash of inspiration and said, "Oh, you mean Auntie Quan and Brother Yifeng?"

Looking at this heartless and silly girl in his family, Wu Minguo estimated in his heart when she would be sold and paid for it.Before the words of education could be uttered, the younger sister said to herself: "I met my mother once when I went out for dinner. Later, I had dinner with brother Yifeng and his colleagues twice."

"Are you familiar with him? You don't feel ashamed to call me brother and brother all day long." When mentioning his mother, Wu Minguo felt a little displeased.The woman in the family is nothing but a good skin, but she still likes to show off.As a young master, he was ridiculed openly and secretly by his peers in the circle because of such a woman since he was a child.If it weren't for the sake of being a real mother...

"Brother, are you jealous?" Wu Minyao chuckled, interrupting Wu Minguo's drifting thoughts.

"You crazy girl, your brother, I'm afraid that you will be fooled if you don't pay attention."

"You don't have to worry about that. Brother Yifeng is very annoying, and he is still a criminal policeman!" Wu Minyao said with a look of embarrassment.

"Oh, I'm tired of it." Wu Minguo joked along with his sister's words, but he was thinking in his heart, there is such a family business that is not well inherited, and he ran to be a cop. .

After watching his sister go upstairs, Wu Minguo signaled the driver to set off for the next scene.Wu Minyao didn't say much about her brother's habit of socializing until one or two o'clock in the morning every night.

Tianyeli is another upstart for night owls in Linzhou. It is a street of noisy bars and nightclubs. It is a little far away from the traditional city center, far away from the elders and aunts in the old district who love to complain and spontaneous supervision, as well as the high-end residential areas hidden in the city. The majestic and mighty security guards, the young night guests who seek excitement are like wild horses, singing and singing here every night without getting drunk.

Wu Minguo lowered the car window, and before he had time to explore this unfamiliar legendary place, his eardrums were already aching from the deafening sound.He got out of the car a bit reluctantly, frowned, looked at the three-story building in front of him, and saw the lights flickering inside and outside, and couldn't help but spit: "Which idiot decided to make such a ghost crying and howling wolf?" place."

His voice was not loud, but he didn't expect to be heard.Fortunately, the person who came here also seemed to have the same opinion as the hero: "That's right, I'm afraid that others will not know that his family is an upstart."

Without turning around to look, Wu Minguo recognized the owner of the voice. He was one of the group of people he had gotten to know best after returning to Linzhou, the playboy of the auto parts king's family, Zhou Jin.

In fact, due to some historical reasons, the rich people in the entire Linzhou city have the longest family history of no more than 40 to [-] years.The lucky ones of this era are rich enough, but to say how "expensive" they are, they still lack the baptism of history and the heat of time.

But as long as there are people, there will inevitably be a so-called "chain of contempt".They are obviously nouveau riche, but it seems that as long as they squeezed into the rich circle a few years ago, they will get rid of the hat of "sudden wealth" and become a century-old nobleman logically.

The "upstart" that Zhou Jin dismissed was Zou Ming, the owner of tonight's night show, one of the group whose family got rich later.

"Why, what wind brought your eldest son Zhou here? If you run to this kind of nightclub in the middle of the night, aren't you afraid that your 'beloved wife crazy' senior persona will collapse?"

"Don't don't, you don't know my details?" Zhou Jin didn't care about Wu Minguo's teasing, his face was full of greasyness that didn't match his age, "I just happened to have a batch of very fresh ones here recently, do you want to join them? Try something new?"

Wu Minguo was not surprised by Zhou Jin's special hobbies, and he thanked Bumin: "It's not like you don't know how busy I am recently. If you have the time, you might as well go home and sleep."

"Hahaha, everything here is serious and important." Zhou Jin slapped Wu Minguo's back hard, "Look, didn't I come here tonight just for you, Mr. Wu? "

"I don't have such a big face." Wu Minguo smiled coyly, "Besides, the 'Master Wu' you are talking about may not be me, right?"

"Look at what you said," Zhou Jin's big mouth was not lost in the loud voice, "you can just listen to the gossip outside, you know, I'm fighting for you. Those people No matter how deep the water is, can it be as deep as our friendship? Who is Wu Jiahui!"

The word "Wu Jiahui" seemed to have finally caused a crack to appear on Wu Minguo's calm face.He squinted at this good buddy who was already full of alcohol. It is not known how deep the friendship between them will be, but he understands one thing better than anyone else. He stepped in, but that person obviously looked down on this group of second-generation ancestors who did not accomplish much but failed to do so. The "encumbrances" obviously felt the danger of being left behind in the near future.Even if they gather together to eat and die without accomplishing anything, they absolutely don't want anyone to make a profit alone. This kind of mentality is not unique to the petty citizens who struggle in the quagmire of the bottom of society.

"It's a pity, no matter how deep our friendship is, we can't match the fierceness of the real Mr. Wu. The next president of the Linzhou Elite Association, I'm afraid he hasn't run away." He calmly mended the bruise on his face That crack, Wu Minguo said it calmly.

"Hey, talking about this makes me angry. The election of the chairman was originally a good one. In terms of merit and hard work, no matter how you look at it, it should be you. Why should he have to give it to him?! Just relying on his father's wealth? I don't believe that we can't kill him with so many families united. Come on, I support you, and all the buddies around me support you, don't be afraid, just be upright!"

Wu Minguo, who hadn't even started drinking in the second round, walked shoulder to shoulder with Zhou Jin to the venue where ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and their steps were already shaking.

With one arm around Wu Minguo's shoulder, Zhou Jin dangled a wine bottle with less than a third of it left in the other hand. With one finger, he pointed at Zou Ming, today's organizer surrounded by a group of men and women, and turned his head to look at it. Looking at the "people of my own" around him, he lowered his voice and said, "Zou Ming, he has been talking about his broken fund for almost two years, right? The total is only 6000 to [-] million, and I heard that it has not yet been raised. together."

As the number of friends gathered around increased, Wu Minguo was thinking about how to get Zhou Jin's arm off his neck calmly, when he heard a person next to him echoing: "Oh, I didn't say that, I didn't like him at the beginning. I don't know how someone with his qualifications got into our elite club. His old man has been in the media for so many years, and he is still working on paper magazines. Sooner or later If he can’t get along with it. He’s good, he calls ‘Uncle Wang’ and ‘Uncle Ma’ when he sees everyone, and I don’t know if he thinks that the whole circle of big bosses is his godfather.”

"Hahahaha..." This kind of ruthless and sharp teasing inevitably made everyone in this small circle laugh.

"Hey, restrain yourself, restrain yourself," said Zhang Jiesen, who is always cautious in doing things among this group of people, "People still have to go to the balcony garden over there and continue fooling around, as long as we know it, too Publicity is not good."

"Jason, you really look like your father, aren't you tired?" Zhou Jin patted Zhang Jason on the shoulder, and Wu Minguo took the opportunity to move half a step to the side, not only leaving Zhou Jin's arm's reach, but also walking towards the group of people more central location.

The young master who had spoken out loud just now also booed: "That's right, Mr. Zhang has been cautious all his life, do you really want your son to inherit his father's career?"

But this Jason didn't care much about his bad friend's ridicule.He raised the wine bottle and bumped it with everyone present, blew most of the bottle in one gulp, and hiccupped as if nothing had happened, before saying, "My old man, is he cautious? If he is really cautious, he can make such a mess for me. There are too many wild species to fight for the family property?"

After all, they are all talents cultivated in the big family. Seeing that there seems to be something wrong with the words, some people hurried out to chat: "Hey, it's rare for us to gather so many people tonight. I heard that there is a big cause to share." Do you want to do business?"

"That's right, that's right, you remember the real estate fund that our Elite Association proposed last time?" Speaking of "serious business", Zhou Jin didn't look like a drunk at all.

"That's what, eh?" The young man opened his mouth and forgot the words, put the wine bottle on the table, and suddenly remembered, "It's the land next to the Qingjiang New Airport?"

"It's still far from the new airport."

"Kenny, you can't drink enough today."

"Hahaha……"

A group of wine and meat friends chatted half-truthfully about what they called "great cause", and they were also very happy.

Jason, the eldest son of Lawyer Zhang's family, was very sensible and didn't stop talking about his own bad things.He bent down in his sitting position, looked at the real protagonist in this small circle-Wu Minguo through the three people, and interjected at the right time: "Jack is bound to win this election for the chairman of the Elite Club. I don’t have any skills, and I dare not say anything else, but after the fund is launched, you can speak out about any compliance matters, even if it is to let our old man block his professional reputation over the years, I will take care of it for you!”

After finishing speaking, he and Wu Minguo had a crisp bottle clink across the three people who were temporarily invisible in the middle.His expression was as relaxed as if the election atmosphere for the chairman of the Elite Association was peaceful, and even the dust had settled. Jason blew another half of the bottle, looking at the grotesque venue in front of him through the light-colored glass bottle, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.After all, it's much more fun to watch other people's messes.

On the other end of the wine bottle, Wu Minguo was not as distracted as he seemed.He wasn't so naive as to pin his chances of being elected - even if it was just one percent - on a lawyer's son.He understands very well, firstly, as a lawyer or something, no matter how talented you are, you will be lucky, and your family background is still very different from the real second generations of them; Yes, whether it is the eldest son or the illegitimate child, there is no one who is not a good player who pushes the high and tramples the low.

Others may more or less have the mentality that watching the excitement is not too big of a deal, but he, Wu Minguo, knows very well what kind of meat and potatoes the real estate fund that the elite club is raising is.Before Wu Jiahui stepped in, it was already a star project with subscription intentions as high as ten figures, not to mention the staggeringly powerful social resource background of these participants.Even without counting those indirect resources, there are directly leading families in various industries related to real estate, and even families with strong political backgrounds.

The elite club, to put it bluntly, is a place where each family throws young successors in to test the waters. It is rare to have such a "serious" project in all aspects. The owners of each family are definitely willing to support it behind the scenes .Even if it messes up, it will be considered as paying tuition. Anyway, the core relationship has been established, and the tuition is definitely not a loss.

The subscription amount of Wu Minguo's family is far from reaching the level of finalizing the fund.But in a place like the Elite Club, his advantage could not have been in the point of "more money".In the two years since he returned to China, he has devoted most of his time and energy to managing various relationships with the Elite Club, and it can be said that he has taken great pains.From a newcomer from the fringes to the most core board of directors in one fell swoop, in just two years, almost everyone in the elite club with many members knows Wu Minguo's name.

The real estate fund that started to be planned three months ago was simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Wu Minguo. No matter how you looked at it, it had the right time, place and people.Wu Minguo has already seen the not-too-distant future, in the wonderful cases of major business schools, his own brilliant figure.

If it weren't for Wu Jiahui, Cheng Yaojin, who relied on his super-thick family background to get a foot in the door.

Elite Club, in the founding philosophy of "inheriting the family business and giving back to the society", after all, "making money" comes first, followed by "charity".So no matter how much Wu Minguo contributed to the development of the organization, he might not be able to withstand the spoilers who came with huge sums of money.

The clamor of wolves howling and ghosts crying in the nightclub didn't seem to affect the lively chatter and laughter in this corner at all.

"I heard that your relative, Wu Jiahui, gave you a bad face just now?" Someone finally brought the topic to Cheng Yaojin publicly.

The few people present who did not attend the charity reception looked at each other, but fortunately, someone immediately came out and explained: "The charity reception hosted by Jack just now was suppressed. I happened to be there too. That posture, I don't know, it must be because Wu Jiahui is the protagonist, Tut tut..."

"Wow, you are so arrogant?"

"If you have anything to help, just say it, I don't like him the most."

"It's okay, it's okay. I just like watching him jump around." Wu Minguo touched the wine bottle one by one with the group of righteous and indignant buddies in front of him, very calm and breezy.There was a gloomy voice in my heart: How could you get a glimpse of Wu Jiahui's arrogance?I have been suppressed by him since I was a child, hmph, I won't let him continue to be arrogant.

Wu Minguo's cell phone lighted up, and a photo of two bottles of rare red wine slid into his chat interface before locking the screen: "I received a new message from 'Luo Gongzi'".He gently swiped away the reminder message, raised the corner of his mouth, and put the phone back into his pocket, which did not affect his communication with others in the slightest.

Zou Ming, the boss of the team, came and went politely, and the people in the small circle were still clinking glasses and chatting.

Wu Minguo squinted his small triangular eyes, thinking in his mind how much each of these "plastic brothers" would be worth if their "pride and loyalty" were implemented to each of them.