The Rebirth of 88 Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 1137 Flying Villa, Mercedes-Benz Palace

After some discussion.

Wu Yuan found that not only did he fail to convince them, but he was convinced by them.

Wu Yuan himself had nothing to do.

Jiang Jing, who had been listening in, was quite cautious.

In her position, she has always been very observant.

Wu Yuan himself also reflected on it.

In my impression, many financial investment companies in previous lives indeed decorated their facades with splendor.

On the one hand, because the benefits are huge, it doesn’t hurt to spend them.

On the other hand, it cannot be ruled out that it is a kind of packaging for itself in order to attract more people to join the network and give investors confidence.

And Alpha Investment Company does not need these yet.

After all, policies have not been relaxed yet.

The little capital that Alpha Investment Company has on its books is enough to operate.

Wu Yuan then discussed with Huang Qiya again the funding issues required for domestic projects, and then stood up and left.

When we left Huaihai Financial Building, the sun had already set.

Yan Yue sat in the passenger seat and was responsible for taking Ma Mingchao and Wu Yuan to the train station and then driving back.

The train station in the evening was still as busy as daytime.

Wu Yuan and Ma Mingchao were near the train station. They ate a bowl of noodles casually, rested their stomachs, and hurriedly checked in and boarded the train.

Soft sleeper carriages have more room to spare during non-year and non-holiday times.

As a result, the two of them enjoyed the benefit of booking the entire soft sleeper carriage with just two tickets.

But as soon as Wu Yuan lay down, a face appeared at the door of the box, making Ma Mingchao feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.

Because the other person exudes the same iron-blooded aura as the old soldier next to Yan Ruqing.

Therefore, although Ma Mingchao was extremely vigilant, he did not act excessively.

And the old soldier said in a rich voice: "Boss Wu, our master has invited you."

Wu Yuan sat up and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "Who is your master?"

First, eliminate Sister Yan Ruqing.

Because she always only takes planes, not trains.

The old soldier glanced at Ma Mingchao, then he got about thirty seconds in front of Wu Yuan and said, "Huang!"

With just one word, Wu Yuan relaxed and stood up to follow him.

At this time, the old soldier nodded to Ma Mingchao and said, "You are very good. I heard Lao Niu mention you."

Ma Mingchao was stunned. Lao Niu was the seemingly loyal military man beside Yan Ruqing.

Then he stood up and asked boldly: "May I ask my name?"

The old soldier made way for Wu Yuan and said bluntly: "My surname is Ma."

Good guys, one has the surname of cow, the other has the surname of horse, a pair of cows and horses, they are all here.

Wu Yuan was complaining in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

After all, he really couldn't defeat this person, and he might not even be an enemy of Yihe.

I followed the man surnamed Ma all the way towards the front of the car, with Ma Mingchao following not far behind.

After passing two or three soft sleeper carriages in a row, there was finally a door blocking the way.

Not only that, there were two people standing in front of the door.

A similarly energetic young man.

That look reminded Wu Yuan of the movie made by Jet Li and Liti Chung.

Following Brother Ma's look, the two energetic young men immediately pushed the door open, revealing Huang Sanben, who was smoking with his legs crossed.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yuan was not too surprised.

As a true playboy, Wu Yuan would not make a fuss even if Mr. Huang showed up hugging him. "Hey, it turns out to be Mr. Huang. I didn't expect that we are the same people!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Sanben also put down his legs, bowed slightly, stretched out his hand and said: "Comrade? Which way?"

When asked this question, Wu Yuan was speechless for a while.

If it hadn't been for this joke, Wu Yuan would have suspected that the other party was racing.

"Of course it's the way back to BJ and the way to take the same train at the same time."

Huang Sanben understood, so he let go of Wu Yuan's hand, pointed to the sofa next to him and said, "Sit down."

While Wu Yuan sat down, he took a look at this special carriage.

It is different from the small soft sleeper carriage.

This place is really made out of an entire train car.

A multi-functional special carriage that integrates guest, office and accommodation.

It looks unremarkable.

But if you consider that this is a palace running on railway tracks, the sense of superiority suddenly comes over.

Just like many villas in later generations that moved their bedrooms onto airplanes and claimed to be flying in the air.

This is undoubtedly the palace on Mercedes-Benz.

With the sound of splashing in his ears, Wu Yuan looked back and saw Huang Sanben holding a teapot and pouring tea while advising the tea master: "Try this, golden leaves. Every tea leaf is as precious as gold."

Wu Yuan said seriously: "Then you must try it."

This serious look immediately aroused Huang Sanben's curiosity.

But after Wu Yuan finished drinking, he immediately threw the tea cup away and said with a bit of self-deprecation: "Hey, I'm just a rough person. I can't drink gold leaves or silver leaves. I can't drink them at all."

Huang Sanben burst out laughing.

This answer was unexpected and reasonable for him.

In vain, the two of them fell in love, and they also felt that Wu Yuan was not pretending and had a true nature.

The laughter stopped, and Huang Sanben pushed the red panda he had slapped over.

Wu Yuan unceremoniously smoked one and lit it for himself.

Then I waited patiently for Huang Sanben's next chapter.

When the two of them started puffing away, Huang Sanben said, "How's it going, Boss Wu? Your life in Shanghai has been pretty good recently, right?"

Wu Yuan shook his head: "It's like running around and working hard everywhere."

Huang Sanben was surprised: "How could it be? Recently, you have been in the limelight in Shanghai's financial circle, and there are legends about you everywhere. Even I have heard a lot."

"Legend?" Wu Yuan said disdainfully: "Rumor? Or should I say it is a rumor!"

Huang Sanben smiled again.

Compared with the serious legends, rumors and rumor versions, they do sound more interesting.

He has also heard several versions.

But in this case, the entry point he carefully selected would not be useful.

The conversation changed and he cut in a little stiffly: "Actually, I think you can guess a little bit when I come to Shanghai this time."

"That's right, I just made some pocket money with Princess Yan, so I just happened to come over to hand it over."

"Of course, in name, I am borrowing Princess Yan's help. In fact, I also know that you have contributed a lot."

"I am a person who deserves rewards if I have merit."

While talking, Huang Sanben took out a gorgeous and simple box and pushed it over and said: "It's a small thank you, Boss Wu."

Wu Yuan smiled slightly, pushed back without looking, "Young Master Huang, this is inappropriate."

"You also said that you are borrowing from Sister Yan, so of course you have to thank Sister Yan herself."

"If you have already thanked me, then I will accept another gift. This is one of the inappropriate things."

"If you don't say thank you, it means there is no need to say thank you between you and Sister Yan. Then it is even more inappropriate for me to accept an extra gift from you. This is the second inappropriateness."

(End of this chapter)