"Ah?" He Jia was stunned by the question. My mother was like Mr. Fu and she was still married. She hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm apart."

"Ah!" Feng Ye's eyes widened, "Did you part?"

In her eyes, He Jia and her boyfriend are a model couple. Several times when He Jia called her boyfriend, she happened to be next to He Jia.

Looking at He Jia's happy look, her old girl who had never tasted love, was so envious that she almost drooled out.

So, after hearing He Jia break up, she thought there was something wrong with her ear.

"It's a part!" He Jia's answer was extremely firm this time, but in fact she had not had time to break up with her boyfriend, or rather, she had not made up her mind yet.

After all, since we were in the third year of college, we have been together for six or seven years, so how could we break up just by breaking up?

"Why?" Feng Ye looked at He Jia with complicated eyes, "How did you tell me the difference? Did he mention it?"

He Jia smiled bitterly and shook her head: "No, I mentioned it."

Feng Ye opened his mouth, but finally turned into a sigh and said nothing.

She could understand He Jia’s psychology. One is that she has an annual income of nearly 100,000 yuan, full of famous brands, and has high-end white-collar workers who go to and from luxury cars and five-star hotels, and the other is a poor graduate student who is still studying. How could such two kinds of people come together?

Her annual income is now a small 100,000 yuan. Ask yourself, although she is not a person who dislikes the poor and loves the rich, she will not find a man who is much worse than herself.

Therefore, although she is extremely eager for the taste of love and manhood, she can only stay alone until now.

The two women had their own thoughts and their faces were covered with sorrow.

He Jia was worried about how to break up with her boyfriend, but Feng Ye was worried about where to find her prince charming.

After the dinner, Fu Song stopped Guo Fansheng, "Old Guo, please have tea."

Guo Fan pointed to his watch and said helplessly: "It's already what time, I can't sleep tonight if I drink tea."

Fu Song smiled and said, "It's okay not to drink tea. Let's go and pinch your feet together. I heard that a new sauna center has been opened nearby..."

"Don't!" Guo Fansheng quickly interrupted him and winked him repeatedly, "Drink tea, drink tea!"

Fu Song laughed and scolded: "Who doesn't know who, pretend to be a chicken with me!"

They are old friends who have known each other for many years. When they were in Beijing, Lao Guo’s jokes were made one by one at a party, but now they pretended to be serious with him.

Bah! Hypocrisy!

However, when he turned around, he realized that He Jia was standing behind him. No wonder Lao Guo, the old hooligan, pretended to be serious...

"Secretary He, why haven't you left yet?" Fu Song couldn't act too close in front of Lao Guo.

He Jia nodded at Guo Fansheng first, and then said, "I have something to do to go back to the company to work overtime. Mr. Fu, if you have something to do, call me anytime."

Fu Song waved his hand and said, "Yes, you go."

When He Jia left, Fu Song asked Guo Fansheng: "I really don't want to squeeze my feet?"

Guo Fansheng said righteously: "If you don't go, don't go!"

Fu Song sneered: "Okay, Xiao He is gone, you are still pretending to be so stupid! You are leaving, I'll treat you today!"

"This..." Guo Fansheng pretended to be hesitant, but immediately exposed the old driver's true nature, "Okay, I'll sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman. I agreed that only come with vegetarians, not meat."

"I think beautifully!" Fu Song felt that Lao Guo was definitely thinking too much. He didn't lack women. He didn't need to go to that kind of place if he wanted women. Besides, even if he went to that kind of place, he wouldn't bring a big light bulb.

No matter how joking they are, they are both well-known people, so they naturally don’t go out to eat wild food. They are not afraid of ten thousand, but they are afraid of if they are caught and the current situation will be a big fun and they can’t afford to lose that person!

The two of them did not seek far away, so they took the elevator to the spa center of Mandarin Oriental Hotel.

It sounds ridiculous. As the major shareholder of this hotel, this is Fu Song's first time in the spa to spend money. He doesn't know if he doesn't come, but he can't stand it as soon as he comes.

Not to mention anything else, the waitresses at the spa, oh my god, they all have fair skin, beautiful eyes, and their necks are all legs. When they bent over, the red and festive work clothes could not cover their beautiful figures at all.

An hour later, Fu Song and Guo Fansheng came out of the sauna and led them to the VIP suite by two waitresses.

After steaming the sauna for half an hour, Fu Song felt a little tired. After lying down, he planned to rest for a while. As soon as he closed his eyes, he heard a gentle voice coming from his ears: "Sir, what are you drinking?"

Fu Song opened his eyes and looked at it, and suddenly felt his whole body full of wild power.

Because he was a VIP guest in the hotel, the spa arranged an exclusive waiter for him and Guo Fansheng each.

When I came out of the sauna just now, it might be because of the lighting problem, or it might be because Fu Song was dizzy when he was steamed by the sauna. Anyway, he didn't look at the waitress next to him carefully.

It was not until this time that he noticed that there were such a pretty girl in the spa!

Her eyebrows are as dark as the distance, her eyes are as autumn water, and her pink face is full of spring. Tsk tsk, this face alone can hit 80 points. If her figure is included... it will definitely be 90 points!

Fu Song swallowed unconsciously, and finally swallowed the five words "I want to drink milk" back, and asked with a smile: "What are you drinking here?"

After waiting for the waitress to report the name of the drink, Fu Song reluctantly withdrew his gaze from her and said, "Come on a glass of lemonade."

"Okay, sir, you have a little rest here, I'll make arrangements for you now."

Keep watching the waitress twist her hips and walk out of the room enchantingly. Smelling the faint fragrance of grass in the room, Fu Song was a little fluttering.

Guo Fansheng coughed softly and joked: "Old Fu, if I'm not here, would you want to eat someone alive?"

"Just!" Fu Songya denied, "What kind of woman I have never seen? How can this kind of rouge powder be seen in my eyes?"

Oh my god, it smells so good! The saliva is almost flowing out.

It’s not that people are so beautiful, he has seen many beautiful women. The key is that the environment here is like an old friend who has been separated for many years. I miss the time I used to pinch my feet with Fu Yang in my previous life...

Guo Fansheng was too lazy to expose him and smiled and said, "It's worthy of being a super five-star hotel. The quality of the waiter is higher than that of the flight attendant. It's the first time I saw you spend so much money. I'm just being traitor or robber. Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Fu Song almost spit out an old blood, and said annoyedly: "I kindly ask you to pinch your feet. It would be fine if you don't appreciate it, but you're so unfair to me!"

Guo Fansheng threatened: "If you don't tell me, I'll leave."

"Let's go, you'll leave now!" Fu Song was hoping that his big light bulb would get out now. He was by his side. How could I have sex with the waitress...?

"I think beautifully!" Guo Fansheng didn't know what he had to do. Besides, he couldn't bear to leave because of such a beautiful girl. "What's the matter? Get it happier!"

Fu Song said lazily: "Don't be anxious, it's not too late to talk after relaxing."

Guo Fan said anxiously: "If you don't say it now, I won't have the heart to squeeze my feet in a while."

"Dede." Fu Song had no choice but to briefly tell Guo Fansheng about his idea of ​​establishing several investment funds.

Guo Fansheng was stunned by Fu Song's huge plan. After a while, he came to his senses and looked at Fu Song like he was looking at a monster: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Fu Song felt inexplicable at his reaction and smiled and said, "Old Guo, what's wrong with you? You don't think I'm bragging, do you?"

Guo Fansheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I would rather you be bragging, but I know that since you dare to say that, you must be sure."

Fu Song wondered, "Then why did you look like you're seeing a ghost?"

Guo Fansheng rolled his eyelids and asked, "Do you know what I thought of just now?"

Fu Song said curiously: "What did you think of?"

"Chabol!"

Guo Fan's voice was not loud, but these two words made Fu Song confused.

"Caibo?" Fu Song murmured twice and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Old Guo, don't slander me. I am a timid man. I am just a businessman. At most, I am a little greedy and lustful, but I am not that despicable. I just want to do business honestly, but I don't want to be a chaebob!"

Guo Fansheng glanced at him and said strangely: "You didn't do anything wrong, what's there to be afraid of? The chaebol is not a beast. If there are Tuslas, chaebols, and consortiums abroad, why can't our country have it?"

Fu Song once again made Guo Fansheng confused, as if he was watching a monster looking at him: "Are you teasing me? Even if I think about it, how can we have the soil for chaebols to survive in our country?

Once this sign is present, the invisible hand will gently tug the weight of the balance, and no matter how strong the skyscraper is, it will collapse in an instant."

Guo Fansheng saw that Fu Song's expression didn't seem to be lying. The words just now should be his true thoughts, which surprised him: "No, why did you have such thoughts? There is no tone on the above, why are you nervous?"

"Hmm?" Fu Song was stunned and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Guo Fansheng said: "When I was working at the Institute of Physical Reform, the institute received a task to study whether the monopoly capital group in Japan and South Korea is feasible."

Fu Song suddenly widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "No, right? Let you study this thing? I really have this idea above, I thought it was a rumor!"

Guo Fansheng showed a meaningful smile and said without comment: "Today you react like this when you hear this topic, let alone the social environment and people's ideas and ideas five or six years ago... I can only say that we were doing this topic with a tough needle."

Fu Song didn't know how to complain for a while, maybe there was only one word that was the most suitable - he had a big brain!

Guo Fansheng continued: "This topic is very debated within us. When we finally submitted the report, we took a chance and only analyzed the pros and cons, but did not draw conclusions."

Fu Song smiled and said, "If it were me, I wouldn't dare to draw a conclusion. What happened later?"

Guo Fansheng spread his hands and said, "There was no news after submitting the report, so I know the story here very well. When I heard you just now, I thought it looked so familiar? According to your approach, plus a bank, it is definitely a chaebol."

Fu Song said unhappily: "Who said I don't have a bank?"

Guo Fansheng gave him a blank look: "United Bank is a foreign bank, and it doesn't count."

Fu Song suddenly thought of the four brothers of the Liu family. I wonder if they had the idea of ​​building a consortium when they established a bank.

Perhaps at the beginning, they did not have this awareness, but Fu Song didn't believe that after tasting the sweetness of having a bank that could be freely controlled, they would remain indifferent.

But the facts have proved that no matter how hard they struggle, they will never be able to escape from the Five Fingers Mountain of Tathagata Buddha, and this road cannot be understood.

"Old Guo, what do you think of the above attitude towards this matter?" Although he knew that no one had done this path in his previous life, Fu Song couldn't help but imagine that it was not Joey Wong anyway, so he even committed a crime when he thought about it.

Guo Fansheng said: "From my personal perspective, the above should have a calm attitude, neither support nor object."

Seeing Fu Song looking full of curiosity, Guo Fan laughed and said, "Actually, before giving us a research task, I have already carried out several pilot projects, but they all quietly entered the village and didn't want to shoot.

The earliest consortium was the Xi'an Xijiao Consortium established in August 1986. The establishment model was a bit stiff. It took the ICBC Tumen Office as Party B and the ten large and medium-sized industrial enterprises in Xi'an as Party A, and they were put together in a contract form.
To be continued...