I suggest you investigate; this person doesn't seem to be a first-time reborn individual.

The traffic policeman gave him a strange look: "If you sat in his seat, you could leave too."

"His position?... " Dong Yufa was in a daze, his mind racing, vaguely feeling that he had offended someone he couldn't afford to offend.

Seeing his appearance, the traffic policeman immediately realized that the young man with hair dyed like an onion must have misunderstood him.

"That's right, he's in the passenger seat." Too lazy to explain further, and ignoring the dumbfounded Dong Yufa, she turned around and went to report the situation to the captain not far away.

As soon as the traffic police left, the red-haired guy who had been hiding at the back of the crowd rushed over.

In Dong Yufa's mind, Red-haired Sixth Brother has now been demoted to Red-haired Old Six.

It's not worth it, it really isn't worth him calling out "Sixth Brother" again.

Red-haired Old Six kicked Dong Yufa in the butt: "Are you deaf, kid? The Fu family!"

"You've already offended the Fu family, and now you want to drag us brothers down with you?"

"Ah Fa, that's so unfair of you!!"

He seemed to have finally found the perfect excuse to shift the blame, and his back straightened considerably as he winked at his other bewildered underlings.

"Yeah, Brother Fa, we can't afford to mess with the Fu family!"

"Ah Fa, you've really screwed up the brothers! Why didn't you say earlier that the other party was from the Fu family?"

"So that's why he drives a BMW at such a young age, turns out he's from the Fu family..."

……

Dong Yufa felt a little dizzy. The Fu family? Which Fu family? But seeing how the red-haired Lao Liu and the others spoke with such certainty and ambiguity, he felt like he had stirred up a hornet's nest.

He paused for a moment, then asked in a trembling voice, "Hong...Sixth Brother, what does the Fu family do? Are they very powerful?"

Red-haired Lao Liu was speechless when he was asked this question. There was no Fu family. He had just made it up and was trying to save face.

"Uh... I don't know the specifics, but I've heard that half of Jiangning City belongs to the Fu family." He couldn't admit it, so he could only make a vague boast.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Dong Yu felt as if the sky had fallen...

……

Evening, dormitory 508.

Lin Ran returned at 10 p.m. and quickly went to the bathroom to wash up.

His phone rang, and as he brushed his teeth, he walked out of the bathroom, picked up his phone, and glanced at it.

My husband is away on a business trip, and I'm so bored at home. Does my brother want to come over and chat?

Lin Ran put down his phone, cursed "trash GG" under his breath, deleted it with a swipe of his thumb, and casually tossed the phone back onto the table.

As soon as I turned around, I had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

This guy isn't a guy from Momo either, is he?

Damn it, I'll have Tang Chen check which app this spam text message came from tomorrow.

Lin Ran returned to his dorm room after washing up, his face still damp. Ding Fa, who was playing CrossFire, glanced at him briefly and casually asked, "What's wrong, Lao Si? You're grimacing while brushing your teeth, are you feeling hot?"

Lin Ran was taken aback: "How did you know?"

"Nonsense, if you brush your teeth and your face is covered in blood and foam, people would think you ate raw meat."

As Ding Facai spoke, he freed one hand and rummaged around on the messy table for a few moments, pulling out a small paper packet: "I happen to have a folk remedy here that specifically treats bleeding gums. It was passed down from my grandmother, and it works incredibly well. Do you want to give it a try?"

Lin Ran was speechless. He thought Ding Facai had noticed that he was a little unhappy because of that text message.

"Never mind, it's okay. I don't have bleeding gums. I just bumped my gums too hard when I was kissing a girl yesterday."

Ding Facai's hands froze on the keyboard. He slowly turned his head, stared at Lin Ran for a few seconds, and then silently took off his headphones.

Without saying anything, he got up, walked to his wardrobe, and began rummaging through the drawers.

Lin Ran: "...What are you doing?"

Ding Fa ignored him and searched for a long time before finally pulling out a crumpled little plastic bag from under a pile of clothes. Inside were several white pills.

He walked over with the bag and expressionlessly shoved it into Lin Ran's hand.

"Oh? Isn't that a coincidence? I happen to have some medicine for bites, and it's most effective for cuts on the lips. Would you like to try it?"

"This stuff even has a special effect?" Lin Ran took the bag with suspicion.

"Is this fucking cockroach poison? Holy crap!!!"

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Momo's "One-Week Couple" campaign has already launched at the University of Science and Technology and the School of Finance and Economics, and the number of applicants has been soaring.

However, to the surprise of the Momo team, female students from science and engineering universities and male students from finance and economics universities, who were originally a minority group with an advantage in finding partners at school, began to verbally attack Momo on the Momo app.

Seeing that the girls from their own school were about to be matched with the guys from the University of Science and Technology, the male students from the Finance and Economics College couldn't sit still any longer. A barrage of insults instantly erupted in the Momo square and topic circles.

"Is Momo (the platform) deliberately misleading us? Our finance department can barely handle enough internal demand, and they're sending people out?"

"The planner should come out and confront us!"

"Do those rough-around-the-edges guys in STEM fields even know what romance is?"

"Resist cross-school matching!"

……

Meanwhile, the posts from female students at the university of science and technology were exactly the same.

"What do you mean? Aren't the girls at the science and engineering university good enough? Why do you need to go to the finance and economics university to find them?"

"I've heard that the boys in the Finance and Economics College are really cunning; I don't want to mess with them."

"Could the official Momo platform please consider the feelings of our own students?"

……

The war of words between the two sides is raging in their respective circles, and the tension can be felt even through the screen.

Lin Ran thought this was normal. It was already very restrained that the person hadn't directly cursed at her for violating her right to choose a partner.

Then, without a care in the world, he called Tang Chen and asked him to adjust the algorithm so that the posts from both groups were displayed together. The posts from the male students at the Finance and Economics College were pushed to the homepage of the female students at the Science and Technology University, and vice versa.

Thus began a peculiar inter-school debate, characterized by heated exchanges and neither side willing to yield.

The amazing thing about social networks is that intense clashes of emotions can sometimes spark unexpected inspiration.

When two people stand on the same side and fire at the same target, a subtle sense of mutual respect and shared hatred for the enemy quietly arises.

Especially in the virtual online environment, this resonance based on a common enemy makes it easier to bring people closer.

"Momo's event planning is idiotic."

"I agree with the handsome guy upstairs. Although I'm an engineering student, I think you're right."

"Huh? Little sister, you engineering students think so too?"

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"No... I saw the photos you posted in the square, and I think you're actually quite good-looking."

"Are all the male students in the Finance and Economics Department this glib?"

"No, it's rare to find someone who supports me. I get terribly criticized by other girls at my school..."

"How about we chat privately?"

……

Several similar scenes occurred in the square, and the storm inexplicably subsided in the process of "confrontation → resonance → flirting".

"Boss, what kind of trick is this? How does it even work?" Tang Chen looked at the gradually calming square with extreme confusion.

"Enough with the nonsense, I'm giving you a task."

"There's a girl named Chen Yao at the University of Science and Technology, a third-year business administration student. If she registers an account, just ban her account."