Liu Kunlun received the wine. The two of them touched the bottle and fucked Erguotou face to face. After drinking, they threw the bottle of wine and yelled with their mouths: "Have fun!"

"Mr. Li, what do you think of it?" Liu Kunlun said.

"Don't call me, just call me Lao Li."

"Old Brother Li."

"Then I'm not here anymore, Brother Kunlun!"

"What do you think of it?"

Li Ming looked at the environment of the restaurant below: "This is not suitable for me to say here. I will wait for you at the Kempinski Hotel today for supper."

Li Ming left, Chunjiu came back, and asked Liu Kunlun what happened, why he didn't eat vegetables and drank two bottles of wine.

"It's okay, I'm going to do something and earn medical expenses for my mother." Liu Kunlun said.

...

In the evening, Liu Kunlun went home and took out his earliest suit. This suit was given by Brother Kang back then. It was soaked in blood. It was dry-cleaned many times and still had a faint bloody color. It had an indescribable evil spirit. This is Liu Kunlun's battle robe. If he put it on, he will no longer be the owner of Kunlun Noodle Restaurant, but Liu Kunlun, a gangster in the martial arts world.

There is also half a can of hair wax, which was left after the Dunhuang period. He dipped his fingers into a lump and evenly applied it to his hair, and used a comb to make a 28-part head toward the back.

A familiar shadow appeared on the mirror in the large wardrobe. His shirt was white, his suit was straight, and he was still thin and handsome. The difference was that his eyes were less sharp than the past, and he had a little more calmness and open-mindedness. He found a piece of rag to wipe his leather shoes, and said to his mother who was cooking: "Mom, I'll go out to eat tonight."

When he went out, he met his fourth sister. Liu Yimeng was extremely shocked. His younger brother usually dressed up with a blue cloth jacket and sleeves. Why did he suddenly wear a suit today and apply hair wax? He couldn't stand the flies on his head. This indicates that the fourth sister couldn't explain clearly and felt panic.

"Brother, you have to be careful." Sister Fourth reminded her, standing on the road and listening to Liu Kunlun's footsteps away.

The Kempinski Hotel is one of the highest-end hotels in Omi. The fountain at the entrance is gurgling and the hall is grand and luxurious. Liu Kunlun walked in it and suddenly understood what Li Ming meant. To talk about a major event of 100 billion, of course, you cannot talk in a shabby noodle restaurant. You must talk in such a rich and memorable place to have a feeling.

In the 21st floor viewing restaurant, Li Ming booked two window-by-winter locations, ordered Western food, two Formosa Plastic King Steaks, and a bottle of big Lafite. The guests around him were decent, whispering, no loud noise, no coughing, no smoking, no punching, and completely different from the familiar circle Liu Kunlun was familiar with.

"What is your education?" Li Ming asked.

"I don't have an academic certificate, and I can only calculate the numbers by recognizing words." Liu Kunlun told the truth. This is his weakness, but there is nothing I can do about it.

Li Ming wrote a binary equation of first order on the napkin and pushed it over. Liu Kunlun shook his head blankly when he saw it.

"Where is this?" Li Ming wrote another chemical formula.

"I can't understand." Liu Kunlun still shook his head.

Li Ming sighed and said, "You lack a lot of classes."

He knew in his mind that the potential inheritors of the big boss were all excellent in quality, and the minimum standard of receiving university education was the one that several had masters and doctoral degrees. In this regard, Liu Kunlun could not catch up with him, so he could only find another way.

"What are you good at?" Li Ming asked this sentence clearly. I'm afraid no one knows the person sitting opposite him better than him. He memorized Liu Kunlun's deeds over the years and asked psychologists to conduct detailed analysis and evaluation. He recalled the collapse expression of the psychoanalyst after reading Liu Kunlun's resume, and only gave him four of them: "Tough."

This means that after so many ups and downs, Liu Kunlun has become extremely tough after his life and death tests, and almost nothing can defeat him. At this point, Liu Kunlun is far ahead and left other competitors far in the sky.

"I'm good at fighting." Liu Kunlun swallowed a piece of beef. He didn't think Formosa King Pin is better than the beef made by Chunlei. After thinking about it, he added: "I'm also good at riding motorcycles."

Li Ming gave a thumbs up: "Not bad."

What are the skills of fighting and riding motorcycles? This is not a chaotic world of heroes. Street fights that can play jungle can't beat a world boxing champion. This matter has to be summarized.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Li Ming thought of a new growth point: "What do you want to do the most?"

"I want to cure my mother's illness the most."

"This doesn't count, it's a passive goal, it's an active one."

"I want to take revenge, find the one who harmed me, and let them taste the fear I had suffered, and the one who killed Luo Xiaoqiao must die, that's it."

"This is not impossible, but after killing the enemy, you still have decades to live, so you have to do something. Don't tell me that you have to open a noodle shop, that's not your life."

Liu Kunlun fell into thinking about what kind of life he wanted. When he was a child, all he wanted was a toy and a full meal. When he grew up, he wanted to go to the city and find a decent job, get rid of the fate of picking up garbage, and not live in a foul environment. After these goals were achieved, he wanted to make more money, find a girlfriend, build a house for his family, buy a new motorcycle, and buy a car. It can be said that he has never had a clear life goal, just to be better.

"Brother Li, then what is your life goal?" Liu Kunlun asked back.

Li Ming was speechless. He could understand Liu Kunlun's thoughts because he also came step by step from the bottom. Many people tried their best just to live. Every day when they woke up, they would run around for the day of chewing valleys, mortgages for houses, and children's studies. They would not have the extra energy to think about their life goals.

"One hundred billion, my goal is to assist you in getting 100 billion and be your butler." Li Ming said with a smile.

The topic of life goals is a bit big, and I can't find the answer for a while. Liu Kunlun thought that Li Ming once mentioned Wang Huayun's ups and downs in life, so he asked.

"Your father is not easy for this life." Li Ming sighed, "He has suffered more than you."

In Li Ming's emotional description, Liu Kunlun knew Wang Huayun's history in a flash. Wang Huayun was not called this first. Originally, he was named Nan Peichen, a famous family in the Nan family. His ancestors had six Jinshi in the Qing Dynasty alone. Nan Peichen was born in 1924 and dropped out of Southwest Associated University. During his college years, he joined the Flying Tigers as an interpreter. He then received pilot training and became a member of the Flying Tigers. He fought fiercely with the Japanese invaders in the air. After victory in the War of Resistance Against Japan, he resolutely retired and transferred to university to teach. After liberation, he entered the CPPCC as a democratic party. In the 1960s, the Nan family was defeated, and Nan Peichen was sentenced to life imprisonment. He served more than ten years in Qinghai Farm. He was rehabilitated in the late 1970s, and went to Hong Kong to start a new life in the early 1980s.

"Then why did he change his name and surname?" Liu Kunlun was very curious about this. A real man should not change his name or change his surname. It would be fine if he changed his name, but he had to change his surname.

Li Ming said: "A person has only been decades in his life. There is nothing to be able to see it openly. The boss changed his name mainly to inherit the inheritance. He had a relative in Hong Kong and left all the inheritance to him. The condition was to change his surname to Wang. As for the name Huayun, it was a name that he asked for by his master. It is said that he is very lucky."

Liu Kunlun was speechless. The pilot of the pride of heaven became a charity who changed his name for his fortune. It seems that the more than ten years of prison life in Qinghai really changed him a lot.

"Don't underestimate your father. His business and political acumen are first-class. He is the kind of person who truly sees through life but still loves life. He is open-minded and generous, unconventional, and able to serve him is my lifelong glory. I hope the next target to serve you is Liu Kunlun." Li Ming bowed seriously.

Liu Kunlun calculated silently. If Wang Huayun was born in 1924, he was now in his early 80s. No wonder he wanted to find an heir. In other words, his father was already sixty years old when he was born, so he felt strange no matter how he thought about it.

During the half meal, Li Ming had already developed a general strategy. First of all, this matter was too urgent. He couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry and could not make it too explicit. After following the big boss for ten years, he also understood some rules. The big boss didn't like others to randomly understand the intentions, but if you don't try to understand and cater to him, he was still unhappy. This is the art of serving leaders, and it is a very profound science.

"Let's do this, you go to college to make up for the lessons first, not to learn specific things, but to educate and make the bookish spirit stronger." Li Ming thought for a moment, "Just get a emba, and this knowledge can be used in the future."

"What is emba?" Liu Kunlun was confused.

"It's a senior management staff with a master's degree in business administration. The best in China is the Guanghua School of Management at Peking University. But that's too high-profile. The School of Business Administration of Jinjiang University also held this course. I'll contact you." Li Ming is still familiar with this. He is very confident, but Liu Kunlun doesn't buy it.

"I haven't even attended middle school. I'm afraid I can't keep up with the courses. Why would you let me go to high school?"

"Emba has any problem that cannot keep up. It's all senior executives who go to gilt to get a connection. As long as the tuition is paid, you can get your graduation certificate."

"I don't have experience in corporate management, and I don't have much to talk about with people from the same level as me. I can't learn from this."

Li Ming suddenly felt that he could not beat or scold his son who was not motivated, so he could only continue to persuade him with great sincerity.

"Ancestors, let's forget about high school, why don't we take a step back and will you be able to go to college?"

"University..." Liu Kunlun suddenly remembered his days at Dunhuang. Su Rongmao said that after the New Year, Su Qing should go to college. He contacted Jiangdong University, the best Jiangdong University in the province. If Dunhuang did not fall and the Su family did not have any accidents, Su Qing would be a junior now.

"Okay, I'm willing to go to school, go to Jiangda." Liu Kunlun said, silently saying in his heart, Su Qing, I'm going to go to school for you.

Suddenly he thought about going to school, who would take care of the noodle shop, and who would pay for his mother's medical expenses, so he asked Li Ming.
Chapter completed!