Top alpha, owe me money and don't pay back

"Dare to bully him again?" Alpha's eyes were cold.

"No...bullying, right Xiaochi, we didn't bully you, did we?"

Jiang Zhan was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, "Get lost."

The two of them photographed at the top of A's power suddenly rolled away, and Tuliu Wei Xiaochi was stunned in place, belatedly realizing that an opportunity to make money was scared away.

But Jiang Zhan was also kind. Although he didn't understand why the bully was so kind, Wei Xiaochi still explained, "They didn't bully me."

The explanation was ignored by the bully, who looked him up and down.

"Is this the glasses you wear?" The disgust on Jiang Zhan's face was beyond words.

Seeing his look of being 'spicy to the eyes', Wei Xiaochi pushed the frame uncomfortably, "Well, what's wrong?"

Jiang Zhan took off the dirty and ugly glasses on Beta's face, and weighed them in his hands seriously.

"It's two or three catties, right?" Jiang Zhan clicked his tongue, "The optical shop picked the bottoms of two beer bottles for you?"

"..."

Wei Xiaochi didn't expect Jiang Zhan's mouth to be so bad, he opened his mouth and then opened it again.

He wanted to defend himself by saying 'how could that be so exaggerated', but he wasn't sure what other hurtful words Jiang Zhan had waiting for him.

Wei Xiaochi got a new pair of black and purple glasses.

This pair of mirror frames can be regarded as the calming treasure of that store. It has a history of ten years since the store opened.

The boss saw that Wei Xiaochi was so discerning, so he reluctantly gave up his love for only 50 yuan.

Looking at the entire city A, there is no fairer and cheaper price than this, and of course no optical shop will have such an old antique.

Wei Xiaochi's myopia is more than 500 degrees, and with this pair of frames, the inflation has risen to [-] degrees.

It's no wonder that Jiang Zhan snatched all the bamboo shoots from the mountain. If he hadn't weighed them in his hand, he would have thought it weighed about ten catties.

"What can you do with 1000 yuan now? No wonder the other party picked up a pair of beer bottles for you." Saying 'click', he broke Wei Xiaochi's frame.

Wei Xiaochi:! ! !

One second ago, he was shocked by Jiang Zhan's phrase "what can a thousand people do?", and the next second his glasses were cut with a big fork.

Wei Xiaochi snatched the frame, feeling very distressed, it was 50 yuan.

Jiang Zhan broke the frame on the mirror holder, Wei Xiaochi only snatched back one piece of glasses, and Jiang Zhan threw the other into the trash can.

Wei Xiaochi became anxious, "What are you doing?"

420 Five throws it away, why is he such a prodigal, and he is still a prodigal!

Han Ziyang bought two bottles of cold drinks from the small shop next to the cafeteria. As soon as he came out with the drinks, he saw Jiang Zhan walking towards the outside of the school, followed by another person.

Han Ziyang took a closer look, that look of shy brows and drooping eyes, isn't that the little four eyes?

"Brother Zhan, what are you doing, don't you want to eat?"

I don't know if Jiang Zhan didn't hear him, or if he didn't want to talk to him at all, and didn't even turn his head.

Seeing the two of them disappearing from sight one by one, Han Ziyang stood there in a daze.

What's going on with these two?

Wei Xiaochi didn't know what the situation was, Jiang Zhan broke his glasses for no reason, and seemed to be planning to get him a new pair.

Isn't this superfluous?

Wei Xiaochi followed Jiang Zhan out of the school gate, crossed the road, and entered an underground garage.

After walking for another minute, Jiang Zhan stopped in front of a motorcycle - matte paint, cool shape, smooth lines, very eye-catching.

This car was bought by his sister as a gift for Jiang Zhan's birthday. He rarely drives it. His mother is on a business trip these two days. Only then can Jiang Zhan enjoy himself.

On the day Wei Xiaochi was beaten, Jiang Zhan's motorcycle was parked in the garage opposite the school, and he happened to save Wei Xiaochi's life when he went to pick up the bike.

At that time, Jiang Zhan wasn't sure about Wei Xiaochi's physical condition, so he didn't ride a motorcycle to take him to the hospital, and took a taxi to be safe.

Jiang Zhan took out a key from his pocket, straddled the car seat, "Get in the car."

Motorcycles are fast and have a low safety factor. There is really no electric vehicle insurance.

But Wei Xiaochi couldn't imagine Jiang Zhan riding a tram, school bullies like them could only play handsome, and had no sense of safety.

Wei Xiaochi bit the bullet and sat up.

The designer of the motorcycle didn't consider the factor of carrying people at all. Wei Xiaochi was too crowded after sitting on it, and there was no place to put his hands.

"Can I..." Grabbing your clothes.

Before Wei Xiaochi finished speaking, he twisted his slender hand on the handlebar, and the exhaust system roared like an arrow from the motorcycle.

Wei Xiaochi lost his habit, grabbed Jiang Zhan's waist without even thinking about it, and stuttered in fright, "Slow down."

There are many speed limit cameras on the road, Jiang Zhan can't drive fast even if he wants to.

Wei Xiaochi was afraid that Jiang Zhan's skills were not good enough, so he was terrified all the way, and only put his heart back in the optical shop when he was carrying it.

When I looked up and saw the signboard, my heart was beating wildly again.

The design of the store is noble and elegant, the beige marble is inlaid with rose gold English logo, the glass curtain wall entrance, the fringe cradle chair is placed in the window next to it, the European-style round table is covered with white lace tablecloth, and the orange warm light is cast, which is warm and beautiful .

Is this an optical shop?

Wei Xiaochi didn't think so, this should be a slaughterhouse for killing sheep.

Moreover, it was a slaughterhouse dedicated to killing rich people, Wei Xiaochi turned his head and was about to leave, but was dragged into the store by Jiang Zhan's collar by the back.

Wei Xiaochi looked like a vampire who died at the sight of light, and was pushed in front of the clerk by Jiang Zhan, his face pale.

There are at least eleven or twelve staff members in the store, and Wei Xiaochi might commit a crime if they are stared at by these respectable beaters.

Jiang Zhan pointed at Wei Xiaochi, "Give him glasses."

The clerk had a professional and sweet smile on his face, "Okay, please come with me, let the optometrist measure your readings first."

Wei Xiaochi was kicked by Jiang Zhan like a football, and the clerk brought him to the optometrist with a smile. After the optometrist took the measurement, Wei Xiaochi returned to the female clerk who received him.

The female clerk was holding a tablet with Wei Xiaochi's optometry data on it.

"Your left eye is 450, and your right eye is 470. You also have astigmatism. The degree is not too small. I suggest you get a lens with a high refractive index."

Wei Xiaochi was taken aback for a moment, his left and right eyes measured yesterday were more than 500.

Jiang Zhan asked suddenly, "What are the benefits of a high refractive index?"

The saleswoman explained, "For the same degree, the higher the refractive index of the lens, the thinner the corresponding lens thickness."

Jiang Zhan said: "Then one with a high refractive index."

Female clerk: "Different materials have different refractive indices. I don't know which one you should choose?"

Jiang Zhan: "What materials are there?"

The female clerk patiently explained the material to Jiang Zhan, and occasionally Jiang Zhan interjected to ask, Wei Xiaochi, who really wears glasses, was put aside.

After finally selecting the material, the clerk began to introduce the frame again.

"Your friend must wear glasses with this degree for a long time. Although the frame is not heavy, it is a burden to the bridge of the nose if you wear it often. The titanium frame is light and comfortable."

Seeing Jiang Zhan falling into a consumption trap and being slaughtered, Wei Xiaochi gave him winks.

The other party was looking at a titanium frame and didn't notice him at all.

Wei Xiaochi was in a hurry, and tugged on Jiang Zhan's clothes.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Zhan frowned and shook off Wei Xiaochi, ordering, "Try this row of frames."

The row of frames that Jiang Zhan asked him to try had a black sign on it, with gold letters stamped on it—titanium frames.

Wei Xiaochi was going crazy, so he whispered into Jiang Zhan's ear, "I don't have that much money."

Jiang Zhan pointed his index finger at Wei Xiaochi's forehead, and pushed him away in disgust, "I told you to pay?"

Wei Xiaochi was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "Your parents earned your money back with great difficulty."

However, the prodigal rich second generation ignored this at all, "Hurry up and try, so much nonsense."

Wei Xiaochi gave up struggling, hugged 'Anyway, I'm sure I won't pay this money', and tried the frame according to Jiang Zhan's request.

After taking off his glasses, he couldn't see clearly, his vision was gray, he tried whatever Jiang Zhan asked him to try, and the mirror didn't look at it.

Jiang Zhan is obviously not a patient person, and Wei Xiaochi became impatient after asking Wei Xiaochi to change two frames, "That's it."

It was the uncle who paid the money, Wei Xiaochi had no objection.

After choosing the lenses and frames, Jiang Zhan took out his mobile phone to pay, "How much?"

"Hello, the lens you chose is 4888, the pure titanium frame is 1888, and the total is 6776."

"In addition, we will also give you a bottle of glasses cleaning solution worth 149. Of course, you can also come to us for free cleaning. In addition, there is a suede glasses cloth."

Wei Xiaochi suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. He knew that he would be slaughtered this time, but he didn't expect the other party to be so capable of being slaughtered.

Jiang Zhan paid the money happily.

Wei Xiaochi looked at him from fear of the school bully to worry about the landlord's stupid son.

After the glasses were ready, Wei Xiaochi took them with both hands, and carefully placed the glasses worth 6776 on the bridge of his nose.

The optometrist stood in front of Wei Xiaochi and adjusted the position of the mirror holder several times to ensure that the customer was comfortable enough.

Jiang Zhan glanced at Wei Xiaochi, and gave a harsh evaluation, "This is barely pleasing to the eye."

Wei Xiaochi: It's hard not to be pleasing to the eye with more than 6000 glasses.

I have to say that it is expensive for a reason. This spectacle lens is clearer than the previous one, and it is indeed much lighter.

But the sharpness was not as high as 4888. As for the frame, Wei Xiaochi was even more powerless to complain.

When they came out of the optical shop, there was not much time left for them to eat. There happened to be a beef shop opposite, and it was rare for Wei Xiaochi to invite them to treat them.

It is no exaggeration, Jiang Zhan was the first one who asked him to take the initiative to invite him to dinner.

In fact, Wei Xiaochi was not very willing in his heart, he was completely driven by an inexplicable complex emotion——

Jiang Zhan pouted his good glasses, and the other party spent money to remake him a pair of his own fault, and he was willing to spend as much as he wanted.

Having said that, Wei Xiaochi always felt strangely unhappy.

But his dissatisfaction was cheap, and when he saw a bowl of 30 beef noodles on the menu of the noodle shop, he disappeared in an instant.

After all the words had been said, Wei Xiaochi couldn't bear to turn his back on him, so Wei Wei ordered a beef noodle for Jiang Zhan and a bowl of cheap tomato and egg noodles for himself.

Two bowls of noodles 54.

Fortunately, in the city center, a mere bowl of tomato and egg noodles can be sold for 24.

Wei Xiaochi glanced at Jiang Zhan's face.

There are three pieces of beef, a marinated egg, a few green leafy vegetables, and a handful of green onions in the sky-high priced beef noodles.

Wei Xiaochi hummed critically, the appearance is just that, not worthy of its price.

Jiang Zhan seemed to think so too, took a bite of the beef, and immediately showed disgust, "Why is it so fishy?"

As he spoke, he was about to pick out the beef in the bowl and throw it on the table.

Wei Xiaochi had quick eyes and quick hands, he saved the cow with his chopsticks, and picked all the beef into his bowl, "Don't throw it away, I'll eat it."

Don't waste food, 30 a bowl.

This ancestor was too picky about food, and he was afraid that Jiang Zhan would think the beef noodles were fishy and order something else. Wei Xiaochi asked him eagerly, "Are you jealous? Do you want to add some vinegar?"

Jiang Zhan glanced at Wei Xiaochi, "Fall."

Wei Xiaochi picked up the vinegar pot and poured some. The chili seemed to be able to relieve the fishy smell, so he asked, "Would you like some chili?"

Alpha gave a reserved 'hmm'.

After putting the chili peppers, Jiang Zhan still refused to move his chopsticks. Wei Xiaochi didn't know what to do, "How about I go get you a spoon and ask them for some green onions?"

Looking at the overly eager beta, Jiang Zhan's face became more and more strange.

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Warning for the next chapter name scene, hahahahaha

Safety reminder: You still need to wear a helmet when riding a motorcycle, you must wear it!