Getting Rich Overnight, Starting From a Multiple-Choice Question

In a private room, there were four scattered people.

Xiao Jiangnan's boss came up to tell them the news of closing time, but seeing this scene, he just shook his head and walked away.

In the early morning, I don't know how long it has passed.

Ye Feng was awakened by a sharp pain, he rubbed his eyes and looked at the time.

Just when he was about to make a move, he suddenly found that there was one person missing at the opposite table.

Liu He, the first person to get drunk, has disappeared.

Before he had time to think about it, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him, followed by the sound of the door turning.

Liu He stepped in and looked at the water stains on his face, it was obvious that he had just washed his face.

The two looked at each other and smiled, silently silent, and then set up Fan Jiawei and Yang Chao, who were so drunk, one by one.

Boom!

Boom!

Ye Feng and Liu He got up from the ground, looking cautious.

Obviously, they all overestimated themselves. A drunk person cannot pull himself up.

Looking at Fan Jiawei and Yang Chao who were lying on their backs on the ground, they looked at each other.

Call someone.

Ye Feng said in a deep voice.

I think so too, call someone.

...

hiss.

Why do I feel such a headache.

7012.

In the peaceful dormitory, there was a sudden groan.

Yang Chao struggled to open his eyes, and just as he was about to raise his head, he felt a throbbing pain.

He immediately gasped for breath, sat down covering his head, looked around, and yelled twice.

Old Fan, Old Fan.

What are you doing, disturbing people's dreams...

There was a murmur from inside the quilt curled up on the opposite bed, and then the quilt was stirred, and a head emerged from it.

What time is it now, I...

hiss!

Why does my head hurt so much!

He also took a deep breath in an instant.

Do you remember when you fell down last night?

Yang Chao said.

have no idea.

Fan Jiawei shook his head.

But I remember that when I fell down, Ye Zi was still awake. It should be him who sent us back.

After he finished speaking, his voice suddenly became a little low.

Looking at Ye Feng's bed, there was no longer that familiar figure.

he's gone.

Yang Chao said.

yes.

Fan Jiawei let out a long sigh.

he's gone.

The two looked at each other, silently.

Suddenly, Yang Chao said.

Where's Liu He, have you gone for dinner?

probably.

How about... let him bring a meal?

I think it's okay!

Wash up first, and call him later.

After saying this, Fan Jiawei was a little unhappy.

He turned over and got up, took off his clothes and threw them into the basin beside him, planning to carry them to the washing machine for washing in the afternoon.

Then, clutching his head, he staggered towards the balcony.

On the other side, there was also a sound, and then another figure squeezed in.

...

In front of the desk, Fan Jiawei was casually flipping through his cell phone, planning to call Liu He.

But he was obviously absent-minded, and his fingers swiped the contact information several times, but the call was not broadcast.

until the door was pushed open.

Without turning his head, Fan Jiawei spoke quickly, so skillfully that it made people feel distressed.

Ye Feng is not here, he has already moved out, he wants to get some money, the Spring Festival couplets he wrote last year are pasted at the gate, just say goodbye--

Willow River?

Fan Jiawei let out an exclamation.

Oops, I forgot to let you buy breakfast...

Wait a minute, what is that monster next to you?

Ye Feng, who stepped in last, tore off the mask on his mouth, but threw away his peaked cap, and said angrily, I'm kind enough to bring you breakfast...

You are the monster!

Who knew you were dressed like a star...

Fan Jiawei touched his nose and quickly changed the subject.

You haven't left yet?

Can I go out without dressing like this?

Ye Feng said angrily.

It was four o'clock in the morning when I sent you two back yesterday, I'll give you a hammer!

hey-hey.

Fan Jiawei scratched his head.

Ye Feng put the buns and soy milk in his hand on the table, turned his head and said.

Come and eat.

...

Old Fan, Yang Chao.

Ye Feng picked up his watch and looked at the time, then said in a deep voice.

A meeting is arranged today, and I'm about to leave after counting the time.

As soon as Yang Chao stopped grabbing the bun, Fan Jiawei also paused.

At last they forced a smile.

Okay then, let's go.

Your big boss is busy with everything, go back quickly.

Ye Feng thought for a while, then sat down suddenly, and stared at the two of them.

But I still have time.

I want to ask you if you would like to come with me, I can still take the positions of the two of you.

The so-called one person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Ye Feng can't ascend to heaven, but he wants to help these close friends of his.

This sentence is undoubtedly very tempting.

Ye Feng's worth, if he said this sentence, if he agreed, he would be much less worried later.

But in this way, the nature of the relationship between the two parties has also changed.

As soon as the words fell, Fan Jiawei immediately raised his head and waved his hands.

No, no, what am I going to do with you, I will try my best to become a transfer student.

Then contribute to the construction of the country by shining light and making a contribution.

Yang Chao also said immediately.

I don't want to shine, but my girlfriend and I are both locals, we are both only children, and our parents have pensions.

So I plan to open a small shop after graduation, to support myself, and then save some money to travel around the country and take pictures.

Old Fan, Ah Chao.

Ye Feng turned to look at the two of them.

If you feel embarrassed, you don't have to.

Lao Fan, you said you were going to be a transfer student?

Not to mention how low the probability is, let me ask you, it doesn't matter how far you can go without background?

The country, do you need a staff member who has no sense of existence?

And you, Chao.

Is it so easy to make money by opening a small shop?

You also know that there are countless small shops that close every year.

Ye Feng said earnestly.

Although I can't give you too much good, at least I can save you some detours.

Less struggle for some years.

That's what you said, just like you took care of me.

Fan Jiawei smiled, then stared into Ye Feng's eyes, and said word by word.

The road you have traveled is too far and too long. Although we can't see your back, at least we want to keep something pure.

Don't let the good memories of each other be wasted in time and interests, okay?

Ye Feng was shocked.

He looked at Fan Jiawei, who was very serious, and opened his mouth. He didn't know what to say, so he had to turn his head to the other side.

A Chao, do you think so too?

Roughly the same.

Yang Chao pondered for a while.

What's more, we all have our own paths and want to live our own lives.

These words may sound ridiculous.

But before life kills all passion, we want to chase our dreams.

What's more, have you thought about it.

What is our identity when we enter your company, and what do the people inside the company think?