My Xiuxian has a mall

Chapter 17

"123 yuan, how expensive!" Mo Ming couldn't help muttering as he watched the taxi run away after getting out of the car.

puff-

A few chuckles came from the side, and a white high-end car worth millions just stopped, and a few well-dressed girls got out of the car.

The leading woman opened the driver's door, stretched out two long white legs, and put on a pair of white sneakers.

This leg is true white, not Mo Qingran's holy white like a fairy, but the rich and noble white that has been pampered since childhood. The legs are slender and straight, plump and plump, but there is no excess fat.

This kind of super white and rich beauty extends all the way up to her whole body.

She stood up, about 1 meters tall, about the same as Mo Qingran, but in her twenties, Mo Qingran can still grow, she has reached her peak.

Wearing a lace-trimmed white shirt, indigo denim shorts, a sun hat and sunglasses, he casually glanced at the surrounding scenery before landing on Mo Ming.

Mo Ming naturally also saw her, this is the school flower of Jiangnan University who he confessed to be rejected - Bai Youwei!

Before coming, Mo Ming couldn't help feeling uneasy, because the unbearable past had left a little shadow on him, and he was afraid that he would feel embarrassed when he met Bai Youwei again.

However, it turned out that he thought too much.

Not only is there no fluctuation in his heart now, he even wants to laugh a little, and wants to recite a poem:
The past is like smoke, Wei Wu waved his whip, and there are posthumous chapters on Jieshi in the east.The former classmate is now again, and the world has changed!
Becoming an immortal cultivator, going through life and death hardships, and seeing a peerless fairy like Mo Qingran, he really has an extraordinary mentality.

After many years, Bai Youwei was also looking at Mo Ming, thinking that maybe he could get to know Mo Ming again, but after seeing it, she was very disappointed!
Mo Ming was still wearing the tracksuit he used to wear in college, even when he was chasing her.

It is clean, but it can be washed many times, so that it is a little faded and white.

What does it mean?Insinuating that he has nothing left?People are not as good as old?Or are you so poor that you can’t afford a new dress for several years?

Girls' minds are sometimes very strange. Although they ruthlessly rejected Mo Ming, they always want to pursue "high-quality" boys, so that they can set off their own charm.

After all, everyone thinks that if you are fragrant, butterflies come naturally, instead of attracting a bunch of flies and mosquitoes...

It's easy to be a boy, I'll always like it!
Several other girls also shook their heads and gave up the idea of ​​greeting Mo Ming. They were not familiar with each other at first, but after seeing it, they pretended not to know each other even more.

At this time, a very cool blue sports car came from afar again, approached in the blink of an eye, and stopped in an instant, causing several women to scream in surprise and rush forward.

"Squad Leader Gao, how much does your car cost, several million?"

"Hehe, Squad Leader Gao, you're here. It doesn't matter if we wait. If you make the Lord anxious, you can forget about your wishful thinking today."

"Squad Leader Gao, your villa is so beautiful, it must be worth at least tens of millions!"

Several boys got off the car.

Gao Junfeng stepped out of the driver's seat. He was tall, burly, muscular, wearing brand-name clothes, with a handsome face and a confident smile. He could be called a standard tall, rich and handsome man.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, this is the last batch of students I'll pick up, you guys go in first, the rest have already arrived."

The iron gate opened, and a group of people came out from inside.

Everyone chatted and laughed with each other, calling friends and friends, so it was very lively, with Gao Junfeng and Bai Youwei as the center to form two groups of men and women.

As for Mo Ming, he was naturally left in the corner, and he was not interested in joining him. He only hoped that the wanted criminal would hurry up, get things done early, and go home to practice.

"Mo Ming!" A boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes came over and said with a friendly smile.

Mo Ming recognized the other party, it was Zheng Haoran, his roommate in the opposite room of his university dormitory.

He is a self-acquaintance with a cheerful and lively personality. When he confessed his confession and was rejected and became more withdrawn, only the other party was willing to take the initiative to talk to him again and again.

Of course, most of the time it was the other party who made a lot of noise, and he just quietly watched the other party brag.

"Why didn't you reply to my message, we lost contact." Zheng Haoran patted Mo Ming's shoulder dissatisfied.

Not long after graduation, the other party often chatted with him through the Internet, but gradually, because of the busyness of each other, and the less and less intersection of life, they became speechless.

This is often the case.

Mo Ming didn't want to explain anything, so he smiled slightly, calmly.

"Mo Ming, you have changed!"

Zheng Haoran's eyes widened, and when he observed closely, he felt that Mo Ming seemed to be a different person, exuding an indescribable sense of elegance and agility, which was a little strange.

"You...you won't forget who I am, will you?"

"I am good at raising me, with awe-inspiring spirit!"

Mo Ming imitated Zheng Haoran's demeanor and tone when he blew his name every day, which was so grand and refined.

Zheng Haoran was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud, laughing so much that tears almost came out, causing others to look sideways for a while.

"Zheng Haoran, what are you laughing at, so happy?"

Although Zheng Haoran's family background is average, but his personality is really good, and he can talk to anyone, so he is very popular, and immediately someone asked with a smile.

"It's nothing, I figured it out. Some people seem to be intimate with you, but they might stab you behind your back, and they can't remember what you really care about, while some people are unknown, but they are always there. "

"What's the matter? Did someone trip you up at work? Or a broken relationship?"

"All of them! I'm both a colleague and a lover, and I was stabbed suddenly. Do you think it's Coke?" Zheng Haoran said with a smile as if nothing had happened.

"This is too fucking wicked! Who is it? There are so many of us here today, I must give you an explanation!" Someone said outrageously.

Zheng Haoran waved his hand and said: "Hey, don't bother everyone, it's all over, I have resigned, and now I am jobless."

Another girl glanced at Gao Junfeng, covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Then you are right to come today. I heard that after Squad Leader Gao graduated, his father directly gave him 1000 million start-up capital to start a company. It’s booming, isn’t it a good time to take refuge in the past in your situation?”

Gao Junfeng also smiled and nodded: "Zheng Haoran, I trust you as a person. If you want to come, you are welcome at any time. The company is expanding and there will be opportunities to go public in the future."

"Thank you, Squad Leader Gao, for your kindness, but recently I really want to take a break and adjust my state."

"Don't talk about me, what about you, what are you doing?"

Everyone followed Zheng Haoran's lead to discuss their respective jobs, and walked to the villa while talking. This is also a must-have program for every classmate reunion.

With the background of Zheng Haoran's tragic experience, the atmosphere is more harmonious. After all, can it be worse than Zheng Haoran's?

Jiangnan University is a famous university, so everyone's development is actually quite good.

Some continue to study for postgraduate entrance examinations and Ph.D. studies in the academic circle, some become teachers and enter state-owned enterprises, and some become office workers in large companies...

It's just that people are not enough, and they always want to climb to a higher place. They feel that the reality is not satisfactory, and each has its own difficulties.

"By the way, Mo Ming, what about you? I remember you said that you want to pursue your dream and write novels? How are you doing now? Is it very popular? Give me an autograph!"

Zheng Haoran suddenly thought of the person beside him, and casually asked the question of death.

(End of this chapter)