Lose 100 million today

Mr. Du didn't want to offend Chuzheng because she had the RN6 in her hand.

Of course, it's not just that. A person who can win RN6 with financial resources should naturally not offend him.

"What does Miss Chuzheng mean?"

"Easy to talk to." After all, I am a good person and easy to talk to.

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On the lawn, a man in a suit and tie was on all fours, his face flushed, and he shouted "I am a dog" as he crawled forward.

The surrounding guests stopped to watch, not understanding the discussion.

Chuzheng, if you don't mess with me, everything will be fine.

You messed with me, I'm sorry, even double the amount won't be enough.

Not to mention that the person he provoked was a good guy, so it was impossible to let him go so easily.

I'm a good person who didn't even scold me, so why should I scold others?

That'smine!

The news about Chuzheng standing up for Jinglan spread quickly, and everyone's eyes changed somewhat when they looked at Jinglan.

This upstart has amazing financial resources. Many people have checked her background, but they have no clues. They only know that she is very rich.

The more difficult it is to find out, the more people will have their imaginations opened and they will not dare to offend easily.

If Jing Lan really takes advantage of her, it's hard to say how things will develop in the future.

"Can you let go of me?" Jing Lan motioned to the wrist held by Chu Zheng.

Instead of letting go of him, Chuzheng slid down, grabbed his hand and locked it.

Jinglan: "..."

Chuzheng looked at him: "Teacher, don't you thank me?"

Jinglan's eyes fell elsewhere, and his tone was not good: "I don't need your help, nor your sympathy."

He has his own pride.

No need for sympathy or charity from others.

"You're thinking too much." Chuzheng's tone was cold.

Jinglan's blue eyes narrowed slightly, and she asked with a bit of sarcasm, "Don't you sympathize with me?"

When he was in trouble, there were some people who would help him.

But they all have a sympathetic purpose.

After being rejected by him, he became angry and tried every means to put him down.

Just like that man just now...

Chu Zheng calmly asked, "Why should I sympathize with you?"

Jing Lan frowned slightly: "Then why are you helping me? What is your purpose?"

Purpose?

What purpose could I have.

I'm fine!

"Because you are mine."

"..."

Jinglan was in a daze, her eyes as blue as the vast ocean, out of focus.

If this sentence were put to another person, it would probably be a humiliation and an offense to Jing Lan.

However, he felt a little strange at this moment...

It seems like I heard someone say it a long time ago.

However, he couldn't remember who said this to him.

Jing Lan came back to his senses, and his fair face was stained with anger: "Who is yours? What nonsense are you talking about? You are shameless!"

Jing Lan angrily broke away from Chu Zheng's hand and stepped back.

Chuzheng suddenly stretched out her hand, hugged his waist, and threw her body uncontrollably towards her.

A robot exclaimed exaggeratedly from behind.

Chuzheng's voice fell in his ear: "Be careful."

It is clear and cold, just like the tinkling ice spring water in the mountains.

The breath was warm, like a feather brushing against his ears, making it tickle.

Jing Lan pressed against Chu Zheng's body, their posture ambiguous and intimate, like lovers embracing each other tightly.

From the corner of her eye, Jing Lan saw the robot leaving with the tray in hand. If she hadn't pulled her just now, she would have bumped into those things.

He pushed Chu Zheng away, looked at her, turned and left, his back looking a bit like he was running away.

Chuzheng tucked a piece of hair behind her ear as if nothing had happened and took a sip from a glass of wine.

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"Local tycoon."

Second Young Master Yin escaped from nowhere and leaned next to Chu Zheng.

Chu·Tuhao·Zheng: "..."

Although I am rich, can you please stop calling me a rich man?

"My name is Chuzheng."

"Ah...I know." Ershao Yin didn't know why Chuzheng wanted to introduce himself again, but his attention quickly shifted: "Rich tycoon, did you stand up for Jinglan just now?"

Tuhao, Tuhao, Tuhao... Tuhao, your uncle! Who is stupid!

"So what." Chuzheng was annoyed, and every word was filled with fierceness.

Second Young Master Yin said: "You should have seen what happened to him on the Star Network, right? If you stand up for him, it will only make people think that you are in the same group, and you will be in trouble in the future."

trouble?

There is nothing in my body that is not troublesome.

Chuzheng put her hands on the railing and looked at the crowd in the distance: "Why did you invite him here? Aren't you afraid of trouble?"

"I'm different." The dandy young master smiled playfully: "I won't inherit the Yin family in the future. I can play with anyone. Moreover, Jinglan and I were brothers before. If I abandon him at this time, wouldn't it be too late? Chaos leads to abandonment, this is not in line with my character."

Is this how "beginning chaos and finally giving up" is used?

What other personas do you have as a playboy?

Are today’s rich second generations so good at playing?

"Actually, you don't have to stand up for him at all. He won't suffer." Young Master Yin winked at Chu Zheng and said, "You're so fierce."

Second Young Master Yin dared to call Jing Lan over, knowing that he would not suffer a loss.

Chuzheng said nothing.

"I heard that Jinglan is your teacher now?"

"Um."

"What can he teach you? Can he teach you how to fight?" Young Master Yin was very happy.

Chuzheng thought for a while: "...have a drink."

Jing Lan spends twenty-four hours a day, sleeping one-third of the time and drinking two-thirds of the time. The arrangements are clear.

"..."

Second Young Master Yin obviously knew Jing Lan very well.

Second Young Master Yin and Chu Zheng chatted a lot. Chu Zheng ignored them, but still answered occasionally.

If Second Young Master Yin hadn't had so many topics to talk about, he would have probably died in conversation that day.

"Why did you enter the academy?" Second Young Master Yin suddenly asked out of curiosity: "What's so good about entering a shabby academy? You're not short of money. Do you still want to have a good future?"

Young Master Yin just wanted to eat, drink and have fun, but he didn't want to study at all.

"Fuck him."

"ha?"

The word "Chu Zheng" was a bit vague, and Er Shao Yin didn't quite hear it clearly.

What to do?

Second Young Master Yin obviously didn't care about the answer. He changed the topic instantly: "By the way, there will be a mecha exhibition in a while. Will you go and see it?"

"Not going."

"Why don't you go?" Second Young Master Yin said, "Isn't your school about to have a mecha competition? Aren't you going to participate?"

Chuzheng's face was expressionless: "Do you think I have spiritual power?"

"You didn't?"

The matter-of-fact expression on Second Young Master Yin's face made Chuzheng also wonder whether she had hidden spiritual power, which she didn't even know yet.

"That's not the point anymore. Anyway, I just want to go and have a look. It's hard to come across such a mecha exhibition, and there's nothing to lose by going to see it." Young Master Yin waved his hand: "I'll look for you then, you rich man."

Chuzheng: "..."

Do I promise you? !

You are about to find me!

[Main mission: Please buy a mecha at the mecha exhibition. 】

Wang Zhehao took advantage of every opportunity to make clear arrangements for Chu Zheng.

Chuzheng: "..."

I...day!