Quick wear: spoil the villain as a stand-in

Chapter 170 No one doesn't like studying, right? (55)

But just after the exam, the teacher who led the team was a little afraid to go up and ask, fearing that it would affect the mentality of more students.

They could only comfort each other after the roll call: "The papers for this exam are indeed more difficult than previous years. If you think it is difficult, others will not find it easy, so everyone relaxes."

"There are still two or three days before the results will be released. Let's have a good time in the capital these few days. Not everyone has the opportunity to travel at public expense."

The students recovered a little bit after hearing this.

According to the itinerary agreed yesterday, the bus drove towards the luxury hotel pointed out last night.

The name of that hotel is Huangdu, which is earthy and atmospheric in a certain way, but this does not affect its current extremely high quality.

The front of the hotel is full of people, and there are well-dressed and formal people everywhere, and the beauties with luxury cars are even dazzling at first glance.

Comparing the big down jackets they were wearing to keep warm, and the ordinary bus with "Qincheng Tourism" written on it, all the students felt that they were a bit out of place.

But when they saw Feng Qizhen and Lingyang who walked in calmly, they also slowly relaxed.

According to Ling Yang's words, most of the people here are pretending to be rich, or trying to mix into the so-called high society.

The other half who are really rich generally don't look down on anyone easily.

After all, no matter how they are, they are also candidates for the Chinese Mathematical Olympiad, and their future achievements may not be worse than anyone else.

The other students didn't pay much attention.

Only Han Zhao silently clenched his fist.

His performance in today's exam is really average, after all, the questions are really the most difficult in recent years.

When he came out and saw Feng Qizhang frowning, he was still inexplicably happy, seeing that he failed the exam, he was happier than himself that he passed the exam.

But this excitement didn't last for a few seconds before being overwhelmed by the luxury and money in front of him.

Han Zhao has never felt the gap between the two so clearly for a moment.

Everyone usually wears school uniforms at school, and Feng Qizhen is not the type who likes to show off, so he just knows that his family is rich and rich, but he doesn't know how rich he is.

Did he bring so many people from his class to this kind of place to show off his family's conditions on purpose?
Han Zhao was angry in his heart, and decided that Feng Qiting was definitely humiliating him.

He has completely forgotten who was the first to mention this matter yesterday.
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Feng Qizhen has a VIP card, so he can enjoy private room treatment without making an appointment.

After entering the private room, everyone obviously relaxed and began to discuss the menu in a hurry.

"This cold dish looks no different from what my family usually eats, but why does it cost 188? Is it too outrageous?"

"There are no cheap dishes here...but there are also many dishes whose names I have only seen."

Feng Qizhang has been here a few times, but mostly with Jiazhong Equipment, in fact, he doesn't know much about ordering dishes, so he recommends a few impressive dishes based on his memory.

In fact, from a certain point of view, expensive dishes also have the advantages of being expensive. Compared with ordinary small restaurants, the ingredients and other aspects here are more refined, and the chef's level is also higher.

Although it is delicious, but... thinking of the painful price.

Many people still feel that it is worthless from the bottom of their hearts.

After drinking and eating, it was getting late.

After all, they are still underage, so it is not suitable for them to return to the hotel late. After eating, the teacher who led the team urged everyone to pack up and prepare to leave.

A group of people left the box, walked through the long and exquisitely decorated corridor, and suddenly bumped into a group of people.

Those people looked successful at first glance. They were all in their 50s and [-]s in suits and leather shoes. They had obviously finished their business talks and were walking down the stairs.

The man in the middle is wearing an exquisite bow tie. Although he is not young, his appearance can still vaguely reveal the handsomeness of his youth. Perhaps it is because he often frowns that there is a deep Sichuan character in the middle of the other's eyebrows.

Looks like the unsmiling kind of person.

It's just that this person... doesn't he look a bit like a person?

Not only the other students noticed it, but even the people on the opposite side felt that one of these children was familiar.

"President Feng..." Someone called out in a low voice, "Who is...?"

"Gouzi. It's just for the exam in the capital." Feng Ming replied indifferently, he glanced up and down at Feng Qiting sharply, and then turned his gaze to Ling Yang who was beside him.

The man standing next to Feng Ming is obviously attached to Feng Ming, in other words, Feng Ming is obviously the center of this group of people.

Thinking of something, the other party smiled and complimented: "It's the Olympic mathematics competition. I heard that only the top students from each school can participate. Your son is very good."

Feng Ming was noncommittal.

At this time, Feng Qizhen also noticed his gaze, and subconsciously blocked Ling Yang behind him.

Then a few steps forward to say hello: "Father."

The young man's voice was indifferent, and he couldn't pick out any contradictions in his words and etiquette. He also greeted the several people behind Feng Ming one by one, and the temperament of his conversation was excellent.

"With classmates?"

"Yes, this is our teacher. After the exam, let's go out and relax together."

The two asked and answered, not so much the concern between father and son, it was more like a superior asking a subordinate about work, calm and without disturbance.

"Yeah." Feng Ming didn't want to say too much in front of so many people, he simply nodded his head, and asked speciously: "Treat me well."

"Yes."

Feng Qizhe's tone was also indifferent.

After the two people went downstairs together and separated, or even returned to the car, the oppressive atmosphere eased a little.

As expected of Mr. Feng.

Someone sighed softly.

Some of these students also run companies, but small and medium-sized enterprises are still far behind the behemoths of the Feng Group.

Compared with Feng Ming, the largest shareholder of the Feng family, the boss of a small and medium-sized enterprise is also very different.

Even the leading teacher sitting at the front couldn't help but feel the difference in the world at this moment.

Inexplicably feel a little honored?
After all, he should be the first person in the school to meet Feng Qizhen's parents, right?
Unlike the students here, there was a boss who was in the same car as Feng Ming and was still talking to Feng Ming about what happened just now.

In fact, if he just praised Feng Qizhe, it would not be a big problem, Feng Ming even enjoyed this kind of praise.

But it was a coincidence that the boss was not very good at coming, so he mentioned Ling Yang.

"Mr. Feng, your son is really a good-looking talent. I heard that he is working in your company now, and he is able to be in charge of a project alone at a young age." The boss couldn't help but see the faint smile on the corner of Feng Ming's mouth. He boasted even more vigorously, and continued, "And the little girl next to him just now doesn't know whose daughter it is, it seems that her background is not simple?"

Lingyang's appearance is indeed superior, and his temperament is also very good, with a kind of extravagance.

It's not surprising that Feng Ming's boss mistook him for a daughter.

But what he didn't expect was that the Xu family's parents were still some distance away from the real upper class... and Ling Yang was still living in the countryside a year ago.

(End of this chapter)