The wealthy young master is a money fan

Facts have proved that after falling in love, Pei Ji has indeed changed a lot compared to before, but the character of the money fan has not collapsed at all.

In the face of money, Yan Zong failed to compete for favor.

However, most of the second-hand market is for large furniture and home appliances, such as refrigerators, sofas, washing machines, etc. The dormitory conditions are limited, and students don't need them, so Pei Ji's business of buying and selling can only be put on hold temporarily.

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Many courses ended in the last semester of junior year, so Pei Ji and his class had a tighter schedule than before. They basically had classes every day, and it was rare for them to have no classes all day like before.

"Brother Pei is awesome, you were the top scholarship last school year again."

In the lecture hall, before class started, a male student turned around to congratulate Pei Ji after reading the class group news.

Pei Ji's school is very competitive, and the scholarships are not awarded once a year, but calculated according to the academic year.

Even if you get a scholarship in the first half of the year, as long as you slack off in your studies, you will be squeezed out by latecomers in the second half of the year.

The number of places is limited, Pei Ji and his finance department set up two special scholarships, and the school is also generous, with a bonus of [-] for one academic year.

Pei Ji's grades are against the sky, and his name will appear every time in the column of the special scholarship.

Following such a god of learning, Cheng Weiyi, Lao Qiao, and the others were already numb. They felt strange when Pei Ji's name was not included in the scholarship list.

Their school has a lot of various bonuses, and the amount is also high. Pei Ji can get several bonuses every year, and others are frugal. The sum of all kinds of bonuses can offset tuition and living expenses. sum of money.

But congratulations should still be congratulated, they joked and asked Pei Ji to treat them.

Treating guests to dinner after winning a prize is almost a tradition. After Cheng Weiyi and the others won the award, they also treated guests to drink and eat, but Pei Ji seldom went.

I used to think that Pei Ji's family was poor, and the three of them won't boo when he won the award. Now that he is the young master of the Pei family, and the Pei family is the richest of the rich, naturally he is not polite.

Coupled with the previous incidents, the three of them and Pei Ji now know each other well, and their relationship has improved to a higher level. The three of them can occasionally joke with him and make a scene.

Pei Ji also read the messages posted by the counselor in the group, and when he saw his name, the corners of his mouth lifted up indistinctly, and he said to the three people around him who were eagerly looking forward: "You can do it within 15 yuan in the cafeteria."

Cheng Weiyi and Lao Qiao said in unison: "It's too picky!"

Even if you eat in the cafeteria, you have to limit the amount.

The glasses came over to bargain: "Brother Pei, do you want to increase the price?"

15 yuan, add a chicken leg and it's gone.

After hearing what the glasses said, Pei Ji rarely showed a look of thinking, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes were full of seriousness: "Then twenty."

Yep, it's up five bucks.

The school cafeteria is very conscientious, and the meals are not expensive. Rice plus one meat and two vegetables costs only nine yuan, and fried noodles for seven yuan can fill you up.

Under normal circumstances, 20 yuan in the school cafeteria can not only fill you up, but also eat well.

"Twenty is twenty." Cheng Weiyi raised his hand: "Brother Pei, can I apply for another chicken leg?"

A braised chicken leg at the school costs six yuan, Pei Ji nodded:

"can."

Old Joe's eyes lit up:

"Then can I request a cup of pudding milk tea?"

Glasses quickly said that he also wanted to drink milk tea, and caramel flavor.

Pei Ji was in a good mood today and agreed to the request of the three of them to make progress.

At the same time, in another lecture hall, Miao Rong also saw the list of scholarship recipients published on the school's official website.

There were whispered discussions about scholarships among the students.

Pei Ji looks good, his grades are against the sky, and he is on the list every time. The school grass and the halo of the god of learning are naturally the center of discussion among the students.

Miao Rong hated Pei Ji so much that his teeth itch. He listened gloomyly to everyone praising Pei Ji for being so strong and winning the special prize.

Every time he heard a sentence, Miao Rong squeezed the phone harder.

Finally, his eyes flashed, Miao Rong looked at the mobile phone in front of him, and made a decision in his heart.

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"Didn't you have no class this morning? What does your counselor want you to do?"

In Yan's Group CEO's office, Yan Heng looked at his little boyfriend's face through the screen, with a accusatory tone in his tone.

"I don't know." Pei Ji received a message from the instructor early in the morning and was heading to school right now.

Peng Gaojun took a wedding leave a while ago, happy to support his family, returned half a month later with a red face, sitting in the driver's seat, looking serious and focused on driving, but quietly pricked up his ears, listening to the chat between Pei Ji and Yan Heng.

It's not that Peng Gaojun was gossiping about the young master's love life, but after Lin Xinrui's incident, he knew that the young master would avoid him when things happened, so he acted more cautiously.

Pei Ji didn't turn on the speaker, but he didn't wear earphones either, so Peng Gaojun heard Mr. Yan's drawling voice from the phone: "I can't meet in the morning, so you have to make it up to me at night."

Compensate well?

at night?

Peng Gaojun was refreshed, and felt that he had heard something he shouldn't have heard, so he sat upright unconsciously, trying to create an appearance that he hadn't heard anything.

Faced with Yan Heng's unscrupulous teasing, Pei Ji's expression remained unchanged, but he silently turned down the volume of the phone.

Pei Ji really didn't know what the instructor was calling to ask him for. He had already rejected the insurance research matter, and he also explained his plan.

It's just that when the director called, his tone was serious, which was different from usual. He only said that there was something to do, but he didn't reveal a word.

But Pei Ji knew what was going on before he got out of the car and walked to the instructor's office.

Cheng Weiyi called him anxiously just now, saying that he was hung up on the forum.

Pei Ji's school's forum is not for non-school students to speak, but posting and replying can be anonymous. This morning at around [-] o'clock, an anonymous user posted a post with the title

[The other side of Pei Xueba, who receives scholarships every year, is unknown to everyone].

Received a scholarship every year, his surname is Pei, and he is a top student. The title of this post is just short of typing Pei Ji's name.

As a popular figure in the school, Pei Ji has his own popularity. There are many posts about him in the forum, most of which are worshiping the god of learning and not failing the exams, so even though it is morning, many students are still attracted by this unusual title. .

I don't know what was said in the post. Cheng Weiyi on the other end of the phone was obviously very angry. While comforting Pei Ji, he scolded the person who posted the post. He could also hear the voices of Old Qiao and Glasses, saying that he wanted to find the forum administrator and put the person who posted the post behind his back. People find out.

Pei Ji never paid attention to the school forum, and heard Cheng Weiyi and the others chattering over there on the phone. You talked to each other, but I couldn't understand what happened. After Pei Ji hung up the phone, he boarded the school forum by himself.

When they went upstairs to the instructor's office, Pei Ji had already figured out the ins and outs of the matter, and it was not surprising to see the instructor's frowning after knocking on the door and entering.

Pei Ji and their instructor are still very young now, and when they saw Pei Ji coming in, they frowned and let him sit down.

"No need." Pei Ji shook his head lightly to indicate no need.

Facing Pei Ji's quiet eyes, the instructor sighed inwardly, and after a moment of consideration, he euphemistically pointed out the reason for coming to him this time: "Pei Ji, have you read the school forum?"

Pei Ji nodded: "I just watched it."

Seeing his calm appearance, the instructor was silent for two seconds, took out a stack of things from the drawer and showed it to Pei Ji: "Someone put this in the principal's opinion mailbox early this morning. Have you offended anyone recently?"

Pei Ji lowered his eyes, and saw a few photos and a letter of complaint.

Those few photos were exactly the same as those posted anonymously on the forum. They were photos of Pei Ji getting off and on in luxury cars such as Maybach, Porsche, and Mulsanne.

In addition, there are two photos of Pei Ji and Yan Heng standing together. The photos are obviously candid shots. Due to the angle, only half of Pei Ji's profile can be seen, and Yan Heng cannot be seen clearly.

Pei Ji roughly scanned the complaint letter, and the letter said that he had bad conduct, had problems with his life style, violated school motto and so on.

The words in the letter are much more euphemistic than those in the forum, but the meaning expressed inside and outside the words is exactly the same as in that post.

To sum it up, someone anonymously reported that Pei Ji was gay, and that he hooked up with rich people outside the school and conducted improper transactions.

The posts in the post were even more extreme. Relying on anonymity, someone bluntly said that Pei Ji was able to trade so many luxury cars because his family was too poor, so he sold his body to be a lover for a rich man.

Others said that he was adopted by others.

Everyone didn't believe it at first, but the person who posted the letter said convincingly that he saw Pei Ji flirting with a man outside the school and behaving intimately.

Coupled with the fact that the photos posted by the poster were not identified as P by the students of the Computer Academy, everyone’s attitude has changed a little bit.

That is not true, is it?

How else to explain those luxury cars?

After all, Pei Ji's family conditions are not good, and everyone knows that one person can do several part-time jobs to make money.

In front of Pei Ji's counselor for almost three years, the counselor thought he was quite clear about how Pei Ji was doing. When the department head called him, his first reaction was whether Pei Ji had offended someone recently.

He didn't believe that his students would mess around outside, let alone that this person was Pei Ji.

A top student with excellent character and learning, and a promising future, why bother to practice yourself.

Did you offend anyone?

Pei Ji thought for a while after hearing the words, and finally shook his head: "No."

The instructor glanced at the report letter, and then at him: "The letter said..."

He believed in Pei Ji, with that appearance, he seemed to believe him unconditionally as long as Pei Ji denied it.

He didn't finish the last half of the sentence, but Pei Ji understood what he meant, and said directly: "Fake."

The instructor was obviously relieved after hearing this, and his expression relaxed a lot. He pointed at the photos that were secretly taken: "Then, these photos are also fake."

"Now that the computer synthesis technology is so advanced, it looks like that. I said you definitely wouldn't do these things..."

"The photo is real." Before the counselor finished sighing, Pei Ji interrupted him suddenly.

The counselor's words stopped abruptly, and he looked at him with a dull expression: "Huh?"

"The photo is real? What do you mean?"

Pei Ji followed his gaze and glanced at Yan Heng in the photo, with no disturbance on his face, and his tone was calm: "The photo is not a composite, but the relationship between me and the person in the photo is not what it says in the letter."

The counselor didn't miss Pei Ji's obviously softened eyes when he looked at the photo.

He reacted for a few seconds before he vaguely understood what Pei Ji meant, his lips parted, and he looked at him in surprise, his tone was a little uncertain, and he asked a question that shouldn't be asked by an instructor: "Pei Ji...you Are you in love?"