Regarding the childish problem of Liu Kunlun, Li Mingbao chuckled: "Mr. Kun, you have to get used to one thing, that is, there is nothing that cannot be done in the world. The way of thinking in the past was backward. Now you are more rich than the whole country, no, than the 99.99% of the people in the world. Rich people and poor people, although they look similar on the surface, are actually two kinds of creatures. What I said is a bit exaggerated, and you will understand sooner or later."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? I'll ask you what's going on at the airport!" Liu Kunlun was very angry, and Li Ming quickly put away his teaching mind and explained that this airport was an air force terminal left in the 1950s. Now it is not even a combat readiness airport. The Military Commission has the intention to transfer some abandoned land in downtown areas to the local area. We have the information advantage, not to influence the military's dispatch arrangements.

"This is almost the same." Liu Kunlun turned cloudy and sunny, "Prepare a car for me, I have to go back to Ori."

"I live in Beijing well. I haven't started to play officially yet, so why did I go back?" Li Ming was puzzled.

Liu Kunlun said: "Wealth and honor will not return to our hometown, like embroidered clothes walking at night. Who knows it?"

Li Ming smiled and said, "Young Master Kun is OK. He is so good at reading. He has read a lot of books. This is the origin of the night trip in brocade clothes. However, there is another saying that you don't go to your relatives if you are poor, and you don't return home if you are rich, which makes some sense."

Liu Kunlun said: "My allusion comes from the original Xiang Yu's official scripture. There is another passage later. The speaker said: "People say that people in Chu are basking in monkeys and ears, and it turns out." King Xiang heard it and cooked the speaker."

Li Ming laughed: "Okay, I'll make arrangements for you right away. Our special plane is still in the *, so I'm sorry, you can go to the first class of civil aviation first."

...

After graduating from university, Jian Ai did not continue to study for graduate school, but chose to travel to Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen. The first stop was Beijing, the heart of the motherland. She majored in finance at the School of Economics of Yunnan University. Although the school is not bad, it is not easy to find a financial-related job in Beijing. She spent a while, but she did not have enough money and fell into the basement. However, these hardships are nothing for a person who hiked through Tibet.

The autumn wind was rising and the weather was getting colder. Jian Ai used his only money to buy a pancake at the entrance of the alley. He stood by the roadside and ate it, staring at the empty drink bottle left by passers-by, wondering if he would pick up a piece of junk and sell some money. Suddenly his phone rang, which was a fixed number from Beijing.

"Is it Miss Jian Ai? This is Kunlun Wealth... We are an investment bank. When we see your resume, we want to invite you to join..."

"I haven't sent you a resume." Jian Ai was confused, but he was still willing to look at the address he said, what if something miracle happened.

Kunlun Fortune’s office is the Guomao Building, a place where white-collar workers gather. Jian Ai was wearing a windbreaker and walked in a crowd of suits and tie in disguise. She found a company with Kunlun Fortune’s bronze medal hanging in front of her door, and stopped to watch first. There were two girls with nine points of appearance standing at the front desk, which didn’t look like a leather bag company without capital.

"Is it Miss Jian Ai?" When the front desk saw Jian Ai, who was protruding his head, he actually came out to welcome her in, took her to the reception room, served coffee, and after waiting for a while, Liu Kunlun walked in.

"It's you." Jian Ai suddenly realized.

"You studied finance? Have you learned accounting?" Liu Kunlun was wearing a navy suit and meticulous tie. He had long lost his decadent and desperate look back, and he looked proud and full of spirit.

"Yes, I majored in finance, of course I studied accounting." Jane Ai replied.

"Be an accountant, take care of my money for me, my monthly salary is 28,000 yuan, I will take care of the five insurances and one fund. I will start working today, and I will buy clothes for body noodles to change them, and use them for administrative reimbursement." Liu Kunlun put his hands on his hips and was arrogant. He originally learned this style from Brother Kang, but now he has become a master.

"I don't have money to buy clothes, so I'll prepay it first." Jian Ai couldn't help but say.

"Feng Yuan, give her 30,000 yuan." Liu Kunlun shouted outside.

This is Liu Kunlun's office in Beijing. He holds several positions. He is not only an independent director of Jianghang, but also an investment company under his jurisdiction. He has hundreds of millions of idle funds and is just joking around. These days, he has met some customers introduced by various relationships. He just had a meal with Jia Yueting yesterday and has to see Lei Jun tomorrow.

However, Liu Kunlun didn't understand these things. He was not interested in the complete ecosystem of platform content terminal applications that Jia Yueting mentioned. He was more willing to invest in trustworthy people. In Liu Kunlun's values, people are more important than things.

Back at his big office, Liu Kunlun took out a business card from the drawer with Ji Yuqian's number on it, and he called it.

"Ji Yuqian, I, Liu Kunlun, still remember me? Now I need your help if I have something to do."

After receiving a positive answer, Liu Kunlun said again: "I have hundreds of millions of spare money, can you help me spend it?"

...

Liu Kunlun was a little unhappy, that is, he had to use the name Wang Haikun when he enjoyed the pleasure brought by wealth. Even Li Ming's name changed from Kunlun to Kun Shao. In the airport VIP room service staff also called himself Mr. Wang. "Wang Haikun" is the independent director of Jiangdong Airlines and is a passenger of the airline. He will not take off without boarding the plane. He can take off first on the plane and flights on the plane.

The first class of this plane was included in the first class by Kun Shao and his team. VIP boarded the plane first. The captain led all personnel to line up to greet him. Liu Kunlun discovered that Li Ming had prepared for him. The plane was actually Xuan Donghui on duty, but she was responsible for economy class rather than first class, which required higher qualifications.

"I want this flight attendant to serve me." Liu Kunlun pointed at Xuan Donghui and said.

Under the envious eyes of everyone, Xuan Donghui was temporarily transferred to the first class cabin with a complacent attitude and forced herself to show off her attitude. She served the company's senior executives. The other flight attendants were so envious that they thought that this girl was lucky enough to be taken by an independent director.

Along the way, Liu Kunlun and his team drank all the drinks in the first class cabin and entered the cockpit for inspection. They wanted to play a guest role, but were forced to drag back by Li Ming and Xuan Donghui. The wine was too heavy, and they even had a quick gun with Xuan Donghui in the bathroom of the plane.

When getting off the plane, the sun was shining brightly in the river. Liu Kunlun was walking on the VIP passage, huddling in front and behind, arrogant and arrogant. The feeling of being rich was indeed extraordinary. He began to understand Li Ming's words.

Liu Kunlun returned to his hometown to show off his appearance. The two houses of Jinying International were originally rented, but now they have bought them in full. He bought a single house of 600 square meters in Zizhulin Villa. He planned to bring his elder sister, second sister and third sister to live with his mother. As for Cuizhai Village, he also wanted to go back. He wanted to let the neighbors see what Liu Jinshan's son is doing.

The first wine was eaten in the barbecue city, and all the friends came. Liu Kunlun was drunk like stars, and he only remembered to praise Haikou and satisfy everyone's wishes.

"Zang Hai, I'll open a barbecue restaurant for you! There are 300 seats!"

"Ziyu, I'll give you a car!"

"Mr. Lu, don't you want to get the land? I'll arrange it!"

"After the hindsight, my old brother Ma, I'll hand me over your son's school work!"

"Sister Gao, if my big brother-in-law doesn't do it properly, I'll help you break his three legs!"

"Feng Yuan, I...I will help you find a boyfriend."

When he woke up at midnight, Liu Kunlun woke up much more. He turned on the light and found traces of someone lying by his side and a long hair. He still couldn't remember who had slept.

Damn, the rabbit doesn't eat grass by the nest. If Feng Yuan and Jian Aike sleep, it will be bad. Liu Kunlun was secretly upset. Thinking of his own Hu Tian and Hu Tian these days, I recalled the past, and he felt like a different world. He quietly got up, dressed downstairs, and there were several taxis on the floor downstairs of Golden Eagle International all year round, but he didn't take a taxi, so he walked all the way to the Huaijiang Bridge.

The wind was cold and the bridge was still there. It had been almost two years since he tried to commit suicide. Liu Kunlun once again stood there and lit a cigarette, feeling a little confused. All this was not obtained by his own efforts. He was just pushed forward by fate.

"Comrade..." A familiar voice came from behind. Liu Kunlun turned around and both of them were stunned. They remembered each other that winter night. The former little armed police soldier had become much more mature, and Liu Kunlun also changed from a disabled person to a healthy person.

"My name is Qiao Liang, and I am a soldier who guards the bridge." The little soldier introduced himself, "I am about to be discharged from the army, so you must work hard too."

After a brief conversation, Liu Kunlun went back. No matter how fate was arranged, he just needed to follow his heart, repay his kindness and revenge and live up to his life.

The next day, Liu Kunlun made a big scene and summoned brothers from all over the city to call him. Whether driving or riding a motorcycle, hundreds of people passed by the Huaijiang Bridge. When passing by the armed police post guarding the bridge, everyone slowed down, whistled the double flash whistle, and the banner was shown: Salute to Comrade Qiao Liang!

Qiao Liang stood attentively and returned the gift. He didn't know what the person was last night, but he had been on this bridge for two years, which was the best reward for him.

...

Feng Yuan was very depressed. That night, Liu Kunlun got drunk and was pushed down by him when he served him to bed. He didn't know who he thought of as... Liu Kunlun was very physically strong, ten times stronger than Lin Feng. Feng Yuan was a young girl. She has been single since her breakup and has needs in this regard. However, the boss is the boss after all, and the relationship is not pure.

Moreover, this matter was a silence. Liu Kunlun seemed to have forgotten this and she couldn't take the initiative to mention it. Feng Yuan was in a dilemma and sat in front of the computer and sighed. Suddenly an email came in, and her heart was beating wildly. This email was the mysterious person who entrusted herself to monitor Liu Kunlun.

The email content asked Feng Yuan to provide Liu Kunlun's blood sample, and the other party promised a reward of 200,000 yuan, and vaguely threatened that if he did not cooperate or played the trick of changing the prince, he would kill Feng Yuan's whole family.
Chapter completed!