"Cut, there are many people chasing me."
Song Xi coldly gives Ling Yichen a white eye.
When it's their turn to go to the stage, Ling Yichen and Song Xi cooperate seamlessly.
Their argument is extremely sharp, and they say nothing to each other. They also successfully won the debate.
And become the MVP of the whole class. The teacher paid his own money and awarded them thousands of euros.
When he got the bonus, Ling Yichen said directly, "I don't need it. I'll give my share to some money addict."
Ling Yichen refers to Song Xi.
Song Xi was furious when he heard the word "charity".
"Who wants your alms? I don't want your share. It's better to share them equally."
"I don't have much money, either. Why don't the four of us go to dinner?"
Another teammate suggested.
"I agree. Let's have a lunch at noon. We'll be familiar with this new term."
The girl also agreed. Now only Song Xi and Ling Yichen are left.
Ling Yichen looks at Song Xi and nods, "I'm ok."
"Then go ahead. You've been quarreling all morning. If you don't have a dry mouth, it's better to order more food and drink to get rid of the fire."
Two people took them to the school dining room.
Thousands of yuan can only be the highest consumption in the school. Outside, these thousands may not be enough.
I ordered a table of Western food.
Ling Yichen ate slowly, but he also ate a lot.
At the dinner table, the other two chatted, but when they reached Ling Yichen and Song Xi, they were silent.
Ling Yichen is eating all the time.
From small to large, he is a foodie, but in the eyes of outsiders, he must not show.
Seeing that he has been eating, Song Xi, who has a small appetite, takes the initiative to deliver his plate of foie gras to Ling Yichen. "Here, you are welcome to give it to you."
Ling Yichen looked at the plate of foie gras and said, "you really remember your revenge."
Ling Yichen took the foie gras and put it in front of him. He took a new set of tableware and carefully cut the foie gras into small pieces. But he didn't eat it at all. After cutting it, he pushed the plate of foie gras back to Song Xi.
"I cut it for you. You're welcome."
"Is that a show of kindness? Want to make peace with me? "
"You can also think that I don't like quarreling with people, especially girls."
"Well, we're full. We have something else to do. Let's go first."
The other two people on the table put down their knives and forks, wiped their mouths, stood up and went straight away.
Only Ling Yichen and Song Xi are left on the table.
"Eat? Are you afraid that I will poison you? " Ling Yichen points to the plate of foie gras and asks her to move.
"I'm full. You'd better eat it yourself. I think you're hungry. You don't have money in the morning. You should not be full."
I don't mention the shame of not carrying my wallet in the morning. It's OK. He gets angry when I mention it.
"In fact, if you like money so much, you really lose a lot. If you lend me one hundred and thirty-two euros in the morning, it will be one thousand and thirty-two euros if you give it back ten times. You have made a lot of money."
"I like money, but I make money on principle. I don't care to make money for people like you."
"Oh, really? I'm suddenly thirsty. I want to drink coffee at the north gate of the school. If I buy a cup of coffee, I will tip 1000 euros. Do you earn or not? "
It's about half an hour's walk from here to the north gate.
It's hot at noon.
Ling Yichen wants to help her, just because her family has money to spend.
This kind of rich man is really a virtue.
Song Xi can't stand it.
But she won't be unable to live with money. If she can make more money now, she will make more. She will never take more money from her father, song Qian, to increase his burden.
"Here I am. Coffee doesn't quench your thirst. Are you sure you want it?"
"Drink, must drink, black coffee without sugar or milk."
Ling Yichen takes out a stack of Euro Cash from her wallet and gives it to her.
Song Xi counted it, as if it was more than a thousand euros.
Why doesn't she do such a business.
Song Xi grabbed the money and went to buy it.
"Phone, in case I can't find you."
Before leaving, Ling Yichen saved Song Xi's phone number.
Then I sit in front of the table, and slowly continue to eat my lunch.
After a minute and a second, an hour passed. Ling Yichen settled his account and left the restaurant, walking on campus.
There is no class in the afternoon. He is going back to the company.
He is also the new president of the French company.
There's a lot to do.After looking at the time on the watch, he saw that she had not come, and he was not going to drink it. Originally, this money was for a little trouble to her. It was not the key to drink coffee.
"I don't think I'll run away with the money, do I?"
Ling Yichen shrugged and smiled, took out her mobile phone and sent a message, "I'll go first. You can drink the coffee yourself."
After sending the message, Ling Yichen didn't reply to it, so he went to the school gate.
Ling Yichen stayed in the company all afternoon.
When Cheng Xuan heard that he had gone to the company, she came to the company with some afternoon tea.
Ling Yichen has been busy and has no time to talk to her.
Cheng Xuan had to sit quietly on the sofa and play with her mobile phone.
Ling Yichen has been in a bad mood recently, and she dare not make too many unreasonable demands.
She brushed the forum post on the Internet, just to a post about how to judge whether her lover is empathetic or not.
Cheng Xuan is very interested in it.
First, whether the attitude of the other party becomes cold.
Second, whether the considerate degree of the other party has declined.
Third, whether the other side often holds the mobile phone to chat with others, and occasionally the corners of the mouth are still smiling.
……
At the third point, Cheng Xuan looks at Ling Yichen at her desk.
He just picked up his cell phone and returned a message with a faint smile on his lips.
this state is as like as two peas in the post.
Cheng Xuan is a little flustered. Her curiosity about Ling Yichen's mobile phone has gone up a lot.
She has to find a way to get Ling Yichen's cell phone.
Knock knock knock -
the office door is knocked.
The secretary came in. "Mr. Ling Shao, all departments are here. Now we can go to the meeting."
"Well, good."
Ling Yichen tidies up his things and is ready to leave for the meeting room.
Cheng Xuan suddenly stood up and went to Ling Yichen's desk. "Brother Yichen, my cell phone is out of power. Lend me your cell phone to play for a while."
"On the table, take it by yourself."
Ling Yichen didn't have any defense against her.
"Do you have a password?"
"The code is the day we first met as children."
He remembers clearly that the first time he saw Cheng Xuan was the day before he turned four. Uncle radish took Cheng Xuan, whom he picked up at the airport, to his birthday party.
"But I don't remember."
Cheng Xuan lowered her head sadly.
"Oh, I almost forgot. You have no memory of your childhood. The password is 0925. "
after the password is reported, Ling Yichen follows the Secretary to the meeting.
Cheng Xuan takes the cell phone from her desk, sits on the sofa, inputs the password and unlocks it.