Chapter 522 Don’t give me face with Sister Qin, just don’t give me face
Next, her phone kept broadcasting voice, receiving 3,000 yuan in payments, and receiving 3,000 yuan in payments...
Unexpectedly, on the first day she went to N University to go to school, the first thing she did was to collect payments, and she had to post a message on her Moments.
Yu Wanwan posted screenshots of the money he received to his Moments.
Just after sending it, Fan Yonghao from the table next to her came. She looked over there instinctively. Fan Yonghao was originally energetic. When he saw Yu Wanwan, his eyes dodged and became less confident in seconds.
Several people surrounded Fan Yonghao and discussed the incident of Fan Yonghao being slaughtered last night. "No wonder she didn't go to dinner last night and paid us money. It turned out that she wanted to wait for us to go and kill us."
"She must have received a lot of commissions last night, so shameless."
They seemed to be whispering and talking in a low voice, but in fact they were afraid that Yu Wanwan would not hear it, which was even louder than normal speaking.
Fan Yonghao was still unwilling to think of the more than 900,000 last night. He clenched his fists and looked at Yu Wanwan with anger.
Unexpectedly, Yu Wanwan held her cheek with one hand, faced him and smiled slightly at him.
With that smile, Fan Yonghao's guilty heart reached the crack in the ground. He hurriedly retracted his eyes and said to the people around him very righteously: "No matter how high or low a job is, it is not embarrassing to make money by his own ability."
Looking at his hypocritical appearance, everyone was surprised, "Fan Yonghao, have you taken the wrong medicine?"
"It was clearly her and Yuese who had sex with you last night. How could she not have had 90 years of wine?"
Of course Fan Yonghao knew he was cheated. These people reminded him like he was calling him an idiot. He had no place to vent, "Do you think I am you? I was trembling after drinking two bottles of 1982 wine. Come on.
Is it right?"
“…”
Indeed, although this classroom is full of rich second-generations, it has not yet been on its own. There is really no one who can take out more than 900,000 in cash at once.
A girl cast admirational gaze at Fan Yonghao, "Mr. Fan is really rich. My mother gives me only one million yuan in living expenses for a year."
Another boy sighed, "I'm a little more than you, one million. I'll ask me to take out 900,000 yuan. I may not eat or drink for half a year."
This made Fan Yonghao's vanity surge. He straightened his back and laughed coldly at the people who left him last night, "Your pattern also wants to compare with me?"
Fan Yonghao was immersed in this vanity. When everyone left, she came to Yu Wanwan's seat, squeezed a bench with her, and begged him in a low voice, "Sister Qin, don't tell me about this."
Please, please look at me.
Yu Wanwan raised his hand and patted him on the back, "Don't worry, Sister Qin, I'm not that kind of person."
The two seemed to have a good relationship. The classmate who had just come in was surprised to see this scene, "Fan Yonghao, why are you with her?"
Fan Yonghao immediately hugged Yu Wanwan's shoulder and replied to the man: "This is my sister Qin from now on. If you don't respect her, you don't respect me."
After last night's home court and spending of more than 900,000 yuan, Fan Yonghao established his identity as the first brother in this class.
What he said was still somewhat important.
Fan Yonghao turned around and said to Yu Wanwan, "Sister Qin, please ask me for help if you have any trouble at school in the future."
"Okay." Yu Wanwan pretended to remember something, "But when it comes to help, I really have something I want to ask you for help."
Fan Yonghao patted his chest proudly, "What do you say, I will cover it with me."
As long as he doesn't want to pay back the money now.
Yu Wanwan looked around and left, then leaned closer to Fan Yonghao's ear and whispered: "Next, I may not have time to come to class. The teacher called me and called me. If a teacher noticed it, you can say I'll go to the bathroom.
Now.”
"No problem." Fan Yonghao agreed without hesitation, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He wished Yu Wanwan didn't come to class every day, and couldn't learn knowledge, so he got out early.
"Professor Cheng is here."
When he heard someone say that the teacher was coming, Fan Yonghao immediately returned to his position. Yu Wanwan raised her head and looked at the front door of the classroom.
After nine years, Yu Wanwan was surprised to see Cheng Zhenzhen again. She was surprised that Cheng Zhenzhen had no changes at all. She had baby face and collagen on her face. She still liked to wear high heels and still had long black hair.
It seems that the image of N's big white moonlight is still maintaining.
Yu Wanwan didn't want to have too much interaction with her former teacher. She glanced at her, lay on the table, and covered her face with a book.
When she clicked her name, she shouted 'to'. Cheng Zhenzhen didn't seem to notice her, and did not click her name throughout the whole process.
The class ended smoothly.
Cheng Zhenzhen closed the computer, and Yu Wanwan guessed that she was going to start assigning homework.
As she expected, Cheng Zhenzhen spoke, "I will leave you homework for this classmate. Now there are one million kilograms of oranges and grapefruits in Guyu County that are unsold. The three of you are in a group and give me a plan to help farmers. This week
Leave it to me."
She specifically reminded, "Don't ask family members or anyone to help you, and you are not allowed to plagiarize plans that have appeared, otherwise your grades will be invalid."
A group of people who have never really entered the workplace have become very impressed when they hear about writing a marketing plan for one million kilograms of unsold fruits.
"Professor Cheng, do you have to write it all?"
Cheng Zhenzhen asked seriously: "This is also a question for the admission test, what do you think?"
When they heard it was an admission test, everyone shut up and could only roll up their sleeves and fuck.
There are three people in a group, and everyone immediately chooses people to form a team, "Let's have three in a group."
"Then the three of us."
There were thirty-one people in the class, and those few people quickly formed a group and quickly formed ten groups.
Yu Wanwan lay on the table, indifferent.
Fan Yonghao had already formed a group with others, and then when he saw Yu Wanwan, he certainly didn't want to be with Yu Wanwan. He glanced at the crowd and his eyes were fixed on a girl with curly hair and black frame glasses.
"I just knew you were going to work with Sister Qin. Sister Qin has experience in the workplace, so you can take advantage of her."
Everyone: Bah!
Anyone who is a nightclub who only sings and laughs on stage, what kind of workplace experience do you have?
Fang Zhixiao certainly didn't believe Fan Yonghao's words. After all, this was an admission test, which affected whether she could continue to study at N University. Her face was full of concerns.
Seeing her hesitating, Fan Yonghao's face darkened, "Are you going?"
The rest of the people also gave Fang Zhixiao a warning look. Fang Zhixiao lowered his head cowardly and walked to Yu Wanwan's table, "Qin Yue, we are in a group."
Yu Wanwan said 'oh', very casually, and seemed to not take this matter to heart at all.
Fang Zhixiao was very anxious, "Let's go to the library to find books together."
"Yeah." Yu Wanwan responded lazily, and then continued to change positions and sleep on her lying down.
Just now, she knew that she saw Yu Wanwan sleeping soundly and sang the song "Liangliang" in her heart.