City: Counterattack from the villain

The next day was one of the few holidays at Tianhai University.

However, Tang Yurou still said that she was going to school, because Tang Yurou enrolled in an interest class, which was about national customs.

After a closer look, Lin Moyuan discovered that this interest class is a place to learn some knowledge about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Although Lin Moyuan didn't want Tang Yurou to leave his sight, he understood a truth, that is, it is better to block than to block.

If you blindly stop Tang Yurou, don't let her do this, don't let her do that, it will obviously push her into Xiao Fan's arms again!
So when Tang Yurou said that she was going to join the Guofeng interest class, she was actually ready to be rejected.

But unexpectedly, Lin Moyuan agreed readily!
Tang Yurou, who couldn't believe it, had a strange expression on her face after confirming it again. Then she got into a car arranged by the butler and headed for the school.

Eldest Young Master Lin, did you really just let Tang Yurou go out of your sight?

The answer is of course no!

As soon as the car Tang Yurou was riding in drove out of the courtyard, a Lamborghini Aventador painted in black followed closely!

Sitting in the driver's seat of this Lamborghini is Mr. Lin!
In fact, this Lamborghini is still cheap in Master Lin's garage.

In Lin Moyuan's garage, there is also a Lamborghini Sixth Element and a Hardtop Poison!
The most expensive one is the hardtop Poison.

However, out of a low-key choice, Lin Moyuan still planned to drive a low-key car.

This Aventador is actually not cheap, after all, 700 million is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

But in Young Master Lin's garage, it's really not the top one.

……

It didn't take long for Tang Yurou to arrive at the main entrance of Yunhai University. After getting off the car, she walked towards the school.

Lin Moyuan, who parked the car not far away, followed closely behind Tang Yurou and walked towards the school.

Some students on the road showed surprised expressions when they saw Young Master Lin. Obviously, they didn't expect that Lin Moyuan, a dude who had never attended a class seriously, would appear in the school during the holidays.

Lin Moyuan didn't care about the eyes of the students, but followed Tang Yurou all the way to the activity place of the Guofeng Interest Club.

This national style club is located in a hall of Yunhai University. Yunhai University is quite important to the construction of national style, so it divides a not-so-small activity hall into the club.

But this 'not too small', if compared with Young Master Lin's garage, it pales in comparison.

After all, Lin Moyuan's underground garage in Dongsheng Huating has a full [-] square meters.

Wearing an inconspicuous hat, Lin Moyuan sat in the back row of the auditorium, planning to take a rest.

After all, he didn't come to appreciate any performance, but to stare at Tang Yurou and prevent her from doing anything else.

For things like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Young Master Lin has never taken a cold.

Amidst the melodious sound of the zither, Lin Moyuan's cell phone suddenly started to vibrate.

Lin Moyuan adjusted his hat, then ignored the dissatisfied gazes from the people around him, and connected the phone.

"Hello? I'm Lin Moyuan."

Hearing the words 'Lin Moyuan', several audience members who were still resentful turned their heads away one after another, feeling lingering fear for a while.

I really depend on it!What did I do just now?
How dare you scold this evil god! ?
Lin Moyuan didn't care about the reactions of these people, but listened attentively to the phone.

"Master! That Xiao Fan has taken action!"

……

Near Yunda, lottery station.

Xiao Fan wiped a few beads of sweat from his head, and took a sip of the iced soda he just bought.

Although it is the rainy season, the weather in Yunhai City is very dull, which makes people a little irritable.

Xiao Fan has been squatting near the lottery station for almost three hours.

The young man still did not show up until now, which made Xiao Fan feel a little depressed.

He confirmed again and again, based on the time calculation, that young man would definitely show up today, but the three-hour wait still made him a little discouraged.

Did I remember wrong?
This is impossible!That young man should be the lottery ticket he bought today, and he can't go wrong!

But why doesn't it show up now! ?
Just when Xiao Fan was about to give up and leave, a figure appeared on the corner of the street!
The moment Xiao Fan saw this figure, his attention was instantly concentrated!

Seeing this young figure walking towards the lottery station with ease, Xiao Fan was ecstatic!

That's the kid!

Afterwards, Xiao Fan lowered the brim of his hat and followed the young man into the lottery station.

The owner of the lottery station didn't notice Xiao Fan who was wearing a hat, but looked at the young man ahead.

"Boss, how is business today?"

The owner of the lottery station heard the young man's words and said with a smile:

"Hey, it's just a small business, how can there be any profit, what? It's still the same number today?"

The young man nodded with a smile and said:
"That's right, give me two hundred bets today!"

The boss raised his brows when he heard the words, "I said, boy of the Li family, are you rich? Have you made a fortune?"

"Two hundred bets, he is not a small amount!"

The young man was obviously very familiar with the boss, he pulled a small bench and sat down, said with a smile:

"Boss, you guessed all of this? Isn't the wasteland in the south about to be demolished recently? We just got a sum of compensation, and the wallet is quite rich."

The boss suddenly realized, and then said with a smile:

"Okay, it seems that you are about to get through your life, okay, two hundred bets are two hundred bets, I will give you a [-]% discount! Just take it!"

While talking, with the messy sound of the ticket issuing machine, the lottery ticket with the smell of ink came into the hands of the young man.

After the young man collected the lottery tickets, he greeted the boss and turned to leave.

Xiao Fan, who had been sitting quietly on the seat of the lottery station until the figure of the young man left, took a step forward and said with a serious expression:
"Boss, put a thousand bets on the number of that person just now!"

When the boss heard this, he just drank the tea in his mouth and sprayed it all out!

"What did you say? You want to buy a thousand bets!?"

The boss stared carefully at Xiao Fan's face, and after confirming that the boy was not joking, he asked again:
"Are you sure, it's a thousand bets, not a hundred bets!?"