Reborn to be a richest man in life

Shanghai, Zhabei.

Through the narrow old alley, in a dilapidated small building, there is a attic on the top floor.

Because the space is too narrow, people who are too tall will be unable to stand straight in such places, and the instinctive subconscious will bend slightly.

At this time, two young people, a man and a woman, sat around a small square table with a computer on it and a trendy laptop next to it.

The same web page is displayed on the two computers, and the net name is interesting.

"Do we really want to meet?"

The young woman put down her mouse and poured herself a glass of cold white wine.

"Of course, we promised to meet each other yesterday. If we don't stand up, who will we be?"

The young man skillfully operated the keyboard and mouse.

"I didn't mean to stand people up, but I didn't understand what the other party wanted to see us for? I said so vaguely that I didn't know who the person wanted to see. I was afraid..."

Looking at the dark clouds outside the skylight, the woman had doubts.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. No matter what the other party is aiming at, we have nothing to be afraid of."

They are two poor people. Now they have nothing except this money burning website.

Barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes. In their current situation, they are really fearless.

What's more, the middleman's face is also to be given.

"I hope, as you said, the other party has a crush on our website. It's best to invest us a sum of money, so that our fun network can go online smoothly."

The young woman said that her eyes were shining and that it was her biggest dream to have someone finance their website.

"Better be what we expected."

The young man nodded. When the middleman contacted them, he only gave them an address to meet.

As for anything, I haven't mentioned it, and I don't even know who they met and what they did.

They can only try to think in the best way. At least one thing he can guarantee is that the middleman introduced will not harm them.

With each other's identity and social status, there is no reason to pit them.

"I'm too worried. I'm much more comfortable when you say so."

The young woman smiled and thought of the identity of the introducer. She had more confidence in him than the man in front of her.

"That is, I was never afraid when I was single in the United States. Now there is nothing to be afraid of in China and Shanghai." the young man reached out and stirred his dichotomy: "clean up and go. It's almost time."

"Look, I'm afraid it's going to rain. Take two umbrellas!"

"It's no use carrying an umbrella. I can't support an umbrella when cycling."

"Take it with you. If it rains, walk back. Put your bike over there first and ride it when the rain stops."

"Why don't you take a taxi? Won't cycling look bad?"

"No, it's too wasteful. It's not far from where we meet. It's not cost-effective to take a taxi. In this way, we park our bicycles a little far away. If the other party asks how to get there, they say it's a taxi."

If he hadn't been worried about being exposed, he would have said he went by car. Now he can only say it's a taxi. That's more face than riding a bicycle. Sometimes it's absolutely necessary to pretend.

"That's a good idea. I'll do it soon. Is my dress OK today?"

"You bought it in New York, of course."

The young man shook his suit. Although the weather was very hot, he had to wear this big suit today to show his identity.

No matter who they meet and what they are for, they can't lose in momentum. They must have the temperament of returnees.

"Then go!"

The woman took the man's arm and was ready to leave the narrow and dark attic.

Although they are not lovers, they have a tacit understanding of external intimacy as soul mates for joint entrepreneurship.

"Wait a minute, bring your laptop."

The young man broke away from the woman's hand and went to Xiaofang's desk to carry his laptop. He had a strong hunch that it would be useful to meet later.

After riding for ten minutes, they came to a tree lined street and found an open space to park their bicycles.

The typhoon moved on the ocean surface of the East China Sea, which brought rare coolness to the cool and hot days, so their ten minute cycling was pretty good without sweating.

Continued to walk for two minutes, walked across the street, authentic old Shanghai potstickers.

They have come to this store once. The potstickers taste good. They just don't understand why the other party is here?

Standing at the door, he tidied up his appearance against the glass, helped each other to freshen his clothes, and then shouted to each other to come on. He walked into the potstickers shop with confidence.

Although it is only a small shop, it is not a fly shop. Not only the decoration is new, but also the empty air conditioning is full.

Although they sell breakfast, they are actually open for three meals a day, but business will be better in the morning. This time is not a large-scale dining time, and there are few guests in the store.

Well, I can only say that there are no other guests except a man, a woman and a couple of young people who are eating potstickers.

"Are they?"

"No, it's too young, especially the man. He's a student at all!"

They are about the same age, one is 26 and the other is 27. The young couple eating potstickers may be about their age.

Whether a man is in his early twenties is a problem. It can't be the person they're looking for.

"Didn't you make an appointment for 10:00? It's 10:01 now. Why haven't you arrived yet? It's too untimely." the young woman complained.

They pay great attention to punctuality. They entered at ten o'clock.

"Sit down and wait first?"

The young man reassured that in order to cooperate with their momentum, they deliberately pressed the time to enter the door in order to increase some confidence in their inner emptiness.

As a result, the other party didn't play cards according to the routine, and the momentum was vented.

"Hey, all right!"

"What do you need to eat?"

Just sitting down, the waiter came over and served warmly.

Their purpose is to wait for others, but they are embarrassed to spend nothing and dare to sit hard.

"Let's have a pot sticker!"

"Is it enough for you two?"

"Enough!"

Just after breakfast, where can I eat more potstickers? Moreover, this thing is very oily, and it can't cooperate with drinking milk. It has less foreign flavor. They are more used to and like milk toast.

"OK, one potstickers!"

A typical northerner with a loud voice can be heard in the whole shop.

Fortunately, there was almost no one. Although they were embarrassed, no one paid attention to them.

The only two other guests in the store didn't even lift their heads. They ate their potstickers attentively, especially the young boys. They ate the same as the war.

Full of oil!

"Yibo, do you think we will be stood up?"

There are only six potstickers for one customer. No matter how slow they eat, they can't last long.

"Don't worry, Yang Ying, we'll wait."

From thinking about whether to stand up or not to worrying about the other party's stand up, an unknown meeting facilitated by an intermediary seems to want world peace.

"Hey, I hate people who don't have a sense of time."

The young woman named Yangying said unhappily. It's not very reliable to estimate the investment they wanted before.

"Well, I also hate people who don't have a sense of time."

It is not someone else who speaks, but the young man who has eliminated the potstickers on the plate and can no longer be young.

He wiped the oil from his mouth with a paper towel, stood up and sat down at their table.

"Hello, if I'm not mistaken, it's us you want to see."

The young people are no other than Gao Mu and Wang Feifei.

"Are you?"

Shao Yibo looked at Gao Mu who sat down and was surprised.

The impossible person is the one they want to see.

How is that possible?

"My name is Gao Mu and her name is Wang Feifei. We asked two people to meet here."

Gao Mu smiled and stretched out his hand. He chose to meet here purely because he wanted to eat the potstickers here and aftertaste the old taste of memory.

"Hello, I'm Shao Yibo. She's Tan Yangying."

This is the real embarrassment. When people make complaints about their homes, they are not punctual.

If the opposite side is really not punctual, it's OK, but someone else has already come, but because their supervisor judges that the other side's youth is too light, he automatically blocks them out.

At this time, both Shao Yibo and Tan Yangying were reviewing themselves, but they didn't think about why Gao Mu didn't say hello to them at the first time.

Gao Mu didn't come out for the first time. First, he was concentrating on his potstickers at that time. Second, he didn't know them.

Like Shao Yibo, he also knows his full name. He only knows half of Tan Yangying's name. Now he knows that there is a foreign word in the middle.

"Hello, how about the potstickers here? Do you need another one?"

Gao Mu is a person who eats three customers in a row. He is not very satisfied with the amount of one customer for both of them.

"No, No."

Shao Yibo waved his hands hard. They didn't come to eat potstickers.

"Well, let's get down to business!"

Wang Feifei is about the same age as them. Her speech will make the atmosphere more comfortable. Gao Mu looks too young. When talking to their peers when she is still a stranger, she always feels a little old-fashioned.

Gao Mu spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders: "let's start? Do you say it or do I say it?"

"Gao, Mr. Gao, I'm sorry. Before I say, I want to ask, what is your relationship with Professor Liu?"

Shao Yibo and Tan Yangying are very concerned about this issue.

"Professor Liu? Which Professor Liu?"

Gao Mu doesn't know who they're talking about.

"Professor Liu of Jiaotong University?"

Find their middleman, Professor Liu, Tan Yangying's teacher at Jiaotong University.

If it weren't for his face, they wouldn't come to meet rashly and be full of wonderful assumptions without knowing anything.