Chapter 62 a Bet with You

Adela turned around and smiled sweetly, "I'm sorry. I don't want to drive home. But boy, you've made progress. I like you. "

She waved at him as if she was coaxing a child. Then she walked out of the bar gracefully.

Richard was pissed off.

The phone was ringing all the time that he knew who was looking for him.

He threw the phone on the table.

The poor phone was simply turned off.

None of them looked good.

"That old woman is too cruel. How old are you? Complain to your parents? How dare she? "

Neal cried, "What should we do? Richard, it's all my fault... "

Richard was annoyed. "It's not a big deal. I'm fine. At the worst, I'll be locked up for a while. "

They said angrily, "We have to teach the old woman a lesson."

Richard snorted, "Didn't you see her fighting just now? A punch from her is enough for you. Teach her a lesson? No way! "

They looked at each other.

One of them smiled awkwardly and said, "She must need some sex. She has changed from an old woman to a tomboy. Unfortunately, Richard, she doesn't love you..."

What?

Richard seemed to be stung by something. "She doesn't love me? I don't want her yet! "

"Bet or not? Even if you pursue her, she will not pay attention to you. "

Richard was about to jump to her feet. "Let's bet! There is no woman that I can't defeat! "

As soon as he said that, he regretted.

But it was too late.

Except for Neal, the others all took out all their money and threw it on the table. "We bet with all of our money that you will lose."

Richard's face

thesis. Four people in a group. Hurry up and find someone to team up."

Richard looked around. When the people around him saw him, they all lowered their heads, and even Neal was no exception.

"I'm sorry, Richard. We've already made a team... I... " Neal murmured.

Richard said reluctantly, "Well, can't I write it without you?"

The person on the platform said, "No one wants to team up with you, right? It doesn't matter. You come with me to do the market research. At that time, the thesis will be yours. "

Everyone in the class snickered.

Richard's heart was filled with despair. However, Neal lowered his voice and said, "It's a good chance. Well, you can get close to her... "

Richard was so annoyed.

He threw the book into the drawer and lay prone on the table, closing his eyes and pretending to fall asleep.

After class, he was dragged to Adela's office.

She pulled out a folder and gave it to him. "Please do market research for me these days. One month. "

Richard was confused. "What should I do?"

She looked at him as if she was looking at a fool. "Just send out questionnaires at the gate of supermarkets and hotels. Collect them and make a summary of the data. Do you need me to teach you this? " She sniffed at his intelligence. "I just take a fancy to your face. I guess the recovery rate will be high when you send the questionnaires. If you can't do it well, I'm telling you that you can't pass the course. "

Richard rubbed his face.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw a small card on Adela's table.