Rebirth of the Wild Age

In his previous life, Song Weiyang played an online game for the first time to negotiate business with customers.

The other party is a 40-year-old local boss with a net worth of more than 100 million yuan. He has been playing "Legend" in Internet cafes for a long time. This guy spent more than 200,000 yuan to buy a paralysis ring, which was enough to buy a house in the capital back then, and sighed that he hadn't bought the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Song Weiyang's company qualifications were too poor to receive orders through normal channels, so he tried every possible means to inquire about the other party's private information. Then, he spent more than 10,000 yuan to buy the fighter number, and spent half a month in the Internet cafe, and successfully broke into the other party's guild and became the younger brother of the native boss.

Millions of orders are dealt with.

As for "League of Legends" and "King of Glory", the younger cousin played with Song Weiyang. The cousin who went all the way to the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China, mentioned in the previous chapter, do you remember?

In "League of Legends", Song Weiyang Wannian Galen.

In "Glory of the King", Song Weiyang Wannian Arthur.

Stubborn bronze, prefer grass, never give up!

Demacia!

Li Yalun turned his head and asked Lin Zhuoyun, "Is it an allusion to squat in the grass and chat? My Chinese is not good, and I don't understand well."

Lin Zhuoyun couldn't understand either, so Song Weiyang gave a look at it for nothing, "Speak well!"

Song Weiyang grinned and said, "Gank, you drop, understand?"

"Flirting?" Li Yalun asked.

"Forget it, you don't understand." Song Weiyang felt so boring. He planned to Gank others, but others understood Gank as flirting.

Lao Tzu is not Ji!

This Li Yalun must be the husband of the aunt's last life. I heard that I like player violence, but I can't tell it, but in terms of appearance, it's closer to a little white face.

Song Weiyang continued to pick up the fried rice on the plate: "Mr. Lin, where is your friend?"

Lin Zhuoyun said: "He is the special advisor of Citibank China."

"Disrespect, disrespect," Song Weiyang admired, "Unexpectedly, Mr. Li is so young, he is so popular in Citibank, it can only be described as a young talent."

"I graduated from Stanford Business School." Li Yalun didn't seem to know what humility is. Not only did he accept Song Weiyang's praise, he also emphasized his school of graduation.

But people do have proud capital. Citibank fell into a crisis in the late 1980s, but it quickly recovered and developed into the largest bank in the United States two years ago.

As for Li Yalun's special adviser for China, it is estimated that the water is a bit high.

Last year, Citibank moved its China headquarters from Gangcheng to Shenghai, but that was all. It didn't even have a branch on the mainland, and only one office was set up in Shenghai. Li Yalun can become a special adviser, but his academic qualifications are second, mainly because of his Chinese identity, which is mostly used to run errands to deal with the Shenghai local government.

Song Weiyang continued to inquire into the details: "Mr. Li used to work at Citibank in Hong Kong City?"

"No, at the New York headquarters." Li Yalun said.

"Twisting, I know, it's broadcast in Chinese TV series," Song Weiyang said. "You people are very rich, aren't they?"

Li Yalun laughed playfully: "Little brother, are you deliberately pretending to be foolish and teasing me?"

"Where, I admire the United States, and I admire the Americans. Isn't this asking you about the situation? Maybe one day I will pass." Song Weiyang smiled.

Li Yalun really believed it. He came to China for more than a year and met countless such Chinese people. As long as he reveals his identity as a Chinese-American, the attitude of those Chinese people will immediately take a 180-degree turn, wishing to treat him as an ancestor.

With a sense of infinite superiority, Li Yalun said: "Now that China’s economy is getting better and better, I think Chinese people should have confidence. I have discussed this with Ms. Lin. We can’t be used to blindly please Americans. practice."

Lin Zhuoyun nodded and said, "Yes, many Chinese people have lost their basic self-esteem when facing foreigners."

Li Yalun added: "Although I was born in the United States, my roots are in China. I love traditional Chinese culture very much. When I was 6 years old, my grandfather taught me to recite ancient Chinese poems."

Lin Zhuoyun agrees: "Mr. Li's brush calligraphy is very good, and he has done hard work at first glance."

It seems that there are still a few brushes, and IQ is online.

Such a successful, handsome Chinese American who understands both poetry and calligraphy, it is no wonder that Lin Zhuoyun was able to elope to the United States in his previous life.

As a veteran Bronze Galen player, Song Weiyang believes that the essence of playing Galen lies in squatting, not recklessness.

So, let’s not Gank for the time being today, there will be opportunities in the future to seize the loopholes in this product and kill it with one blow!

After finishing the fried rice on the plate, Song Weiyang called Yang Xiao over again, and the four of them chatted together, and the topic was quickly brought to the field of science fiction.

Then Yang Xiao was also confused by Li Yalun, thinking that this international friend was very polite and knowledgeable, but he didn't know how to be modest. This is understandable. Americans have different cultures.

I don't know when, the blue sand duo also came to the bar, and each ordered a glass of wine.

Huang Bo smiled and raised his glass and said, "Mr. Song, thank you for joining us!"

Song Weiyang said, "The taste of this dialect, dude, is from Shandong province, right?"

"Our group is from Lantau Island," Huang Bo sat on a high stool. "Running all over China, I was in Huadu a while ago. This time I came to Shenghai. Selling and singing is not to make money, but to experience life and travel around by the way. "

Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said, "You guys live so smartly."

"It's not as good as you think. After singing this time, I have to look for a job honestly," Huang Bo pointed to Hang Hang beside him, "My buddy, he skipped class. He is the master of art school. Fix the costume design."

Although Hangzhou Airlines is not very well-known, it is also a weird thing.

When I was studying fashion design, I followed Huang Bo to sing all over the country and graduated successfully. After studying fashion design, he immediately went to the School of Modern Music, then went to Beijing Film School to learn performance, then went to South Korea for further studies, after returning to China, he applied for a training class at Communication University, and finally went to Peking University as a graduate student. Cultural industry management.

"You sang "A Thousand Paper Cranes", right?" Hang Hang asked Lin Zhuoyun.

"Well, it's me." Lin Zhuoyun nodded and said.

Huang Bo and his few people play music. Last year, "A Thousand Paper Cranes" was so popular, they must have recognized Song Weiyang and Lin Zhuoyun. He smiled and said, "Your MV was well shot, which record company was you signed with?"

Song Weiyang said, "I paid for it."

"You bull!" Huang Bo gave a thumbs up, "If I had money~www.readwn.com~ I would also release an album for fun."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "You have a chance."

Huang Bo ridiculed himself and shook his head: "We can't. We went to Beijing, Huadu, and Shenghai again. We just wanted to find a record company to sign. As a result, people didn't like us, and they didn't even give us a chance to audition. I'd better go home and teach people breakdancing."

"Come slowly, don't worry, you are born to be an idol star." Song Weiyang pursed his lips and smiled.

Huang Bo shook his bangs: "What's the use of being handsome? You have to be lucky to be a star. Forget it, stop talking, I will sing in this bar for a week, and I will invite you to drink next time."

Several singers put the cups aside, dreaming, and drifting away.

Lin Zhuoyun said: "It's getting late, let's leave too."

Li Yalun quickly said: "I will send you back to school."

Song Weiyang said, "No, I will drop in with Teacher Lin and take a taxi and we will arrive soon."

Li Yalun said: "I have a car."

"The public car, right?" Song Weiyang said thief.

Li Yalun explained: "The car that Citibank gave me is convenient for my work."

Song Weiyang warned with earnest words: "Mr. Li, it's best not to use this bus privately, as it violates professional ethics."

"It's just a car, the bank doesn't care." Li Yalun said.

Song Weiyang said: "Liu Bei has a cloud, don't do something small, don't do something evil, don't do it with evil small things. The words of the ancients are vivid in your ears, and you must prevent the slightest failure. Although the private use of the bus is not a big deal, you can start from such small things. , You can see a person's moral quality..."

"Okay, okay, I don't want to send it." Li Yalun interrupted quickly. He was so annoyed by the babble of this car that he wanted to punch Song Weiyang to death.

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