Chapter 151： Mensao (1)

Chapter 151 Mensao (1)

Shi Han can be laughed at by this old child every time, she said solemnly: "I think the second school is not good, I will go to Imperial University."

"...I can't get in, I said I can't get in." Shizheng is also anxious, he can't wait to put the evidence directly in Shihan's mind.

Shi Han said seriously: "Don't worry about it, I will find a way by myself."

"Find your own way, my god!" Shizheng stroked his forehead, feeling unreasonable, "What can you do, a little girl? Even if you can go there for classes, can you go there with your student status?" ? Without a student status, isn’t this a free job?”

And Shihan felt that Shizheng's performance was a bit redundant, he was like a fool, he couldn't understand her words.

She even thought, Bai Wanjun is so stupid, Shizheng is so stupid.

If she had grown up beside the two of them, she might not be much smarter than Shi Yin.

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When it was almost twelve o'clock, Lu Yan called Zhang Yu into the office.

"What to eat for lunch?"

"Huh?" Zhang Yu missed and raised his head.

Lu Yan doesn't pay much attention to food, he basically eats whatever is presented at noon.

Why are you asking this suddenly now?

He asked in a roundabout way: "What would Mr. Lu want to eat?"

Lu Yan paused, put his fingers into his suit pocket, and took out 300 yuan in cash.

In this day and age, cash is rarely used. Lu Yan has slender fingers. When she looked down at the cash, she didn't know where she was looking for a model, the one who spoke for cash.

Lu Yan stared down at his cash, and then took out one hundred from it and gave it to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu took it over with a dazed expression, holding the one-hundred-dollar note in his fingertips.

"Don't drop it!" Lu Yan frowned.

Zhang Yu just woke up, and immediately held the one hundred yuan in both hands. He hesitated and asked, "Use this to buy food at noon?"

"She gave it." Lu Yan said lightly, then turned to look at the computer on the table.

But what he said made Zhang Yu understand instantly.

Speaking of which, Ms. Shi Han really took care of Mr. Lu.

To be honest, according to their disguised identity as Mr. Lu, they gave 300 yuan for a lunch, which is definitely generous.

I just don’t know that the 300 yuan package does not include the meal money at night.

Zhang Yu was quite curious about what their Boss Lu was like when he was adopted, but he had no guts, so he retired and went to buy food himself.

After returning, he brought four dishes and one soup into Mr. Lu's office.

There is a cubicle in Lu Yan's office, which is specially used for eating.

Seeing Zhang Yu coming in, the two walked in.

Zhang Yu prepared the four dishes and one soup, and he was trembling in his heart.

In the past, Lu Yan ate nutritious meals delivered from Lu’s house every day. All the ingredients were expensive, and even the monthly salary of the nutritionist at home was more than him.

A rich man with countless assets, today he ate lunch worth more than 100 yuan, what if something goes wrong?

Zhang Yu felt a knife hanging over his head.

He was in a melancholy mood, but as soon as he stood up, he saw Lu Yan stretching out his hand towards him.

"what?"

"The rest of the money?"

"..." He was about to say no, when he saw the boss's face turned cold, so he changed his words instantly, "It's in my pocket."

Fortunately, he also wanted to go out to eat today, and wanted to buy food with cash on a whim, which happened to be pocket change.

He took out thirty and handed it to Lu Yan.

"It cost seventy yuan." Lu Yan looked at the thirty yuan in his hand.

"Yes." Zhang Yu smiled.

He felt miserable. In fact, he spent more than one hundred yuan, and he even put in an advance of twenty yuan.

Now he gave Mr. Lu thirty more, which means he lost fifty.

Lu Yan folded the 30 yuan, put it in the pocket of the suit, and asked, "Why is it so expensive?"

"..." Zhang Yu glanced at the rice on the table.

Stir-fried mutton, palace fried chicken, hot and sour fish, dry mixed beef.

There is also a pearl corn soup.

Is this still expensive?

"Then how much should be appropriate next time?" Zhang Yu bit the bullet and asked.

"No more than ten yuan is fine."

“…” Why are you reluctant to spend money even after being fostered?

Zhang Yu's expression was struck by lightning.

He felt like a misunderstood housewife.

The husband gave 100 yuan to buy vegetables, clothes, and toys for the children. When I was asked a week later, I still needed 99 yuan left.