Li Jianghe had a good sleep after drinking alcohol to help him sleep.

Of course, I still had to drive the car to school the next day.

At the same time, Tang Yan, who woke up, also went to work on time.

The office of the Forerunner Forum and the bookstore are together.

The scale is not too small either.

After all, Pioneer has a great reputation in Yingtian, has opened many branches, and is responsible for online shopping, so its people are quite serious.

Fortunately, with government support, office rents are greatly reduced or reduced, otherwise this would be an expense.

Tang Yan came to his workstation, waited for the computer to turn on, and made himself a cup of coffee.

This is the benefit Qian Hua insisted on after knowing that "our" convenience store downstairs from his office belonged to Li Jianghe: a coffee machine placed in the office.

There were still ten minutes left before the official start of work. Tang Yan stood beside the work station with a cup of coffee and chatted with him.

A colleague mentioned that the boss hadn’t been here for a long time.

Tang Yan asked strangely: "Don't Mr. Qian come here often? He came to inspect the work of the forum the day before yesterday."

Qian Hua's office is located directly at the main store of Pioneer Bookstore, not here.

"Hey, Mr. Qian is not the big boss," an old employee introduced: "You are new here. I don't know, but our boss is someone else. And it was Mr. Li's idea that you be in charge of that forum."

"Yes, Mr. Li is really young. He has a lot of money at a young age, and he looks good." An aunt next to him smiled and said, "If my daughter can find such a son-in-law, oh well."

"You think it's beautiful," an uncle in charge of the online shopping platform next to him took off his coat and joked: "Only if the child looks like her father will she have a chance."

"Tch, no one wants your kind of offer." The aunt turned around and said, "The time is short, and I am thin and small."

Office aunts are often more "evil" than uncles

"Stop joking, get ready to work." A supervisor came over and clapped his hands, "It's the end of the year soon, and the tasks are heavy. After you've been busy for a while, take a good rest."

"I've been busy for a while," the aunt said with emotion, and sat down to work.

Tang Yan also sat down and did what he was supposed to do, but he only knew Mr. Li and didn't know what Mr. Li's name was.

The popularity of the forum now attached to the Pioneer Book Selling Network has begun to rise.

In addition to managing the administrator account, Tang Yan also has several small accounts, asking and answering questions, and the Crazy Water Forum.

For example, a trumpet posted a post: Who is the greatest writer in the past thirty years?

Then another account posted a photo of Wang Shuo with the text: I think it’s Lao Wang Shuo, because...

Another trumpet replied: "Definitely not. How many times is he just playing? I think..."

That’s the sentence: Are all my accounts in this bar? If you don’t believe me, I’ll reply to you with another account.

Although there is no technical content in this, the effect is still good and it stimulates discussion among real readers.

Then Tang Yan can exit this post and start the next repeated operation.

This job is quite boring, but Tang Yan enjoys it.

He has accumulated a lot of topics over the years, and he just dumps them all out. He is not afraid that no one will read them, because he is the administrator and can set highlights and pins.

He had quite a bit of fun playing it.

And if you pay more, the results will increase? There are bonuses according to the company's articles of association. Where can I find such a good thing?

Thinking of this, Tang Yan suddenly felt grateful to Mr. Li, whom he had never met before.

Without him? Then I wouldn’t have such a comfortable job.

In class? Li Jianghe suddenly felt goosebumps rising on his skin? He couldn't help but tremble.

This trembling rope successfully attracted the attention of the teacher, and he was asked to answer questions again.

Li Jianghe, who was as steady as an old dog, answered the question correctly? He once again accumulated a few points.

Questioning in class is a double-edged sword. For students who study well, it is just a tool to improve their scores.

Especially on the eve of the guaranteed postgraduate study quota being determined? Several people with similar rankings are scrambling to raise their hands to fight, which is quite scary.

After class, Li Jianghe remembered Chai Yibin saying that he was weak. After much thought, he decided to go back to the dormitory to change into sports clothes and go play ball on the court.

At this time, Yao Ziyue passed by the stadium.

"Come and play for a while?" Li Jianghe greeted Yao Ziyue while making contact with shooting.

"Come on, I don't want to be played with by you for a while." Yao Ziyue raised his middle finger and left carrying his crossbody bag.

"It's boring." Li Jianghe shook his head, pitched for a while to warm up, and went to find a field to play the game.

Yao Ziyue went back to his dormitory and changed his clothes, feeling sad.

Li Jianghe suppressed everything and refused to say anything. Even his own father was so optimistic about him.

Alas, heaven is unfair.

He changed his clothes and sneaked out of school. It was already quite late, so he simply drove to a nightclub to stay by himself for a while.

Unexpectedly, I met Yao Zishuo here.

Since Yao Zishuo invited the whole audience last time, his body and head have been hurting for several days.

After throwing hundreds of thousands of dollars into the money in 2001, Yao Zishuo felt like his heart was bleeding. He had no choice but to ask his father for money again, and then he hung up the phone after being criticized.

He vaguely felt that he seemed to have been tricked by Li Jianghe and the person with Li Jianghe.

But he lost his mind and could no longer remember some things.

Bars have become his sad place these days, so he decided to go to a nightclub instead.

There are differences between bars and nightclubs.

He didn't expect to meet Yao Ziyue again, but when he met Yao Ziyue, he knew that he wouldn't be able to have all the fun. If it went too far, Yao Ziyue would definitely tell Yao Xingzhen.

"Brother Yue," Yao Zishuo forced out a smile.

"Oh," Yao Ziyue said lazily and found a place to sit down.

At this time, Yao Zishuo suddenly remembered that Li Jianghe was following Yao Ziyue in the bar in Pingjing, and asked: "Brother Yue, do you still remember that time in Pingjing? Just a few days after I got married, there was a young man with you.

together."

"Ouch," a sales girl next to her said exaggeratedly, covering her heart: "It turns out that Brother Yao is married and I'm heartbroken."

Sales and sales are different. Some are just "atmosphere groups", some are normal sales, and some can be redeemed.

But once you enter this circle, because the money comes in so quickly and you stay there for a long time, it is quite rare to find an atmosphere group that can stick to the bottom line.

"Tsk", Yao Ziyue glanced at Yao Zishuo with disdain.

Yao Zishuo is not embarrassed, he is used to it anyway, "He is quite tall, not fat, and has a bit of elegance."

"Oh, you mean Li Jianghe," Yao Ziyue remembered, "Why, why are you asking him?"

"Nothing, I see he is following you, is he your younger brother?" Yao Zishuo asked a brainless question.

I have to admit that among the rich second generation, there are some good people and some scum, and because of the catalyst of money, both the upper and lower lines are very high. The high ones are like the Little Superman in Hong Kong City, and the white wolves with empty gloves are very good at playing. The low ones are

, then there’s nothing to say, it’s hard to give an example.

"Is he my little brother?" Yao Ziyue pondered this mentally retarded question silently in his mind, looking at Yao Zishuo with caring eyes, he thought to himself: "It's more like I am the master of suffering."

But Yao Ziyue replied: "Yes, but it's a shame."

"Oh", Yao Zishuo seemed to have some understanding and nodded.

Yao Ziyue once again cast a caring look on the mentally retarded person.

"Brother Yue, you have fun, I'm going over there." After Yao Zishuo finished speaking, he greased the soles of his feet.

The sisters also followed him away, and they saw some clues and wanted to stay, but Yao Ziyue waved his hand and drove them away.
Chapter completed!