"So, what exactly do you want to do?" Qin Ze looked at the second generation in front of him in bewilderment. There were quite a lot of them, eleven or twelve, and they were driving quite well. If he hadn't recognized some familiar faces, who would have thought of it? This group of people is a group of second-generation hands and eyes.
He was doing well on the side of the road, a few cars passed by, and a woman in the car recognized him and called out to Qin Ze.
Then the car stopped, and a group of people rushed to him, blocking him by the side of the road.
No one paid any attention to his question, and a tall man said: "Zhao Tiezhu said that he stood at the gate of Wang's house and confessed his mistake. I still don't believe it. It turned out to be true."
He knew this buddy. When he came to the Wang family for the first time, he was taken by Wang Zijin to have a barbecue together. I really forgot the name. It was a good idea to save contacts, but King Hai Ze is domineering in the Shanghai stock market. In the market, Wang Zijin's circle of friends is completely blind, but he has made a good memorandum and has all the names, but now he turns on the phone to check the names, which seems very disrespectful.
"Hey, do you want to go in?" A woman said, "Call auntie, sister, and I will take you in."
Qin Ze frowned, not because he was dissatisfied with the woman's attitude, after all, from her point of view, it was too reasonable for her girlfriend to mock the scumbag. It's just that the word sister is a sensitive word for him, sister = day.
Translate the above words... This request is too much.
Then I choose not to go in.
So Qin Ze ignored her.
"Hey, I said that people in the entertainment industry are unreliable, but Zijin still doesn't believe it, tsk tsk. Later, I will post on Weibo to scold Qin Ze for being a scumbag." Another woman said.
"That's so troublesome, just beat him up." A certain man said.
"Can you beat him? Mingcheng was beaten up by this kid last year."
"Hey, he dares to fight back? Just those few broken companies will make him unable to operate in minutes."
"Then let's take a bet on whether he dares to fight back." A girl said happily.
Qin Ze looked at her, Zhang Ling, Zhang Mingcheng's younger sister.
She is also there. Wang Zijin said before that Zhang Mingcheng, the younger sister, likes to play behind her brother's butt the most, and she is a brother-controller.
For brother-in-law, anyone who interferes with his brother's marriage should be cut to death, just like a certain brother-in-law, any woman who wants to sleep with her brother should be hanged and burned.
The former is an ordinary brother-controlling, and the latter is a brother-controlling madman.
Sister Zijin's circle of friends is really scary. Although the Wang family's brother-in-law is weak and can't represent her mother's family and her husband's family, these second generations who came out of the same compound perfectly took on the task of tearing apart.
They don't have any friendship with Qin Ze. The relationship between them is maintained by Wang Zijin. When Qin Ze becomes a scumbag, they will stand up and fight.
Seeing that Qin Ze didn't speak, Zhang Ling said excitedly, "Look, I came here because of Sister Zijin's family. When I had Sister Zijin's backing, I was dragged by 250,000 to 80,000 yuan, but now I'm a dog again."
"Oh, I remembered the ending of Journey to the West," Zhang Ling said with a smile, "He looks like a dog."
Everyone laughed.
In the car, Wang Zijin clenched his fists as he watched this scene.
This is not the Qin Ze she knew. Although the young man was in love, he was only in love with them. He has a more confident demeanor than any man, so confident that he doesn't look down on his peers. He is harmless and gentle most of the time, but when he pulls back his good temper and shows his minions, he is invincible.
Zhao Tiezhu glanced at her, honked the horn twice, and when everyone at the door came over, he lowered the car window: "What are you doing outside, let's go, let's go for outdoor sports."
When the people heard the words, they were happy to scold, and when the master came, they got into the car one after another.
The Land Rover drove out of the gate of the community, Wang Zijin said, "Stop."
Zhao Tiezhu stepped on the brakes as he said.
Wang Zijin pushed open the car door, walked in front of Qin Ze with a blank face, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you short-tempered?"
Qin Ze looked at her silently.
"What are you doing in the capital? Just break up and send a text message," Wang Zijin continued: "Then let's talk here, and go back to Shanghai after talking."
Qin Ze said softly: "Aren't they all your friends, and they are also for your own good. If I turn my back on you, it will make it difficult for you."
With just such a sentence, Wang Zijin shook his body and said viciously: "Boring."
She trotted back to the car and slammed the door hard.
"Hey, the car you just bought, don't close the door so hard..." Zhao Tiezhu drove the car to keep up with the team, turning his head frequently to look at Wang Zijin who was in the passenger seat.
She turned sideways, facing the car window, and quietly wiped away her tears.
"Hey, I'm so distressed that I'm dying. I wish I could kill that little girl Zhang Ling. I'm just stubborn and refuses to admit defeat." Zhao Tiezhu muttered, "That kid must have done something outrageous... . Cry, I have been friends for decades, how can I still laugh at you?"
Wang Zijin endured it, but couldn't hold it back. He burst into tears, grabbed the tissue box on the car, and smashed Zhao Tiezhu's head: "You talk too much, you talk too much..."
"It hurts...don't hit me on the head with a hard horn... Auntie, the car is about to hit you... why did you hit me? Go hit that kid..." the Land Rover shook It wobbled open.
"What the hell... If that kid doesn't give me more shares, I'll kill him. My wife has never hit me like this..."
The Great Wall in Beijing is also called the Badaling Great Wall. It is an important part of the Great Wall that stretches for thousands of miles. It is a little far away on the outskirts of Yanqing District. Most of the people who come here are tourists from other places, and the locals don't think they will come here unless they bring friends from other places or organize activities.
As the Spring Festival approaches, the number of tourists has dropped sharply, but only relatively speaking. In first-tier cities, many people will choose to travel during the Spring Festival, or to travel abroad, because the atmosphere of the New Year in big cities is not strong, and the atmosphere of the New Year has long been lost. Long-term family travel during the Spring Festival is a good choice.
For people of status, sports such as mountaineering, fishing, and golf are far more meaningful than singing on KTV.
Wang Zijin was not in high spirits, and walked with his head covered the whole time, not talking to his friends much.
The second generation guessed that she was angry about what happened just now. Accompanied carefully, never mentioning Qin Ze.
Zhang Ling and Zhang Mingcheng walked side by side, a long way behind everyone. She raised her eyes and looked at Wang Zijin's back: "Brother, what are you doing? Seeing her like that, I still think about that person."
Zhang Mingcheng followed her gaze, stared at Wang Zijin's beautiful back, and shook his head: "It's better not to do it, because it's meaningless, Linger, learn smarter, your actions are just reducing my points."
Zhang Ling didn't understand: "There is a stone in the way at your feet, just kick it away."
Zhang Mingcheng thought for a while, and explained: "The problem is not that there are stones at our feet, but that we are standing on another road, and if we want to join the road, we can only move closer."
Zhang Ling still didn't understand. In her consciousness, if she has the ability and background, she should use it to eradicate all people and things that get in the way.
Zhang Mingcheng couldn't explain these things to his younger sister who was not deeply involved in the world, and sighed: "Using what you young people say, you know how warm men get to the top."
Zhang Ling: "The warm man is the spare tire."
Zhang Mingcheng: "..."
"Brother, I think there is still a difference between a warm man and a spare tire."
"Then tell me, how did Nuan Nan and Spare Tire come to the top?"
"..." Zhang Mingcheng ignored the word spare tire and said, "Watch."
"So it's a spare tire."
"Ling'er, with your attitude, I'm afraid the relationship will not be smooth sailing in the future." Zhang Mingcheng said: "Compared with him, I have lost. It's not that I'm not good enough, it's just that love is unreasonable. I want to fight, I can't Use power to overwhelm others, and your sister Zijin is not an ordinary girl, you can snatch it by sending someone to snatch it. If you follow your approach, it will only increase her disgust and resentment. It takes patience, this is the right way. "
Zhang Ling was worried: "What if this road doesn't work?"
Unexpectedly, he was swallowed by his sister's poisonous milk, Zhang Mingcheng gasped for breath: "Let's see fate."
Although Zhang Ling is smart, at least she is smart, but Zhang Mingcheng knows that she has too little life experience, and even less emotional experience. They are only in love when they are in love, so it is easy to see each other and share quickly. At Zhang Mingcheng's age, the word marriage cannot be escaped when falling in love. Marriage and love are different.
It is true that you have to rely on scheming and wrists, but you cannot rely on bad moves.
These days, marriages are either for money, or they are really pleasing each other, or they are old enough to find someone who is pleasing to the eye to marry, but I have never heard of a marriage that is formed by suppressing the man next to the woman.
It's not a novel, but any novel with such a plot, the author is probably mentally retarded.
There is another way, the woman's parents are against it.
It must be the kind of wall-cracking objection, but when he went to Wang's house today, he didn't see any signs of Mr. Wang or Wang's father preparing to crack the wall.
Zhang Mingcheng's heart was actually heavy.
"By the way, don't talk to your sister Zijin these few days. If she comes to you, don't bother." Zhang Mingcheng said suddenly.
"Ah? Why." Zhang Ling was at a loss.
"I'm afraid she'll hit you, bro, I'm in a dilemma."
"..."
After climbing the Great Wall, standing on a high point overlooking the scenery, a group of people were panting, women chatted together, and men smoked together. Tired and tired, but all refreshed.
They came all the way, and what they want is this kind of refreshment. People must reach a certain age to realize how important and comfortable this feeling is.
"Remember when we climbed the Great Wall together for the first time?" Someone said with emotion: "Sister Zijin organized the fifth grade, right? At that time, there were about 20 people who came, but now many of them have gone their separate ways. Things have gone, busy with trivial matters, and I can’t get together during the Chinese New Year.”
"At that time, Zhao Tiezhu was always the first one, but now he can't, look at how stupid he is." Someone laughed.
"Fart," Zhao Tiezhu said angrily, "I don't care about the night and ten daughters, you're worthless."
"Ten daughters of Yeyu?" A woman said angrily, "I knew Zhao Tiezhu that you were unreliable, so when you secretly pursued me back then, I refused to agree to it, but now I have a piece of Hulunbeier grassland above my head."
"I'll go, Zhao Tiezhu has pursued you?"
"It's really shameless. At the beginning, I said that Sister Fei Zijin would not marry."
Zhao Tiezhu said embarrassingly: "Don't mention the matter of junior high school."
In their group, at the beginning, they might not know who liked whom, who confessed to whom, but almost nothing happened. Some have been forgotten in the wind over time, and some still feel regretful or bitter when they think about it.
Everyone looked at Wang Zijin, and then at Zhang Mingcheng. This pair was the most favored pair, but they seemed unable to bear fruit.
Wang Zijin stood on the city wall, looking at the undulating mountains and the silence of the mountains and rivers.
In fact, even without Qin Ze, she would not have chosen Zhang Mingcheng.
I don't know where it started, and it goes deeper and deeper.
This is an unreasonable thing.