In the family building of Furi University, Lu Yiming knocked on the door of No. 312 with two bottles of wine and a load of milk.

A middle-aged woman's voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

Immediately afterwards, the door opened, and an aunt was wearing an apron, seemingly preparing to cook.

Lu Yiming came forward to say hello very politely: "Hello, is Professor Long at home? I am his student, and my name is Lu Yiming."

The aunt was quite enthusiastic. She smiled kindly and said, "He was called to the school for a meeting today. He will probably be back soon. You can come in and sit down first."

"Thanks."

Lu Yiming handed over the things he bought and said, "It's my first time here and I don't know what to buy. I hope my wife won't dislike it."

"Young people are really polite. Why are you so polite? Come and sit at home when you have time. You don't have to buy anything."

"Your name is Lu Yiming, right? I seem to have heard Lao Long mention you. He said you were his favorite disciple."

"Ah, really? Professor Long also mentioned me, that's really an honor."

"I'll give you a cup of tea...you drink tea, right?"

"drink."

"Then you sit down for a while and watch TV. I'll wash some fruits."

"Don't bother me, Master. I'll just have a cup of tea."

"Don't be so formal. Just treat it like your own home. Let's have dinner here. I just bought a fish."

"No, Master, you are so polite."

After a while, Long Qiquan came back. When he saw Lu Yiming drinking tea leisurely in his living room, he was instantly angry. When he stepped forward, he didn't give him a good look: "Well, Lu Yiming, things are going crazy outside.

Oh, you’re actually hiding in my house drinking tea?”

Long Qiquan's voice startled Lu Yiming. He hurriedly stood up and put on a well-behaved and obedient posture: "Ah, Professor Long, you are back."

Long Qiquan hummed and said, "If I don't come back, I will be annoyed to death. You guys really don't let me worry about it on weekends."

Lu Yiming was very depressed: "Professor Long, where did you start with these words? The school invited you to come over for a meeting. Could it be that you are holding a meeting to criticize me?"

"What if?"

When he thought of what happened today, Long Qiquan said angrily: "Because of what you did, all the scientific research institutes have come to the school to make trouble, just like the six major sects besieging Guangmingding. This is not the case.

This is the first time since the school, you can be regarded as a pioneer in the history of this school."

When Lu Yiming heard that it turned out to be the case, he was not ashamed, but proud of it. He said cheerfully: "Professor Long is so complimentary, so so complimentary."

Long Qiquan rolled his eyes at Lu Yiming and said angrily: "Do you think I'm complimenting you like this?"

Then, he sat down on the sofa and looked at Lu Yiming: "It's time to stop. If you keep digging like this, Principal Wang and I will be unable to stand it, and your reputation is ruined in the academic circle, you know?

"

Nowadays, the top universities in Zhonghai are very dissatisfied. The main reason is that a guy like Lu Yiming, who has no martial ethics, uses money to test the "conscience" of intellectuals. He directly puts money and real estate in front of them. Which one should I ask?

Can intellectuals withstand this test?

Lu Yiming looked depressed: "They want the cows to run away but don't let them eat grass. I'll give them some grass..."

Before he finished speaking, Long Qiquan glared at him fiercely, and he had to swallow the next words back in his stomach and said: "Okay, I won't dig for the time being, that's all. I'll call right now

Let the company cancel all recruitment."

When Long Qiquan heard this, he immediately felt a dull pain in his back molars: "For now? In other words, there is still a possibility of digging in the future?"

Lu Yiming said unceremoniously: "Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? In fact, most of the people who should be poached have been poached, and I don't like the remaining stinky fish and rotten shrimps."

"You kid, you are so rude when you say something."

Long Qiquan smiled and scolded: "Be careful if this word spreads and you will be yelled at and beaten by everyone."

Old God Lu Yiming said on the ground: "There are only two of us here now. I can't go out and say it by myself, so..."

Long Qiquan couldn't help but glare at Lu Yiming: "You guy, you're going to join my army, right?"

Lu Yiming didn't pay much attention to Long Qiquan's worries and reminders: "If they don't like me, how can they not like money? It's great, just donate a few more times. I don't rely on fancy means to make friends.

, just rely on hundreds of millions of people."

These words left Long Qiquan speechless.

Yes, how many people in this world dare to say in their conscience that they don’t like money?

The two then talked about some issues about distributed cloud storage, such as the dpdk technology released by Intel. Outsiders only found it obscure and difficult to understand, but Long Qiquan listened with great interest. Before he knew it, it was evening.

.

Seeing that it was almost dark, Lu Yiming stood up and said goodbye.

After returning to the dormitory, Lu Yiming saw Wang Dazhuang lying on the bed with a hopeless expression. He was immediately surprised and looked at Ni Cong next to him: "Hey, A Cong, what's going on with Dazhuang? It's only six o'clock now.

, Aren’t you just going to sleep?”

When Ni Cong, who was reading a book, heard this, he immediately turned around and stuck half of his head out, answering the question for Wang Dazhuang: "This afternoon, I accompanied him to confess to Wu Mengmeng."

As soon as he heard this, Lu Yiming immediately understood and said with a smile: "So is this the good guy card?"

"you do not say."

Ni Cong, who had witnessed the whole process, felt the same way at this time and rarely used his poisonous tongue.

Lu Yiming laughed and said: "Lost in love, what's the big deal? Come on, I'll treat you to a drink. Let's get drunk and solve all our worries!"

After saying that, he pulled Wang Dazhuang out of bed, then called Ni Cong and Chen Chusheng, and went to the barbecue street at the back door of the school.

At the barbecue stall, Lu Yiming ordered a lot of things and said: "Eating is the best way to relieve pain. It's normal for young people to encounter some setbacks. Come on, don't say anything, buddy.

One goes first."

Wang Dazhuang took the beer and poured it into his stomach. In the blink of an eye, he drank a bottle of beer.

Lu Yiming quickly dissuaded him: "Don't just drink, eat some meat too."

Wang Dazhuang's eyes were red: "Don't worry, I feel uncomfortable now and I just want to get drunk!"

Lu Yiming shook his head: "Well, you have to follow the basic rules when you're drunk. If you just drink alcohol and don't eat meat, won't your happiness be reduced by half? If you drink like this, you'll feel uncomfortable in your heart, stomach, and liver.

...Why bother? Come, eat some oysters and replenish yourself."

Ni Cong smiled and brought a chicken drumstick and said: "I think it is better to eat chicken drumsticks. Eating oysters will make you unable to sleep at night."

With Lu Yiming and Ni Cong making jokes here, Wang Dazhuang was not so anxious when drinking. He patted his thigh and said: "Actually, I have long seen that Wu Mengmeng doesn't like me, but I just can't give in."

Lu Yiming smiled and hugged Wang Dazhuang's shoulders, with an expression of "I understand your pain": "I understand, I understand."

A person like Wang Dazhuang is a typical problem solver from a small town. He worked his way out of the countryside through hard work, and finally entered a big city, and even entered a top domestic school like Furi University. To say that he has no pride in his heart,

That's impossible.

But the cruelty of the world is that the class gap will always stand in front of you and defeat you in countless unexpected ways.

Just like Wang Dazhuang, he likes urban girls like Wu Mengmeng. Why?

Because Wu Mengmeng is young and beautiful, her clothes are fashionable, her eyes and smile all have a different kind of charm.

For Wang Dazhuang, who was born in a small place, girls like Wu Mengmeng have a fatal attraction and can satisfy all his fantasies about beauty.

It's a pity that for Wu Mengmeng, Wang Dazhuang was not within her range of mate selection from the beginning.

There is no other reason than that he is poor.

It seems that because of drinking, Wang Dazhuang dared to say what he couldn't say before: "She said we are not suitable... Haha, doesn't it mean that I have no money?"

"My parents work in township enterprises."

"The efficiency of the factory is not very good, and the salary is just enough to make a living."

"I have no money, but can you blame me?"

"My parents tried their best and gave me everything they could."

"I have grown up. If instead of bringing them a good life, I continue to deepen their suffering, that would be unfilial on my part..."

Wang Dazhuang still has a lot of backbone, and he did not choose to make his parents look fat just to pick up girls and make his parents pay for his willfulness.

Ni Cong patted his back and comforted him: "Okay, we don't have much money now, but we may not be able to make money in the future. Let her regret it then."

Chen Chusheng rarely spoke, and encouraged Wang Dazhuang: "Study hard now, and when you graduate, you will be able to find a good job, and making money will be a matter of course."

However, at this moment, Lu Yiming made a surprising statement: "Don't you just want to make money? It's very simple. Why wait until after graduation? There are a lot of opportunities right now."

People in the dormitory now know that Lu Yiming is rich, so they take his opinion very seriously.

Wang Dazhuang raised his head to look at Lu Yiming and asked, "Do you have any idea?"

Lu Yiming smiled and said: "There must be a way, it just depends on whether you are willing to do it."

Wang Dazhuang said without hesitation: "As long as I can make money, I am willing to do any job!"

He had suffered enough from the hardships of poor life, and the rejection by Wu Mengmeng gave him a personal understanding of the meaning of money.

Don’t be sick if you have anything, don’t have money if you don’t have anything!
To be continued...