After bringing Cao Bingqi home yesterday, Jiang Wenxuan went to do her own business. She didn't see Jiang Mingxian until this morning.
Jiang Mingxian smiled when he saw his sister. Then he asked tentatively: "You went to pick up the pudding yesterday. Nothing happened, right?"
"No." Jiang Wenxuan didn't react for a moment. She forgot about her bet with Ling Cang.
"But I heard from Pudding that you had a fight with one of her friends."
"Oh. I'm talking about that Ling... Ling Cang." Jiang Wenxuan snorted disdainfully: "That kid is so arrogant. At first glance, he is not a good person."
"We should not be too subjective when looking at others, and we should not be superstitious about the first impression." Jiang Mingxian smiled and shook his head. Then he told his sister: "Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to the capital. I'll be back the day after tomorrow."
"Has the funding problem been solved?"
"Not yet." Jiang Mingxian mentioned this matter. His mood was not very high: "I went here this time to talk to them. Can I lower my guarantee? If not, then we will lose this project and lose a lot of money. "
"I believe brother can do it."
"I hope so." Jiang Mingxian ate breakfast in a hurry and went out. He heard Cao Bingqi mention Jiang Wenxuan's quarrel with Ling Cang, so he asked casually and didn't take it to heart.
But Jiang Wenxuan was interested. She found Cao Bingqi and asked a little embarrassedly: "Pudding... I want to ask you something."
"What."
"What's that Ling Cang's phone number?"
"Why are you asking this?" Cao Bingqi remembered that she vaguely heard "two hundred million" yesterday, and asked seriously: "Are you going to ask Ling Cang for money?"
"Are you kidding..." Jiang Wenxuan waved her hands disdainfully: "How much money do you think Ling Cang will have."
"I heard from Sister Xuening that his life is quite embarrassing. His total net worth is probably only a few thousand yuan."
"That's enough." Jiang Wenxuan smiled: "I have other things to do with him."
"Okay then..." Cao Bingqi took out Ling Cang's phone number and warned uneasily: "Ling Cang really has no money. Auntie, don't embarrass him."
"No problem." Jiang Wenxuan promised. But when she dialed the phone to Ling Cang, her expression changed: "Little brat, today is the second day. How are you preparing the money?"
"Who do you call a brat?"
"You." Jiang Wenxuan said the word repeatedly. Then she asked: "Aren't you."
"Even if I am...but who are you?"
"I can't even hear my voice. Is there anyone else who bet you 200 million?" Jiang Wenxuan was a little angry. As long as she took the initiative to call a man, any man would feel flattered. Only this little brat. He didn't even appreciate it: "You are a high school student. You have never worked in society. You don't know anything. You dare to brag and give out 200 million. What on earth were you thinking at the time."
Ling Cang really wanted to tell Jiang Wenxuan. If you are not convinced, go to CHUANG and have it measured. No one knows better. But Ling Cang didn't say that in the end. He just told Jiang Wenxuan coldly: "There are still two days. How do you know that I can't take it?" come out."
"Okay. I'll wait for you. But I want to ask first how much you have raised."
"I..." Ling Cang rolled his eyes and replied: "Not much. Just a hundred and eighty."
"Really?" Jiang Wenxuan couldn't help but sneer: "I want to remind you. There are still two days. By this time tomorrow, if you can't come up with 200 million, just get out of Minghai."
"Wait a minute. We agreed on three days, not the third day. You should ask me for money the day after tomorrow."
"Okay. I am tolerant and generous. I will see you at this time the day after tomorrow."
"Remember to wear sexy underwear the day after tomorrow. Preferably a thong and a lace bra. I like this. Also, wash yourself clean and smell good."
"You little bastard, go to hell." She cursed fiercely. Jiang Wenxuan hung up the phone and threw the phone aside. Quickly, she looked at the phone and suddenly felt that her behavior was a bit ridiculous: "What am I doing? Now. I can see you like a little kid..."
Sikong You had been prepared for a long time. He had arranged several places to stay. As long as the current place where he lived was exposed, he could move immediately. He packed up his treasure collection. With the help of Ling Cang, he came to Li No. 1 Middle School. A high-end residential complex far away.
It's the same TOWNHOUSE, with the same layout. If he hadn't moved along with him, Ling Cang would hardly have noticed that there were two places.
After leaving Sikong Youfa, with 200 million in his arms, Lingcang felt extremely good. As he walked on the road, the air was extraordinarily fresh, the sky was extraordinarily blue, and the sun was extraordinarily bright.
Ling Cang now really wants someone to come over and make fun of him. He said that he is a special admissions student from a poor family, and the clothes he wears are cheap and sharp. In this way, he can take out this 200 million banknote and slap him hard.
It is said that hitting someone is not a slap in the face. However, being slapped in the face with money is a kind of enjoyment that many people rush to do.
Unfortunately, no one came to provoke him in the end. Ling Cang felt very disappointed. There was class in the afternoon. Ling Cang had just entered the classroom when he heard Chun Xiaohua holding a newspaper and shouting loudly: "Great news. Great surprise."
The students subscribed to many magazines and newspapers. Chun Xiaohua alone had more than a dozen copies. Ling Cang walked over and asked for the newspaper. He asked casually: "What a big surprise."
"There was an earthquake in Japan." Chun Xiaohua's face was full of sunshine. She was as excited as if she had received chicken blood: "It was a magnitude 9 earthquake. It triggered a tsunami. Thousands of people died. It is estimated that more people will die. And The earthquake also cracked the nuclear power plant."
"Tch." Liang Xiangyu waved his hand disdainfully. But he looked very happy: "You really didn't realize it. You didn't go online last night."
Not only Chun Xiaohua but also Ling Cang didn't go online last night. She just learned about this great news.
Ling Cang originally thought that nothing could be more satisfying than getting 200 million. Now it seems that the earthquake in Japan can also give him a climax.
"What a huge, huge surprise." Ling Cang sat back in his seat and forgot about the check for a while.
"The nuclear power plant leaked. I don't know if it will affect us. Minghai is a coastal city." Shen Fanlei shook his head and said with a little worry: "The nuclear radiation thing is quite scary. Speaking of Japan, a country as small as Japan. Why are there so many nuclear power plants?”
"Don't be unreasonable. So what if there is radiation in the nuclear power plant? Over the years, we have eaten waste oil and poisoned rice, drank melamine and leather milk. Why?" Ling Cang looked at Shen Fanlei and said very seriously: "Also Isn’t it just to survive the next biological war? So we have already won at the starting line.”
Shen Fanlei laughed out loud: "That's right."
"Since I came to No. 1 Middle School, my life has been very representative. I wake up in the morning and drink a glass of melamine-laced milk. Then I wear a fake Adidas sportswear and go to the east wall food stall. I eat two gutter-fried dough sticks and A bowl of soup made from lymphatic meat, served with a Sudanese red salted egg. At noon, I went to the canteen and asked for a plate of water-injected meat fried with pesticide leeks, braised contraceptive fish, and fried urea bean sprouts. Then a bowl of refurbished stale rice or two dyed steamed buns In the evening, I brewed a pot of flavored tea and went to study upstairs. After that, I went to a nearby small restaurant with my classmates to drink some wine containing methanol. Finally, I went back to the apartment and got into a black quilt to sleep... Nuclear radiation is a weird thing.
Ling Cang was talking here. Liang Xiangyu came over and patted his shoulder: "Look. Those Japanese students are dejected. I wonder if they are worried about things at home."
Ling Cang was happy: "I don't know why. I feel happy when I see them getting angry."
The international class in the first grade of high school is not far from the third class. You can often see the students in the international class passing by the door. Although you don't know most of them, they look familiar to them.
When the ancient martial arts club first annexed the Taekwondo club, the Japanese students and the Korean students made trouble together. However, the Japanese students quickly withdrew. Only the Korean students were left shouting. Except this time, Ling Cang and the Japanese students |This student has no contact and doesn’t know much about it.
There are many legends surrounding these Japanese students in the school. Most of them accuse them of playing tricks on Chinese girls. Some people say that they secretly smuggle home appliances. There are even rumors that they take drugs collectively. But they are just legends. No one knows There is no conclusive evidence.
Just as Liang Xiangyu said, these Japanese students were all listless as they filed past the class door.
"It's strange..." Liang Xiangyu scratched his head: "Their home was shaken like that. Why didn't they buy a plane ticket and return home quickly?"
"I'm afraid that not only will they not leave, but they will attract a bunch of relatives and friends."
"why do you say so."
"That little broken country will be gone after another earthquake. Who knows what will happen next. They will definitely have to seek refuge in China." Ling Cang smiled coldly. Then he asked: "By the way, the school has been here these days. Who is it?"
"The new students are all in place. The new teachers are almost there. I heard that one will be assigned to our class. Besides...it seems that no one is coming." Liang Xiangyu glanced at Ling Cang and felt a little strange: "Why all of a sudden? Ask this."
"Just asking casually." This sentence was just perfunctory. This morning at Sikong Youyuan, the mysterious power disappeared after Sima Tian left. Obviously, the owner of the power knew how to hide the aura. But Ling Cang still paid attention. Arrive. Their location seems to be not far from No. 1 Middle School.
The three of them were chatting. Hong Xue walked in swaggering. Liang Xiangyu chuckled: "This is not Miss Hong. She is such a rare guest. She is back in class."
"Why, you're not welcome."
"Don't dare. Don't dare."
Hongxue saw Ling Cang at a glance. She took out five dollars from her pocket and said, "Hey Ling Cang, I'm thirsty. Go out and buy me a bottle of black tea."
Ling Cang felt aggrieved. He was now worth 200 million. Hong Xue actually regarded him as a follower. It was almost a conditioned reflex. Ling Cang pulled out the check: "Do you know …”
"What do I know?" Hong Xue took the check over and crumpled it into a ball without even looking at it. He threw it back to Ling Cang and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and buy it."
"You..." Ling Cang hurriedly picked up the check and unfolded it to see that it was no different from waste paper: "You went too far."
"Why did I go too far?" Hong Xue was also a little angry: "I'm thirsty. I asked you to buy a bottle of water. Isn't that right? You forgot that you are my follower."
"I quit."
Hong Xue stretched out her hand and said, "Give me your wages back."
Ling Cang really wanted to slap the check on Hong Xue's face and shouted: "Is two hundred million enough?" The problem is that the check cannot be folded or folded. Otherwise, it cannot be cashed or transferred. This check is really useless paper now.
"What kind of salary will I give you?" Shen Fanlei came over. She looked at Hong Xue coldly and said, "Did you take medicine last night without turning on the light? Then you bullied your classmates on the first day you came back to class."
"What you say is so unpleasant." Hong Xue was still very arrogant, but he was still a little afraid of Shen Fanlei: "He is my follower. I have already paid my salary in advance."
"How much salary do you give him? I'll give you double the salary. How about that."
"This is not a question of money. I don't need money for errands." Hong Xue looked up at the ceiling and said slowly: "If you return the money to me, I will never let Ling Cang do things for me again. It would be so shameless. ah.."
"I'm so embarrassed to ask Ling Cang to do things for you..."
"Ah." Hong Xue was a little surprised when she heard this. She turned her eyes to Shen Fanlei: "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is..." Shen Fanlei pulled Ling Cang and put her hand on his arm: "He is my boyfriend. I didn't even ask him to do this or that. You are even less qualified."
Hong Xue stared at Shen Fanlei in stunned silence. He laughed out loud: "Are you kidding..."
"No kidding." Liang Xiangyu stood in the middle and put his hand on the shoulders of Ling Cang and Shen Fanlei: "The two of them have already established a relationship. They are boyfriend and girlfriend. You don't believe it."
"Of course I don't believe it." Hong Xue stood up suddenly: "Shen Fanlei, you are crazy. You actually found such a boyfriend. You are so poor that you want nothing."
"I like him. That's enough." Shen Fanlei has never publicly said that she likes Ling Cang, but she shamelessly admitted it now.
"Can you change your boyfriend? Don't embarrass our school beauty."
"I am the old school beauty. You are the new school beauty. My thoughts are different from yours." Shen Fanlei didn't pay much attention to things like school beauties in the past. She didn't bother to compete with others. But today, a hundred and eighty-year-old girl came here. U-turn: "The difference between you and me is the difference between aristocrats and nouveau riche."
Hong Xue stopped arguing with Shen Fanlei. Instead, she sneered and said to Ling Cang, "I didn't see it. You are quite sensible."
"If I had the right principles, I wouldn't be like this..." Ling Cang held the scrapped check in his hands and burst into tears: "My money..."