The super rich starts with the self-discipline challenge

Chapter 97 Isn’t this not good?
"How did you know each other?"

Zhou Fei asked while feeding her daughter at the dinner table. She was full of curiosity about Zhong Yun's girlfriend. The last time Zhong Yun came, she talked about her experiences in the past two years.

I delivered takeout food in the first year, and later worked as a driver for others. I had five insurances and one fund, and my salary was not low. But, after all, I was just a driver.

How could a beautiful and fashionable girl like Meng Jiaen fall for Zhong Yun?

She felt that there must be a very romantic story behind this.

Meng Jiaen said, "Blind date."

"Blind date?"

This answer was beyond Zhou Fei and Li Jiayi's expectations. They could not associate the young and beautiful Meng Jiaen with the word blind date.

Meng Jiaen said, "Yes, because I didn't have a boyfriend after I went to college. My family thought there was something wrong with my sexual orientation. As soon as I graduated from college, they forced me to go on blind dates. Before I met him, I had dated 17 men."

Zhou Fei said in surprise, "So, Zhong Yun is your first love?"

Meng Jiaen turned her head and glanced at Zhong Yun, biting her chopsticks, and nodded, "Yes."

"Wow."

Zhou Fei looked at her sweet face and was instantly attracted to her.

As expected, if you want to ship a couple, you have to ship the ones with good looks. At this moment, her girlish heart was full of pink bubbles, and she even forgot to feed her daughter.

Li Jiayi, who was sitting on the other side, couldn't help but look at Zhong Yun and realized the unusualness of this matter.

How could Zhong Yun, a driver, become the blind date of Meng Jiaen, a rich and beautiful woman?

This is so abnormal.

Take her for example, she is about to turn 30, her parents are getting anxious and have started looking for blind dates for her. If someone wants to introduce a driver to her, her parents will probably get angry with the other person on the spot.

Her family is like this, so Meng Jiaen's family conditions must be better than hers, not to mention.

There must be some hidden story behind this.

This old classmate is definitely not as simple as he says.

……

After dinner, everyone sat at the coffee table, drinking tea and chatting.

Suddenly, Duoduo ran over and asked her father, "Dad, has Auntie's tail grown out?"

Huang Wenchao picked up his daughter and placed her on his knees, scratching her nose and saying, "Humans don't have tails. Have you forgotten?"

Duoduo corrected him, "That's not right. Dad, what you said last time was that Auntie's tail was rotten?"

"What do you mean by rotten tail? When did I... Oh, it's not rotten tail, it's appendicitis." Huang Wenchao reacted and was amused by his daughter. "It's called appendix, a section of intestine inside the human stomach."

Duoduo seemed to understand what he said, but not quite.

Zhong Yun was surprised, "Where did Duoduo's aunt come from? Do you have a sister who has been lost for many years?"

"I'm a cousin."

"cousin?"

A long-lost memory of Zhong Yun was suddenly activated, and he said, "Could it be the cousin who sent me a love letter?"

"Yes, it was her. At that time, I secretly showed you her love letter. After she found out, she was so angry that she ignored me for several years." Huang Wenchao couldn't help shaking his head when talking about the stupid things he had done in the past.

"you deserve it."

Zhong Yun picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, but he felt uneasy.

It turned out to be her!

No wonder I always felt that she looked familiar.

No wonder she always looks at me with displeasure.

It turns out to be her!
Assistant Wang, Wang Shanshan, is Huang Wenchao’s cousin.

When he was in the first year of high school, one day Huang Wenchao handed him a love letter, saying it was written by his cousin. After reading it, he waited until school was over and went to his cousin’s school on purpose.

At that time, Wang Shanshan was still in the third year of junior high school. He went to the school and called her out alone, rejected her in person, and advised her to focus on her studies and so on.

Now that I think about it, this operation was quite stupid.

Later, Wang Shanshan was admitted to the high school he attended, and they met a few times, which was quite embarrassing.

Zhong Yun didn't have a deep impression of Wang Shanshan. He vaguely remembered that she wore thick glasses and had bangs, and was a very inconspicuous girl.

Now, more than ten years have passed, Wang Shanshan has changed a lot. She no longer wears glasses, and her temperament has become smart and capable. There is no trace of her former self at all.

It's normal that he couldn't recognize it.

Now that he thinks about it, Huang Wenchao suddenly called him just a few days after he met Wang Shanshan.

He always thought that it was the squad leader who revealed his phone number to Huang Wenchao, but now it seems that it was Wang Shanshan who gave it.

Huang Wenchao is really tight-lipped. He hasn't revealed a single word in such a long time.

If Duoduo hadn't let the cat out of the bag, he didn't know how long it would take for him to know about this.

It should be Wang Shanshan who asked Huang Wenchao to keep it secret.

Therefore, Zhong Yun did not reveal it. They would meet every day in the future, and if it was exposed, everyone would be embarrassed, which would be bad. At least it was enough to keep it in mind.

……

At eight o'clock, Zhong Yun said goodbye and went back to his home first, and then Meng Jiaen drove back by herself.

When he passed by the lottery shop, he took a look and found that it was closed.

I haven't had time to buy any scratch tickets today, and I haven't claimed my rewards yet.

When Zhong Yun went upstairs, he kept looking down at the ground, and he didn't find any money until he reached the door. "You're not going to top up my phone bill again, are you?"

How long will it take him to use up the 700 yuan phone bill?
He is currently using an eight-yuan package with seven hundred yuan in phone bills, plus the one hundred and fifty yuan he recharged last time, which is enough for him to use for nearly ten years.

"No, we have to find a way to get the reward."

Zhong Yun took a shower first, then returned to the room, turned on the computer, put his mobile phone on the table, opened a short video software, and entered the live broadcast page.

He plans to do a live broadcast of typing without showing his face.

Before, he tried to write on live broadcast, hoping to use this method to cure his laziness, but after trying it a few times, he gave up.

Facing the camera, even without showing his face, he would feel uncomfortable, which would affect his typing state. Besides, few people watched it, so he stopped.

Now, he wants to try whether he can get the reward of the self-discipline challenge in this way?

If possible, I wouldn’t have to buy scratch tickets every day.

Zhong Yunduan sat in front of the computer, opened a blank document, took a deep breath, and started the live broadcast.

The camera was focused on his hands and keyboard, as well as a small part of the bottom of the computer screen, proving that he was typing. The name of the live broadcast room was "The Failing Author's Typing Live Broadcast".

At the beginning, he was still nervous and didn't know how to type. He glanced at the screen of his mobile phone from time to time, watching the audience come in and out, come in and out...

A few minutes later, there were still only three people.

Zhong Yun adjusted himself, forcing himself not to look at his phone and focusing his attention on the computer screen. Slowly, he found the state of typing, and the movements of typing on the keyboard became smooth.

This chapter is almost completed in one go.

After finishing writing the three thousand words, he looked at the time at the bottom right corner of the computer and saw that only one hour and ten minutes had passed.

This is his most efficient season ever.

It’s true that this method of supervision is quite useful.

Zhong Yun glanced at his phone and saw that the number of people online had exceeded three digits, with more than a hundred people, which also broke the record.

In the previous few live broadcasts, there were only a dozen people at most.

He exited the live broadcast page and found a few more reminders. He clicked on them and saw that they were all reminders of gifts received during the live broadcast.

“It really works!”

His eyes lit up and he did the math. He had received eight gifts in total, adding up to 14,000 sound waves. His share was 50%, which was exactly 700 yuan.

"The system is powerful!"

Zhong Yun exclaimed with admiration from the bottom of his heart.

Typing during live broadcast is so boring, but he can receive so many gifts. He is not a great god, and only a system god can do this.

In this way, you can not only improve your typing efficiency, but also obtain system rewards, killing two birds with one stone.

Zhong Yun directly clicked on the withdrawal button.

Half an hour later, he received a text message on his mobile phone saying that 700 yuan had been deposited into his account.

This is legal income that has been taxed.

……

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The next morning, Zhong Yun got up early and went out for morning exercise.

You can't stop losing weight. You must at least reduce your weight to 70 kilograms to be safe.

He has not done any exercise at home these days and has been eating midnight snacks every day, all of which are made by my sister and he has to eat them.

At seven o'clock, he took a shower, changed into the Versace that President Xia bought for him, blew his hair, and then went out.

He first took a taxi to Xia Siyin's house, went upstairs, and just as he got out of the elevator, the door opened. Wang Shanshan saw him and said, "You're finally here. President Xia is waiting for you inside."

When Zhong Yun saw her again, he felt completely different. Perhaps it was because of Huang Wenchao, he felt a sense of intimacy. Of course, he didn't show it, and his face was still polite, "Sorry, I've worked hard for you these days."

Wang Shanshan thought, what's the hard part? Mr. Xia didn't go to the company these days, so she didn't need to drive.

However, there is no need to tell him about this.

She took out a brand new pair of men's slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on the ground, motioning him to change his shoes.

"Thank you."

After changing his shoes, Zhong Yun walked into the house.

Xia Siyin was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of coffee in her hand and looking at her mobile phone.

She has removed the brace on her arm, and it looks like the injury on her right hand has almost healed.

She was wearing a white jacket and black cropped pants today. The simple outfit seemed to have a magical effect on her, making her look particularly beautiful.

She heard footsteps and looked away from the phone screen to look at Zhong Yun who was walking in. Suddenly, her gaze stayed on his chest for a second and her brows frowned slightly.

After Zhong Yun stopped, he expressed his gratitude first, "Boss Xia, thank you for approving my leave."

"Ah."

Xia Siyin retracted her gaze, looked back at the phone screen, and said, "Take off your clothes."

What the hell?

Zhong Yun was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears. What did it mean to ask him to take off his clothes as soon as they met?
Assistant Wang is still in the room.

He said with some embarrassment, "Boss Xia, this... isn't a good idea, right?"

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