The campus belle’s girlfriend betrays her and activates the ghost system

"Wu Bing, how dare you talk to our Young Master like this? Are you out of your mind?"

"What's going on in your family? We're all empty, we're so poor, and we make ourselves look like the boss of a big conglomerate?"

"Or are you already high and powerful, able to control the life and death of others?"

A man with a sly look wanted to embrace Yang Wei's thigh and was the first to jump up and declare war on Wu Bing.

Several more male and female classmates jumped out one after another, their faces full of dissatisfaction and contempt.

A girl in fashionable clothes smiled contemptuously and said in a harsh tone: "Wu Bing, you are just a poor boy from the countryside. Do you really think you are a big shot?"

"Don't even look at where this place is. You are not allowed to act wild here."

The tall Xiao Zhenjiang was even more direct. He glared at Wu Bing and said in a rough voice: "Boy, do you know who Mr. Yang is? He is a big boss with a net worth of over 100 million. How dare you talk to him like this? Aren’t you impatient with life?”

The surrounding students all echoed, their eyes full of hostility, as if they wanted to devour Wu Bing.

Song Xiaomin, who originally thought Wu Bing was handsome and was a nymphomaniac, now said harshly: "Wu Bing, you really disappoint me."

"I thought you were a man of integrity, but now it seems you are just a coward who likes to talk big."

She glared at Wu Bing, and then said: "Your family is extremely poor, yet you dare to talk nonsense here. Who do you think you are? What do you think you can change?"

After saying that, she turned around and cast a flirtatious look at Yang Wei, and said sweetly: "Young Master Yang, don't be as knowledgeable as him. He is just a country bumpkin who doesn't understand anything."

Yang Wei smiled proudly. He glanced at Wu Bing, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Then, he turned to Song Xiaomin, stretched out his hand and patted her face gently, and said softly: "Beauty, don't worry, I won't be the same as him."

"I, Yang Wei, will not take this kind of person seriously at all."

"Yang Wei?"

Wu Bing muttered the name, then looked at him with a meaningful look on his face and said, "Who are you, Yang Wei?"

Yang Wei's heart skipped a beat and his eyes flickered a little.

He knew that this man was very capable, and he could cure his cousin even if he was seriously ill.

His uncle had told him before to find someone to deal with Wu Bing.

Wu Bing was at his cousin's house, but he extorted 20 billion yuan.

How could he swallow this breath? He was even making plans to get the money and keep it for himself.

Later, due to an accident, Yang Wei fell from a building and died. His uncle Yang Xiangkun suddenly went crazy and behaved in a despicable manner, and is still locked up in a lunatic asylum.

When I came here to inspect the work this time, I learned from Zhao Guangrong that he and Wu Bing were classmates, which was why this farce happened.

Just to suppress and humiliate Wu Bing.

I didn't expect this kid to be so sensitive, and he thought of it with just a few clues.

Thinking of the several bodyguards waiting outside the private room, Yang Wei felt confident.

Her chest puffed out and her neck stiffened: "Yang Wei is my cousin!"

"Oh~ no wonder!"

Wu Bing reached out and patted Yang Wei's face, which was very humiliating.

"You want to stand up for him and cause trouble for me?"

Yang Wei was completely angered by Wu Bing's words and actions, and his expression instantly turned ferocious.

"Damn it, how dare you talk to me like that!"

Yang Wei stood up suddenly and pushed the table in front of him with a loud noise. The dishes on the table fell to the ground, leaving a mess all over the floor.

He pointed at Wu Bing's nose and cursed loudly: "Who do you think you are? A poor boy from the countryside, how dare you be arrogant in front of me, Yang Wei?"

There was a fierce light in his eyes, as if a wild beast was about to pounce on its prey.

The surrounding air suddenly solidified and was filled with tension.

Song Xiaomin and other classmates were shocked by this sudden change. They backed away one after another, not daring to get close.

Wu Bing stood there, looking at Yang Wei expressionlessly, as if he was looking at a clown.

"Are the people standing outside your bodyguards? Do you want them to come in? Help you stand up?" Wu Bing joked.

"Since you want to die, I will help you!"

"Can you all come in?" Yang Wei called outside.

Hula la…

Several burly men broke open the door of the private room and rushed in. Under Yang Wei's instruction, they were ready to pounce on Wu Bing.

However, before they could make a move, another group of people rushed in from outside the private room, each wearing security uniforms and holding batons in their hands, and they started fighting with these big men.

For a moment, there was a ping-pong sound in the private room and screams.

After a scuffle, the bodyguards brought by Yang Wei were knocked down by the security guards. Of course, the security guards were also injured to some extent.

But they were all excited because they were fighting for their boss.

Accompanied by several hotel executives, Yu Caixia quickly came to this private room.

Because he walked in such a hurry, there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

After touching Wu Bing up and down, inside and out, and confirming that Wu Bing was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, my subordinates failed to supervise me well, which frightened my boss. Please punish me!"

The people in the private room, Wu Bing's group of classmates, all had their eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost.

The manager of this hotel actually called Wu Bing the boss. What's going on?

Has the sun come out in the west?

Or is the world they live in an illusion?

The scene in front of them was really unacceptable to them!

How could a former poor boy or a young student expelled from school have such an identity?

This five-star hotel costs tens of millions to start with!

Wu Bing's face turned bitter because of the female manager's enthusiasm. Was this because she cared about him? Are you still blatantly eating his tofu?

He said hurriedly: "I'm fine. This matter today has nothing to do with you. I'm very satisfied with your management ability."

"By the way, the wages of these security guards will be doubled!" Wu Bian pointed at the security guards who were fighting for him.

"Oh! Long live the boss!" The security guards shouted excitedly.

The injuries that were still aching on their bodies were forgotten by them at this moment. This boss was too generous!

Their salary is already on the high side among all the security guards in this city.

Now it has doubled, and it is higher than the salary of those white-collar workers!

Their security guards have become white-collar workers!