Interstellar Live: Work hard and you will have a fortune of trillions!

Afterwards, no matter how heated the public opinion was, Bai Xi still had to take care of his own business.

After the counselor left, she received a call from Black Card Secretary Zhang Li, "Ms. Bai, the two companies have been registered."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Please do me another favor and send the relevant information to my house and give it to Qiao Na."

"Ok."

"Have you found anyone to recruit?"

"We have a target for media, but we'll have to wait for the investment. I'll give you a reply within ten days," Zhang Li replied.

"Okay. Thank you for your hard work. Thank you."

"You're very kind. This is our job."

Because the company registration process had been completed, in the evening, Bai Xi went home, took out a check from a financial company, filled out 20,000 yuan, and gave it to the deputy class leader Li Wei when he went to school.

Li Wei was so excited when he received the check that he almost cried. "I originally planned that you would give me the name of the company and I would negotiate on my own..."

Unexpectedly, Bai Xi came directly with a check.

"You still remember this little thing of mine. Thank you so much."

Bai Xi waved his hand, "Let's put things in perspective. This is what I promised you."

Li Wei didn't know what to say to express his gratitude. He hurriedly took the check, picked up his phone, and ran to the forum to challenge the group one by one.

In the following days, Bai Xi continued to go to school and memorize words after school. She changed into a different set of clothes and jewelry every day, and drove a different car every day.

Day one was the Porsche 918.

The second time she wore yellow diamond earrings, a two million dollar Van Cleef & Arpels butterfly watch, and drove a Ferrari LaFerrari.

On the third day, she changed into emerald earrings, wore a jade bracelet, and drove a Koenigsegg.

On the fourth day, she wore a sapphire necklace and a love bracelet worth 44 yuan and drove a Pagani Huayra.

In short, she changes her clothes, jewelry, bags, and cars every day, and the consequence of showing off her wealth in various ways is... she became famous.

I don't know which genius filmed this video of her walking through the crowd with four bodyguards every day...

There are even close-ups of pinching roses and close-ups of eyes.

Bai Xi discovered that close-up shots were truly amazing. When she passed by Lin Qi, she glanced at him indifferently, but even in the close-up, there was a lot of irony.

Just like that, Lin Qi's flower-sending campaign finally died on the third day. No one knew why, but she wasn't coming anyway, so Bai Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

Great! !

The school hunk is a disaster!!

Now the evil is finally gone.

The second result of showing off wealth is better - although some people scolded her for showing off her wealth, people began to count Bai Xi's clothes, bags, cars and jewelry, and found that these few cars alone could not cover a small target!

Not to mention jewelry.

Some people began to question the theory of keeping a sugar daddy.

"The family has no money, so if the girl has money, it must mean she is being kept as a mistress? What if she earned it? What if she won the lottery?"

No one believed the first one, but everyone thought the second one was possible.

"Besides, who would support a little girl and give her so much money?"

"Even his biological father might not be willing to give up, so who is he supporting? Who is it, Mr. Ma?"

"Pass it on, it's Papa Ma who supports Bai Xi!"

It just so happened that everyone had been clamoring in the forum for several days, but there had been no substantial evidence. Some of the onlookers gradually realized that they had been fooled.

At this time, Bai Xi received a call from Zhang Hua, "Bai Xi! You are my sister! That slap you gave me was really loud! That was amazing."

Bai Xi smiled and said, "Thank you for speaking for me."

"You're welcome."

But there are also people who insist that Bai Xi must be kept by someone.

It's just that I didn't dare to meet you because I was being watched these days.

Anyway, that's it, no one can convince anyone else.

At this time, the court summons arrived.

Perhaps because of Song Tang's face, the court responded very quickly. On Friday, the court summons were delivered to the more than 100 people.

The court will open next Monday and you are requested to be present on time.

Many people panicked after receiving the subpoenas. Some apologized on forums, some blocked parking lots or dormitory entrances to apologize, and some were even tougher than Bai Xi, saying, "I won't apologize. I'll see what the court can do to me."

Probably nothing will happen, the court will just teach you to apologize.

Anyway, it doesn't affect Bai Xi's daily life at all, and he doesn't care what people say. He shows off his wealth as usual, goes to class, goes home, eats, does homework, studies stocks, and studies English.

Moreover, in order to relieve her emotions, she also bought a large painting table made of huanghuali wood, which cost her 30 million yuan.

She also went for a stroll on Liulichang Street and bought some study items to cultivate her sentiments.

On Monday, the day of the trial, Bai Xi did not go, and was represented by Tang Song. Her demands were not high, just an apology on the forum, a three-day posting, and compensation of 250 yuan for mental damages, which would be donated directly to the orphanage.

Song Tang originally proposed 500 yuan, but Bai Xi felt that 500 yuan was a bit too much for a student. She thought deeply about the principal's words and reduced it by half.

When her third class was over, Bai Xi received a call from Song Tang, "The trial is over, and we won. Congratulations!"

"Tongxi, thank you. Please help me keep an eye on the execution of the compensation. Thank you for your hard work."

"It's your job."

Things were simple after that. No matter whether those people sincerely admitted their mistakes or were forced to do so, those who should apologized had already apologized.

The school forum suddenly became very lively, with a large area on the screen filled with apologies.

Hundreds of messages, all of which said, "I am xxx, class xx of XXX college, and I sincerely apologize to Bai Xi..."

Scroll from top to bottom, the school forum is all about this.

All of a sudden, the forum was boiling again.

Everyone went to watch the fun.

Bai Xi's name was mentioned frequently again.

As for herself, she read a few apologies, let out a long breath, leaned back in her chair, and suddenly felt a little tired.

Finally, this matter is over.

I gave myself a satisfactory explanation.

It’s not that the school did nothing. In the afternoon, the school held a school-wide meeting in the school’s largest auditorium. The title of the meeting was: Be Careful in What You Say and Do – Report on the School’s Moral Education!

First, the student union president Pei Heng spoke, then the vice principal in charge of moral education spoke, and then the principal spoke.

Afterwards, several three-good students gave speeches.

We will also give serious warnings to those who were the loudest in this rumor incident.

And we invited several major media outlets.

The vice-president stated at the meeting that rumors would never be tolerated and would be severely punished once discovered.

The school promises to protect every student's study life from being disturbed, and unconditionally supports students in using legal means to protect themselves...

Bai Xi yawned out of boredom and tugged at Chen Mingyao who was sitting in front of her, "I'm going to treat the whole class to dinner and karaoke tomorrow night. Can you help pass on the message for me?"

Chen Mingyao turned around and looked at Bai Xi, "Why didn't you tell the monitor directly?"

"Who can I tell you it's different? I just took out my free time. Thank you for your hard work, student council member!" Bai Xi tugged at the corner of her clothes.

Chen Mingyao slapped Bai Xi's hand away and said, "I know. Stop pulling. You're almost pulling my clothes askew. I'll talk to the squad leader later."

The meeting didn't last long and ended at 2:30.