The richest man Yang Fei

"Come on, chat with you while studying by yourself. No one cares about me anyway."

"Really? Didn't any handsome guy come to tease you?"

"Handsome guy? What's the use of a handsome guy? Handsome can't be eaten as a meal."

"It's very difficult for a beautiful woman to find a man. The talented ones are ugly, the handsome ones earn less money, the ones who earn a lot of money don't care about their families, the ones who take care of their families are worthless, the promising ones don't know romance, and the ones who are romantic Unreliable, and reliable is another wimp!"

"Haha! You summed it up very well. I'm very happy. My smile shocked the entire study room, and I successfully attracted the handsome guy's attention back. So where is the man looking for a woman? Do you have anything to say?"

"Yes. It's annoying for men to find women. Pretty ones can't cook, those who can cook are not gentle, gentle ones have no opinions, assertive ones are not feminine, feminine ones spend money recklessly, and those who don't spend money recklessly If it is not fashionable, don’t worry if it is fashionable, if you don’t worry, you can’t watch it!”

"Yang Fei, you want to laugh at my rhythm! If I die from laughing, I will go to you at night!"

"Okay, then I'll hug you to sleep."

"If I die, I will be a ghost! How dare you?"

"I dare not when you are alive, but I dare not when you are dead?"

After a long time, she replied:

"There are flowers that can be folded straight, don't wait for no flowers to break branches!"

Yang Fei was stunned, and replied: "I want to fold your flowers, will you?"

"You arrange a special plane to pick me up, it counts when you arrive tonight, will you?"

"No."

"cut!"

Li Juan put away her mobile phone, and helplessly spread out her textbook, helplessly in a trance, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't read the book.

"What's wrong with you?" The classmate asked her.

"It's nothing, I'm lazy, I don't want to read."

"Hey, why don't we go out for a stroll? I heard that a famous poet has come to the poetry club, and he is giving poems to the members of the poetry club. Let's go and have a look?"

"Poetry? Forget it, I'm not interested!"

"Huh? Li Juan, no way, didn't you like poets a lot before?"

"Yang Fei criticized the poet as useless, and now I feel disgusted when I see the poet."

"Yang Fei? The boss of Meili Group? The founder of Entrepreneurial Club?"

"Besides him, where else do I know someone named Yang Fei?"

"How does he criticize poets?"

When Li Juan mentioned Yang Fei, she regained her spirits immediately, and said with a smile: "He said, a poet only writes a few lines of small characters in ten days and a half months, even if it is published in the best magazine, it is smaller than a block of tofu How much? How much is it? It’s also a special art, picking up a girl every now and then, pretending to be romantic, giving a ring made of grass and looking down on materialistic girls.”

"My God, what kind of enmity does Yang Fei have with the poet?"

"He has no enmity with poets. He likes poets very much, but they are ancient poets. Ancient poets, poets are not their profession. Most of them are officials, and some even go from officials to prime ministers. Writing poems is just one of their hobbies. Or it is a skill, just like calligraphy, there were no calligraphers in ancient times, and writing with a brush was the life of the ancients, and only in modern times did there appear professional calligraphers."

"It seems to make sense."

"The scholars in ancient times were all able to help the world while being poor. The rise and fall of the world is everyone's responsibility. Now some poets, under the guise of poets, hide in small buildings to write small poems, and come out to meet school girls. Do you like a poet who has no strength to tie a chicken, no money to buy groceries, who is not slovenly, who is fun, who does not go to work and pretends to be noble?"

"do not like."

"Love, if it is not implemented in the real life of dressing, eating, counting money, and sleeping, it is not easy to last forever. Zhinu went down to earth, why did she choose Dong Yong who can do farm work? Instead of choosing someone who just knows A talented man who sings the wind and makes snow? This is not unreasonable."

"My God, according to what you say, those so-called poets are not even as good as farmers?"

"Don't underestimate the peasants. Migrant workers do hard work, and the wages are very high! Besides, you can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to find out whether the divorce rate is high in the city or in the countryside! Even if the peasants have no love, they can Will be loyal to marriage. Migrant workers without special skills can use brute force to support their parents, wives and children! How can this be compared to those so-called poets who only know how to recite a few sentences without knowing what they mean?"

"Tsk tsk, your knowledge has greatly improved!"

"I was also influenced by Yang Fei. Man, the most important thing is to be pragmatic. Therefore, I seldom read poetry now. If I want to read it, I should also read a few ancient poems. I will not participate in those poetry fairs." gone."

"Yang Fei! He is really an amazing character! You are so good with him, can you introduce me to him?"

"Okay, let's talk about it when he comes to the capital!"

"When is he coming?"

"How do I know? He is the richest man, and he is very busy!"

"Li Juan, it's time for self-study, let's go together."

"Ah."

The two chatted and laughed as they walked out.

Outside the classroom, there are many people, mostly girls.

It turned out that it was "a certain famous poet" who came to the poetry club to hold a poetry meeting, and was reciting poems in public.

"What kind of door is a door made of iron?

iron gate!

What kind of door is a wooden door?

wooden door!

What is the door to happiness?

Is it Fumen?

Do not!

It's us! "

The girls screamed.

Li Juan felt nauseous when she heard it, and said to her classmates: "Listen, this is poetry! It makes me want to vomit!"

Her voice was a little loud, which startled the poet.

The "poet" was quite generous, but when he saw Li Juan's appearance, his eyes lit up!

Seeing that Li Juan was about to pass by, he immediately shouted eagerly: "This classmate, please stay."

Chapter 1934 Am I coming too?