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Jiangcheng entered the night.

Calm was restored in front of the Normal University campus, as if nothing had happened before.

Yuanyuan and Fan Xiaoou finally dialed Ye Mozhu's phone.

So the few people converged, and the dating plan of the newlyweds in Zhang Xiaojian's imagination was completely disrupted, and Luo Tengfei was simply dragged to eat together.

Zhang Xiaojian originally chose a western restaurant, and even hired a violinist.

But I don't want to go anymore, because there is Luo Tengfei, a broken mouth, sitting in the western restaurant is probably suffocating him. It's not too much trouble, so I chose a food stall.

After sitting down, Zhang Xiaojian called Bai Yang and Zheng Jiakai again. After all, there are so many people, they are not bad anymore.

Bai Yang and Xu Lele arrived 15 minutes later, but Zheng Jiakai couldn't come to drink because of his duty.

All kinds of spicy stir-fried seafood were quickly put on the table, and the skewers and beer were piled up on the dinner plate. Everyone raised their wine glasses and shouted "Cheers" and took a big gulp.

This is the case for young people’s wine bureaus, which are inexplicable.

At the wine table, Zhang Xiaojian looked at Yuanyuan, who had returned to school from the countryside, and said: "You really did not work less when you came home. You have got two shades of color."

Yuanyuan was not angry, she grinned and bared her white teeth and said, "This is a healthy complexion."

Then she looked at Ye Mozhu, then at Fan Xiaoou, and finally froze on Xu Lele's face, frowning: "You are all so white."

The three women echoed, speaking of skin care experience of course, even Fan Xiaoou and Xu Lele even took out cosmetics from their bags to try on Yuanyuan, the atmosphere was harmonious, and they laughed together.

Several old men are also very lively, after all, Luo Tengfei is here.

He talked about what he had done recently. It was an excitement, but when he mentioned the girl who scratched him after the platter concert, he sighed: "Hey, no money, I am a college student. "

Zhang Xiaojian curiously asked, "What? You two really have a story afterwards?"

Luo Tengfei nodded: "Isn't that right? The key is you, Brother Xiaojian."

Zhang Xiaojian raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with me?"

Bai Yang echoed: "Yes, what happened to him?"

Ye Mozhu looked at Zhang Xiaojian, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Luo Tengfei: "Hurry up."

Luo Tengfei took a sip of draft beer and let out a harp like drinking white wine: "Didn't you bring many stars to see me in the hospital that day?"

"Yes..."

"So the girl was a little misunderstood, thinking I was a child of a rich family, I can still talk nonsense, can always make her laugh, so I really stay together for a few days."

"Why just a few days?"

Luo Tengfei felt the bitterness of the draft beer swallowing into his stomach, "because she later found out that I couldn't even afford a meal...so just..."

"What's the matter?"

"It was divided. Who didn't have two spare tires these years, so I immediately found another one."

Zhang Xiaojian patted Luo Tengfei's shoulder and smiled: "That's because she has no eyesight. You, a person like you who can talk about things, will be able to eat wherever you go after graduation.

It was said by rushing to comfort Luo Tengfei, who knows that this guy doesn't care at all, and he also used his mobile phone Moments.

Then he was surprised and said: "Look, look!"

While holding the phone, I showed it to Bai Yang and Gao Qingsong.

The two frowned at first sight, because the girl in the Jiugongge photo in this circle of friends was completely the same as the girl who had met in the hospital before.

There is no doubt that it is another PS Dafa meal. The legs are eight meters long, the small face looks perfect, and that...

Anyway, this is a very common circle of friends. The last two photos of Jiugongge also showed off her boyfriend's affection. The copywriting is-I didn't have you in the first seven photos, but now I have you.

I drop the sky...

Bai Yang coughed a few times, and Zhang Xiaojian quickly took a sip of draught beer and was shocked.

At the same time, they noticed that Luo Tengfei's eyebrows were erected in anger. It seemed that he didn't care as much as he thought.

Immediately, this guy typed quickly with both hands.

Zhang Xiaojian and Bai Yang looked left and right, then looked at each other, and said in unison: "This literary talent?"

"It's okay?" Luo Tengfei showed off with his mobile phone.

Zhang Xiaojian replied: "This is not good, this is too good."

Bai Yang said, "I guess you will be blacked out soon."

Luo Tengfei indifferently threw the phone on the table, picked up the draft beer and slurped a sip: "If you pull it black, you will stop it."

Zhang Xiaojian said: "No, I have to look at it again." Then he stretched his neck and looked at the phone whose screen had not gone out.

Luo Tengfei’s message under the circle of friends read: "If you don’t have money, you can only look at your sweetness. If you have money, you can taste your saltiness. The poor can see you as rich and beautiful, and the rich can see your scallops spit water. Cold and warm* often accompany each other, full of pulp for the rest of my life, and walking with ticking soup."

"Nima, the writing is really good!"

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The wine bureau was happy and the days were dull.

Almost a week has passed since the food stall drinking.

This week, Zhang Xiaojian will always go to the Normal University for a stroll. He will also go to the music scene to see performances. It is full every night. Music lovers everywhere will come from other places as long as they grab tickets.

Bai Yang contacted the bus station set up by the bus company in the square. Zhang Xiaojian wanted to contact the subway headquarters to repair a subway at his own expense, but was interrupted by the charity fund, and finally forgot.

Yan Ci also returned from Ningyuan two days ago because Jianxing Charity Fund has been listed and registered.

The office building is rented. In the CBD in the city center, Zhang Xiaojian wants to buy this CBD. Unfortunately, this is a golden rooster who will place an order. The boss has no intention of selling. Zhang Xiaojian can't pay ten times the price to buy it. It's too stupid. ...Although he did stupid things.

Today is the first day of the opening of the Jianxing Charity Fund.

Early in the morning, Yan Ci hired high-paying managers and recruited grassroots employees to gather together.

Why is it funeral? This is because there is no ceremony at the opening of the foundation today. Everyone sat in the conference room and stared.

Especially those managers who have just been hired by a high salary and have never seen Zhang Xiaojian or Ningyuan before even wonder if their place is a leather bag company...

Because foundations are different from other industries, if you want a lot of donations, the first thing is to make friends with the rich and powerful, celebrities, and elites.

And that foundation doesn’t hold charity dinners?

The opening of the Jianxing Charity Fund was such a big event... actually opened in an office building...

This is too unreasonable.

If they weren't in the CBD of Jiangcheng Center, and the decoration style was minimal but full of details, or if they hadn't officially started their jobs, they would have received the bonus for the opening of the preparatory fund, and they wouldn't be able to sit still.

At nine o'clock on time, most of the managers who had not been to Ningyuan finally met the big boss of Shenlong who had never seen the end.

Zhang Xiaojian came here wearing a sports suit...

Seeing that Zhang Xiaojian is so young, that he is dressed so casually, he spends all the years at dinner parties, and people who are used to suits and shoes think this is too casual?

It's really casual, because Zhang Xiaojian also made an appointment with Zheng Jiakai to play basketball in the afternoon...he really doesn't bother to change clothes..

And he didn't feel at all about the opening of the charity fund. He also told Yan Ci to keep everything simple before, so he was a little puzzled looking at the employees with dark faces at this time.

So he glanced at Yan Ci.

Yan Ci explained it in the simplest way.

To put it simply, the more social influence the charity fund has, the bigger it can be. Therefore, the opening will usually invite various stars, hold a press conference, contact the municipal and provincial leaders, and then everyone will gather together and hold another auction. , Or come up with a project for everyone to donate.

None of these things... just make the people in this industry panic.

Zhang Xiaojian understood, but didn't say anything. Then outside the meeting room, in the midst of unenthusiastic applause, he held a pair of scissors and cut off the ribbon, which was regarded as a ribbon cut.

"Dong Zhang, would you like to say something?"

Zhang Xiaojian looked at more than 30 employees and cleared his throats and said, "I know that many people may see me for the first time, and they may not understand anything when they just came to a new environment."

"Our opening ceremony was indeed a bit crude."

This is more than simple... it's LOW bursting, okay?

Zhang Xiaojian seemed to be able to hear their voices, and continued: "It feels like LOW has exploded, but it is not."

"There is no news media today."

"There are no full seats today."

"Today there is no so-called celebrity clamoring how much I want to donate."

"It didn't cause any sensation."

"However, this does not prevent us from doing charity, because what we have is money."

After speaking, Zhang Xiaojian glanced at Yan Ci, meaning that you will take care of the rest, then he turned around and left the CBD office building just now, extremely chic.

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