"Achuan." A gentle voice came from the phone.

"Ah."

"Have you not been home for a long time? My parents miss you very much. They called me yesterday to ask if they had seen you."

"Do they miss me?" Chen Chuan sneered: "Are you out of money again? Tell them that I can't give them a penny."

"Achuan, don't be like this. They are our parents after all. No matter how wrong we are, we as children cannot be unfilial..."

Chen Chuan directly interrupted his sister, the "most filial daughter in the world": "You have something to say, I'm very busy."

If he has time to listen to her idiotic remarks, wouldn't it be better for him to play two more games?

Chen Meng:......

"It's okay, I'm hanging up."

"Wait a minute, Ah Chuan, how are you doing recently? How is your health? I braised a lot of beef and bought you sea cucumber and fish maw. I can give it to you when it's convenient for you..."

"Sister, I've told you many times that you don't need to buy me anything anymore, I don't need it."

"Whether you need it or not is your business, and whether you give it or not is my business. I just want to care about you."

Chen Chuan hung up readily. He had a sister who supported his younger brother. If her husband's family had any good things, he would immediately want to move them back to him. Logically speaking, he should feel very happy.

But he doesn't want it!

Those things that cost three melons and two dates, regardless of whether they were hot or not, were given to him for free and he had no reason to refuse.

But if you want to listen to his brother-in-law's private sarcastic comments and countless small tricks to get more benefits from him, haha, thank you for not being sensitive.

Although his brother-in-law never got anything from him and always had to do something wrong, he didn't want to waste his time on this kind of rubbish.

He is the only male to inherit the Chen family's treasure, but he has never thought of sucking his sister's blood.

Because his blood is much thicker than his sister's.

Tsk, what a wonderful weekend, my wife is going to participate in some kind of class reunion also known as the "Broken Shoe Contest", and he still has to listen to his sister's brainwashing, it's annoying!

*

It is said that there are two types of people who will not attend today's class reunions: those who do very well and those who do very poorly.

It's so good that I don't even bother to go. I'm not from the same world as you ordinary people.

It's so bad that I'm embarrassed to go there, and it's not embarrassing enough to show off to others.

But today's class reunion in Shenxi is an exception.

Of the forty-five people in the high school class, twenty-three came.

Everyone from Hecheng or nearby came, except those from other provinces or abroad.

It has to be said that Shenxi High School is the best key high school in Hecheng, and it is in the elite class. There are not many people in this class who are good at it.

No matter how bad it is, you can still chew on the old stuff.

For example, tonight's hosts, Da Wang and Wang Haidong, although when they were studying, their grades were last in the class every year and they were admitted to a very average university, they couldn't bear the thought that their family was rich, they opened a clothing factory, and they were rich. Over 100 million.

Da Wang went home directly after graduation to inherit the family business. Now he is also a small boss. Just looking at his belly, you can tell how rich he is.

In the private rooms of five-star hotels, you can feel the elegance and nobility built with money when walking in the corridor.

It is said that tens of millions of dollars were spent on the design, and a famous Swedish architectural firm was hired to do the design, in order to use the most vulgar money to create a refined taste.

This is no different from acting and standing at the same time.

Anyway, Shen Xi would never have walked in here if he hadn't been taken advantage of.

The beautiful waiter welcomed her to the door of the private room. After knocking lightly, the door opened and the excitement inside poured out.

"Yo, our champion is here."

"Chen Xi, long time no see."

"Xiaoxi, here, here." Ye Zhenzhen waved, and Shen Xi greeted everyone with a smile, walked over and sat down next to her.

"Why did you arrive so late today?" Ye Zhenzhen complained.

Shen Xi quickly explained: "Today is Saturday, there are too many people, I waited for several subway rides before I could get on."

"Hey, this champion travels so low-key and even takes the subway." A voice rang out, making everyone's warm atmosphere freeze.

Chen Xi glanced at her friend. Ye Zhenzhen understood what she meant and immediately came over to remind her in a low voice: "Liu Aihong."

Seeing that she was still frowning, he added: "Luo Yanna's little follower."

Shen Xi suddenly realized.

Their class not only produced rich people and elites from all walks of life, but also a big star Luo Yanna.

Now she is the national goddess. Every time you change the channel on TV, you can see her crying and laughing, riding a bicycle and thanking an arrow, dominating the screen.

But I don’t know why Luo Yanna and Shen Xi didn’t get along very well during the three years of high school, so naturally her little follower didn’t have a good relationship with Shen Xi either.

Gee, the awkwardness in high school has been there for so many years, and it’s childish to bring it out again.

Shen Xi was too lazy to argue with her, so he just replied: "Because there is no money."

"Tch, no one believes it. Who doesn't know now that your sports world is in chaos, either doping or messing around, and the money is too much to spend, so why are you pretending to be poor?" Liu Aihong smiled sarcastically. Author: "Low-key is not the way to be low-key. If it is too low-key, it will look fake."

I'm afraid he's a fool. Chen Xi and Ye Zhenzhen looked at each other.

Because of Liu Aihong's words, the box immediately became quiet.

"It's not low-key." Shen Xi replied casually while putting his bag behind the seat.

"Since you don't keep a low profile, just drive out and carry your sports car and brand-name bags. Don't worry, our old classmates are doing well themselves and won't borrow money from you."

Shen Xi originally just wanted to have a quiet meal, but some weirdo came from who knows where to make her presence felt, so why not use her as an appetizer.

"I also want to buy a sports car. I have never dreamed of feeling what it would be like to sit in a sports car. Isn't this just a step away?"

Ye Zhenzhen, who had always had a good rapport with her, asked, "Which one do you like?"

"Of course it's Lamborghini SVJ, my dream car."

"Wow, Shen Xi, you can do it. This car costs more than 10 million, and you are willing to buy it." Someone among the classmates exclaimed.

"I didn't buy it, I didn't buy it. Isn't that a shortfall of money?" Shen Xi said with a smile.

"That's enough. How much more is left?"

"Twelve million."

"Pfft!" Jiang Ning was drinking water and choked on the water and coughed. When Liu Aihong saw it, she immediately ran over to help him wipe it with a towel. After being rejected, she immediately got angry at Shen Xi: "Can you speak? What are you doing? Is it even close?”

"That's right, that's all, Liu Aihong, we are all classmates, and you are doing well, how about you lend me this? You see, I am a champion, and the sports world that makes money is so chaotic, borrowing money Tell me what else you are worried about."

"I...how can I lend you so much money?"

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