lucky son

Seeing the weird expression on his friend's face, Jiang Shulang felt a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously relaxed his arms.Meng Hui, who was finally released, hastily pushed him away, raised his hand and squeezed his strangled arm while making complaints: "Do you have any grudge against me? Why are you so hard!"

"I'm sorry, I was so excited just now that I didn't notice my own strength." Jiang Shulang heard Meng Hui's complaint, and quickly left Zhang Mingchen behind, and rubbed the position Meng Hui was pinching to please.

——He has learned martial arts from a famous teacher since he was a child, and he has worked hard to learn martial arts. His strength is stronger than that of an adult man. Naturally, Meng Hui, a weak chicken, can't match his body.

Meng Hui gave him a dark look, unceremoniously pushed Jiang Shulang's hands away, and then turned to look at Zhang Mingchen who was still standing there: "What's the matter with you? This is the first time I've seen you here."

"Uh... well, I'm here to find Shu Lang, and the housekeeper said he's here." Zhang Mingchen looked at the two calm and composed people in front of him, feeling a little suspicious in his heart, full of desire to gossip.But he still remembered his business, reluctantly pressed down, and naturally raised the folder in his hand, "Didn't Shulang take over some projects now, one of which is the cooperation with my company. My father heard that Shulang is so Promising, keep saying that I don't know how to learn, so I just took the opportunity to hand over this project to me, and let me learn more from Shu Lang."

While speaking, the bitter expression on Zhang Mingchen's face was indescribable. It looked like he was being pushed out of the shelves.After explaining to Meng Hui, he looked at Jiang Shulang again: "Next week, don't we have an exchange meeting about this project. I'll come here in advance to talk to you, so I can get a bottom line and save time in the meeting." If you make a mistake, you will be cut to death by my father again."

For going through Jiang Shulang's back door, Zhang Mingchen is not guilty at all.He has been with Jiang Shulang since he was seven or eight years old, and he has been on the other side's back for almost ten years. He has worked hard, and he should be rewarded today.

Sure enough, Jiang Shulang didn't mean to refuse, and nodded easily: "No problem, let's talk in the study." Then, he turned to Meng Hui, tugged at his wrist, and his voice softened a few degrees, "Xuebin, you too Together~ I have learned a lot from my father recently, and I have always wanted to compare myself with you."

Zhang Mingchen trembled disgustedly at Jiang Shulang's sweet and soft voice, but his eyes showed a bit of disbelief—after all, although the project they were going to discuss was not too big, it was not too small. Most of the agreed cooperation can be regarded as commercial secrets, and Jiang Shulang's openness to show it to outsiders is really a bit too light.

However, having followed Jiang Shulang for so many years, Zhang Mingchen had become accustomed to trusting him in his conduct, and even though his heart was pounding, he didn't raise any objections.And Meng Hui also wanted to see the learning status of his own mission goals recently, so he naturally agreed to this invitation.

The three of them quickly entered the study and sat down on the sofa.Jiang Shulang opened the folder, flipped through it quickly, and then began to tell Zhang Mingchen his thoughts.

Jiang Shulang has already read the first draft of this project plan from Zhang's company, and he is ready for the meeting next week, so he can talk freely without thinking at all.

When talking about work, Jiang Shulang's youthful feeling is gone, he is full of calm and capable, and his gestures are full of oppression that makes people subconsciously want to be convinced, like a real person who has been in the mall for a long time. Sophisticated and mature business elite——Jiang Shulang acted like a baby and said that others called him "Mr. Jiang", which seemed to be true.

Zhang Mingchen nodded again and again, and hastily took out his notebook to write down the main points.As the only son, Zhang Mingchen, who is destined to inherit Zhang's Internet company, is naturally often taken by his father to teach him carefully. He is not a kid who is new to business affairs, but in front of Jiang Shulang, he only has to study hard—— —Fortunately, Zhang Mingchen has been used to being hit by the opponent since he was a child, and he doesn't feel any jealousy or dissatisfaction about it.

It took half an hour to express his point of view clearly to Zhang Mingchen, but Jiang Shulang did not end the "teaching" as Zhang Mingchen thought, but turned his attention to Meng Hui who had been sitting silently : "Xuebin, I've finished my thoughts, do you have anything else to say?"

Zhang Mingchen stopped buttoning his pen cap, and subconsciously looked at Meng Hui as well.He also heard that Meng Hui went to study with Jiang Shulang in the Jiang family during the summer vacation - Father Qu wanted to make this known to the world - but he was not very clear about the specific study situation.

Under the gaze of the two, Meng Hui smiled: "Your progress is indeed quite great, I think this plan is already very good." Looking at Jiang Shulang, who had a slightly smug expression, he paused, still I still opened my mouth and knocked the other party off the spot, "However, I still have a few opinions."

Hearing what Meng Hui said, Jiang Shulang's smug smile suddenly subsided, and his body subconsciously leaned in Meng Hui's direction, holding his breath and concentrating.

Affected by Jiang Shulang's dignified aura, Zhang Mingchen couldn't help withdrawing his carelessness, and also listened attentively to Meng Hui's words—however, soon, he changed from serious to confused.

After a whole summer of "joint learning", Meng Hui and Jiang Shulang got along quite well, and the discussion between the two also changed from a gradual and gradual guidance at the beginning to an unrestrained and unconstrained style.Unlike Jiang Shulang's clear-cut presentation to Zhang Mingchen, the conversation between Meng Hui and Jiang Shulang was more lively.

Meng Hui has rich experience, while Jiang Shulang has a dexterous mind, and the two share the same mind. No matter which one puts forward an opinion, even if there is no prior request, the other can immediately follow the other's train of thought without any delay This is why the two like this kind of discussion very much, because they can no longer find another person who can be in harmony with each other like each other, even Jiang's father and Jiang Shulang can't do this .

This kind of matching of thinking seems to be one with each other.

Zhang Mingchen was listening to the heated and rapid conversation between the two, and something was wrong with him.He is also considered a smart person with a strong learning ability, but at this moment, he feels like a mentally retarded person.

No matter how hard he listened and focused on the content of the conversation, Zhang Mingchen had just caught up with a little bit of thinking and had a sense of enlightenment, but found that Meng Hui and Jiang Shulang had already jumped to another topic-this kind of too jumpy, The overly flexible communication made Zhang Mingchen wish he had a special function to pause time, so that he could have a chance to digest and understand it.

After listening for more than ten minutes, Zhang Mingchen felt his head swell.He rubbed his temples, decided not to continue embarrassing himself, and started to clear his mind, only looking at the two people who became more and more excited as they chatted with a complicated look like looking at a monster.

An hour later, Meng Hui and Jiang Shulang finally finished their conversation with satisfaction.

Meng Hui glanced at the grandfather clock in the study, and stood up: "It's almost time, I have to go back to the conservatory, and then I'm going home."

"Well, you go." Jiang Shulang waved his hand, walked quickly to the desk and turned on the computer, with a casual look that did not treat Meng Hui as an outsider at all.

Zhang Mingchen, who was wandering in the sky, was brought back to his senses by the conversation between the two, and instinctively stood up and said goodbye to Meng Hui, as if treating a big boss with respect.

Meng Hui gave him a strange look, turned around and left the study without thinking too much.

Zhang Mingchen maintained a standing posture, feeling in his heart that "the ugly duckling turned into a white swan without paying attention", and always felt that he seemed to have missed hundreds of episodes.

"...Qu Xuebin... When did you become so powerful?" Watching Meng Hui leave, Zhang Mingchen walked towards Jiang Shulang, slightly dumbfounded, watching him call out the document, clattering on the keyboard, explaining the communication between himself and Meng Hui summarized into a new plan.

"His talent in business is far behind me." Jiang Shulang chuckled lightly, and kept moving his hands, "Compared with him, my father is 1 times dissatisfied with me."

Zhang Mingchen covered his little heart, "You are also good enough to keep up with his train of thought. I just listened by the side, but I didn't quite understand it."

Jiang Shulang didn't comfort his friend, but curled his lips secretly and triumphantly—not only Zhang Mingchen couldn't keep up, but even Jiang's father had to press the pause button to think about it when listening to the recording of their discussion.

He is the only one who can play freely with Meng Hui.

Seeing that Jiang Shulang didn't intend to talk, Zhang Mingchen didn't speak anymore, worried about disturbing the other party's train of thought.He stood where he was, and turned to look at the text on the computer screen, thinking while reading, and was immersed in it for a moment, forgetting himself completely.

Since the discussion between the two was too messy and there were too many details to be added, Jiang Shulang wrote this new plan for more than three hours, while Zhang Mingchen also leaned on the back of his chair stiffly and read it for three hours. .

It wasn't until the sky became dark that the sensor lights in the study turned on automatically, Jiang Shulang took a long breath and moved his sore hands.

Following Jiang Shulang's movements, Zhang Mingchen also came back to his senses, his legs were so numb that he almost fell, so he quickly supported the desk to slow down.

Seeing Zhang Mingchen hissing and inhaling, baring his teeth and ignoring his own image, Jiang Shulang was a little surprised: "You haven't left?"

"No, I'm fascinated by it." Zhang Mingchen rubbed his leg, "Is this the plan you and Qu Xuebin just discussed?"

"That's right, didn't you also listen to it before?" Jiang Shulang gave him a rare kindness and took him to sit on the sofa.

"I only listened to the first part. I didn't understand it, so I lost my mind." Zhang Mingchen was very calm.

Jiang Shulang laughed: "Then do you understand the plan now?"

"Understand about a third." Zhang Mingchen didn't pretend to understand at all, "Although I don't understand it very well, I don't feel it clearly—you can copy this plan to me, and I'll take it back and read it again." Research research."

"Not yet." Jiang Shulang raised his eyebrows, without any intention of accommodating, "I have to show my father first."

"... That's right." Zhang Mingchen shrugged his shoulders, "I think with this plan, the version we discussed before will probably change a lot."

"I think so." Jiang Shulang smiled wryly, "Seeing this plan, my father has another reason to educate me."

Zhang Mingchen glanced at his friends who had always been role models, and suddenly felt a kind of "you have today" comfort and joy.

"I didn't have a clear understanding before. I don't know why I didn't think about some aspects that Xuebin thought of. But now that I actually deal with the company's affairs, I probably have some ideas." Jiang Shulang also sat down on the sofa , sighed, "Dad is right, the difference between me and Xuebin should be the angle of thinking about the problem."

"How to say?" Zhang Mingchen humbly asked for advice.

"I found that what I focus on is a project, and I am meticulous about this project, but Xuebin is different." Jiang Shulang's eyes were slightly empty, "Maybe he is not as good as me in the details of the project, but he is dealing with a project However, it is not limited to the project itself, but has a broader pattern and a longer-term vision—it seems to be the difference between the leader and the executor." After a pause, he added, "In my father's words, , he already has the bearing and vision to be able to lead a large company, or even a large group."

"So awesome?" Zhang Mingchen's eyes widened.

"Yeah." Jiang Shulang was a little bit shocked, but what followed him was the drive and determination to catch up, "No wonder I'm still practicing on the project, and he has already started his own company."

"Wait, wait, he still started a company?" The thunderbolts came one after another, and Zhang Mingchen was already a little numb.

"Yes, he opened a venture capital company. He completed the procedures before school started. It is said that the development is not bad, and the projects he invests in are very promising." Jiang Shulang nodded, "I heard from my father that he has been I am paying attention to Xuebin's company."

Zhang Mingchen wiped his face, he was so tired that he didn't want to talk anymore.In order to ease his emotions, he changed the subject and talked about topics that would make him more happy.

Winking at Jiang Shulang, Zhang Mingchen said teasingly, "Speaking of which, when I went to look for you in the greenhouse today, why were you two hugging each other?"

Hearing Zhang Mingchen's ambiguous hint, Jiang Shulang, who hadn't thought about that affectionate hug at all, froze for a moment, her cheeks slowly...slowly...red.

Zhang Mingchen who just wanted to make a joke: "…………………"

——Wait, wait, brother, why are you blushing? Are you afraid that you... want to bend?

The author has something to say: Thank you Wangdu and Mack for throwing mines, and Ashley for throwing grenades=333=