Who's going to be the female lead's simp? Aren't the supporting female characters mor

The afternoon sun was scorching, filtering through the gaps in the leaves and casting dappled patterns on the concrete ground, resembling some kind of skin disease.

A crowd had gathered downstairs at the girls' dormitory, their whispers like flies buzzing incessantly.

Lin Ruyu, at the center of the storm, kept her head down. The feeling of being watched like a monkey made her wish she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

"Get out of the way! All of you, get out of the way!"

A hoarse, raspy roar tore through the crowd.

Gao Beining rushed in, panting heavily. His hair was a mess, and his designer T-shirt was soaked with sweat and clung to his body, making him look extremely disheveled.

But he felt incredibly handsome at that moment, like a peerless hero riding on auspicious clouds.

He spotted the pitiful figure in the center of the crowd at a glance.

"Xiaoyu! I'm here!"

Gao Beining rushed to Lin Ruyu, and before he could catch his breath, he pulled out the thick envelope from his pocket.

Because they were running so fast, the envelope opened, and a corner of the bright red 100-yuan bill peeked out, looking particularly eye-catching.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Gao Beining shoved the envelope into Lin Ruyu's hand, then turned to glare at Zhang Wei standing to the side, her eyes as fierce as a wild dog guarding its food. "It's just money, huh? Why are you going to such lengths?"

Upon seeing that thick stack of banknotes, Lin Ruyu's previously hunched back instantly straightened.

That familiar sense of superiority, of being pampered and cherished, has returned.

She took the money, her chin slightly raised, her earlier embarrassment vanished, replaced by an almost sarcastic arrogance.

She didn't even give the money to Zhang Wei right away. Instead, she tidied her bangs and said in a condescending tone, "Beining, don't do this. We're all classmates... Although what Zhang Wei did was indeed a bit excessive, I don't want to hold it against her."

The surrounding chatter did not turn into envy because of the appearance of this stack of money.

On the contrary, a few snickers came from the crowd.

"Paying back debts is a matter of course, so why does it seem like the creditor is in the wrong?"

"Exactly! Why are you acting like a big shot when you're taking other people's money? Didn't you just say you had no money?"

These voices were not loud, but every word was piercing.

Lin Ruyu's face stiffened, and a nameless anger suddenly rose within her.

What do these poor bastards know?

It's my ability to have people willing to spend money on me!

Gao Beining couldn't stand these words; he felt that he, as the protector of the flower, had been provoked.

He snatched the money from Lin Ruyu's hand, not even bothering to open the envelope, and threw it directly at Zhang Wei.

"Count it! Here's fifty thousand! Enough to buy five or six of those crappy phones of yours! The extra is a bonus for you. Take the money and get lost, and don't gossip on the forum anymore!"

Banknotes flew everywhere, some hitting Zhang Wei's face, others landing on the ground.

This scene looks exactly like a scene from a low-quality idol drama.

Just then, two figures passed by from the periphery of the crowd.

It was Li Yan, who was standing next to Bai Jingyou with a wicked grin on his face.

The two were just passing by, but the commotion was so loud that it was hard not to notice.

Lin Ruyu had sharp eyes and spotted the tall figure at a glance.

Almost subconsciously, she moved closer to Gao Beining and even took his arm.

That was done for Bai Jingyou's benefit.

See, even without you, there are still people willing to go bankrupt for me.

She raised her chin, her eyes full of provocation, waiting to see even the slightest hint of regret, jealousy, or anger on Bai Jingyou's face.

However, she was disappointed.

Bai Jingyou's gaze merely swept over the mess, like a casual glance as he passed a trash can, his eyes devoid of any emotion, and he didn't even pause for half a second.

"Boss, what's going on? Are we filming a movie?" Li Yan's voice wasn't too loud or too soft, just loud enough for people in the industry to hear. "These days, people still play this kind of money-throwing game? How tacky!"

"Let's go," Bai Jingyou said calmly.

ignore.

Utterly ignored.

This attitude hurt her even more than being verbally abused.

Her carefully prepared counterattack hit a brick wall.

"Bai Jingyou! Stop right there!"

When Gao Beining saw this, he felt looked down upon.

Moreover, in front of Lin Ruyu, if he were ignored like this, where would he put his face?

"Don't you dare leave! Let's fight one-on-one!" Gao Beining rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush over.

"Hey, Mr. Gao, save your breath."

Zhang Wei, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

She bent down and expressionlessly picked up the scattered banknotes from the ground.

One, two, three...

The movements were neither hurried nor slow, showing neither humility nor greed.

The surroundings fell silent instantly, and everyone stared at this girl who was usually unremarkable.

Zhang Wei counted out eighty-five bills, neatly folded them, and put them into her pocket.

Then, clutching the remaining wad of banknotes, she walked up to Gao Beining, who was about to rush out to fight Bai Jingyou.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

That was the sound of banknotes hitting your face.

It wasn't a real slap, but it was louder than a slap.

Zhang Wei threw the remaining 40,000 yuan back hard onto Gao Beining's chest.

The red banknotes, like red butterflies, fluttered down at Gao Beining and Lin Ruyu's feet.

"Eight thousand five hundred, this is my compensation, I'll take it."

Zhang Wei's voice was cold, radiating a defiant tone, "Take the rest of the money and get it checked out. My family may not be as wealthy as yours, but I'm not worth being your dog for such a small amount. A reward for me? You don't deserve it!"

After saying that, she didn't even glance at the two men, turned around, pushed through the crowd, and strode away.

Dead silence.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Gao Beining stood there, stunned, the sensation of being hit by banknotes still lingering on his face.

He just couldn't understand it; this script was wrong.

Don't girls usually have eyes that light up when they see money?

Why is Zhang Wei acting like she's on steroids?

"Pfft—hahahaha!"

Li Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He slapped his thigh, laughing so hard he almost fell over, pointing at the two people standing in the pile of money: "Incredible! Absolutely incredible! Young Master Gao's move was textbook-level self-humiliation! If I recorded this and sent it to Uncle Gao, would he be so angry he'd break this spendthrift's legs?"

Bai Jingyou's lips curled into a very faint smile. He shook his head and continued walking forward.

"Some people, even if you give them a ladder, they'll still fall to their death."

The two figures gradually disappeared into the distance, leaving only that mocking laughter echoing in the air.

Lin Ruyu stood there, with red banknotes scattered all around her.

In the past, this amount of money would have been enough to make her the center of attention, the object of everyone's admiration.

But now, all I see in the gazes around me is naked contempt, mockery, and even a touch of pity.

It's like watching two nonsensical clowns.

"Xiaoyu, don't pay attention to that crazy woman..." Gao Beining came back to his senses and wanted to say a few words of comfort, so he reached out to pull Lin Ruyu.

Lin Ruyu abruptly shook off his hand.

"Don't touch me!"

She looked at the money on the ground, then at Bai Jingyou's resolute back in the distance, and felt that the red stains on the ground were mocking her foolishness.

Embarrassing.

So embarrassing.

At this moment, she even felt that Gao Beining was more useless than Chu Xuan.

……

South of the city, Fengqi Technology.

In the cramped office, the only sound was the hum of the main unit's fan.

Feng Rui sat on the peeling faux leather sofa, a thin cigar between his fingers, unlit, just playing with it.

On the table opposite him was a check that already had the amount filled in.

There are so many zeros above that it's dizzying.

"Fifty million."

Feng Rui pushed up his frameless glasses, his tone as relaxed as if he were buying cabbage at the market, "As long as you sign, this money is yours. In addition, Hongye Capital will provide you with the best office environment, top-of-the-line equipment, and... resources that are much more reliable than that rich second-generation Bai family."

The two assistants behind him stood expressionless, dressed in black suits, giving off an invisible sense of oppression.

Zhao Feng sat in front of the computer, with a half-eaten bucket of instant noodles next to the greasy keyboard.

He looked at the check, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Fifty million.

I've never seen so much money in my life.

With this money, I can not only pay off my previous debts, but also achieve financial freedom immediately, and stop working up a sweat and going bald in this lousy place.

Feng Rui keenly caught the wavering in Zhao Feng's eyes, and a triumphant smile appeared on his lips.

"Mr. Zhao, any smart person knows how to choose. That kid from the Bai family is just dabbling; what technical skills does he know? Following us is the right path."

Zhao Feng's fingers tapped unconsciously on the table.

Suddenly, the scene of Bai Jingyou standing in this dilapidated office that day, pointing to the messy code and explaining the core architecture, flashed through my mind.

The young man's eyes didn't look like he was just dabbling; he genuinely understood.

Moreover, the three sentences Bai Jingyou left behind before he left rang in his ears like an alarm bell.

"Remember, only talk about technology, not equity."

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, and his previously cloudy eyes suddenly became clear.

He reached out and picked up the check.

Feng Rui's smile deepened, and he was even preparing to get up and shake hands.

next second.

Zhao Feng gently pushed the check back.

"Excuse me, Mr. Feng." Zhao Feng scratched his messy hair and smiled sheepishly. "We already have partners. We should respect the order of arrival."

Feng Rui froze in mid-air.

A crack finally appeared on that face that was usually devoid of any emotion.

"Are you sure?" Feng Rui's voice turned cold, and the bloodthirsty aura of a predator instantly filled the air. "Do you know what it means to refuse Hongye? In this industry, no one has ever been able to refuse my checks and walk away unscathed."

"Then let's give it a try." Zhao Feng put his hands back on the keyboard, his palms sweaty, but his tone was surprisingly firm. "Anyway, we have nothing to lose, and besides, if you were really that good, would you need to come to our small company?"

Feng Rui stared at him for a full five seconds, then put away the check, stood up, and straightened his collar.

"You will regret the choice you made today. And that day won't be far off."

After saying that, he turned and left, the sound of his leather shoes on the cement floor dull and cold.

Only after the black Mercedes disappeared downstairs did Zhao Feng slump into his chair as if all his strength had been drained, panting heavily.

"Old Zhao, that's awesome!" The programmer next to him chimed in, "You don't even want 50 million? Are you crazy?"

"You don't know anything. Have you forgotten that President Bai also has shares in our company? Isn't it much better to rely on the Bai family than to follow this mad dog?" Zhao Feng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sent a message to Bai Jingyou.

……

On the tree-lined path of Haicheng University.

The setting sun cast long shadows of the two of them.

Baek Kyung-woo's phone vibrated in his pocket.

He took it out and glanced at it, a satisfied smile curving his lips.

"What are you laughing at, boss? Why are you laughing so sinisterly?" Li Yan couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"It's nothing, I just feel there are still more smart people in this world." Bai Jingyou put away his phone. "Come on, I'll treat you to a good meal."

"Didn't you just say you were going to eat at the cafeteria?"

"If you're in a good mood, go somewhere else."

The two gradually drifted apart.

The crowd had already dispersed by the playground behind them.