Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The next day.

Jinchen was invited to Xingjing University, and Ying Wushu and Luo Qiu accompanied him to attend the party.

"I'll go see the principal first. Remember to send a message when you're done." Jinchen said.

"I know, go ahead." Ying Wushu smiled and nodded obediently.

“Tsk…tsk.”

Luo Qiu shook his head, and waited until Jinchen left before daring to tease, "Wu Shu, your relationship is getting better and better, and it will soon surpass me as your best friend!"

Ying Wushu thought about it, and went to the third district building with Luo Qiu, "You... are different."

"Yes, yes, that's certainly different."

Luo Qiu snickered, "You don't realize that some people have already secretly fallen in love."

"What..." Ying Wushu pursed his lips, but the smile in his eyes did not disappear, "Stop teasing me, let's go."

The cafeteria area 3 is the entire hotel building, which has a total of nine floors. The lower six floors are all various food windows and shops, and the upper three floors are restaurants of the same size as five-star hotels.

Ying Wushu studied here for four years, but he came to the third floor only a few times. The reason was simple: he was really poor before.

"Hall B on the eighth floor...ah, here it is!" Luo Qiu finally found the dining room. When he pushed the door open, almost everyone was already there.

"Hey, look who this is! The antique shop owner and his little follower~"

As soon as I walked in, someone cheered, "Hurry up, come sit over here."

Luo Qiu rolled his eyes without hesitation, "Some people came today, why didn't they bring their manners?"

Liu Qi: "Oh, I was just kidding. It's been almost half a year since graduation, and your temper is still so bad."

There were three round tables in the restaurant, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, the seats reserved for them were right next to Wang Qiang. Liu Qi was Wang Qiang's roommate and a well-deserved follower.

It’s called a party, but in fact it’s just a way of showing off half a year after graduation.

Wang Qiang shows off that he is now a member of the core department of a listed company at a young age and has also found a girlfriend who is a rich second-generation.

The classmates were also very respectful, praising and complimenting Wang Qiang in various ways, and directly asked him to take care of his classmates.

The counselor sat at the same table with them and praised him, "When we were in school, I knew Wang Qiang had the potential to be a big boss."

Luo Qiu rolled his eyes again and whispered to Ying Wushu, "This Mediterranean is really interesting. He was scolding Wang Qiang for always failing the exams. Besides, does he remember who is in our class? We only see him a few times a year."

Ying Wushu patted his hands and said, "We'll leave after dinner."

But those who want to cause trouble will never be quiet.

Wang Qiang drank a few glasses of wine and suddenly asked Ying Wushu.

"Oh, by the way, I remember Ying Wushu claimed that he could read faces and feng shui. Can you show me?"

Liu Qi laughed: "Yeah, he's an antique dealer, he must be very capable!"

Anyone who paid close attention could hear the sarcasm in the two people's words. Ying Wushu's other two roommates looked at each other and said nothing more.

Before this, they lived in adjacent dormitories. Wang Qiang liked to call a group of brothers to go out and have fun, but Ying Wushu and Luo Qiu always refused to give him face.

Wang Qiang had long felt that this man was mysterious and pretending to be noble, and would never amount to anything good.

Ying Wushu looked up slightly, his face was a little cold, and after a few glances, he said, "You can't keep the money that doesn't belong to you."

"Power gained through calculation is fake and will be shattered in the near future. Positions gained through relying on others will also fall into disgrace."

In short, there is not a single good word.

Wang Qiang: "..."

His eyes flickered, and he lowered his head and clenched his fists in shock. Liu Qi had already slammed the table and stood up, "What the hell are you talking about! You really think you're a piece of cake, you stinky fortune teller."

Ying Wushu's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Liu Qi again, and said calmly: "You too, you will go bankrupt soon, so be careful."

Liu Qi: "Are you crazy? It's not over yet!"

"Alright, alright!" The counselor tried to smooth things over. "Just think of it as giving the teacher some face. Don't make a fuss about it while we're eating."

Ying Wushu's expression did not fluctuate at all. He continued to eat his food and was not affected at all.

Wang Qiang couldn't swallow this breath, but after hearing what he just said, he always felt like there was a stone hanging in his heart. He couldn't wait to prove something, and began to show off the gift given by his rich second-generation girlfriend.

"This is a precious bracelet from the Tang Dynasty, but it is priceless and cannot be bought!"

Many students immediately expressed that they were greatly impressed, and this time their praise was much more sincere than before. After all, it is really rare to see antiques from the Tang Dynasty.

Ying Wushu glanced at it, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and heard Luo Qiu whisper in surprise, "Why is it this string..."

"No book, is there a second string?"

Isn’t this what they just sold yesterday?

Ying Wushu shook his head. "It's in the store."

"What a coincidence." Luo Qiu smiled.

"Ying Wu Shu! Don't you run an antique shop? Take a look at the market price of this Tang Dynasty treasure." Liu Qi wanted to embarrass Ying Wu Shu.

Ying Wushu said indifferently: "This is a jade bracelet, which was produced in abundance in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. It was a blue-white jade bracelet in the Tang and Song dynasties. This is not from the Tang Dynasty."

Liu Qi: “…Ah?!”

Wang Qiang shouted angrily: "Impossible! This was given to me by my girlfriend herself, how could it not be from the Tang Dynasty!"

Ying Wushu: "Excuse me, what's your girlfriend's name?"

Wang Qiang looked at him suspiciously, his eyes full of vigilance, "Why are you asking this?"

"I just sold this bracelet yesterday, so I should still remember the buyer."

Wang Qiang: "..."

The other students looked at their plates awkwardly, tapping their toes on the ground.

It turns out this is called pretending to be cool in someone else's area of ​​expertise, and then slapping you in the face.