The wealthy young master is a money fan

Yan Heng was out on errands, and he casually glanced out the car window on the way, and saw a slightly familiar figure standing by the side of the street, came over to have a look——

If not, who is the little dean who is a money fan?

Xiaocaifan is both the dean and farmer. Yan Heng thought he would be very busy, but he didn't expect that the other party had a 'part-time job'.

When Yan Heng came over, Pei Ji half-raised his eyelids to look at him, and then calmly withdrew his gaze.

The little dean's reaction was flat, Yan Heng was not surprised, and asked lazily:

"Little Dean, how did you sell these roses?"

Pei Ji's eyes moved, and he looked at him and said lightly: "Fifteen one."

"Little Dean." Yan Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, not buying it:

"But I just saw that you sell others ten yuan a piece, buy eight and get one free."

Yan Heng clearly knew Pei Ji's name, but he didn't call him, and he didn't call him Dean Pei like everyone else. Every time, he called Xiao Dean in a lazy and drawn out tone, very familiar.

The words "Little Dean" came out from between Yan Heng's teeth, matched with his slightly rising ending, it was inexplicably lingering.

Pei Ji, who was exposed on the spot, didn't show the slightest embarrassment on his face, but looked at Yan Heng with the look of 'you know and ask'.

Yan Heng was eight years older than Pei Ji. When he was in primary school, Pei Ji was not born yet.

Pei Ji has a thin body, one size smaller than Yan Heng, and his personality is more real, so when looking at him, Yan Heng always unconsciously puts himself into the role of an elder.

Yan Heng seriously felt that this kid who had a sullen face all day long and only had money in his heart was quite interesting, so he deliberately teased him with a procrastinating tone:

"As far as our relationship is concerned, it's not appropriate for you to charge others ten yuan and fifteen yuan to me, right? Little principal."

After hearing what he said, Pei Ji nodded seriously:

"It's inappropriate."

Yan Heng didn't expect Pei Ji to agree with his words, after all they only met twice including today.

Not too familiar.

Before Yan Heng could speak, Pei Ji said again:

"twenty."

The smile on Yan Heng's face froze: "Huh?"

When Pei Ji spoke, there was an inhuman coldness on his face: "You buy, 21."

Yan Heng: "..."

Well, the relationship between them has to increase in price.

Yan Heng was amused by Pei Ji, and asked him: "Do you think I'm a fool with a lot of money?"

Pei Ji looked at him again with the look of 'You know you still ask'.

Yan Heng, who had received the second baptism of Pei Ji's eyes in a short period of time, was not angry. Taking advantage of his height, he raised his hand and rubbed Pei Ji's head:

"Little friend, you can't kill yourself like this."

Yan Heng has a cat at home, and rubbing the cat's head has become a habit, so it was almost a subconscious action just now, and he didn't realize it until he put his hands on Pei Ji's head——

The little money fan is not his own, so how can he casually rua?

Although Xiaocaimi looks cold, his hair is surprisingly soft, not prickly at all, and feels pretty good to the touch.

Thinking of this in his heart, Yan Heng rubbed the hand on Pei Ji's head a few more times.

Yan Heng's movements were sudden, as soon as his hand touched Pei Ji's head, Pei Ji's body froze.

When Pei Ji came to his senses, Yan Heng's hair had already been ruffled.

In the next second, Pei Ji quickly took a big step to the side, escaped from Yan Heng's clutches, and looked at him with straightened lips and frowning.

With his palm empty, Yan Heng withdrew his hand that was in the air, and laughed:

"I don't eat people, don't you need such a big reaction?"

Glancing at Yan Heng, Pei Ji remained silent with a cold face.

Looking at the person who was obviously upset because of his actions, Yan Heng was afraid that he would really make people mad, so he smiled and said:

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have touched you."

Pei Ji carried the roses and walked forward.

Yan Heng followed: "21, I bought it."

Pei Ji continued to move forward.

Yan Heng: "Fifty."

Pei Ji kept walking.

Looking at his cold profile, Yan Heng thought that the little money fan had a temper and was quite difficult to coax.

Mr. Yan was rich and powerful, and continued to increase the price: "One hundred, I want everything you have here."

After hearing his words, Pei Ji paused, and put the bucket and roses in front of him:

"A total of three thousand and one, cash or scan code."

Yan Heng, who was almost stunned by the roses, said, "...scan the QR code."

In this way, Pei Ji bought a rose that cost 12 yuan, and Mr. Yan bought it for [-] yuan.

In a few words, Pei Ji made a net profit of more than 3000.

3000 yuan is not worth mentioning to Yan Zong, but the moment he paid, he suddenly had the illusion that he was stupid and rich.

"bucket."

When Yan Heng took his high-priced roses, he was reminded by Pei Ji that there was still a bucket.

Yan Heng looked down at the barrel of roses, dumbfounded:

"With more than 3000 roses, can't you give me a plastic bucket?"

Pei Ji's answer was concise and clear: "No."

Yan Heng took out the rose, gave a 'tsk' sound, and deliberately shook his head as a joke:

"You said you, looking at a pretty fair person, your heart is really dark."

Pei Ji took the money, took Yan Heng's exclamation as wind in his ears, turned around and left with the bucket in his hand, leaving a message for Heng to think on the spot with a rose in his arms—

What on earth am I doing here today?

When Pei Ji came over with flowers again, Yan Heng was nowhere to be seen.

After a pause, Pei Ji placed the flowers in the previous position, took out her phone and lowered her head to pass the time.

…………

Because the business is booming, Pei Ji asked the nursery owner to deliver the goods again. He was in a hurry, and the owner even increased the price, from a single four hairs to a piece, doubled.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, during the rush hour after get off work and school, more than half of Pei Ji's second batch of flowers were sold.

Cun Tou went to eat dinner nearby, and Pei Ji also ate his own dinner with an insulated box.

The heat preservation box prepared by Shu Pan is not cheap at first glance, and the heat preservation effect is super good. After half a day, the food inside is still hot, and Pei Ji doesn't even need to heat it.

"Hey, I think someone looks so familiar, isn't this our Xueba Pei?"

Before Pei Ji finished his meal, he heard a piercing voice coming from the front. He only heard that the tone of his words was so annoying that he didn't think about anything other than Miao Rong, who was haunted.

Pei Ji raised his eyes and saw that it was indeed Miao Rong.

But Miao Rong was not the only one. Apart from the two boys who helped him talk in the morning, there were several other people around him, both men and women, who seemed to be from their school.

There are a few people Pei Ji is familiar with, they should be from his class, but he doesn't care, he glanced at them and then looked away.

Miao Rong didn't expect that he was so lucky, but he just invited everyone out to sing a song, and he would meet Pei Ji on the way.

And it was Pei Ji who was selling flowers on the street and looked extremely down and out.

Glancing at the girl with fluttering hair beside her, the excitement in Miao Rong's eyes flashed——

God help me, today I finally let Che Qing see Pei Ji's true face.

Che Qing is the flower of the finance department that Miao Rong is chasing hard.

He has a heart for Xihua, but Xihua is blind, it's fine if he doesn't like him, he still likes Pei Ji.

Che Qing didn't like Miao Rong, who was slick and arrogant. Today, she was just pulled out by her roommate to accompany her, but she didn't expect to meet Pei Ji outside the school.

Che Qing was surprised but also a little nervous, and began to regret why she didn't tidy herself up when she went out.

If I knew it earlier, I would put on makeup and go out in the newly bought skirt.

It is said that when you go out sloppy, you will meet a male god. Che Qing believed it before, but she did not expect to be tricked today.

Being so close, Miao Rong could see all of Che Qing's unhidden expressions, including her slightly red ears and her shy eyes looking at Pei Ji.

Suppressing the anger and jealousy in his heart, Miao Rong looked at Pei Ji aggressively:

"Pei Ji, is your family already poor enough to set up a stall in the street?"

After Miao Rong finished speaking, several people around him, including Che Qing, frowned secretly, thinking that he was too mean and straightforward.

"Jingle Bell……"

At this moment, Pei Ji's cell phone rang. He took it over and saw that it was Peng Gaojun calling.

After the call was connected, Peng Gaojun's serious and nervous voice came from the opposite side:

"Young master, do you need me to deal with it?"

Peng Gaojun, who had been guarding not far away, saw a group of people surrounding Pei Ji, and instantly sounded the tenth alarm in his mind, tensed his nerves, opened the car door and got out of the car.

Pei Ji was already used to Peng Gaojun's highly nervous state, so he shook his head:

"No, just a classmate."

Hearing that Pei Ji said he knew each other, Peng Gaojun heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't go back to the car, but walked a little closer, paying close attention to the movements here, in case of emergencies.

After hanging up the phone, Pei Ji only felt that Miao Rong was always at the side making a fuss and was impatient:

"If you don't buy flowers, don't be in power."

In front of so many people, how could Miao Rong miss the opportunity to ridicule Pei Ji, immediately took out the wallet from his pocket, pretended to draw money from it, and laughed:

"Buy, why don't you buy it? Our street stall set up by Pei Xueba is a show with classmates, no matter how you say it, we have to support it, right?"

When Pei Ji looked over, Miao Rong loosened his fingers, and the red notes and wallet fell to the ground together.

The red note just fluttered down to Pei Ji's feet.

Miao Rong shrugged:

"Ah, sorry, I didn't hold it steady."

As he said this, Miao Rong didn't feel apologetic on his face, instead it was filled with a nasty and entertaining smile:

"University bully, please condescend and bend down to pick it up?"

After hearing Miao Rong's words, Pei Ji stared at his villainous face without saying a word.

Miao Rong felt inexplicably apprehensive when Pei Ji stared at him coldly. After taking a deep breath, he poked his neck and asked:

"Why, the college bully doesn't want to make money anymore?"

Pei Ji took a step towards Miao Rong, opened his mouth and was about to speak when he felt something touch his shoulder.

Pei Ji stepped aside reflexively, dodging the hands behind her.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Heng's unique and charming voice sounded behind him:

"I'm sorry to disturb you."

Pei Ji turned his head to look, and saw Yan Heng walking out from behind him without slowing down.

Looking down, there was a black card between Yan Heng's well-knit fingers.

Just now, Yan Heng's hand touched Pei Ji's shoulder through the black card.

Pei Ji looked at Yan Heng, wondering where he came from again.

Under everyone's gaze, Yan Heng took a few steps forward, and the corner of his lips twitched:

"I bought all his flowers."

Yan Heng had a gentle smile on his face, but his feet stepped on Miao Rong's wallet that fell on the ground without any mistakes.

The corners of Miao Rong's mouth twitched as he looked at the leather wallet he had spent thousands of dollars on.

However, Yan Heng was so angry that people would not pay for his life, he seemed to move his feet away, and looked down:

"Ah, I'm sorry, it turned out to be a wallet. It's so intrusive, I thought it was garbage coming out of nowhere."