The system gave me ten trillion yuan to force me to become a male god

"Student Qin Ao."

Zheng Jia pulled Pan Yu to the side of the rich second generation with a look of joy on his face. Zheng Jia was already enthusiastic and had strong social skills.

Although forcibly striking up a conversation may result in rejection, she doesn't care at all, failure is nothing more than a failure, it's just embarrassing.

But as long as he can get Qin Ao's contact information, it will not be difficult for him to find a job after graduation.

When a person is too important to be ignored, even if you lose face, you have to forcibly seek a relationship with him.

"Hello, Minister Pan Yu, I know you. You used to work in the Cultural and Propaganda Department." A rich second generation immediately said to Pan Yu with a smile.

Looking at the Rolex Blue Water Ghost on this man's wrist, Pan Yu furrowed his brows calmly, and said softly, "Hello, classmate, do you own this coffee shop?"

The rich second generation nodded: "Yes, how do you know."

"The cost of labor required to open such an exquisite coffee shop is not simple. You can't make back your money within three days, and only those who are not short of money will do this. I can't think of anyone else in Hangda who would be so unreasonable." I care about this." Pan Yu smiled.

"Student Pan Yu is so smart and has a strong logical ability. Come and sit. We are friends when we meet. I invite you to have a cup of coffee."

Zheng Jia laughed even happier, he never thought it would be so easy to integrate into this group of rich second-generation circles, thanks to the fact that he still had a lot of rhetoric in his mind.

Pan Yu and Zheng Jia sat down on a sofa one after another, leaving only Zeng Tiexiong standing behind the sofa at a loss, scratching his head in embarrassment.

It's not that he doesn't want to sit down with him, but because all the sofas have no place.

Immediately, he was like a target, standing there very conspicuously.

"Who is this?" Yan Song asked suspiciously.

"A junior, Zeng Tiexiong, let's chat here, if you have something to do, go and do it, don't follow." Zheng Jia said with a contemptuous expression.

For Zeng Tiexiong, who looked like a mediocre man, she repelled and loathed him from the bottom of her heart.

This kind of dick male college student doesn't have much money at all, and he still wants to pick up girls and chase people, and doesn't look in the mirror to see if he is worthy?

"It's okay, I'm not busy, it's good for everyone to chat together." Zeng Tiexiong quickly moved a stool and sat beside him.

Who can't see the situation clearly in this posture, the toad wants to eat swan meat, and the rich second generations sneer with disdain.

Yan Songle said: "Let's say it first, this cafe only invites beautiful women, and men need to pay for coffee at their own expense."

Zeng Tiexiong nodded: "Okay, how much is a cup, I'll buy a cup."

"The cheapest cat poop coffee in this store is 128 yuan. Dude, you go to the front desk to pay the bill, and someone will bring the coffee to you later."

"What? 128 yuan!" Zeng Tiexiong was instantly shocked, with an expression of disbelief.

His monthly living expenses are only 2000 yuan, and this cup of coffee directly costs one-twentieth of the amount, which makes him unable to calm down at all.

But this embarrassing performance aroused the ridicule of these rich second generations even more. Zeng Tiexiong's appearance of a mountain cannon that can't afford it is really ridiculous.

It's a bit boring to stay in the store today, and it's good to have such a clown here to relieve boredom.

Pan Yu's expression was very embarrassing. After all, Zeng Tiexiong was the person she brought here, and she was embarrassed by embarrassing herself like this.

"I'll buy this cup of coffee from my junior." Pan Yu said helplessly.

"Yuyu, what coffee are you buying him for? Just let him go quickly. How can we chat with these rich second generations when he stays here?" Zheng Jia said impatiently with Pan Yu in his ear.

In such a public place, in front of a group of men, Zeng Tiexiong naturally felt very sorry for letting a woman pay for herself.

But really spending 128 yuan to buy a cup of coffee made him feel extremely painful.

"Zeng Tiexiong, you should leave quickly. This place is not suitable for you. I don't know where you got the courage to lick your face and follow Yuyu. We don't know you well. What's the point of following?" Zheng Jia couldn't see Go down, said anxiously.

At this moment, a figure suddenly walked in from outside the coffee shop. After seeing Zeng Tiexiong for some reason, the person wondered, "Tiexiong?"

"Xiao Zhou!" Zeng Tiexiong was very excited. For him, it was like finding a backer for him to be able to appear in such an embarrassing environment. He felt an inexplicable sense of security.

"Zhou...Zhou Chen." Qin Ao originally wanted to call Zhou Shao, but noticed that Zhou Chen didn't like to reveal his identity in front of outsiders, so he had to forcefully change his words.

"Brother Zhou Chen."

"Brother Zhou."

Although the other rich second generations had never met Zhou Chen in person, Qin Ao had greeted him in person. How could they not have such sharp eyesight, so they all got up and greeted Zhou Chen.

Although Yan Song didn't want to get in touch with Zhou Chen very much, but due to the strength of the other party, he could only reluctantly call out Brother Zhou.

For them, the rich second generation, Zhou Chen had this strength and status.

"Oh, hello, hello, everyone, sit down, I'm just here to cheer, don't be so polite." Zhou Chen said casually.

Seeing this battle, Zeng Tiexiong was a little confused. When did Zhou Chen become so famous?
Although he didn't know the identities of these rich second generations, but to be able to afford such a coffee shop, the financial resources must be nothing to say.

Is this a group of rich kids who would take the initiative to call Zhou Chen brother?
Pan Yu and Zheng Jia looked at Zhou Chen suspiciously and curiously. From their eyes, Zhou Chen, like Zeng Tiexiong, was dressed in ordinary clothes worth a few hundred dollars, without any luxury at all.

No matter how you look at it, you are undoubtedly a poor guy. How can such a person make Qin Ao stand up and say hello to him?
Zhou Chen pulled a chair and sat down beside Zeng Tiexiong, and said carelessly: "Qin Ao, bring me a cup of your most expensive coffee, everyone is here to cheer, and I will definitely kill you."

Qin Ao smiled and said: "There is no problem at all, you can drink as much as you want, and I will give you unlimited refills."

Zeng Tiexiong pulled Zhou Chen's sleeve worriedly, and reminded him in a low voice, "Xiao Zhou, don't talk nonsense. The cheapest coffee here costs 128 yuan a cup, and the most expensive one might cost over [-] yuan. Take it easy."

"Poqian, okay, Qin Ao, let me have two cups, and one for my friend." Zhou Chen said indifferently, putting Zeng Tiexiong on the shoulder.

He didn't know what happened here before he came, but now that Zhou Chen had a good relationship with this Zeng Tiexiong, the expressions of the rich second generations who had laughed at Zeng Tiexiong instantly became weird.

Offending Young Master Zhou's friends is tantamount to offending Young Master Zhou. If Zeng Tiexiong sued Zhou Chen, they would still be playing with wool.

"No problem, at the bar, two cups of civet cat poop coffee, and two cups of ordinary cat poop coffee." Qin Ao stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in the direction of the bar.

The expressions of Pan Yu and Zheng Jia on the side suddenly became ugly.

I thought that I could drink coffee for free by virtue of my status as a girl, but a poor guy like Zeng Tiexiong can only pay for it himself.

But now, the situation has reversed directly. Zeng Tiexiong actually drank coffee that was obviously more expensive, and the two of them could only drink ordinary coffee.

All of this stems from the appearance of that man named Zhou Chen.

Pan Yu was curious, who is this Zhou Chen who can be valued so much by Qin Ao.