Dressed until the male god was young

"Mr. Lu, this is an invitation letter from Chairman Zhou of Feiyue Group." The capable and intellectual secretary walked in and handed a beautiful card to Lu Ning behind the desk.

"Okay." Lu Ning took the card and smiled politely at the person, "If you have nothing to do, get off work early."

"Well, Mr. Lu, you also get off work early to rest."

When the secretary went out, Lu Ning took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and carefully opened the invitation card in his hand with a sense of piety.

Dear Mr. Lu Ning:

Mr. Zhou Jiayu's annual personal charity reception will be held at Feiyue Villa this Saturday (October 10th) at 4:[-] p.m.

——Zhou Jiayu Charity Foundation

This invitation letter symbolized that he was finally able to step into Zhou Jiayu's social circle, and stand in front of him dignifiedly to have a drink and talk with him.

Zhou Jiayu, the founder and helm of Feiyue Group, a technology giant with a market value of [-] billion yuan, has been shortlisted in the top three of the rich list for ten consecutive years. He is the idol and goal of Lu Ning, a young entrepreneurial dog.

Also his former sponsor.

Ten years ago, if Zhou Jiayu hadn't set up a bursary to help poor students in his middle school, Lu Ning, whose parents died when he was young, would not have had the opportunity to come to the imperial capital to go to university. Through the knowledge he learned in the university, With the good partners I met, I successfully started a business, from a poor student with nothing to become the president of a unicorn company that successfully obtained the second round of financing.

He closed the invitation card, and his eyes fell on the photo on the desk, which showed a shy teenager and a middle-aged man with a gentle smile.

This is a photo taken ten years ago when Zhou Jiayu came to the school to donate bursaries and Lu Ning, a poor student who was sponsored.

Zhou Jiayu in the photo is handsome and elegant, with a young face, but with a mature and stable temperament, he can be seen as a middle-aged man at a glance.And the 16-year-old Lu Ning next to him is a thin and thin boy.

It was also the thin and thin Lu Ning back then, after taking a photo with Zhou Jiayu, secretly made up his mind to set the other party as his goal.

Since then, I have been following in the footsteps of idols and working hard.

Until today, it has been ten years.

Lu Ning let out a long sigh of relief, and showed a happy smile to himself. He turned his eyes away from the photo, clicked on the computer webpage, and entered Zhou Jiayu's name. What popped up in the front row was his latest video interview .

Although Zhou Jiayu is well-known, he is very low-key.Lu Ning hasn't seen him in person since that sponsorship, and all the reports about him are mostly manuscripts collected by media reporters, and the number of actual interviews is very few.

But it was also these few interviews that allowed the public to see Zhou Jiayu's gentleness, elegance and demeanor.

Lu Ning clicked on the interview video. Zhou Jiayu, who is nearly fifty years old, is wearing a well-tailored black suit. Compared with the young man in the photo on the table, ten years have completely turned him into a man with white sideburns. Middle-aged people also have wrinkles at the corners of their eyes that symbolize the years.

But his figure is still slim, and his temperament is still outstanding.He speaks and behaves like a successful person, but he is gentle and humble. No matter how you look at it, he is completely different from ordinary people.

Lu Ning thought more than once, if Zhou Jiayu was 30 or [-] years younger, and he could witness the struggle of such a big man with his own eyes, or even become friends with him, how interesting it would be.

This is probably also regarded as the king was born and I was not born, and I am old when I was born.

Thinking of this, he shook his head amusedly, retracted his thoughts, and began to watch the video on the computer seriously.

The topic of this interview video is Zhou Jiayu's views on the internal and external challenges facing the domestic technology industry.

Lu Ning is also in the technology industry, so he listened very carefully, and even took out a pen to take notes modestly and seriously.

He has been particularly busy with work recently, and only sleeps four or five hours a day. It is rare to relax at the moment. When he started to listen to the second time from the beginning, the breeze from the window blows in, and he gradually feels drowsy.

Then, during the playback of the video, he lay down on his desk and fell asleep unconsciously.

Lu Ning was awakened by the smell of food, the homely smell of fireworks that he had not seen for a long time in his life, as if in his previous life.

He slowly opened his eyes and sat up straight, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he was suddenly stunned.

The original large mahogany desk has become an outdated yellow lacquered wood desk.There is a pile of middle school textbooks and test papers on the table.In front of the table is a simple window in the style of the last world.

Lu Ning opened his eyes wide and turned his head in disbelief. His originally spacious modern office had turned into a small cramped room of more than ten square meters.The room has a concrete floor, a cloth sofa, a yellow lacquered wood TV cabinet, a small black and white TV on the TV cabinet, and a single bed separated by a curtain inside the room.

And at the end of the bed, there is a wooden door, from which the smell of vegetables came from just now, accompanied by spatulas and low human voices at this moment.

In the great shock, Lu Ning turned his eyes to the slightly yellowed wall behind the sofa, where there was a wall calendar hanging on a page, and the date was impressively - October 1992, 10.

Just when Lu Ning was about to jump up in fright, a mass of strange memories that did not belong to him suddenly flooded into his mind.

In 1992, Yunjiang City, Yunjiang Machinery Factory, Tongzi Building...

As if thinking of something, he slowly stood up and looked at the round plastic-rimmed mirror hanging on the window.

In the mirror was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

He looks six to seven points similar to himself, but he is clearly another person.

Lu Ning blinked in disbelief, and then opened it again. In the mirror, there was still a fair and youthful young face.

Did he time travel? !

That's right, he has time-traveled!

The memory in his mind told him that he was dressed as a boy with the same name and surname in the early 90s.

This Lu Ning is just 17 years old this year.

At this time, the place I was in was the dormitory building for the workers of a state-owned factory called Yunjiang Machinery Factory in Yunjiang City in 1992.

This humble one-bedroom apartment on the second floor of the tube building is his current home.

Lu Ning has lived for more than [-] years, and he has experienced many ups and downs in his life. It is one of his great strengths not to panic when things happen, so after a short period of panic, he quickly calmed down.

He has never believed in strange powers and gods, but now that he has encountered them, he has no choice but to refer to the reasons for the time-traveling incident in the film and television drama.

He has nothing to do with this young man, Lu Ning, neither relative nor cause, and he is not even from Yunjiang City, so how could he wear it on this person for no reason?

At this time, there was a loud noise of fighting and shouting from downstairs outside the window.

Outside his window is the public corridor and balcony of Tongzilou. The room is on the second floor, and from the open window, you can see the downstairs.

At this moment, on the concrete floor downstairs, four or five teenagers dressed as 90s bastards were huddling together.

To be exact, three men beat two.

Among them, the fiercest one, wearing denim clothes and sporting the most popular Aaron Kwok haircut, grabbed a boy and cursed and kicked him. The guy who was beaten looked helpless, but he was obviously unwilling, holding his head Guiwailinglanghou yelled: "Zhou Jiayu! Who are you! Why do you care about me!"

The fierce young man said viciously: "With my fist, if you fucking let me hear you stealing again, I will chop off your hand!"

After that, he grabbed the wailing boy and punched him twice again.

The boy was obviously beaten by the opponent's fist very quickly, hugged his head and crouched on the ground, crying and confessing: "Brother Yu, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore, stop beating me!"

Zhou Jiayu! ! !

Lu Ning opened his eyes wide and looked at the fierce young man in denim with a mouth full of fragrance.

No, no, no?

Could this guy be the idol Zhou Jiayu who had been fighting for ten years and was supposed to meet right away?

He recalled Zhou Jiayu's resume. The other party was indeed from Yunjiang City. He also said in the interview that he lived in a state-owned factory when he was a child. Before the state-owned factory went bankrupt, he was a child of a big factory.

In Lu Ning's astonishment, the scuffle downstairs had ceased at some point, and a few teenagers scattered like birds and beasts, leaving only the sunset, quietly shining on the empty concrete floor.

A moment later, a boy in denim walked slowly past Lu Ning's window.

Lu Ning, who was still in a daze, couldn't help following the figure with his eyes.

Probably aware of his fiery gaze, the boy with a cigarette in his mouth stopped, took a few steps back, and leaned casually on his window sill, lowering his head to face the fair and handsome face inside the window, showing a full of ruffian With a smile: "Little friend, what are you looking at? Did you see how handsome your brother was just now?"

Lu Ning: "..."

The outline, the eyebrows, although he was 30 or [-] years younger, he could still recognize at a glance that this ruffian boy was none other than Zhou Jiayu, the legendary rich man decades later.

When the Zhou family saw him with his eyes wide open, he was dumbfounded and didn't say a word, took off the cigarette from his lips, held it between his fingers, turned around and bent down, tilted his head to face him in the window, curved his lips and raised his eyebrows into a smile , said: "By the way, you have been here with Aunt Song for more than a month, and you still don't know your name? What is your name Lu?"

Lu Ning's mind is still in confusion, but his mouth has already answered autonomously: "Lu... Lu Ning."

"Lu Ning?" Zhou Jiayu nodded and said with a smile, "It's a good name. My name is Zhou Jiayu. Aunt Fang and Song should have mentioned me to you. I live next door to yours."

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman's voice came from the back room: "Jiayu is back? Have you eaten yet? Come in and eat together!"

Zhou Jiayu didn't wait for Lu Ning's response. Hearing this voice, he straightened up, smiled and replied loudly: "Thank you, Aunt Song, I've already eaten."

"Let's eat some after eating, I made braised pork."

"No need, I have something to go out right now, so take your time."

"That's fine."

Zhou Jiayu put the cigarette between his fingers back into his mouth, squinted at the young man at the table in the window, smiled lowly, and walked away carelessly.

Lu Ning watched his figure leave, only to realize later that ten thousand grass and mud horses were galloping past in his heart.

He probably knew the reason for his time travel, nine times out of ten it was because he lamented that the king who met Zhou Jiayu was born and I was not born.

Unexpectedly, the God of Time Traveling actually fulfilled his wish and sent him to the 90s where Zhou Jiayu was when he was young.

I can thank you eighteen generations of ancestors! !

I have struggled for ten years, and my biggest wish is to stand in front of my idol Zhou Jiayu one day.

The great god of time travel made his wish come true ahead of time.

It's just that I thought of Zhou Jiayu, a middle-aged successful man who was gentle and refined in the video interview before time travel.

Then think of the fierce, violent and fragrant 90s ruffian boy just now.

Is this really the same person? !

Lu Ning just wanted to burst into tears: Where is my big, gentle and refined idol?

The author has something to say:

Shuangwen, in the 90s, was both base and money.