Lose 100 million today

Shu Juan placed a bowl of noodles in front of Chu Zheng: "Eat it."

The noodles are topped with shredded pork that is both colorful and fragrant. The soup is thick and looks very good.

Chuzheng took a bite and found it tasted good.

"Is it delicious?" Shu Juan asked her.

"good."

Shu Juan: "..."

It's obviously delicious, so why is it just okay?

The ringing of his cell phone interrupted Shu Juan's thoughts. He took out his cell phone and took a look at Chu Zheng opposite him. He got up with his cell phone and went to the bedroom.

Shu Juan answered the phone for nearly ten minutes. When he came out, Chuzheng had already eaten and continued to write a review.

Shu Juan stood at the door and looked at her in the dim light.

The light of the floor lamp just enveloped her, and she was a small ball on the table. Her cold, sharp and distant body seemed to have receded a lot. Only then did he feel that she was a student.

"What are you looking at?" Chuzheng suddenly raised his eyes and looked over, his eyes cold.

Shu Juan came over with his cell phone, put it on the table, and continued to eat the noodles he hadn't finished: "This is my home. What I do is my freedom, right?"

Chuzheng turned down her pen, as if she wanted to refute him, but in the end she moved her lips and couldn't find an entry point to refute, so she held the pen and lowered her head and continued writing.

After Shu Juan finished eating the noodles, he took the things into the kitchen and washed them.

His cell phone on the table lit up.

Chu Zheng glanced over and saw the word 'PEI' popping up, and the screen went dark in the blink of an eye.

Chuzheng thought for a moment and continued to write her review with her head down.

Shu Juan cleaned up and came out, holding the computer and sitting across from him. He looked at the information displayed on the computer, and then at the person opposite who wrote the review...

It doesn't feel like the same person.

who is she?

Get closer to what you want to do?

Chuzheng checked the time, stuffed the things into her schoolbag, took out her mobile phone, clicked on the WeChat QR code, and handed it to Shu Juan.

"do what?"

"add."

Shu Juan narrowed his eyes slightly: "We're not familiar enough to add WeChat, right?"

Chuzheng was too lazy to talk nonsense and asked fiercely, "Will you add it or not?"

"……add."

Shu Juan clicked on WeChat and scanned it. After Chuzheng received the application, she left with her schoolbag: "Good night."

boom!

The door closed and he was the only one left in the living room.

The room that was still somewhat popular just now suddenly fell back to its original position and fell into dead silence.

-

Shu Juan stayed here and never left, and Chu Zheng would come up occasionally. The two of them had a strange tacit understanding: if you don't offend me, I won't offend you, they lived alone in peace and harmony.

If she bumped into him eating breakfast downstairs in the morning, she would walk in and sit opposite him as usual.

After you finish eating, you pay and leave.

Sometimes she wouldn't say a word. If Shu Juan didn't know better, he would think she was a stranger who just shared a table for breakfast.

Shu Juan once again watched Chu Zheng leave first.

He didn't look back until his cell phone rang.

"Hello."

"I contacted a good person and made an appointment to meet at Miyang, at nine o'clock in the evening."

"good."

Shu Juan hung up the phone and looked outside. The person monitoring him was still there.

Shu Juan clicked a few times on his phone and found Chuzheng's WeChat account.

They haven't spoken since joining.

Shu Juan reached out to hold the cross necklace around his neck and typed with one hand.

[Shu Juan: Are you free at nine o'clock in the evening? 】

[Chu Zheng: Talk about something. 】

[Shu Juan: Please play. 】

[Chu Zheng: I won’t go, I’m busy. 】

Chu Zheng rejected him mercilessly, which made Shu Juan slightly surprised.

She actually rejected herself?

[Shu Juan: What are you busy with? 】

[Chu Zheng: Write a review. 】

[Shu Jun: Why did you write a review again? 】

Chu Zheng didn't reply to him again. Shu Juan stared at the chat interface, typed a few words, and deleted them one by one. He turned off the phone, put it back in his pocket, and left the breakfast shop.

-

Miyang is a very private club that only entertains members. Shu Juan took the prepared membership card and followed the waiter inside.

Shu Juan walked through the strange crowd and walked into a corridor.

There were house numbers on both sides of the corridor. Shu Juan followed the house numbers and found the room he was looking for - 303.

Shu Juan opened the door and went in.

Just after he entered, Chuzheng came over from the other side. She stared at the messages on her phone, passed the door through which Shu Juan entered, and turned to another corridor.

Chuzheng pushed open the door of the box, and the people inside stood up immediately: "Miss Yan?"

"Um."

The man had a fake smile on his face: "Miss Yan looks very young, which is really unexpected. Miss Yan, please sit down."

The man only talked to Chuzheng on the phone, and he didn't expect Chuzheng to be so young.

Is this... an adult?

You're not just playing a trick on him, are you?

Men are skeptical.

Chuzheng sat on the sofa opposite and put one hand casually on the armrest.

She just sat there casually, but it gave people the impression that there was a throne made of intertwined golden dragons sitting under her butt.

Invisible pressure spread in the room.

The man was still looking down upon, but now his eyes suddenly narrowed.

At such a young age, I have such magnanimity...

No wonder the voice on the phone was so loud.

She must be the daughter of a wealthy family...

The man's fake smile faded: "I have considered Miss Yan's previous proposal, although..."

"Not enough money?"

The man choked, you said it too bluntly! !

Everyone is sitting here talking, isn’t it because of money issues? !

The man considered his words and thought about how to raise the price: "Ms. Yan, you know that my company supports so many people who have followed me until now. I can't just sell it..."

"If you don't have enough money, you can add more. Money is not a problem."

"???"

"You set a price that you think is right."

"????"

Under Chu Zheng's bombardment that "money is not a problem", the man quickly surrendered.

"When can I sign the contract?"

The man smiled sincerely: "The contract will take some time. How about I call Miss Yan after the contract is finalized?"

"I want to see the contract within two days."

"OK."

The man responded, murmuring in his heart, what big moves have been made recently? Is there any room for a big turnaround in his company?

Why else would she pay such a high price for it? This price is far higher than the market price. What businessman would do this?

But I haven't heard anything recently...

The man really couldn't understand.

He's probably the prodigal son of some wealthy family...

The man could only think this way and turned to Chu Zheng with a flurry of hypocritical greetings.

After the matter was done, Chuzheng didn't plan to stay any longer. She had to go back and write a review.

Students are so busy.

The man personally sent Chuzheng out.

Just when they reached 303, the door of 303 opened without warning, and then a person flew out from inside, and the wind brought by it lifted the hanging green silk of the kite.

The person flying out passed them and smashed directly into the opposite room.

"ah……"

There was someone in the room opposite. Suddenly someone was thrown in, and screams suddenly sounded.