law of receptivity

In late autumn, accompanied by the continuous rain, the capital soon entered the winter solstice season, and pedestrians on the road changed into heavy clothes one after another.But someone's adultery--feelings heat up, even wearing shorts and single clothes is extremely warm.

President Xiao Yan's mother came back to Beijing from a coal mine inspection in Shanxi a few days ago, and suddenly found that her son was extremely busy this year, and even had to be half an hour late for a meal of dumplings during the winter solstice.This is a fundamental change from his old days of loitering when he was free from work...

Since everyone in the family found out, the second-generation young masters around Yan Ge must have guessed even more. Cao Yu slapped his chopsticks on the dinner table and questioned him straight to the point.

"Xiao Yan, are you getting along with Liang Ziqian?"

Yan Ge had a mouthful of roasted sea cucumber with green onions before he could swallow it, and almost sprayed it on Li Song's face...

"Liang Ziqian?" Cao Sheng answered first, then turned his head to look at Yan Pavilion. "JP Morgan that Liang Ziqian?"

Yan Ge avoided him and said nothing, forcibly lowered his head and chewed the three hundred and eighty-one plates of sea cucumbers, with an expression like he was chewing tree roots.

Cao Sheng put down his chopsticks and leaned back in the chair, the corners of his mouth curled up in a meaningful arc, and he licked his lips and said. "I said, I said whose jackal and wild leopard dared to accept you, it turned out to be Mr. Liang."

"You know him?" Yan Ge suddenly raised his head and asked.

"His father." Cao Sheng pushed aside the cigarette case with his fingers, brought it to his mouth, and took out a cigarette. "His father knew our old man very well when he was working in China Merchants."

Cao Yu raised his eyes and stared at his brother, and stretched out his hand for him to grab the cigarette. "No smoking, friend."

Cao Sheng rolled his eyes across Cao Yu's face, and then continued. "He studied in Beijing for a few years in middle school, which happened to be the years you went abroad. After you came back, he went abroad to work again. It just happened." He smiled lightly after he finished speaking.

Yan Ge seems to have a vague impression. Among the children of a family in the past, there was a man named Liang who was a little closer to the Cao family. He met his driver once when giving gifts on New Year's Day, but he never met his master. .

"This Mr. Liang, after graduating from high school, he went to the university in the United States, and he majored in the same major as you." Cao Sheng raised his chin at Yan Ge as he spoke.

"His mother's Chinese-American family is quite well-established there, and he himself has two brushes. He invested in a trust company with European capital, which started off well. Later, he transferred out for some reason, and later he entered Morgan Stanley. The merger of Bear Stearns came to the top in one fell swoop, holding a large number of rich Chinese in his hands. Last year, his father made a connection, and he cooperated with China Merchants Bank in Beijing as the person in charge. Holding 50.00% of the shares, he will become the president." Cao Sheng pointed his fingers at the table as he said this, as if he was beating Yan Ge on something. "He can be regarded as the one who fought on the cusp of the storm, you know?"

While listening to Young Master Cao's friendly explanation, Yan Ge only held his chopsticks and lowered his head to pick up vegetables to eat. A small plate of blueberries and yams made him eat everything.

"You should understand what I mean." Cao Sheng clicked his tongue angrily and looked at him. "Um?"

Yan Ge finally put down his chopsticks, tilted his head and looked back at Cao Sheng, with a difficult expression on his face, he smiled and said. "Brother, you are so funny, I look like someone who remembers to eat or not?"

Cao Sheng smiled lightly, took a swipe from Cao Yu's hand, took the cigarette back to his hand, held it between his thumb and index finger, and gestured forward.

"After all, there is no difference between Wall Street and the Financial City. In the end, they are all fighting for territory based on their interests. I just remind you kindly."

Yan Ge Junxiu's face was stunned for a moment, then he said with a smile. "It's still a little bit different."

Cao Sheng squinted his eyes, making eye contact with Cao Yu from time to time, and the two looked at Yan Ge together.

"A wolf and a fox are still different."