The super rich starts with the self-discipline challenge

Chapter 15: The King of Europe
Zhong Yun drove away the annoying guy Gao Yutao.

At noon, he accompanied Ruan Xi to the lottery store again.

He found that every time she successfully scratched out a prize, her eyes would always light up, sparkling with a hint of excitement and hope.

It’s only three hundred dollars, is it that serious?

Although Zhong Yun didn't understand, he felt a sense of satisfaction when he saw her so happy.

Saved another lost girl.

Su Ziyu is just rebellious and disobedient, but Ruan Xi has suicidal tendencies.

He felt he had saved a young life.

……

In the afternoon, Zhong Yun was typing at home. At around five o'clock, his niece Wen Xiaoyue came back.

As soon as she entered the door, she said excitedly, "Uncle, guess who I met in the elevator just now?"

Zhong Yun was lying on the sofa, relaxing himself and relieving the fatigue from overusing his brain. He asked casually, "Who?"

"Ruan Xi!"

Wen Xiaoyue said excitedly, "She actually took the initiative to talk to me, asking me what grade I was in and what subject I chose..."

Zhong Yun looked at her strangely. She was not a man and she just chatted with Ruan Xi for a few words. Was there any need to be so excited?

"What else did she say?"

"She also said that I could visit her at her home when I have time. She is a really nice person."

Zhong Yun saw that her eyes were almost full of stars, and he found it a little funny, "Didn't you say last time that she was too cold and a little pretentious?"

Wen Xiaoyue was anxious and explained, "That's because I haven't met her and don't know her. She is really a very good person."

I have to say that Ruan Xi's looks are really popular with both men and women. With just a flick of her finger, his niece became her little fangirl.

……

On Sunday, Su Wan returned by plane.

Zhong Yun drove to the airport to pick her up. After picking her up and getting in the car, the first thing she asked was, "How did you see him?"

He could only say, "Mr. Su introduced her, so of course she's very good. But, she's so good, she definitely doesn't like me."

Su Wan said, "Don't belittle yourself. I asked, and the girl is very satisfied with you. You have a good image and good character, which is much better than those men who look glamorous. You will definitely meet someone who knows what you are worth."

Zhong Yun suspected that she was just making empty promises, but he had no evidence. "Mr. Su, you are too kind."

Su Wan said, "In fact, with your ability, being a driver is a waste of talent. You should seriously consider my suggestion last time, improve your academic qualifications, and come to the company to be my personal assistant."

Her company is very strict in this regard. Without even a college degree, she couldn't report it to the Human Resources Department, as that would give others a handle against her.

Even if it is a self-taught degree, it is barely acceptable.

Zhong Yun smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Su. I think it would be nice to be your driver."

When Su Wan heard him say this again, she felt a little disappointed, but she just sighed and said no more.

……

After Su Wan came back, Zhong Yun's life returned to normal.

I got up at seven in the morning, drove to pick up Su Wan, and when I got to the company, I went to the reception room where few people went to type.

At noon, sometimes there was a dinner party, and I would drive her there, and then pick her up after she finished eating.

The same goes for the evening.

If Su Wan doesn't have any dinner parties or work overtime, she can get off work on time.

If there is a dinner party or cocktail party, I will not be able to get home until very late, sometimes until eleven or twelve at night.

Working hours are not fixed.

The only advantage is that it doesn't consume much energy and you will have more free time.

In the past, he delivered food while typing, which was much harder than this. He didn’t have any social insurances or housing fund, and his income was not stable.

Su Wan had been on a business trip these days and had accumulated a lot of work, so she had to work overtime again.

On the first day she came back, she was busy until nine o'clock in the evening.

It was almost ten o'clock when Zhong Yun returned home.

He called Ruan Xi in advance and told her that he had to work overtime and asked her not to wait for him.

However, when he came out of the elevator, he saw Ruan Xi standing at his door, holding an English dictionary in her hand and reciting words in a low voice.

The overhead light fell on her fair face, and she looked so focused that she didn't even notice him coming out of the elevator.

Zhong Yun was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, the sensor light in the corridor suddenly went out. Ruan Xi just raised her hand and waved, and the light came on again.

This action looks quite skillful.

"cough!"

Zhong Yun coughed lightly.

Ruan Xi finally raised her head and saw that it was him. A hint of joy flashed in her eyes. She immediately lowered her head again, took off her headphones, and put her hands behind her back as if she had done something wrong, waiting for his criticism.

She looked so skilled, as if saying, you can criticize me, I admit my mistake but I won't change.

Zhong Yun did not criticize her. If criticism were useful, there would be no rebellious children in this world.

Without saying a word, he took out the key, opened the door and walked in.

Ruan Xi's expression became a little uneasy. She raised her head and secretly looked at his face. She saw him walk into the room with an expressionless face without even looking at her. His expression dimmed and his eyes seemed to have lost their luster.

At this time, Zhong Yun's voice came, "What are you doing standing outside? Come in."

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she walked into the house and looked around, and found that Zhong Yun's home was exactly the same as her own. Both had two bedrooms and two living rooms, but the decoration style was different.

His house is minimalist, but... a little messy.

Zhong Yun's voice came from the room, "Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

"Ah."

Ruan Xi responded obediently, sat on the sofa, took out the dictionary and started memorizing words.

There was the sound of typing on the keyboard coming from the room. He must be busy working.

When she memorized the tenth word, Zhong Yun finally came out and said to her, "Let's go."

……

When Zhong Yun and Ruan Xi walked into the elevator, there was already someone inside, a young man who looked somewhat familiar. It was the guy who had bumped into him picking up money several times before.

The guy obviously recognized him as well, and his eyes wandered between him and Ruan Xi, as if he was guessing their relationship.

Ruan Xi asked cautiously, "Are you not angry with me?"

Zhong Yun said, "No."

"Are you really not angry?"

"real."

The guy standing inside listened to the conversation between the two with his mouth slightly open. He was especially jealous when he saw the beautiful girl being so cautious in front of Zhong Yun, worried that he would be angry.

He had noticed this girl who lived on the seventh floor a long time ago. Her appearance and temperament seemed to have walked out of his heart, completely satisfying all his imaginations of his dream lover.

However, she looked too cold and aloof, as if she was keeping people at a distance. He mustered up the courage to strike up a conversation with her several times, but ultimately backed off.

Unexpectedly, the guy on the eighth floor got there first.

In terms of appearance and height, how am I inferior to him?

This guy regretted it so much that he beat his chest and said, if only he were braver...

Ding.

At this time, the elevator reached the first floor.

Zhong Yun and Ruan Xi walked out side by side, not noticing the inner drama of the guy behind them.

……

In the lottery shop, the boss was about to close the store, but when he saw Zhong Yun and Ruan Xi coming over, he opened the door again and said with a smile, "I thought you guys weren't coming today."

Zhong Yun said, "I worked overtime today, so it's a bit late."

The boss said sincerely, "Honestly, with your luck, it would be a shame if you didn't buy a lottery ticket. If you could win a jackpot of several million, you wouldn't have to go to that crappy class."

Zhong Yun said, "Boss, you are joking. A few million is not enough to pay off the mortgage."

"..."

But the boss couldn't laugh.

Indeed, in these nearby communities, winning 5 million is definitely not enough to pay off the mortgage.

Zhong Yun had already scanned the red envelope skillfully.

The boss had noticed that he would scan the red envelope every time, and couldn't help but take a look. Seeing that the red envelope he received was 10.00, he couldn't help but doubt his life.

Why is it always 0.01 yuan every time he scans a red envelope?
Is this handsome guy really the King of Europe?

You don’t even have to pay for scratch tickets. Isn’t this lucky?
The boss went to the counter, took out a scratch ticket, handed it to Zhong Yun, then stared closely at his movements and watched him scratch out another three hundred dollar prize.

Hit again!
Everyone else is numb.

After Zhong Yun and the other two left, the boss took out the remaining six scratch tickets and scratched his head hard, "It doesn't make sense? Didn't they say the return rate is only 40 to 50 percent?"

That guy has won six tickets in a row, all worth 300 yuan.

This stack of scratch tickets was specially prepared for Zhong Yun. It was a brand new book with twelve tickets, with a total value of one hundred and twenty yuan.

According to the probability of winning, if there is a 300-dollar ticket among them, you would be very lucky.

I couldn't even think of winning six 300 cards in a row.

He has run a lottery shop for several years and has never encountered such a thing.

Evil, so evil.

"Could it be a printing error?"

The boss looked at the six scratch tickets in front of him and couldn't help but feel itchy. He picked up one and scratched it.

"No."

As expected, there were no awards.

He was disappointed and looked at the remaining five. "I don't believe it."

A few minutes later--

The boss looked at the six scratch tickets with his eyes wide open.

Not a single fart.

"It seems that he is indeed the European Emperor."

The boss was convinced. He said, with the same scratch ticket book, other people would get three hundred yuan with one scratch, but when he scratched it, there was nothing.

It can only be explained by luck.

Well, next time I meet someone, I will shake his hand and get some good luck.

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