Although Wen Shuo people are not in Beijing, the company's affairs are steadily advancing. The professional decoration engineering design team discussed and discussed with Huang Qinzhi, Yanyun, Qu Yan, Lu Yuanchao and others. After discussion, they took out the new campus of Shuoyuan Network Technology Training School and the renovation and decoration design of the old building. Then, the decoration team entered the new campus.

Everything is going on in full swing.

According to the plan, it will definitely be completed before the winter vacation.

After the continuous investment of Shuoyuan Software Development Company, which led to relatively tight funds, it finally obtained a profit share of up to 30 million yuan, and the embarrassing capital situation quickly eased.

Moreover, it is expected that more equity dividends for the One Card System will be paid by the end of the year.

The most reliable development is Shuoyuan Fast Food Restaurant. The seventh branch is currently open next to a high school campus near the West Third Ring Road, next to two residential communities, and has a very good geographical location.

Therefore, Li Qin applied for a monthly bus card and took the bus from this store to that store every day to check the business and sales status, sanitation environment, etc.

The fat man, who was light and had nothing to do, lived in Gong Yigua's home more and more calmly.

Teaching disciples to cultivate mysteries is one of them. The most important thing is that Wen Shuo must keep the Gong Yi Gua and use silent urging to let Gong Yi Gua write out his experience, experience, and basic knowledge of fortune-making as soon as possible.

Because I have to take it away when I return to Beijing.

The time will be very tight in the future. I have to study and study a lot. The fat man feels that he really doesn’t have much time to waste on the long-distance travel.

As he promised, he did not deliberately make any requests for Gong Xiang's practice, nor did he urge him. He just gave Gong Xiang a summary of his written basic practice and asked him if he didn't understand.

The only strict thing is that he puts forward requirements for Gong Xiang, and academic performance is the top priority. If academic performance declines, he will stop teaching him to practice.

This made Gong Xiang, who was very fresh, feel particularly awkward.

He wished he could immerse himself in the process of practicing the mysterious method twenty-four hours a day, and then strive to make his cultivation deeper as soon as possible, break through the cultivation level in succession, and grow into a mysterious method master like Master.

But he is mature and knows very well that the study of cultural knowledge cannot tolerate laziness, and he cannot consciously achieve good grades. He can ignore it for a while, because learning is like sailing against the current. As long as he stops learning and even reduces his efforts, he will quickly show signs of decline.

At that time, I will make this master who seems lazy and ignores nothing but actually does what he says...

That would be more than worth the loss.

The experience of climbing Fengshan together that morning, especially Wen Shuo's deliberate psychological guidance and suggestion, coupled with the impression he created by his personal energy, was deeply imprinted in Gong Xiang's mind.

So much so that he had a deep awe of Wen Shuo.

On a drizzling morning.

Wen Shuo sat at the small table under the eaves, looking at Xiao Gongxiang who was boxing in the rain with a leisurely expression, and sometimes nodded with satisfaction.

At a young age, he taught him boxing every morning for just a few days. Gong Xiang, who has no foundation in martial arts, can actually play well. It is not easy. First, it is because of his personal talent, and his age is a body, and his muscles and bones are soft; second, Gong Xiang is really careful in this regard, observing carefully and studying carefully.

It doesn't matter if you are recognized, but the carriage is full of passengers and he is only four people.

The other two young men should be together, just in the upper and lower bunks opposite Wenshuo's bunks. They looked about thirty years old. After getting on the bus, they chatted for a few words, and the tallest one went to the upper bunk to sleep.

The man with a medium-tall and strong figure on the lower bunk bed cannot cover the wolf head tattoo exposed on his strong arms.

The guy shaved his hair and sat against the window, and kept sending text messages to chat with his cell phone, and grinning from time to time. After a while, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth habitually. He was on the ignition with the lighter, but hesitated for a moment, looked at Wen Shuo who was lying on the opposite side, then put the lighter away, continued to send a few text messages happily, and then went out to smoke.

Wen Shuo, who was carefully reading the fortune-telling overview, saw this scene from the corner of his eyes, thinking that this guy looked like a bastard, but he was quite abide by the rules.

When the train reached the next stop, another passenger came into the carriage.

He was an old man in his sixties who looked in his appearance. He was wearing casual sportswear and combed his gray and black hair into his back. He looked energetic.

The one who sent the old man was his children. His daughter looked in her thirties and was wearing a gray, fashionable uniform and short skirt. Her son was about thirty years old. She was wearing casual sportswear and a black short-sleeved T-shirt that was tightly supported by her strong muscles. Her little back was so handsome.

When I opened the car door and saw that there were already three passengers inside, the old man frowned and showed a little displeasure.

His son followed behind and first glanced at the young man opposite Wen Shuo who was sitting by the window playing with his phone and sending text messages. Then hesitated for a moment and stuffed the old man's suitcase under Wen Shuo's bed.

"Hey, brother." The young man kicked Wen Shuo's bunk and said, "You are taking the train to Beijing. Please give up the lower bunk, is that okay?"

Wen Shuo raised his eyelids, looked at the old man, then looked at the son who spoke with confidence, and the daughter who stood outside frowned as if everyone owed her money. He nodded, stood silently, picked up his backpack and threw it on the upper bunk, passed by the young man, stood by the door, raised his foot and stepped on the pedal, and prepared to climb to the upper bunk.

At this moment, the daughter standing outside the door frowned and said, "Wait, young man, don't sleep on the upper bunk at a young age, sit down there for a while."

"Why?" Wen Shuo was stunned.

"This..." the old man's daughter asked, "Where are you going?"

"The terminal, capital." Wen Shuo replied casually, feeling confused.

The old man's girlfriend frowned and showed an impatient look. She turned her head and looked at the tall and thin young man on the upper bunk on the other side, and said, "You can change positions with him."

Wen Shuo became increasingly puzzled: "Why?"

"Tsk..." The old man's daughter became more and more impatient and frowned: "You are so fat and sleeping on the old man is not safe. It's not a big trouble for you to change the bed with him."

As he spoke, the old man's daughter pointed to the upper bunk opposite him.

The guy sitting by the window sending text messages laughed out loud, leaned his head and looked up, then turned his head and continued to look at his phone with a smile.
Chapter completed!