God of Rebirth Investment

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Classes the next day.

When Chang Dong bumped into his roommate in the large multimedia classroom, embarrassment flashed across the faces of both parties.

Chang Dong didn't say anything, and they didn't say anything, as if they didn't know each other. In the end, they were three or four rows apart.

The night before, I used wine as a song;

It's like a stranger this morning.

It is really embarrassing to meet people.

"You are Chang Dong, right?"

A soft sound pierced Chang Dong's ears.

He turned his head to look, only to see a rather delicate and cute little girl crawling beside him at some point during the break between classes.

"Well, I am."

The girl's pretty face flushed a little, she didn't dare to glance around, and said in a low voice: "Can I add a WeChat?"

Chang Dong didn't say anything, this is a Maoist class, and the three classes are in the same class, so he doesn't know the girl in front of him.

But this does not prevent him from understanding the behavior of girls.

He looked at the girl's pretty face seriously, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.

I don't know if it's because his eyes are too heavy, the girl quickly lowered her head, and from the gap in Wen Xiang's soft hair, she could see the snow-white neck and the rouge that emerged from embarrassment.

"Okay!"

Chang Dong smiled, took out his phone, and opened the WeChat QR code.

The girl suddenly raised her head, as if she couldn't believe her ears, she actually asked for Chang Dong's contact information? !

She took out her pink phone in surprise, quickly scanned Chang Dong's WeChat, and said, "My WeChat is called the last summer."

After finishing speaking, this short strike-up exhausted all her courage. She blushed and hurried back to the group of girls.

Not long after, there was a suppressed exclamation from the group of girls, as if they were surprised that the girl wanted to get Chang Dong's WeChat.

This inconspicuous scene fell into the eyes of countless people and immediately caused a commotion.

"Fuck, are you starting to catch up now?"

"Damn, shameless, gold digger!"

"Bitch, when you see a rich man, you lose your face."

"I'm so envious. I treat guests to dinner, but they don't come, let alone ask for WeChat. That's good, I took the initiative to post."

"If you drive a Lamborghini, people will pay you back."

"Fuck! If I drive a Lamborghini and still take classes here? I'm so chic."

Voices of jealousy, jealousy, high-mindedness, or helplessness sounded in the corner of the multimedia classroom, but no matter how everyone discussed, few dared to speak out.

He Lei looked at what was happening around Chang Dong, and moved his eyes to Wu Jiaojiao. He keenly noticed that although Wu Jiaojiao was chatting with her best friend next to her, her gaze was always aimed at Chang Dong vaguely.

This inconspicuous detail made He Lei subconsciously clenched his hands, his face pale.

After a long time, he let go of his fingers and turned on the phone.

——In the browser bookmark, he bookmarked a virtual currency trading website.

After two days of frantic browsing of virtual currency information, although he is not a member of the circle, he is better than a member of the circle, and he is familiar with the origin and development history of digital currency.

He clicked on the website with gloomy eyes.

Since Chang Dong can make money here, there's no reason why he can't!

Although that thing has plummeted now, in He Lei's view, this is the best time to buy the bottom.

So, he decided...to take a gamble!

020 This is life

The girl nicknamed "The Last Summer" on WeChat is actually called Ni Yu.

She never thought that there would be a day when she would lose her soul while holding her mobile phone.

When she had the courage to add Chang Dong's WeChat, she became the envy of the girls in the class.Of course, to a certain extent, it has also become the object of exclusion by many people.

But she doesn't care.

Because she knows what she wants.

However, just adding WeChat is not enough, she must have substantive contact.

When she carefully deleted and rewritten, wrote and deleted, and edited the information countless times, and sent it to Chang Dong, what she got was nothing.

Yes, although she added Chang Dong's WeChat, she didn't add it.

If the messages hadn't been able to be sent all the time, she even wondered if Chang Dong had deleted her?

In the process, she had no choice but to send messages.

She didn't even dare to post more messages, she was afraid that he would find her annoying, and then delete her.

So she set a standard for herself, one in the morning and one in the evening, greeting in the morning, telling a joke and saying hello in the evening.

After a long time, she felt that she would become one of the three thousand beauties in the ancient emperor's harem, dressed up every day, eager to see through, but she couldn't look forward to that chariot and sheep cart.

At this time, she even hated why Mao Gai's class was only once a week.

If two or three more times, wouldn't she have an excuse to see him more times?

If the mountain does not come, I will go.

Really helpless, Ni Yu simply inquired about Chang Dong's class schedule, gritted his teeth, and pretended to pass by unintentionally, to see if he could run into him by chance.

It's a pity that her well-arranged encounter is no match for the impermanence of good fortune.

Chang Dong did come to class, but unfortunately she didn't catch anyone.

Ni Yu felt so uncomfortable that she almost wanted to cry.