Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 97: It’s seconds after showing up
Cao Feng couldn't understand why he was scolded by Chu Qingbai for delivering the same steamed buns.

Zeng Wenjie also delivered steamed buns, yet Mu Qingyang even offered to light his cigarette...

He felt like he was being shown off!

Mu Qingyang returned the lighter to Zeng Wenjie, turned around and walked away with the steamed bun in his hand, with a very subtle smile on his face.

Zeng Wenjie turned around, cigarette in hand, to glance at the stunned Cao Feng and said, "See, I told you girls like steamed buns. They're high-quality carbohydrates!"

Cao Feng couldn't help but shake his head in annoyance and said, "We're both delivering steamed buns, so why are you treated so well?"

Zeng Wenjie was amused, patted his shoulder, and said, "If you hesitate, you will fail, and if you are sincere, you will be wasted! Sincerity is not a sure-win move, but a sure-win move that kills you."

He turned and left, leaving Cao Feng standing alone in the bleak autumn rain.

"What a devastating autumn wind and rain!"

After a while, the sad young man forced himself to be sad in order to compose new poems.

"Kevin Durant's value is still rising!"

Zeng Wenjie held a cigarette in his mouth and couldn't help but hum a little, feeling very happy.

He was sure that Mu Qingyang's proactive behavior today was inspired by the netizen "Tolstoy".

After Mu Qingyang returned to the dormitory, he opened the can, scooped out the beef fritters with a spoon, put them into the opened steamed bun, and began to eat them happily.

Her pretty face turned red from the spiciness, beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, and she kept sticking out her tongue, but she seemed to be enjoying the food.

In the past, she thought noodles were spicy if a little red oil was added to them, but now, she just puts chili peppers in steamed buns.

Ouyang Yun and three others chose to eat instant noodles and add some snacks they bought from Zeng Wenjie's store yesterday. They couldn't accept white flour buns, and no matter how much Lao Gan Ma they put in them, they found it difficult to swallow.

Zeng Wenjie returned to the dormitory to wake up the three lazy guys and put breakfast on the table. Of course, he didn't forget the soup for the big boss Lin Zhenshan.

"Youngest, how much did you earn yesterday? Did you lose money?" Lin Zhenshan asked, throwing him a box of cigarettes.

"I won't lose money, at most I'll just make a little less." Zeng Wenjie took it with a smile, "Thank you, big boss! Big boss is generous, big boss is handsome, big boss is loyal, big boss is the bridegroom every night!"

Xu Chuan was imagining and learning frantically in his mind, fantasizing that one day he would be able to lick so smoothly, freely and novelly.

Wang Bo said, "Wenjie's business should still be okay. That idiot Shi Hao helped him with some free publicity. Besides, that first pack of autumn snacks is really innovative and has spread quickly."

Xu Chuan said, "Shi Hao is the president of the student union, and he's also a rich second-generation kid. He drives a BMW at such a young age! He's pursuing Mu Qingyang, so Wenjie, don't you feel any pressure?"

Lin Zhenshan said, "I don't think Xiao Mu is the kind of girl who would be moved by money."

"What do you mean? I feel her family conditions should be relatively poor." Wang Bo said in surprise.

"The jeans she wore the day before yesterday were from D&G, and the pen she used in class was from Montblanc. It was a Montblanc centenary commemorative product released this year, and is limited to 1906 pieces worldwide." Lin Zhenshan said in a complicated tone.

He had always thought that he was the richest second-generation rich man in the class, but he didn't know that Mu Qingyang hid it so well.

Lin Zhenshan had this vision and cognition, but Xu Chuan and Wang Bo did not, and even Zeng Wenjie did not pay much attention.

Moreover, many luxury brands in this era are not so well-known. For example, Wang Bo and Xu Chuan only know LV and Rolex, and have hardly heard of Dolce & Gabbana and Montblanc.

So, Wang Bo couldn't help but ask, "Is your family richer than yours?"

Lin Zhenshan nodded slightly and said, "From what I understand, her family should be the kind that could have her parents donate a building to an Ivy League school so she could be admitted directly. I don't understand why she chose this school..."

Xu Chuan asked in a daze, "What's the Ivy League?" Zeng Wenjie replied, "It's an American university alliance consisting of eight famous universities, including Harvard."

"Fuck..."

After roughly understanding this concept, the two idiot roommates growled in unison and silently lit a cigarette.

Hate your father for not being strong, blame your father for not being able to make you a man!
It is true that some people are born in Rome, while others are born as mules and horses!

But the next moment, the three brothers looked at Zeng Wenjie with a bit of pity in their eyes.

"Are you looking at me like that?!" Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but slam the table and stand up, feeling irritated.

"Work hard." Xu Chuan said
"Come on." Lin Zhenshan said.

"You are right. Being with a rich woman is the true meaning of life. Love is for poor people." Wang Bo patted Zeng Wenjie's shoulder earnestly.

Obviously, the three brothers all thought that it would be difficult for Zeng Wenjie to catch up with a top wealthy woman like Mu Qingyang with his financial foundation.

Zeng Wenjie was too lazy to explain to them.

A rich second-generation like Shi Hao, with a BMW 320 that can be considered very awesome in this era, can indeed play with "not eating coriander" every day.

But Mu Qingyang was too different.

She will not take a second look at the opposite sex pursuing her just because he is too outstanding. If you want to impress her, you must first open her closed heart.

Zeng Wenjie is undoubtedly far ahead, well, far ahead of his alumni, far ahead of his peers, far ahead, far ahead, far ahead...

"Don't tell anyone that Mu Qingyang's family is rich." Zeng Wenjie pulled up his loose shoelaces and reminded everyone.

They left the dormitory together. Zeng Wenjie pushed his bicycle and when they reached the intersection, he got on his bicycle and headed to a snack shop outside the school.

Lin Zhenshan turned around to watch him ride away on his bike. He frowned and said, "Why do I feel like this guy has been targeting Xiao Mu since before he came to college? Could this guy even have foresight?"

Wang Bo nodded and said, "It's really strange! Even with your experience of wandering through countless flowers without getting hurt, you couldn't see through Mu Qingyang's excellence at first glance, but he saw through it."

Xu Chuan murmured, "If only I could foresee the future, I'd be at A-level sniping position, and kill anyone who showed their head."

"?"

Lin Zhenshan glanced at Xu Chuan and felt that this young man had a strange way of thinking. Instead of thinking about how to use this ability to make money, he thought about using it to play games!
"You, Suohai, the only one who understands me is the youngest one!" Lin Zhenshan sighed somewhat lonely.

Zeng Wenjie rode his bike to the door of the snack shop. Shi Jing was already waiting there, sitting on the steps smoking a cigarette. He was wearing clothes that Zeng Wenjie had helped him pick out at a low price. They were quite American in style.

Seeing Zeng Wenjie coming on a bicycle, Shi Jing couldn't help but exclaimed: "You bought a new car but you didn't treat Huazi and me to dinner, right?"

Zeng Wenjie patted his dog's head with a smile, threw him a pack of cigarettes, and said, "I'll take you for a ride later."

He pulled up the shutter door and hung up the open sign.

After entering the store, Shi Jing couldn't help but exclaim, "Fuck!" repeatedly, saying, "You little bitch Huizi, you dare to sell even a few!"

Zeng Wenjie didn't even bother to correct his typos, rolling his eyes and saying, "Look carefully before you speak!"

As they were talking, Fu Qianzhu and Ye Qiansheng arrived one after the other...

(End of this chapter)