The husband of a financial tycoon

In the largest hot pot restaurant in the island city, the white walls are painted with the moonlight of the lotus pond, and a poem is written on one side. The tables and chairs are made of yellow-brown elm wood. Shen Xiuzhu followed Zhuang Xing to the second floor.

On the outside of the second floor are retro wooden windows, and there are small fiery red lanterns hanging. In this era that does not pay attention to luxury, this is already considered unique.

Fu Zheng and Shan Jiashu had already sat face to face, Zhuang Xing walked over and rushed Fu Zheng to the opposite side, "Zheng'er, move on."

"From now on, please call me by first and last name. We don't know each other well, so we don't deserve to sit next to you." Fu Zhengbai glanced at his good brother, got up and sat next to Shan Jiashu.

Zhuang Xing asked Shen Xiuzhu to sit by the window, and sat in the aisle by himself. He looked at Fu Zheng and said, "Not familiar? Just right, there is no need to pay dividends every year. When I am familiar, I will call you again."

That's right, the four of them earned tens of millions of assets from the 4 national debt turmoil, and they invested together together. That is to say, Shan Jiashu and Fu Zhengkong have tens of millions of assets, and they have no money in their passbooks, so they have to wait for dividends at the end of each year.

Shen Xiuzhu pursed his lips and laughed, Fu Zheng was the most talkative among the four brothers, so he was very funny, but because he was in the police industry, he was very righteous.

"I...waiter! Order!!" Fu Zheng yelled at the waiter, who came over with the menu in a daze.

Shan Jiashu picked up the teacup and said, "It's boring, Ah Xing will give you a handle as soon as he opens his mouth?"

"I'm too lazy to argue with him. He's so proud of his horseshoe. Who can stop him?" Fu Zheng took the menu and just opened it. Suddenly, he thought of something and handed it to Shen Xiuzhu, "Come on, brother, order..."

Shan Jiashu was curious: "Who will he be happy with?"

Fu Zheng: "That... what Lin Zhenzhu?"

Upon hearing that it was a girl's name, Shen Xiuzhu looked sideways at Zhuang Xing.

Zhuang Xing ordered the menu with his hand, motioned Shen Xiuzhu to look at the menu and not him, and replied, "His name is Lin Xiuzhu."

"Is there something wrong?" Shan Jiashu became even more curious.

Fu Zheng hurriedly answered: "The last time I called, I heard from the old man that it was really destined. You said, if you go to a university in the United States, you can still meet by chance when you return to Shanghai..."

Shen Xiuzhu couldn't help asking: "Brother, is it true?"

Zhuang Xing: "It's just a classmate relationship."

"That's not what Lao Si said. Girls go to your company once a day." After Fu Zheng finished speaking, he thought that his unit was all male, and the brachialis of the good guys was getting bigger and bigger. Take a sip of tea.

Shen Xiuzhu's scalp tightened, and he frowned and said, "Brother, you are not allowed to talk to anyone!"

This seemed to be something that only a son who has not been weaned can say. The three grown men laughed loudly. Zhuang Xing couldn't help rubbing Shen Xiuzhu's head, and nodded with a smile, "Okay, don't talk about it, order food quickly."

It was just perfunctory, Shen Xiuzhu pouted, "You are not allowed to talk until I graduate from high school!!"

"Yes! High school is not over yet, you have to wait until my younger brother finishes college, besides, the brothers are all single, how about you?" Fu Zheng stopped laughing and agreed.

Shan Jiashu is a qualified doctor, and he has been watching his brothers tease calmly, with the corner of his mouth curled up.

Zhuang Xing explained helplessly: "Brother doesn't like her type, so don't talk about it, don't worry?"

"Then what type do you like?" Shan Jiashu asked first.

Zhuang Xing thought with a smile, he likes beautiful people, he is full of himself, and relies on himself, people who need him, just as he was about to answer, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, isn't this Shen Xiuzhu?

Zhuang Xing subconsciously glanced at Shen Xiuzhu, and Shen Xiuzhu also stared at him curiously, wanting to hear the answer, Zhuang Xing changed the subject: "Waiter, order."

The waiter came over immediately, and the four of them didn't continue the topic. They watched and placed orders.

This hot pot meal, Shen Xiuzhu ate happily, was served by his brother, and his brother promised not to talk about his partner, how can he not be beautiful?

It can be said that except for Zhuang Xing, the remaining three people all have a big appetite and eat big pieces.Zhuang Xing kept thinking about Shen Xiuzhu beside him, why would he want to find someone like Xiao Zi Er, Xiao Xiao Er is Brother Tiantian, and Brother calls him, what is he thinking?

Besides, Zhuang Xing asked himself, is there really such a thing as a child?Just thinking about it this way, Zhuang Xing couldn't bear it anymore, and he rejected people other than children from sticking to him from the bottom of his heart.

This is a terrible phenomenon, Zhuang Xing exhaled, and then looked at Shen Xiuzhu beside him, the child's mouth was red from eating, and his face was also glowing red from the heat, Zhuang Xing couldn't help but focus on the child's On the lips, the flesh is greasy...

When his brother reached out to his face, Shen Xiuzhu shrank his head subconsciously, and he looked at his brother suspiciously.

Only then did Zhuang Xing come to his senses, he turned his hand, passed Shen Xiuzhu, and went to get the roll of paper placed by the window.

Only then did Shen Xiuzhu look into the pot again, and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up food. The food he wanted was gone, and Shen Xiuzhu subconsciously said to his brother coquettishly: "Brother, I still want to eat crispy meat..."

Zhuang Xing was called "brother" by the soft child, he didn't dare to look at Shen Xiuzhu again, for fear that he would make another strange move, he turned his head and called the waiter for more food.

After a few people sat down, it was time to talk about serious business. Basically, Zhuang Xing was talking about the projects the company had invested in and the investment plan to be implemented this year, while the other two investors listened quietly.

Shen Xiuzhu ate the small crispy meat contentedly. The crispy meat made by this hot pot restaurant is very delicious. It is crispy and refreshing, fat but not greasy. There is also a layer of chili noodles sprinkled on the outside of the crispy meat. After being scalded in a hot pot, the meat is crispy but not rotten, and it is even more delicious.

The brothers had a great time chatting. After eating a hot pot meal for 3 hours, after leaving the hot pot restaurant, Fu Zheng also proposed to go to a disco, with colorful lights flashing, deafening dance music, and a glass of "forgetfulness water" in each hand. Disco is a must-go place for contemporary youth to relax.

Shen Xiuzhu is still underage, and Zhuang Xing has no interest in the scene of the mob messing around, so the two parted ways. Zhuang Xing sent Shen Xiuzhu back first, and Shen Xiuzhu sat still and stared at him.

Zhuang Xing squeezed the baby's nipple, and said softly, "Go up, brother, go back and discuss with our dad about building the bridge, and brother will pick you up from school tomorrow."

When Shen Xiuzhu heard that it was business, he nodded, got out of the car obediently, and said goodbye to Zhuang Xing in a mature and sensible way: "Brother, be careful on the road."

Being clingy is really clingy, being sensible is really being sensible, Zhuang Xing smiled and drove back home.

Back home, Shen Xiuzhu saw his grandfather sitting on a rattan chair on the balcony to enjoy the shade, so he leaned over to move a small bench and sat at his feet, "Grandpa, I want another schoolbag."

Zhou Xuejun fanned his grandson with a cattail fan, and asked curiously, "Didn't your brother just buy you a new one during the summer vacation?"

Since Zhuang Xing returned to China, this year Shen Xiuzhu's school supplies, clothes and shoes have all been rounded up by Zhuang Xing, and fruits are wholesaled box by box.

Not only did Zhou Xuejun not be able to spend the money, but he also doubled the money he handed over to Zhuang Xing for financial management. Starting from the figure painting in February, his little grandson also started to make money. Although it was not much, Shen Xiuzhu gave it all to himself every time , Said sweetly that he wanted to raise grandpa.

Shen Xiuzhu replied: "Well... I want one more, give it to me at the same table."

It turned out to be a new friend. Zhou Xuejun is not a strict parent. He did not accuse his grandson of being a prodigal, but asked the reason curiously, "Why did you send it to the same table? Did he ask you for it?"

Shen Xiuzhu shook his head, "The schoolbag he carried is very broken, and his classmates laughed at him..."

"His family is in a fishing village, so he stayed in the house. His roommates bullied him, asked him to clean up the table for the monkey, and even wanted to beat him." Shen Xiuzhu was a little angry when he said that.

The grandpa and grandson sat on the balcony, Shen Xiuzhu complained to his grandpa with a small mouth, letting his grandpa know how hateful the bad students are, and his deskmate is so pitiful.

Zhou Xuejun listened quietly, he enjoyed his grandson chatting with him very much, which shows that Shen Xiuzhu loves to get close to this old man, and he made a move to his grandson, "Then if you rashly give him a schoolbag, will he feel offended?" , a well-intentioned gift might be misunderstood as a charity, you know?"

Shen Xiuzhu said "ah?" Zhou Xuejun relaxed back on the recliner after speaking, and let his grandson understand what he said.

While thinking about it, Shen Xiuzhu unconsciously squeezed his grandfather's leg. As soon as he concentrated, he needed something in his hand. After he developed a habit, he pinched his grandfather's leg to think about things from time to time.

Under the orange light of the balcony, the grandfather and grandson quietly enjoyed the warmth of family affection. There was a moth flapping its wings at the light bulb and followed the light. Zhou Xuejun was a little drowsy. He suddenly understood why his grandson loved people only. painting.

Now he also particularly wants to paint the grandson who squeezed his leg into a work, and use creation to record the love of his loved ones.

The next day, Shen Xiuzhu ate a boiled egg brought by Zhang Wenbin at the same table on the pretext of not eating in the morning.

Zhang Wenbin was overjoyed. Shen Xiuzhu was insulted by Gao Dajie because he was involved, but he didn't stay away from him. He was willing to have ten boiled eggs.

In the long three-year high school career, I didn't have a classmate who could play with me. For a student living in school, it was too lonely.

On the third day, Shen Xiuzhu came to school early, with an extra black backpack in his hand, which was bought by his grandfather yesterday.

He went straight to the door of dormitory 302, and handed the schoolbag to Zhang Wenbin in front of Gao Dajie, "When I entered the school gate, I saw your name on the small blackboard, so I brought it for you."

In this era, it is popular for students to make pen pals. This is a representative way of making friends in the 90s. Letters are sent to the school security gate, and they are written on the small blackboard with chalk. After the letters are taken away, the names are erased by themselves.

Not only letters, but also things sent by students' parents are also written on the small blackboard in this way.

Zhang Wenbin took it with a puzzled expression. The schoolbag was new, but he was sure that it was impossible for his family to buy schoolbags for him, because in their village, they all carried coarse satchels. How could his parents know that carrying satchels would be punished by those in the city? Student joke?

"I'm going to the cafeteria to buy the eggs you gave me yesterday. They are delicious. Do you want to go with me?" Shen Xiuzhu blocked Zhang Wenbin's question.

Zhang Wenbin put the new schoolbag in the cabinet, not knowing that he would not keep it for himself.

After leaving the dormitory building, there was no one around the two of them, so Shen Xiuzhu said: "Why don't you recite it? Yesterday you invited me to eat eggs, and I went back and told my grandpa, and my grandpa bought a schoolbag for you. If I don’t recite it, how can I tell my grandfather?”

"It's just an egg. The schoolbag is too expensive. You can keep it by yourself." Zhang Wenbin added after finishing speaking: "Thank you, Shen Xiuzhu."

"This egg is very important. If I don't eat breakfast, I will suffer from hypoglycemia. If I have hypoglycemia, I will pass out!"

Zhang Wenbin asked honestly: "Is it so serious?"

Shen Xiuzhu nodded affirmatively, "How can I carry two schoolbags by myself, and I don't like black, so you can carry them!"

Zhang Wenbin never thought that he would make a good friend like Shen Xiuzhu with just one egg.

As we got closer to Shen Xiuzhu, fewer and fewer classmates would laugh at him in front of him, and Gao Dajie only cursed and didn't dare to provoke him anymore.

After all, it was rumored among the classmates that Shen Xiuzhu had a background. His background was Li Lanxin, the head teacher of Class 3 (Senior Grade [-]), and Li Lanxin's background was her husband, Zhuang Jianshe, who was often featured in the local newspapers.

In the second half of 95, Shen Xiuzhu spent the first semester of high school with Zhang Wenbin at the same table and Zhou Sheng at the front desk.

Although the specialty class does not pay attention to cultural achievements, it has to take the same exam as other classes every time, but the grades are not included in the grade ranking.

Unexpectedly, Shen Xiuzhu ranked in the middle of the class in the final exam. You must know that he is not good at school, and he was admitted to the special class with the No. 1 cultural score.

Li Lanxin was not surprised. During class, she frequently caught students who wrote letters to or read letters from pen pals. Therefore, Shen Xiuzhu, who was serious about studying, could make such great progress thanks to his classmates.