Lucky Records

Lu Xiang didn't stay in Beijing for a long time in the past few years. Although the place where he originally lived was cleaned from time to time, he thought it was cold and impersonal, so every time he came back, he always liked to huddle with a group of employees in the company's staff dormitory.

The company was formed by several of their brothers.They played the best in the compound back then, but when they reached the age of serving as soldiers, they separated one after another, and there were people from all over the world.

The boss and the third child aspired not to be in the barracks, and went home directly after completing their military service. The boss went to the sea first and formed an engineering construction company, and the third child stayed at home and bought shares after he had nothing to do.Later, when a few people got together rarely, the others saw that the two were quite at ease, and the company was making good profits, so they argued and bought shares one after another.

Lu Xiang is different from them, most of their roads are arranged at home.Lu Xiang has no home! His parents divorced early, and besides seeing a few old people from time to time, he also lived independently early.

He loves himself in everything!You decide your own future and your own destiny.

Lu Xiang was born with a good mind, he went to university at the age of 17.But as soon as he graduated from university, he went to the army, under the pretense of training, but in fact he was hiding from his father, who is a leader in the business world.

There are two groups of second-generation ancestors who are doing well in the capital, one group is in politics, and the other is in business.Lu Xiang's father went to sea early and was the first batch of people who enjoyed the reform and opening up policy and became rich.His company grew bigger and bigger, and when he reached the size of the group, he also got older. With such a big plate, he began to think about his eldest son taking over his class.

However, Lu Xiang and his father had a grudge against each other, and when they met they either quarreled or quarreled, and this was when his mother was alive.At that time, he was actually very interested in business. If it wasn't for hiding from his father, he wouldn't have gone to the southwest border thousands of kilometers away from Beijing as soon as he graduated and became a border guard.

Later, his mother died, and his father happened to find another woman outside, so he simply became a stranger with his father.His father didn't know what method he used to transfer him back to Beijing, and then he was laid off when the army was downsizing.

The sound of the road was completely gone, and I took over the job of building roads in Tibet from the boss's company and went directly to Tibet.

He stayed in Tibet for three years. Later, if his grandparents were not critically ill one after another, the elderly thought of his grandson, he might not have returned to Beijing.

As soon as the car entered the dormitory area, Lu Xiang's phone rang. The caller was the third child, and he was directly invited to meet at a private club.

After he hung up the phone, Sharan, who was driving, turned his head off.

Half an hour later, the car parked in the parking lot at the address given by the third child.

The clubhouse was opened by a friend of the third child, and there were some other friends here and there.They are all people in the circle, and they have all met each other, and they are not formal when they meet, so the last few people simply put together a big tea table and drank tea.

In the past few years, it has become popular to drink Pu'er in Beijing. There are hundreds of good tea cakes here from my friends, because the people who come here today are all people who are on the stage, and they are not stingy. The 10,000+ ones are directly put on the tea tray by the people below. Then he dispatched the staff and worked as a tea worker there.

The weather in Beijing is dry in winter, and the air quality has not been very good these days. Friends who came up to sit in the farm gave everyone three rounds of hot tea in a row.After the three cups moistened their throats, everyone started chatting nonsense.

The third child has not been in charge of the company's affairs much in recent years, and he has started to play with antiques. He is planning to open another antique shop in Beijing, and several people are there to give him advice.

Lu Xiang usually doesn't speak first on such occasions, he likes to listen, to listen to what others have to say, and then think about his own.When he heard the old man talking about antiques, he unconsciously touched the pocket. There was a string of eighteen seeds lying in the pocket. He secretly rolled it around again, then stuffed it deep into the pocket, and finally moved his hand quietly. out.

The third child talked about the Empress Dowager Cixi's string of pearls auctioned by Sotheby's, and then suddenly mentioned the string of eighteen sons of Jin Lao.

"My godfather has a string of eighteen sons. I asked him how many times I asked for it, but he didn't give it to me, alas." The third child sighed.

"Which one did you use?" someone asked at the bottom.

"I looked at it last time, and it's exactly the same as Qianlong's string in "Collected Treasures."

"Could it be a fake?"

"What are you talking about? A joke! I'm a grandpa, can Mr. Jin's stuff be fake?" The third child was a little displeased, and squinted at the person who asked the question, his expression not very good-looking.

Lu Xiang picked up the small teacup in front of him and took another sip without changing his expression.

The person who asked the question probably felt that he was short-sighted, so in order to change the atmosphere, he smiled and asked the third child: "The eldest grandson of Jin's family is quite promising. A large road network has been completed, and some projects along the Belt and Road have been done?"

The third brother didn't bother to talk to him and didn't reply. Someone next to him agreed first: "That's right, the company of the third brother and his brothers is getting more and more prosperous now. I heard that the renovation project of the old city in Shanghai has also been taken down recently." ?”

Projects in Shanghai are the most difficult to get in the country. In addition to connections, funds, and strong technical support, it may be really awesome. The third child smiled, and pouted at Lu Xiang, " Here, my seventh brother took it down, if you ask him, he is the best, much better than me."

Several people turned their heads to look at Lu Xiang. They usually rarely see Lu Xiang, but now someone is still looking at him.Then someone said, "Third brother, this younger brother in your family is really different."

"What's the difference! Our seventh brother is handsome, isn't he? Look carefully, this is a man with three heads and six arms. He crushed that kid Wang Zheng so much that he jumped off the wall."

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay. Lu Xiang and the others rarely saw him, but Wang Zheng was not. In recent years, Wang Zheng has become more and more high-profile, and he seems to have reached a certain level in their circle.They only heard that Wang Zheng was robbed of his business this time, but they didn't expect that it was Lu Xiang who robbed him.So several people present were very surprised.

After a while, someone said: "Wang Zheng, can you hold it back?"

As soon as this person opened his mouth, someone made a guess: "Third brother, you still have to be careful with your little brother, Wang Zheng should be a stumbling block. I heard that he has already stayed in Shanghai for a long time. And recently All kinds of ways."

Lu Xiang's face darkened and he didn't speak.

A party lasted until nine o'clock in the evening. Several people left after eating in the clubhouse. Before Lu Xiang left, the third child held him back.

"Old Qi, I think, if Shanghai doesn't do it, the project won't make money. If Wang Zheng makes trouble, there will be another bunch of crap."

The third child has always sought stability and peace, because he is straightforward and kind-hearted, so although he is the most useless among the seven of them, everyone likes him.

Lu Xiang smiled at him, telling him not to worry.

Then he changed the subject, "Are you free recently? Your father... His heart is not very good, and he has been thinking about you in my father's ears these days. You know my father, he is full of mouth when Uncle Lu says it." Agree, no, force me to do your ideological work, let you go back once you have time."

"You tell your father that I'm busy, and ask him to tell the old man named Lu that he should go to the hospital and take medicine. I'm neither a doctor nor a pill. See me. I'm afraid that he will have a heart attack and it will get worse. .”

Lu Xiang hadn't spoken long words all night, but now he talked so much in one breath. The third child knew about the festivities between their father and son, and also knew that this was their family affair. He was only responsible for bringing a word. It depends on good fortune.

He didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, so he finally said to Lu Xiang: "Shanghai can do it. Let me introduce someone to you. He's an old Kehler from Shanghai. He is familiar with everyone in Shanghai. I can rest assured that he will help you."

In the end, Lu Xiang took the business card given by the third child before the third one let him go.

In the evening of the next day, after dealing with the affairs here in Beijing, Lu Xiang took Xia Lang to Shanghai.

The person who came to pick them up was a local grandfather in his 60s and 20s. He was wearing a hunting suit with a wool coat over it, a pair of Italian handmade leather shoes, and combed his oily hair. .

He drove a Buick LaCrosse, took Lu Xiang to the parking lot and opened the door for Lu Xiang directly.Xiao Xia was stunned for a moment and just wanted to say that our seventh brother all took a car worth more than 100 million yuan. Before he could say anything, Lu Xiang got into the car directly.

Xiao Xia was clever, and quickly got into the car following Lu Xiang.

The car turned around on the elevated road, from Hongqiao Airport to where Lu Xiang wanted to go, basically passed through the center of Shanghai, and of course the traffic jam was severe just like Beijing.Along the way, the local grandfather was chatting, introducing the different scenery along the road that he knew, and then talking about himself under Xiao Xia's hint.

It turned out that this grandfather's surname was Liu, and there was a name that suited his age called Liu Xingguo.The revitalization of China is really a hidden greatness.

Xiao Xia smiled, looking a little contemptuous, Lu Xiang gave him a nod, and then said to the uncle, "You don't mind if you don't understand the rules."

The uncle drove the car and looked at the sound of the road behind him through the mirror, and said in Shanghai Mandarin: "Oh, don't do this, Boss Lu, you are distinguished guests, I'm sorry."

It's so polite that people have nothing to say.

After a few seconds, Lu Xiang asked him directly: "Call you Uncle Liu? Later."

"No, no, just call me Master, Master Liu."

Master Liu drove the car to the vicinity of Dongjiadu and the three of them got out of the car and walked.

Lu Xiang came here on a whim, and he wanted to take another look at the situation of the whole land. He had heard before that the situation of the residents on the land he took was complicated, and the difficulty factor of relocation was very high.Recently, a relocation team has to be formed and a plan has to be drawn up, so he thought of coming here unconsciously after getting off the plane.

The three of them wandered from the main road outside to the fork that bordered several small alleys. The sound of the road left Master and Xiao Xia where they were.

He continued walking into the alley alone in the dim light of several street lamps, and then he came to the door of an old building with a number plate of a historically protected building. Before he could look at the plate, someone behind him held a The object knocked down on him.

He was a little dazed by the knock, and when he looked back, it was a slender young man with cold brows and eyes, holding a long bamboo pole standing in a place where the street lights were bright.