Luo Hui felt that he was still a little too nervous, but this was reasonable, after all, he was on the run now.
After stocking the goods, Luo Hui returned to the convenience store and did not tell Su Ying about meeting Feng Yigang. After putting all the goods back in place, the three of them were busy all day, and Wu Di stayed.
Luo Hui prepares to go out to sleep with Su Ying.
Well, strictly speaking, I went to book a room.
There is no way that the store here in Beijing Film Academy only has a small room for people to sleep in. It would be okay for Luo Hui and Wu Di to sleep together. As for Su Ying, it is impossible. Luo Hui is not worried about Su Ying being alone outside.
, and went with her.
Luo Hui and Su Ying did not go to any high-end place, but found a hotel nearby.
After spending the whole night without talking, I continued to go to the convenience store the next morning.
Today's business is much quieter than yesterday. But it is still quite impressive for a newly opened store. However, this day seems a bit boring, but boring is boring, but it is better than wandering around blindly.
Well come.
Zhang Qiang, who won the mysterious grand prize yesterday, is here again, but his face turned red when he saw Luo Hui. In fact, Zhang Qiang and Luo Hui are about the same age. The students at the Film and Television University are not as old as those in high school.
But when students compare with people in society, they always feel that one is immature and the other is much more mature.
When Luo Hui saw Zhang Qiang coming, a smile filled his face and he said, "Hey, are you here, my destined customer?"
"Well, good morning, Brother Hui." Zhang Qiang nodded but kept his head buried, as if he didn't dare to look at Luo Hui.
"Hehe... Zhang Qiang, is that gift practical?" Luo Hui asked deliberately.
"Very good." Zhang Qiang said softly.
Luo Hui must have known what to give, so he lowered his head and looked at Zhang Qiang, and was suddenly shocked. Oh dear... a panda has arrived.
Young people, you must take it easy.
"Uh... Zhang Qiang, don't be too lively at night. Too many things can be harmful to your health," Luo Hui said.
Zhang Qiang's face suddenly turned red. He took something in his hand and looked at the price. He quickly paid and walked out in a panic.
Luo Hui looked at him funny, but not long after Zhang Qiang walked out, there was a sudden sound of brakes coming from outside.
"Fuck...who the hell is that? It's great to have a car, right? If you don't show off when you drive so fast, you'll die."
Zhang Qiang's curses also came from outside. Luo Hui walked to the door and took a look. He saw that the things in Zhang Qiang's hand were scattered on the floor, but fortunately no one was hit. But his anger was suddenly ignited.
, he even forgot that the other party was driving a BMW Z4 sports car.
The owner of the red BMW Z4 also walked out after hearing Zhang Qiang's scolding. He was dressed in a white suit and blue tie, and he looked like a Yushu Linfeng. He was a handsome young man through and through.
The handsome guy was in his early twenties, with long hair, and a face full of disdain. But he seemed to not want to cause trouble, so he walked over and asked, "Have we met?"
Zhang Qiang had already reacted from his anger. He was still a little scared when he saw that the car the other party drove was a BMW Z4. His family was quite rich, otherwise he would not have been able to spend 5,000 yuan to win Hong Kong.
Kiss. It’s just that his current car is just a Hyundai costing more than 100,000 yuan, which is not on the same level as the BMW Z4.
However, when he heard that the other party actually asked him if he was okay, Zhang Qiang suddenly became more courageous and said: "Have you touched me? Just stand there and let me bump into you and see if you can touch me!"
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A cold light flashed in the handsome boy's eyes immediately, but he still acted like a humble gentleman and said: "Since you have encountered it, I will pay for the medical expenses. You can take the money and go to the hospital to see if anything happens. Don't delay the treatment."
,How much do you want?"
Zhang Qiang couldn't understand. Aren't the children of rich families all arrogant and arrogant like himself? The guy in front of him must be a lawless rich second generation. How could he be so easy to talk to? Is he really a fool who has been knocked down?
Swallowing his saliva, Zhang Qiang said cheerfully: "Not much, I may have injured a bone, and then I have to take a film or something, and then I have to be hospitalized for a period of time. Well, medical expenses, mental loss expenses, missed tuition fees
, the nutritional expenses add up, you can just give me 35,000 to 80,000 yuan."
The handsome boy's expression changed when he heard this, and then he became sinister and sneered: "Do you really want 80,000?"
Zhang Qiang is now a dead pig and is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. He said: "This is what you said yourself, you want to pay 80,000, I force you."
"Well... you didn't force me and I volunteered." As he said that, the handsome young man took out a few wads of money from his pocket. It should be around twenty or thirty thousand, or the ones he had just taken out were unopened.
After tearing down the white note, the handsome young man took out a piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it at Zhang Qiang's face. He said with a sneer, "You poor man who doesn't know how to live or die, your blackmail is coming to Mr. Ting of your family."
Come on, I will kill you today for having never seen any money."
After saying that, the handsome young man who called Mr. Ting took out a few more coins and threw them in Zhang Qiang's face, again and again, and soon the wad of money was gone.
Being hit with money is something that many people dream of. But when people passing by saw this scene, their faces were full of anger, not to mention Zhang Qiang’s whole face turned livid and his fists clenched.
ring.
"You're trying to trick me, haha... Idiot, you didn't go find out whose son I, Wang Ting, am in Beicheng, and you dared to blackmail me. You gave me such shameless things, I'll use my money today."
I'll smash you to death!"
"Wang Ting, it turns out he is Mr. Ting whose reputation has spread even before he came to Beijing Film Academy!"
"Yes, no wonder he is so rich, it turns out he is Young Master Ting."
"Zhang Qiang is going to be in bad luck. He actually offended Mr. Ting, the son of the deputy mayor of Beicheng Wang Hai. Alas..."
The comments from the people around him reached Luo Hui's ears, and also reached Zhang Qiang's ears. After the latter clenched his clenched fists hard for a few times, he suddenly relaxed and said with a smile on his face.
: "It feels so good to be hit with money. I used to dream about being hit with money every night when I went to bed. I never thought it would come true now. Thank you Mr. Ting for making my dream come true. Please spend more."
Zhang Qiang's words left many people in disbelief. Is Zhang Qiang so spineless? Isn't he just a little rich?
"Which class is that boy from? He's so shameless." A girl said in disgust.
"I think he is a second-year student in the acting department. His name is Zhang Qiang." Another girl explained.
"Fuck... Zhang Qiang, this kid is so spineless. Even if you beat me to death, I won't say something like that today. Let's go. Now the second graders in the acting department are embarrassed."
"That's right, I always thought Zhang Qiang was a good guy, but I never expected that he turns out to be such a poor, short-minded, useless guy. It's really embarrassing to be a classmate with him!"
The students from Beijing Film Academy and Zhang Qiang's classmates all looked at him with disgust, but Zhang Qiang still said with a smile on his face: "Young Master Ting, you don't need to spend more money on your hands. Don't burden your precious life with this work."
body."
Wang Ting sneered, threw the money in his hand at Zhang Qiang's face, and said disdainfully: "Useless thing, coward."
Zhang Qiang smiled bitterly and actually bent down to pick up the money. All the students booed and left. Luo Hui was probably the only one present who didn't have such a look on his face. On the contrary, he nodded slightly.
Only by being able to ninja can you become a real man!
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