Six hundred and twenty seventh internal cause
Ding Jian smiled with full of malice: "You can't really have that kind of relationship with Lu Fengying, right? That kind of scene... just thinking about it is terrifying."
Seeing that the time was almost up, Hu Pingtao finally came up with the explanation he had been preparing for a long time, which was also the most reasonable explanation he felt for Yuzi: "Cao Xiaole, this abnormal relationship between you and Lu Fengying...is it her?
Seize some of your weaknesses and threaten you?"
At this point, Cao Xiaole's psychological defense completely collapsed.
He put his head in his hands and sat on the chair without saying a word, with a painful expression on his face.
"It's not my fault...Really, I didn't think of doing this at first!"
"It's all what Lu Fengying asked me to do. She gave me the idea. She keeps forcing me."
"I, I really can't help it!"
Hu Pingtao looked indifferent. He had seen similar scenes too many times. When almost every criminal suspect couldn't hide the truth, he would burst into tears and try his best to defend himself. This is human nature and is not surprising.
He handed a cigarette to Ding Jian, who took it and opened the lighter and lit it. The two of them smoked slowly. When Cao Xiaole had almost vented his emotions, Hu Pingtao opened his mouth and said: "Tell me! Let's start from the beginning.
, don’t miss a word.”
Cao Xiaole no longer had any hidden thoughts in his heart. He raised his head with a haggard expression: "I did meet Lu Fengying at the real estate agency. At that time, she..."
"Wait a minute." Hu Pingtao interrupted: "Everything has its own order. After you graduated from college, your father paved the way for you and signed up for you in the oil company. You must start from
Let’s talk about what happened at that time.”
Ding Jian also echoed the assist: "We are all helping you. But if you don't explain the situation honestly, we can't help even if we want to!"
Cao Xiaole said "Hey" with a bitter look on his face: "Actually...that thing is also my fault. I thought everything too well."
"I have a high school classmate who failed the college entrance examination. He was very stubborn. His test scores were not low, but they were about ten points lower than the first class. He felt that he had to pass the first class no matter what, so even though
At that time, he had been admitted to the second college, but he didn't go, and then he repeated his studies, determined to get into one."
"The second year he passed the first-level exam, but his score was only six points higher than the first-level exam, so he could only get into the bottom one. Furthermore, when he filled out his application, he had a very high vision, either 985 or 211.
So when the scores were announced, he was very disappointed and decided to continue repeating the exam."
"Actually, re-study is really boring in my opinion. The third year of high school is very scary. It is no exaggeration to say that it is all year round, soaking in various test papers all day long, and doing a lot of
Question. As time goes by, the string in my brain really cannot be stretched, and it might break at some point. I gritted my teeth and persevered. So my classmate repeated the class for three consecutive years, even if he wanted to take higher classes.
It’s a good university, but after so many years, my whole mental state has become very bad.”
"When I was a freshman, I went home for the holidays during my sophomore year, and all my old classmates invited me to hang out. We had dinner, sang songs, etc. Well... let me explain, my parents have always thought that I am withdrawn, but in fact I am not.
so."
"When I was in high school, there were several girls in my class who liked me and wrote little notes to me. At that time, I thought the college entrance examination was important, so I ignored them all. But I didn't know what those girls liked about me, or whether they should continue.
I wrote it, secretly threw it into my desk, and stuffed it into my schoolbag. Later, I felt annoyed, so I gave the note to the teacher..."
Ding Jian opened his eyes wide, with an incredulous expression on his face: "No! Can you do such a thing?"
Cao Xiaole was very embarrassed and said in a very low voice: "I didn't understand anything at that time, and teachers and parents didn't allow me to fall in love. It's said that early love is very harmful... I was focused on studying to prepare for the college entrance examination, and I had almost zero knowledge of people and worldly things.
Moreover, the polarization of students in the third year of high school is very serious, especially in the eyes of teachers. Students with good grades can be said to have no stain, as long as they score high in every test. As for the other things... they handle it together with their parents, I don't have to worry about anything.
.”
Hu Pingtao found it interesting and asked: "What about the girls who handed you the note? How did the school deal with it later?"
Cao Xiaole replied: "Same, it also depends on grades and daily performance. Teachers who learn well will teach them a few words in private, and then call their parents or make an appointment. I guess they were just playing around with me, and later there were
One was admitted to Nankai University, and the other went to Hong Kong University."
"As for those who can't learn well, it's troublesome. There are two people. The teacher thinks that they are just causing trouble. They can't learn well and will affect others, so they are placed at the end of the classroom... because they have been divided into classes at that time and want to kick them out.
You can’t even kick people away.”
"Now that I think about it, I regret it. There was a girl who was very beautiful and had a good figure. If I had followed the note and secretly benefited from her, maybe things like what happened later would not have happened."
"When I went to college, I realized that it was really difficult to find a girl who I liked and who also liked me."
Ding Jian didn't quite understand this: "You passed the 985 exam, why did you say it was difficult?"
Cao Xiaole explained: "I have a rather withdrawn temperament. My mother has always watched my studies since I was a child. I don't know anything about music, art and other talents. During the freshman orientation party, the counselor asked the freshmen to sign up for a program, and the whole class
I'm the only one who didn't report anything. I just sent it now
Now, leaving school and entering the society... University is also considered society, and good academic performance is nothing. Let’s talk about the class I was in! There were twenty-two people in the class, and only one-third of them had higher college entrance examination scores than me.
Second, one of them was even the top scorer in the college entrance examination in his state."
"At that time, I desperately wanted to find a girlfriend, but I had no chance. College girls are very realistic. Even if you rank first in all subjects, others may not look down on you. Especially those beautiful girls, who are just
It depends on whether your family has connections, whether your parents are officials, whether your family has money... I
I have some advantages in this aspect, but the popularity is overwhelming. There are too many rich students in the school. My family gives me tens of thousands of dollars a month for living expenses. My mother gave me 4,000 dollars, which is considered an upper-middle level.
, but if you really find a girlfriend, this little money will be gone in half a month at most."
Hu Pingtao asked slowly: "In other words, after you went to college, your personality has actually changed a lot from that in high school, but your family didn't know?"
"Yes." Cao Xiaole nodded: "There is actually nothing to say about this kind of thing. In addition, my father is a very strong man and he wants me to listen to him on many things. I find it annoying. Regarding women's issues,
There was no way I could talk to him or tell my mother."
Hu Pingtao nodded: "Did your concept of money change when you were in college?"
Cao Xiaole sighed: "I told my mother that I wanted 6,000 yuan a month. My mother didn't agree."
Ding Jian frowned and asked: "Four thousand a month is already a lot. Not to mention you are still a student, even if you go out to work, many people can get three thousand a month, which is very good."
Cao Xiaole smiled bitterly and said: "There are two types of girls in college, one is pretty, and the other is average-looking, or even ugly. Pretty girls are chased by many people, and I only earn 4,000 yuan a month.
It’s not enough to live frugally! Let’s just say festival! Go out to play, buy flowers, treat guests to dinner, give small gifts, and watch a movie
, shopping... two or three thousand yuan was spent inexplicably. Normally, you need to eat on a date. If you two become friends, then the other party may understand you and just find a small restaurant. But if you are beautiful,
, the kind that ranks high in the school, whether the other party is willing to come out depends on how much money you have in your pocket."
"They often go to Western restaurants, and the only gifts they have are brand-name bags and cosmetics."
Hu Pingtao shook his head when he heard this: "You just gave a general overview. There are indeed materialistic girls, but they are not as many as you said, and they are not as serious."
"Maybe!" Cao Xiaole did not deny: "But this is all I know. There are still many girls who are just hanging on to the boys they pursue, stepping on several boats at the same time, and break up directly after graduation... Sometimes I envy them.
College is really colorful, and you can save a lot of money, and when you graduate and get a job, you will be able to get the first pot of gold in your life."
Hu Pingtao asked while analyzing: "So you have other ideas about your house and money?"
Cao Xiaole said frankly: "I know the situation at home very well. It is more than better than the above. There are three houses in my parents' hands, and there is one with the largest area. My name is written on the real estate certificate. The houses in the provincial capital are far inferior to those in the first-tier cities.
It’s so valuable, but as for my set, it can be sold for at least two million.”
"College students are different from high school students. They advocate self-employment. When I was a junior, a classmate of mine started a project to do education and training. There were two models, peer-to-peer and online teaching. At that time, he made an appointment with me
Let’s do it together, and it was said that each person would invest 50,000 yuan as a start-up capital. I was very excited after hearing this, and I also did a detailed market survey. This project can be done, and it can be profitable in a short time.”
"During the summer vacation, I went home and told my parents about this. They were firmly opposed to it...especially my dad. He would definitely put his hat on and tell me to study hard and not think about doing evil things. He also said that he had already
A workplace has been arranged for me, and I will go directly to work after graduation."
Ding Jian touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Actually, you can't blame your parents. Their ideas cannot be said to be wrong. After all, it sounds good for college students to start their own businesses, but many projects cannot withstand scrutiny.
The attempt failed. A small start-up worth 100,000 yuan...I admit that there are indeed successful people, but not many. Looking at the overall proportion, they are in the minority."
Cao Xiaole said angrily: "Their reasons are the same as yours. I begged hard because I had to actually operate this project myself and be responsible. Fifty thousand yuan is really not much in my opinion, especially after
Judging from our family situation, it only accounts for a small part of the savings."
"My mother likes to go shopping when she has nothing to do. None of the clothes in her wardrobe sell for less than 2,000. She invests at least tens of thousands in cosmetics a year, and she also has brand-name bags at home.
Several."
"My dad usually likes to drink. If the wine given to him is not a very expensive brand, he will not appreciate it at all. He also spends his own money to buy it. He buys at least two bottles of Maotai every year, which he drinks by himself and entertains his friends.
The standards are also high. In his own words - wines priced below RMB 800 a bottle will not be served at all."
"I just don't understand. They eat and drink a lot and spend whatever they want. Why are they unwilling to invest a mere 50,000 yuan?"
Hearing this, Hu Pingtao interrupted Cao Xiaole: "That's what you said. Your parents usually go to work and have free control over their salary. It is indeed up to them to decide how much they can give you. It cannot be said that you can give it to you as much as you want.
How much to give."
"But that's my chance!" Cao Xiaole insisted: "I am their only son. They also prepared a house in advance. In this case, it means that I also have control over the family's money. Besides, I don't want much.
, just fifty thousand yuan.”
Hu Pingtao felt that there was something in Cao Xiaole's words and asked: "You mean, the education and training project conducted by your classmate was successful?"
"Of course!" Cao Xiaole got angry when he mentioned this: "Although there are many education and training institutions in the society now, our project is mainly based on college students, providing direct one-on-one tutoring to children. The school has a network
Platform, 985 University is the best quality assurance, so many parents prefer our side."
"I couldn't get any money from my parents, so my classmate found another partner. By the time I graduated, his company had made more than 800,000 yuan. Then it became bigger and bigger... Last year we started a business on WeChat
When we chatted online, he said that his net worth now exceeds tens of millions, and his monthly income is also very high. He repeatedly said that if I had worked together as a partner, now..."
Cao Xiaole shook his head, feeling that he really couldn't say the next words.
Hu Pingtao waited patiently until his mood improved slightly, then asked seriously: "So you have always complained about your parents?"
Cao Xiaole asked back: "No matter who it is, I can't let it go! Think about it, I had a chance to prove myself, and I could become a successful person. But because of my parents' stubbornness,
The opportunity in front of me is gone."
Ding Jian asked: "Then why don't you go to work in your father's company? The oil company is a good company."
"This..." Cao Xiaole suddenly became a little embarrassed. He obviously had strong resistance and resistance to this topic.
Seeing this, Hu Pingtao said seriously: "I have already said that now we are not dealing with your family dispute, but investigating the case."
Chapter completed!