The Son of Finance of the Great Age Chapter 15

  Chapter 15 Involved in right and wrong

  Zhong Jianjun gave a wry smile, and quickly followed Zhong Shi with his heavy suitcase.

  He, a middle-aged man in his thirties, actually obeyed the arrangements of his son who was under nine years old every step of the way. If this matter were told, not many people would believe it. But that's good, and it saves him a lot of trouble.

   "Waiter, please come to a double room, one that can take a hot bath and watch TV. Also, we are a little hungry. I wonder if your hotel has room service?"

  A middle-aged woman who was still knitting a sweater at the reception was taken aback for a moment, then looked up and saw a middle-aged man dressed as a countryman standing in front of her with an apologetic smile on his face.

   "It's quite enjoyable!"

  The elder sister slandered, and said nothing about the middle-aged man's overtures, and said blankly: "There is no room service, but this is the Confucius Temple, and there are many special snacks nearby, I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

   "How do you do business? The service attitude is so bad?" A childish voice suddenly sounded.

   "What did you say? If you don't want to stay in the hotel, hurry up and leave, don't delay our business!" The receptionist was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and his attitude became extremely bad. With the bucket on her hip, she yelled at Zhong Jianjun viciously, almost pointing her finger at the tip of his nose.

  The words just now were naturally said by Zhong Shi, but he was short in stature, and the receptionist didn't see him, thinking that the harsh words were said by Zhong Jianjun.

   It is no wonder that her attitude is so bad. The tourism industry has been booming in recent years. As a state-owned enterprise employee, she just sits here every day, and many guests come to check in. There is no need to worry about indicators such as occupancy rate and vacancy rate. These days, being able to work in a state-owned enterprise is tantamount to holding an iron rice bowl.

  Although private hotels have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, people who go out these days are still more willing to trust state-owned enterprises. They would rather choose more expensive state-owned hotels than private hotels with cheaper prices and better service attitude.

   After more than ten years, except for some hotels that are reserved for the government's own use, all of these hotels have changed their property rights and become private industries. At that time, both software and hardware will have the same qualitative change.

  The later generations of Zhongshi never stay in non-five-star hotels whether they are on business trips or tourism. This is not because he is extravagant by nature and wants everything to be the best, but the company he represents and the nature of the industry he is engaged in determine that he must do so. As the second largest investment bank in the world after Goldman Sachs , Internally, there are clear regulations on business trip occupancy, transportation, catering, etc., after all, these represent the company's image.

The service attitude of a five-star hotel is naturally not comparable to that of the pungent woman in front of him. Zhong Shi secretly sighed, gave up the opportunity to argue with this middle-aged woman, and shut his mouth wisely, but maliciously speculated in his heart, is it right? Her husband was looking for a lover outside, and she was so irritable when she noticed it.

   "Deposit, ID card!" Seeing that Zhong Jianjun was very knowledgeable, the receptionist lady didn't say anything more. Then she left a sentence, picked up the sweater needle again, and thought about how to knit the sweater more closely.

  Zhong Jianjun at the counter looked at the innocent Zhong Shi, his eyes full of helplessness.

The classmates who lived in the same dormitory suddenly discovered that Zhong Yi, who was very frugal, suddenly became generous. The new semester has only started less than two months, and he has already invited the other three people to eat several meals, and he is about to catch up with the first two. sum of the semester.

   To say "thrifty" is a euphemism for them. After all, we are all intellectuals and cultural people.

  But they also understood Zhong Yi's family background and knew that he came from the Jiangbei countryside. Although college students at that time did not need to worry about tuition fees and living expenses, their daily life would not be much better.

   "Hey, I feel something is wrong. Do you like to find a good part-time job? It's really embarrassing not to tell my buddies."

  The person who spoke was a young man in his twenties with acne on his face. His name is Wang Haiyang, he is from Lihai, he is shrewd and good at making small calculations, he looks down on outsiders a bit, but in Yenching University, he is not given much opportunity to discriminate against others these days.

"Come on! Maybe a huge windfall fell from the sky and fell on Zhong Yi's head, which made him so rich and generous! Maybe it's the foreign devil he received!" A young man who was reading a book on the upper bunk listened. After arriving, he put down the "Introduction to Western Economics" in his hand and said sourly.

   No one who can be admitted to Yenching University is easy. Before Wang Haiyang said what it was, he understood the meaning of Wang Haiyang's words. This person is called Li Wei, and like Zhong Yi, he is also from Jiangzhong Province. But his score is lower than Zhong Yi, so he has always been a little hostile to Zhong Yi.

   "What is extravagant?"

  The two of them were talking, when a young man in only big underpants came out of the bathroom, and he asked puzzledly while wiping his wet hair. The bronze-colored upper body reveals a lot of muscles, and every gesture gives people a feeling of strength.

  It's a pity that this is not the future, and people's fitness awareness is not so strong. Others see a strong person as a bull without brains, especially in a university campus full of thin and thin men with glasses.

  His name is Utida, he is from Mengfeng, he has galloped on horseback since he was a child, and grew up eating mutton and drinking goat milk, so he has a very strong figure. However, when he was admitted, his score was lower than the other three. When he first entered the school, he was despised by the other three for a long time. Later, under the temptation of his mutton and milk wine, Zhong Yi and the other three quickly became friends with him. .

   "It's nothing! Lao Wu, we are talking about Zhong Yi. Didn't you find that he has become very rich this semester? Don't you find it strange?"

   Utida looks much older than his actual age because of the wind and sun all year round, so several other people call him "Old Wu". Although Utida defended it several times, he was dismissed tacitly by the other three. Over time, he got used to this title.

   "Yes, if you don't say I haven't realized it yet. But why do we care so much, anyway, he didn't steal it, and he won't be robbed. You still gossip about others behind your back when you have something to eat?"

  Utida dried her hair, threw the wet towel on the bed casually, sat on the side of Zhongyi's bed, and said carelessly.

   Seeing Utida's casual actions, Li Wei and Wang Haiyang frowned slightly, and then relaxed them again. They have mentioned Lao Wu's unhygienic practice several times before, but Utida didn't take it to heart at all.

   "By the way, we haven't had dinner together this semester, why don't we beat him up again tonight? Anyway, he's rich, so let's go to the South Gate. It's been a long time since I've had hot pot there!"

  When Wang Haiyang rolled his eyes, a smirk appeared on his face, and he suggested to the other two.

  As soon as eating hot pot was mentioned, Li Wei swallowed hard and giggled embarrassedly. Utida was even more unbearable, jumped up directly, raised his right hand and kept shaking it, as if he was waving a horsewhip.

   "Since I have no objection, I'll go find Zhongyi!"

  Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Wang Haiyang still didn't understand. As soon as he slapped his thigh, he volunteered.

"It's almost dinner time now, let's hurry up, or you won't be able to knock if you don't want to eat later!" Li Wei, who was lying on the bed a second ago, immediately sat up and urged the other two people.

   "Hey, my pants, where are my pants..." Suddenly, the dormitory where four people lived jumped up. When students from other departments passed by, they would smile knowingly when they heard the movement inside. They were no strangers to the movements made by these four people.

   "Zhong Yi, good buddy, why is your English so good? I heard that last time you helped Huaxin Company receive foreigners, why didn't you tell my buddy?"

   "Yeah, Zhong Yi, why do you feel that you are unfamiliar with the three of us this semester, and spend all day in the library?"

  Looking at the three people with unkind faces, Zhong Yi thought for a while and understood their purpose. He put down the pen in his hand and motioned them to keep their voices down so as not to disturb other students who were still studying, then he smiled and said, "Ximen, SD Cai?"

   "South Gate, SC Hot Pot!"

   In 1985, Yenching University already had a considerable number of students including master's and doctoral degrees. Although these students' spending power was not high, they still supported many nearby restaurants.

"make a deal!"

  Zhong Yi put down a big one, stretched out her little finger, and made an agreement with Wang Haiyang. This is a trick they often play among themselves. Although it is a bit childish, they always enjoy it.

   ""A History of Currency in the United States"? Zhong Yi, what do you think of this book?"

  Li Wei was careful, and saw the big man Zhong Yi had just put down at a glance, he asked in surprise. There was no Chinese translation of this book in the 1980s, so you can only read the original English version.

   "Just take a look, there's nothing to do anyway!" Zhong Yi responded casually. Naturally, it was impossible for him to tell these people that his little cousin Zhong Shi asked him to read this book carefully. For this reason, Zhong Shi even made a long bibliography for him to read one by one.

  The four of them ate until past ten o'clock and drank more than a dozen bottles of beer before walking towards the dormitory supporting each other.

   "I can't do it anymore, I need to find a place to put water!"

   Just when several people were staggering back, Li Wei suddenly let out a strange cry, then bent down, with a painful expression on his face.

   Several other people saw it, but they didn't understand it. They had a deep understanding of the feeling of holding back urine, and they all gloated. After laughing enough, Wang Haiyang pointed to a dark alley nearby, and said teasingly: "Brother, you should go there to solve the problem. It may be too late to find the toilet!"

  Li Wei staggered over there with his legs crossed, his weird posture naturally caused the other three to laugh wildly. After Li Wei made such a fuss, the three of them also felt that they needed to make it easier. They glanced at each other and followed to that side.

"help me!"

Just when the three drunken people entered the alley, they suddenly found that Li Wei was slowly retreating, and at the same time, a dagger with a cold light was pointed at his forehead, forcing him out step by step. From the alley, came a female voice pleading.

  (end of this chapter)

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