Rebirth of the fighting nation's rich second generation

The other party strongly demanded that they change the depth of the buried pipeline from two meters to four meters on the basis of the original pipeline design drawings, and at the same time set up environmental protection monitoring stations every ten kilometers. .

Such conditions are obviously unbearable for Maxim. In Vladimir's view, their behavior is a complete robbery, even worse than the robbery. After all, once the robbers make a decision, as long as they meet They will not change their minds if they ask for it, but the other party will not keep their promises and go back on their promises.

The meeting was noisy and could only be postponed.

Maxim let out a long breath. In his opinion, he bought himself at least four days to find a countermeasure.

After the meeting ended, Maxim received a call, and all the people retreated to the sidelines knowingly.

Vladimir stood at the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the city of London. In the past, he would have stopped to appreciate the beauty of the city, just like admiring a beautiful woman; but right now he is in no mood, thinking The father's words just now resurfaced involuntarily. To be honest, it really hurt him.

Perhaps Rikirenko is right, a person's life is only a few decades, and these rich second generations are born with a golden key in their mouths. Instead of doing this, it is better to be chic and happy for a lifetime.

Thinking that Rikirenko should still be in London, Vladimir called him.

The two had a brief chat and made an appointment to meet in the evening. Rikirenko laughed wildly and wanted to open Vladimir's horizons and gain insights later.

Originally, Vladimir wanted Rikilenko to find more girls, but since there were many people in the group behind him, he could only hope that Rikilenko could understand his mood.

In a place like London, unable to use guns to release the pressure in his heart, Vladimir could only change the way of venting to alcohol and women.

Just after the call with Rikilenko, Boris walked over with a smile on his face and threw him a cigar.

Vladimir did not refuse, and took a deep breath after lighting it.

"Vladimir, I noticed you." Boris smiled slightly.

Vladimir knew the meaning of Boris' words, he didn't speak, just smiled.

"We may be old, and the future is your young people's world." Boris said slowly after taking a sip of his cigar, "Your father was a bit too arbitrary just now, and I really wanted you to speak. But you also know, I It's just a senior wage earner in your family."

Vladimir nodded: "I know, maybe my father still thinks I'm too naive."

"Sometimes, it has nothing to do with age. When your father was your age, he flew with a pilot for ten hours and gave the arms to a warlord who killed people in the Philippines. At that time, I It’s still his little brother, I feel incredible. But if you say that if you change to the current him, I guess he will not dare to go if he is still the same, so the spirit of daring to do things in young people is what we old men have. Lack of."

Seeing that Boris admired him a little, Vladimir no longer put on that cold face, but smiled a little.

Even though he knew his smile was forced.

"I'm far behind my father."

"Where is the difference, you just lack this opportunity. By the way, there is nothing wrong with what your father said just now. You are not from the company, so you have no right to speak. If you believe me, I can transfer your Pass the opinion on to your father."

At first, Vladimir had a good impression of Boris, but when he heard Boris said that he could convey his point of view, he suddenly became alert.

Although he does not have the right to speak in the company, he does not have the right to speak in front of Maxim. Instead of Boris conveying it, it is better to say it himself. Besides, even if Boris told his father seriously According to his father's character, Vladimir may not believe his own thoughts.

But he didn't want to offend Boris, so he simply said, "Actually, I think it's best to sell."

When Boris heard that Vladimir's idea was to sell the oil field, he immediately became happy in his heart. He dared to think that he had some great ideas, but it turned out to be just the idea of ​​a dude.

If this oil field can be sold, will Maxim delay until now?

but?

Boris felt that these words came from Vladimir's mouth anyway, and maybe he could make some articles.

"This is actually..." Boris pretended to be thinking seriously.

Vladimir smiled slightly; "Maybe I didn't think it through enough. Fortunately, my father didn't give me a chance, otherwise I would definitely lose face. Haha..."

……

After Maxim finished answering the phone in the conference room, he walked out and saw that Vladimir had disappeared.

"Andre." He quickly called Andre over.

"Boss, what instruction?" Andre said.

"Where's Vladimir?"

"He took Vasily and Victor away, saying that friends had a party."

"This guy." Maxim suddenly became displeased.

Just as he was about to get angry, Peter, the secretary, brought the phone over again.

"Boss, your son Nicola's phone number."

Since Maxim divorced his first wife very early, he didn't have much contact with Nicholas. After a long time, he even forgot that he had such a son.

"Father, I heard that you have come to London?"

"Yes, how did you know that?"

"I just found out from a friend of mine that he is the manager of the hotel where you are staying."

"Nicholas, where are you?" Maxim vaguely felt that Nikolai was in London.

"I'm in London, father, if it's convenient tonight, can I invite you to dinner? I haven't seen you for a long time..."

Maxim felt that Nicholas' voice sounded a little choked up on the phone, and he didn't know what was going on. He suddenly felt that he was quite ashamed of his ex-wife and their children.

"Okay, let's stay in this hotel. We haven't seen each other for almost five years." Maxim recalled.

……

Vladimir, who was quite disappointed, drove straight to Rikirenko's residence in London with his bodyguards.

After arriving at the residence, Vasily and Victor did not follow in, but waited for the young master outside.

Under the leadership of butler Rikirenko, Vladimir walked into this magnificent villa like a palace.

Right now, alcohol and women are the best way for him to relax himself.