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1 1 month in Nanjing has been slightly cold. At noon, Tang lay on the soft grass of Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum and let the sun kiss him. Usually, he is not like this. So today is special. He must make a choice, either to study architecture at Southeast University or to work in a futures company in Shanghai. He used to work in this company, and his headquarters is in Guangzhou. He came to Nanjing because he met an old man from Taiwan Province Province who was doing Amway by chance. Perhaps influenced by history and culture, he soon fell in love with this city. The old man said that he looks like his childhood friend and is very kind to him, but Mr. Tang always thinks that he is not suitable for the direct selling industry. Because his cousin always hoped that he could go to Iraq to develop, and he was engaged in construction there, Tang Leyi subconsciously chose to study civil engineering.
Maybe the penetration of cosmic waves played a role. Tang Leyi felt that his body was vaporized and floated freely in the air, just like the artistic conception of Zhuangzi's dream disc in legend. Purple Mountain used to be a treasure trove of geomantic omen, and the content of negative ions in the air was very high, which made people feel refreshed. It is said that Dr. Sun Yat-sen liked the majestic beauty here when he was hunting in the eastern suburbs.
The ringing of the mobile phone broke the short silence, and Tang returned to reality from the ethereal world. That was a call from Shanghai.
"Hey, ling always. Hello! "
"A joy, do you want to good? ...
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