The rebirth confession failed, the school beauty is anxious

Chapter 162

"Yang Sen, I also want a monthly subscription, is it thirty yuan?"

Sun Dasheng, who was sitting on the upper bunk playing Tetris, put down his game console and asked.

"Okay, okay, thank you, Master Sun!"

Yang Sen responded quickly, as if he was afraid that Sun Dasheng would regret it.

"Yang Sen, please take care of my clothes too. I'll wash them for free today, and I'll pay for them on a monthly basis starting tomorrow!"

At this time, Zheng Fei pulled out a luggage from under the bed.

Inside is a bag full of clothes.

He hasn't washed his clothes since school started.

The weather is still very hot now, and even if you don't exercise, it's easy to break out in a sweat.

When Zheng Fei opened his duffel bag, a sour smell filled the air.

Yang Sen said with a smile on his face: "Okay, I'll wash yours after I wash my hands!"

Zhou Chen glanced at Zheng Fei's bag of clothes that were about to become moldy, and said calmly: "You must have at least five days' worth of clothes. How can you get the nerve to let someone wash them for you for free?"

"Damn, Yang Sen didn't say anything, why do you care so much?"

Zheng Fei stared angrily, looking like he was going to hit someone.

Zhou Chen said to Yang Sen: "Yang Sen, don't take Zheng Fei's business, I will give you thirty yuan more every month!"

Zheng Fei glared at Zhou Chen with a sullen face and said, "Zhou Chen, you are deliberately trying to make things difficult for me, right?"

Zhou Chen smiled casually: "I can't help it, I'm richer than you and if I'm capable, you should give him sixty!"

"Sixty is sixty!"

"Yang Sen, I will give you sixty per month, and today you..."

"I'll give you one hundred and two..."

Zhou Chen crossed his arms and interrupted Zheng Fei's words: "If you give me one hundred and two, I won't care about this business..."

Zheng Fei clenched his fists, expanded his nose, and stared at Zhou Chen, who was much taller than him.

If he couldn't beat Zhou Chen, he really wanted to slap him away.

Zhou Chen glanced at him and said, "Isn't your father very rich? Your living expenses are several thousand, what's wrong with giving him one hundred and twenty?"

Zheng Fei gritted his teeth and said: "One hundred and two is one hundred and two, if you have the ability, keep raising the price!"

If you don’t steam the steamed buns, you’ll lose your breath.

It’s not like I can’t afford one hundred and two.

If you have the ability, you can double it!

Zhou Chen waved to Yang Sen: "Yang Sen, come here!"

Yang Sen walked over anxiously and said nervously: "Brother Chen, Brother Fei!"

Zhou Chen took another fifty-dollar piece and two ten-dollar pieces: "Zheng Fei and I will give you one hundred and twenty, but for other students, you should still take thirty!"

Yang Sen stared blankly at the money handed over by Zhou Chen: "Brother Chen...this..."

One hundred and twenty yuan is equivalent to half a month's living expenses.

Are all rich people so inhumane?

Zheng Fei refused to admit defeat and gave Yang Sen one hundred and two: "Can today's clothes be washed for free?"

"Can...it's okay..."

Yang Sen responded with dull eyes.

This one hundred and two is enough to wash myself for several months.

What’s just five days’ worth of clothes?

Zhou Chen curled up the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked out of the dormitory.

Off campus.

Qi Yunfeng stood on the side of the road smoking.

When he saw Zhou Chen coming, he immediately threw away his cigarette and opened the back seat door respectfully.

Zhou Chen is now a billionaire.

It is worthy of being offered to the God of Wealth.

Zhou Chen got into the car and said, "Go to Wangjiang Industrial and Commercial Branch!"

Qi Yunfeng returned to the cab and drove.

Opposite of the road.

Tian Xuemeng got out of a taxi.

Looking at the black Mazda going away, she frowned slightly: "Is that Zhou Chen? Am I wrong?"