Ninety school bully's little sweet wife

Lin Zhiyun looked at defending the title, and an uncontrollable admiration gushed out of her heart!

So when he was this age, he had already learned psychology so well?

Mind reading is already a big deal now?
The little fairy-like eyes that burst out in Lin Zhiyun's eyes made Wei Mian feel a little uncomfortable and turned his head away.

Wei Mian is usually unwilling to speculate on other people's micro-expressions, because almost all of the guessed results are disliked by him.

But Lin Zhiyun was different, she seldom disappointed him.

Just like now, she has guessed that he can see her thoughts through her micro-expressions, gestures and other micro-movements, and she doesn't have the fear or offense of being seen through.

On the contrary, she thinks he is very powerful, and she even worships him...

He didn't need to observe her micro-expressions, he could easily see from her eyes that she admired and liked him very much.

"Aren't you short of money yourself? In fact, [-] is fine." Lin Zhiyun said with a clear and gentle look, with a sincere expression.

"I'm short of money, but what I'm short of is hundreds of millions, at least tens of millions." The defending champion said delicately.

"..." Lin Zhiyun choked hard,

This person is really different from another person, and they are also short of money, but the difference can be called a world of difference.

The little money she was short of might be the same as pocket money in the eyes of defending champion?

"So this little money is nothing to me." The defending champion said lightly and casually.

After Wei Mian said so, it would be a bit hypocritical for Lin Zhiyun to refuse again.

"I'll pay you back as soon as possible. When the factory makes money, I'll invest in it for you!" Lin Zhiyun's face was shining with brilliance when she spoke, with a kind of beauty that captured people's hearts and souls.

At this time, Lin Zhiyun found a bigger goal in her heart. Since defending the title lacked money, she made money to invest in him for research.

Lin Zhiyun's words heard Wei Mian's ears, just like a little girl who wanted to make money to support him, and immediately felt a little shy.

Wei Mian couldn't stand still, turned around and left the kitchen, and deliberately said casually: "You should take care of yourself first!"

Lin Zhiyun didn't notice his little awkwardness, she made up her mind that if the factory is to run well, Qin Bo has to take the initiative to worry about it.

She has to make a lot of money so that the defending champion does not lack money for research.

No matter what reason he hid in Huaguo, she hoped that he would not compromise with Ge Lao because of money in the future.

She hoped that he could make his own choices about what research to do, instead of always being forced to do research.

Lin Zhiyun quickly went to Brother Hei with a bag of money on her back.

"There are [-] here, more workers will be recruited. In terms of parts, if you don't have enough money, you can pay on credit." Lin Zhiyun poured all the money in her schoolbag on the table.

Brother Hei glanced at the pile of money on the table, and seemed to snort, speaking in a nasal voice: "Where did you get it?"

"Borrowed." Lin Zhiyun said honestly.

She is only 17 years old, if she doesn't tell the source clearly, she is really afraid that Brother Hei will think she stole it.

"How much is the interest?" Brother Hei frowned and asked.

Seeing that he was a little unhappy, Lin Zhiyun thought that he misunderstood that she had borrowed usury, so she explained: "No interest, it's all her own."

Brother Hei has a bad face, 5 yuan is not a small amount of money, and they are willing to lend it to an underage girl to open a factory without interest?
This person may be hiding some dirty thoughts!
"One of my own? Who?" Hei Ge's tone was full of suspicion.

"It's the major shareholder in our factory. He's a technology investor." Lin Zhiyun also heard it, so she could only say.

Brother Hei smacked his lips for a while, showing skills and taking money. Does this person trust Lin Zhiyun?
Or did he have other thoughts about Lin Zhiyun?
"How do you, a student, know this kind of person?" Brother Hei didn't realize that he was nosy.

He could see that Lin Zhiyun believed in this person more than the inexplicable trust in him.

This made him slightly uncomfortable.

"Fate." Lin Zhiyun said with a genuine smile.

"What does he do?" Brother Hei thought that Lin Zhiyun's smile was a bit harsh, and he didn't like it.

"He just likes to study things, which is a personal hobby." Lin Zhiyun said vaguely.

Although Brother Hei has nothing to do with those people in Yueguo, just in case, it's better for her to say less about things related to defending the title.

Brother Hei took a cigarette from his ear annoyed, "What if you can't pay back the money?"

"How could it not be paid?" Lin Zhiyun looked confident. She seized the opportunity of the development of national home appliances, and with the technology of defending the title, the money will not be bad!

"What if I can't pay it back? There are risks in doing business, and it's normal to make money if you lose money... Have you written an IOU?" Brother Hei didn't smoke, he just rolled it on the tip of his nose and smelled it.

"No..." Lin Zhiyun forgot that the defending champion was a trustworthy person in her heart, so she took it for granted that she was the same in the defending champion's eyes.

But right now, seeing Brother Hei's shocked expression of "you didn't even write an IOU", Lin Zhiyun felt that she might have taken it for granted.

Defending the title doesn't care about the 5 yuan, but it doesn't mean that Lin Zhiyun can justify using other people's money without writing an IOU.

After Lin Zhiyun left, Brother Hei stared at the table of money, slowly lit a cigarette, and took a few puffs while frowning.

"Brother Hei, she has brought all the money, so shall we continue to raise money?" Huang Mao came over and asked.

"Didn't you see that people can borrow 5 yuan at will? We still need it?" Brother Hei said self-deprecatingly after taking a deep breath.

Lin Zhiyun made up an IOU for Wei Mian, but Wei Mian did not accept the IOU, so he tapped the IOU with his index finger.

"Gu Huai asked you to make up the IOU for me?" Wei Mian supported the frame of the mirror, undercurrents surged in his calm eyes.

The little girl had never thought of writing an IOU before, but now that she was out of the house, her expression was relaxed, but she remembered to write an IOU?

"No, he just asked, it's my fault, I forgot to write to you." Lin Zhiyun said angrily.

Before defending her title, she would always involuntarily confuse her past life with her present.

She believed in him, but forgot that in his eyes, she was just someone he had just known.

"Little girl, have you forgotten that I gave you the DVD technology." Wei Mian's eyes were deep, with a hint of self-mockery.

Lin Zhiyun's expression froze for a moment, and she felt her face burn instantly. He gave her the most valuable technology, and still worried that she would not pay back the money?

She was in such a hurry to give him the IOU, but it seemed that she was calculating, drawing a line with him, and not treating him as one of her own.

Lin Zhiyun raised her eyes eagerly to explain, but as soon as she touched those familiar deep black eyes, she suddenly realized that she had done something outrageous and hurt the other party.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about it." Lin Zhiyun said softly and flatteringly.

Wei Mian stared at her for a long time, until she got a little flustered, then raised his lips and smiled softly at her, the eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses flashed the color of elegance, "I want to eat braised pork, Sixi meatballs, and small crisps Meat."

Lin Zhiyun didn't hear what he was saying clearly, but felt that her whole body was instantly wrapped in tenderness, her heart beat violently for no reason, and her face burned even more.

seem……

It seems that he is a little different from his previous life, why is he smiling so... so provocative...

"Okay." Lin Zhiyun agreed indiscriminately.