When the full-level boss falls off his horse

Chapter 143 Empty 5
"Hey, little brother, here, look here!"

It's the fried skewer boss. He stood across the street and secretly waved his hands twice.
Qin Wei'an looked sideways with his trouser pockets in his hands, his demeanor was completely different from before.
They all stunned the security guard who pulled the red bar.
After all, the child was not like this just now.
The security guard didn't think it was a student of their school, they were not dressed like that at all.
Qin Wei'an asked Bureau Huang to give him an identity, and he didn't really want to go to class.
So he didn't enter the school gate of the attached high school, but walked to the opposite side of the road.
The fried skewer boss pushed his tricycle forward: "I saw your sister was here just now, and I didn't dare to call you. I pushed the car for you. I just bought these skewers at the vegetable market this morning. They are all fresh. It's on."

The boy glanced at him: "There's still something missing."

"Almost something?" The fried skewer owner scratched his head: "There's also fire and oil. What's the difference?"

The teenager looks at his clothes.
The fried skewer boss always felt a little cold: "Little brother, I'm a family man, don't you have any thoughts about me."

"Uncle seems to have misunderstood me." The young man put his hand on the handlebar of the tricycle and said casually, "When my sister is not around, I have a more unified view of others, and I kicked my ribs to talk about things."

Hearing this, the fried skewer boss shook.
The boy turned sideways, sat on the tricycle, propped up on his long legs, rebellious.
More and more people came to see it.
"That little brother also rides a tricycle, so handsome!"

"The temperament is so good, even the tricycle looks a lot more expensive, what kind of fairy is this!"

"Is he going to sell skewers?"

The young man leaned on the car with one leg, as if the discussions around him had nothing to do with him, and turned his hand to scan the payment code on the car: "Deposit."

The fried skewer boss was moved, and the boy actually offered to give a deposit!

He thought that he would cheat people according to the other party's arrogance.

His car might be gone.
It doesn't matter how much money it is, it's good to have it, let's give him the living expenses of his daughter first.
Schools like University A are expensive.
There are more rich people than clouds in the sky.
He sells fried skewers, so it's better to avoid his daughter.
The fried skewer boss thought about it, and turned on his phone.
Ten thousand?
He looked up abruptly, and the boy had disappeared.
There is a sentence written in the transfer record: the leg injury should be treated as soon as possible.
The fried skewer boss lowered his head and stood there without moving for a long time.
Swish!
Gu Jie is stuck in the A major, and his speed is so fast that he can almost blow the wind.
It's hard to find anyone other than her who can drive the tram so coolly.
It is mainly parked next to a row of cars, which is particularly out of place.
All the students who come and go from University A are watching.
"Who is this? So poor."

"I don't know, it must be a lecture class again, and there will be people sneaking in there occasionally."

"If you are poor, you can take the exam outside the province. Why do you come to University A? Tell me, Li Zi."

Calling her name Li Zi didn't know what she was thinking, but when she heard someone calling her, she smiled and said, "That's right."

"What are you thinking about, let's go, let's find out which class she is in, and let her understand that A University is not accessible by electric vehicles."

Gu Jie, who had parked the car, took off the helmet with one leg, locked it, and carried the bag, all in one go.
Only then did people see her appearance. Her long hair was spread out, her eyebrows and eyes were extremely beautiful, and even when she raised her eyes, there was a faint sense of business.
In this regard, Gu Jie is indeed different from ordinary girls.
That's how people used to describe her.
Seeing President Gu is like seeing money.
(End of this chapter)