Chapter 188: Friendship with Classmates (4)
Chapter 188: Friendship with Classmates (4)
(4) The fate of heaven
When Xiaoli sued me that the loss-making stock they borrowed was the original Yunda Technology, that stock had been suspended for half a year! I was secretly amused in my heart, even if I sued me before the suspension, I didn't necessarily bet how much money to bet on, a rare bull market, not to chase the rise and kill the fall, but to see the market value unchanged for half a year, even if I was not laughed to death by Lao Liang, I would die in a hurry!
This makes me secretly glad that I retired early and was freed from the work of transforming people's souls. Because no matter how many things a person has gone through and how much aura she has on her body, her essence will not change, just like Xiaoli, she will still start from the people around her, design traps and wait for you to drill them yourself. The trap is obvious, you are stupid when you are fooled, and you have to thank her for teaching you a lesson if you are not fooled. Want to transform her soul? Haha, I'm afraid that the soldiers she led in the army have learned her way of behaving in the world!
Stepping on the corpse of the enemy and adding officials to the knight, there is no enemy to create zĂ o enemies to fight. The secret promotion of betraying a friend to make a fortune has to be reported if there is no secret fabrication.
She doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with her at all, in "Strange Things Only During the Olympics", she wants Olympic tickets, and she has to set her own time to collect tickets, and she asks her to pick up them at 7 o'clock in the evening, and says: "I want to watch a show at night, but I don't want tickets!" is also Xiaoli's friend, look, even friends are a virtuous, self-respecting look.
We can't choose our parents, and we can't choose our classmates, and sometimes we really have to stay away from our classmates and avoid class reunions like our predecessors. However, like Lao Liang, his classmates thought he died in 1989, which was too extreme.
In 1989, I received a letter from a friend who was said to be doing well, some were rich, and some were officials. But I guess if you didn't contact me, you probably wouldn't have appeared at the class reunion, right? Maybe the envelope with the words "Down with the official!" is really a must-write, right?
Originally, after graduation, we could have a good position, a house allocation, a 22-level salary, and a year later, we would be promoted to a higher level every three years. So the day we step on the threshold of university, we can dream of returning to the future. But people are not as good as heaven, who would have thought that in the end, even the graduation thesis defense was canceled, and each of them hugged their heads and ran away?