Quick Wear: The host is beautiful and ruthless

The boy over there sighed and explained the matter briefly.

"In order to vent your anger on my sister-in-law, my eldest brother took us to stop someone today. It was Ning Yan. We had already found her, but suddenly a man rushed over and had a fight with the eldest brother."

"Um... In the end, both sides suffered losses, so we had to bring my eldest brother to the clinic for medicine."

In order to save the eldest brother's face, the younger brother finally lied, otherwise a group of them would not be able to beat a young man and would make a joke out of him.

Zhang Xue frowned when she heard this and asked the question she was most concerned about.

"So what about Ning Yan, how is she?"

What else could she do? She was unscathed. The younger brother replied, "That man rushed over first, and we didn't have time to hit her."

Zhang Xue's face froze, trash!
She was actually repelled by a person. Is it a joke that they usually fight? She was so angry that she hung up the phone.

The faces of the people next to Zhang Xue also looked bad.

I originally thought that Ning Yan would be injured and hospitalized, but who knew she was so lucky that someone happened to save her.

"...So, what should we do next?"

"We will review it in front of the whole school next Monday. I can't imagine how arrogant Ning Yan will be."

"I've been beaten and beaten again and again, and even filing a complaint is useless. Why don't we call the police?"

"You are stupid. There is no sign of her in the surveillance. The police will definitely not arrest her without evidence. Maybe we will be beaten down. Didn't the lesson learned yesterday be profound enough?"

Several people complained at the same time, secretly resenting Zhang Xue for not doing good things.

Zhang Xue didn't say a word and gritted her teeth tightly. None of the five of them could do anything to Ning Yan. Damn it!

Why did things suddenly change like this? Obviously Ning Yan should be the one who is worried.

The few people were quiet for a while, and then Tang Tang spoke.

"Instead of being passively beaten, we should take the initiative. Since she is a good fighter, we will not fight her and start from other aspects, such as throwing mice on her table and graffiti on her seat."

"They are all girls. I don't believe she is not afraid of these things."

A few people suddenly felt enlightened. Yes, they couldn't be beaten. They could do small tricks behind their backs.

And they usually go together, so she can't hit them in front of everyone.

"Tang Tang is still smart and has many ideas."

"I will prepare some dead mice tomorrow and put them in her desk box on Monday. They will definitely scare her to tears!"

The atmosphere relaxed, and several girls relaxed and started talking and laughing.

……

the other side.

Ning Yan installed the computer in the room and sat on a stool to operate it.

White light poured into the room, and the girl's slender fingers flew across the keyboard, typing out afterimages.

If you want to make money legally through computers as quickly as possible, one of them is to dig corporate loopholes. As long as the program is developed by humans, there will be loopholes to some extent.

Therefore, many companies will openly authorize professionals to dig loopholes for a fee.

In one day, Ning Yan dug dozens of corporate vulnerabilities.

Large loopholes can earn tens of thousands of dollars, while small loopholes can range from hundreds to thousands.

[I’ll go to the host, you’re making money so fast, what are your plans next? Stock trading? 】

Ning Yan closed the computer with a snap and rubbed his eyes.

'What kind of stocks do you want to trade in? Minors are not allowed to trade in stocks. '

The mission doesn't say that you need to become a wealthy businessman, so just have enough money.

Why add more work to yourself?

[…] When did the host become law-abiding?

[I just found out that Zhang Xue took half a month's leave from her class teacher and didn't come to school. How can the host retaliate against her? 】

There was a slight sound of unlocking in the corridor, and Ning Yan's eyebrows narrowed, and then the door to the living room opened, followed by the sound of slow footsteps.

Ning Yan heard that it was the original owner's grandma who came back from get off work, but she suddenly remembered that she didn't cook!
After touching the last few dozen dollars in his bag, Ning Yan immediately got up and walked out. The girl was like a gust of wind, and the old man had already disappeared without even seeing her face clearly.

"Nanny, where are you going so late?" Grandma turned her head and asked loudly.

"Buy something."

The girl came from the corridor to answer.

Grandma walked to the door and asked again, "Is the money enough?"

There was no sound this time. I probably ran downstairs and couldn't hear it.

……

Nanshan Villa.

"Master, the transfer procedures have been completed. You can report to Weiming Middle School on Monday." The housekeeper handed over a few slips.

The young man was wearing a beige sweatshirt, with sharp and handsome features. He raised his chin slightly, and his expression could not be described as lazy and arrogant.

"Well, thank you, Uncle Zhang." Wen Ye replied politely.

The housekeeper hesitated for a few seconds, "Master, I asked someone to inquire. Many students in Class 6, Grade 2, like to fight, act impulsively and refuse to obey discipline, and their class teacher is indifferent."

"I'm worried that the young master won't be able to adapt to the environment if he goes there."

The housekeeper put it politely, but it probably meant that he was afraid that the young man would be bullied in the past.

The boy crossed his legs, and the hottest football game was playing on the projection screen. The boy kept staring, seemingly very interested.

Wen Ye didn't speak, so the housekeeper kept his mouth shut.

The young master has a bad temper. If he talks too much at this time, he will definitely be dissatisfied.

boom!
A middle-aged man in a suit and tie pushed the door in from the outside and used some force to close the door.

"Wen Ye!"

The middle-aged man took long strides with a hint of anger on his brows.

The young man glanced at him with his peripheral vision and raised the corners of his mouth with disdain.

"I have good ears, so there's no need to shout so loudly."

"You!" the middle-aged man became even more angry, "I am your father, why are you talking to me!"

The young man withdrew his peripheral vision and still sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. The light in the living room shone on him like the most dazzling work of art in the exhibition hall.

The young man's eyebrows were raised and he just sneered when he heard this. It was obvious that he didn't take the man who called himself his father seriously.

The middle-aged man was holding back his anger.

"I asked you to go to Crewe Academy, why didn't you listen? That Weiming Middle School is just a civilian school. What can you learn in the past!"

Crewe College is a well-known private school with annual tuition of tens of thousands, not including other expenses.

Going to school there means you are at least well off, which is also a sign of class.

"Civilian?" The boy's mouth twitched downwards.

"In what era do you still hear such words?"

"Father, would you like to remind you that you were once what you call a commoner? No, it should be worse. After all, you couldn't even afford to eat at the beginning."

"After living in the Wen family for several years, you really think of yourself as the master, right? It's funny!"

The young man put his feet on the edge of the sofa with a proud posture.

The middle-aged man was furious. Wen Ye was indeed right. He came from a very poor background and even dropped out of school to work.

If the eldest lady of the Wen family hadn't taken a liking to him, he would definitely not be as successful as he is today.

"I'm not discussing with you what's wrong with Crewe Academy. You can get to know more elite kids there, which will help you more in the future."

"Xiao Zhang, you go to school tomorrow and help him handle this matter. Anyway, I don't want my son to go to such an ordinary school."

The housekeeper looked at the middle-aged man and then at the young man, his expression hesitant and he said nothing.