The system forces me to sell insurance

Ye Fan drove the car and walked on the road, feeling happy in his heart.

What touch porcelain.

Lose money.

That's all weak!
Or go to the university and donate the teaching building!
Can pretend again!
Can help people again!

What a sense of accomplishment!

And this group of female students is too enthusiastic!

Even though Ye Fan was nimble, it was inevitable that the female students took advantage of him.

He was kissed hard on the face a few times.

Is this the trouble of happiness?
What the hell!

When he touched his pocket, Ye Fan was forced!

How come there are so many small notes in the pocket?

Pick it up, put it under your nose and sniff it.

On different small notes, there are different fragrances of women's powder.

Should not be ah.

I have noticed this one.

When did they stuff the note into my pocket.

Ye Fan thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

In the end, I can only sigh with emotion: These girls are too enthusiastic!

Anyway, I feel like I put on a big competition today, and I feel beautiful.

When the car arrived at the villa.

After getting off the car, Ye Fan took a photo of the villa and decided to post it on Moments.

It's been a long time since he posted on Moments.

In the past, when I was in school, what did I eat today, did I go to sing with my buddies today, where did I go to play, I was in a good mood today, and if I was not, I would post it.

Later, before there was a system, due to the pressure of life, after working every day, lying on the bed like a salted fish, I had exhausted all my energy.

Ye Fan's circle of friends sends out, the maximum authority, everyone can see.

Ding Dong!

Ding Dong!

Ding Dong!

……

Then Ye Fan's cell phone rang as if he didn't want money.

What the hell!

Less than 1 likes in 30 minute!
My goodness!

Are you all devils?
This is very different from when he used to post a circle of friends, and no one responded to it for ten days and a half months.

Now it's not just about compliments.

There are also messages and comments.

"Where did Mr. Ye Fan get rich recently? They all lived in villas."

"Brother Fan, take me! Take me, little brother."

"The local tyrant asks for support!"

"Fuck! It's unbelievable, is Ye Fan so awesome now?"

Ye Fan scrolled through the comments and messages, and saw Xu Xiaohu's reply: Pretending to be aggressive!Just ignore this silly batch automatically.

Then there was a private chat with some classmates.

It is said that it is Ye Fan's deskmate.

Primary school deskmate.

Junior high school deskmate.

High school deskmate.

In the end, all my deskmates from the university showed up.

And the same table at the university also sent Ye Fan a selfie.

Judging from the photos, she is a classy little beauty.

Ye Fan looked at the photo and thought about it for a long time, feeling impressed but not feeling impressed.

Ding Dong!

Mobile WeChat message.

"I haven't seen Ye Fan for more than a year since he just graduated. You are now a big boss and live in a villa?"

"By the way, Ye Fan, why didn't you reply to my message? Did you forget me?"

The little beauty who claimed to be at the same table as Ye Fan in university continued to send messages to Ye Fan: "I'm in Shannan City, where are you at the same table now?"

"Are you free this Sunday? You book tickets for me, I'll go find you."

Ye Fan looked at the little beautiful classmate who claimed to be his deskmate in college, and sent him messages one by one.

He also began to doubt himself a little.

When I was in college, there was such a beautiful little girl at the same table?
And we seem to have a particularly good relationship?
But why don't I remember it myself?

"By the way, Ye Fan, do you have a girlfriend? I'm single now, how about you being my boyfriend?"