This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 1071 Star Guide (21)

  Mr. Du doesn't want to offend Chuzheng, she has RN6 in her hand.

   Of course it's not just that. A person who can win RN6 with financial resources is naturally good not to offend.

   "What does Miss Chuzheng mean?"

   "Good to talk." After all, I am a good person and easy to talk.

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  On the lawn, a man in a suit and leather shoes, on all fours, his face flushed red, shouting "I'm a dog" as he crawled forward.

  The surrounding guests stopped to watch, and the discussion was unclear.

  Chuzheng means that if you don't mess with me, everything will be fine.

  You annoyed me, sorry, double is not enough.

   Not to mention that he provokes a good person card, it is even more impossible to let it go so easily.

   I haven't even scolded a good person card, why should I scold others!

That'smine!

The story of    Chuzheng's success for Jinglan spread quickly, and everyone's eyes on Jinglan changed somewhat.

   This upstart has amazing financial resources. Many people have checked her background, but they have no clues. They only know that she is very rich.

   The more you can't find it, the more people's brains will be opened, and they will not dare to offend easily.

  If Jinglan really joins her line, it's hard to say how it will develop in the future.

   "Can you let go of me?" Jing Lan gestured to the wrist being pulled by Chuzheng.

   Chuzheng not only didn't let go of him, but slid down, grabbed his hand directly, and clasped it.

  Jinglan: "..."

  Chuzheng looked at him: "Teacher, don't you thank me?"

  Jinglan's eyes fell elsewhere, and his tone was not very good: "I don't need your help, and I don't need your sympathy."

   He has his own pride.

   does not require sympathy from others.

   "You think too much." Chuzheng's tone was cold.

   Jinglan's azure blue eyes narrowed slightly, and the corner of his mouth asked with a bit of sarcasm, "Aren't you sympathetic to me?"

   When he was in trouble, there were some people who would help him.

   But all with a sympathetic purpose.

   After being rejected by him, he became angry and trampled him down by all means.

   Just like the man just now...

   Chuzheng asked calmly, "Why should I sympathize with you?"

   Jinglan frowned: "Then why are you helping me? What is your purpose?"

Purpose?

   What purpose can I have.

  I'm fine!

   "Because you are mine."

  “…”

  Jinglan was a little stunned, those blue eyes like the vast ocean were out of focus.

   This sentence, if someone else said it, would probably be a kind of humiliation and an offense to Jinglan.

   However, he felt a little strange at this time...

   seems like a long time ago, someone said it.

   However, he couldn't remember who said this to him.

   Jinglan regained his senses, and his fair face was stained with a bit of anger: "Who is yours? What nonsense are you talking about? Shameless!"

  Jinglan angrily broke off Chuzheng's hand and stepped back.

   Chuzheng suddenly stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, and rushed towards her uncontrollably.

   A robot exclaimed exaggeratedly from behind.

   Chuzheng's voice fell in his ear: "Be careful."

   It is clear and cold, like ice spring water in the mountains.

The breath of    was warm, like a feather swept across his ears, tickling and tickling.

  Jinglan was close to Chuzheng's body, the two were ambiguous and intimate, like lovers hugging each other tightly.

   Jinglan swiped out of the corner of his eye to see the robot leaving with the tray in hand. It wasn't her who pulled her just now, so she probably bumped into those things.

   He pushed Chuzheng away, glanced at her, and turned to leave, the back figure was a bit like running away.

   Chuzheng pinned a strand of hair behind his ear as if nothing had happened, and took a sip of wine from the side.

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"Local tycoon."

   Yin Ershao got out of nowhere and leaned beside Chuzheng.

  chu · local tyrant · zheng: "..."

  Although I am rich, can you stop calling me a local tyrant!

   "My name is Chuzheng."

   "Ah...I know." Yin Ershao didn't know why Chuzheng had to re-introduce himself, but his attention quickly shifted: "Local tyrant, did you give Jinglan a head start?"

   Local tyrant, local tyrant, local tyrant... local tyrant, your uncle! Who is soiled!

   "So what?" Chuzheng was not angry, and every word was fierce.

   Yin Er Shao said: "You should have seen about him on Xingwang, right? If you give him a head start, it will only make people think that you are a group, and you will have trouble in the future."

trouble?

   I have nothing in my body that is not troublesome.

   Chuzheng put his hands on the railing and looked at the crowd in the distance: "Why did you invite him? Are you not afraid of trouble?"

"I'm not the same." Master Wan said with a smile on his face: "I won't inherit the Yin family in the future, I can play with anyone, and I used to be brothers with Jinglan, if I abandon him at this time, wouldn't it be too early? Abandoned in chaos, this is not in line with my character."

  Is it used like this?

   What other characters do you have as a dude?

   Now the rich second generation are so good at playing?

   "Actually, you don't need to stand up for him at all, he won't suffer." Yin Ershao winked at Chuzheng: "It's fierce."

   Yin Er Shao dared to call Jinglan, and knew that he would not suffer.

   Chuzheng did not make a sound.

   "I heard that Jinglan is your teacher now?"

"Um."

   "What can he teach you, can he teach you to fight?" Yin Ershao was overjoyed.

   Chuzheng pondered: "...Drink a bar."

  Jinglan spends 24 hours a day, 1/3 sleeping and 2/3 drinking. The arrangement is clear.

  “…”

   Yin Ershao obviously knew Jinglan very well.

   Yin Ershao and Chuzheng chatted a little, but Chuzheng loved to ignore it, but he still answered occasionally.

   If it weren't for Yin Ershao's many topics, he would probably have died of chatting this day.

   "What are you doing in the academy?" Yin Ershao suddenly asked curiously, "Then what's good for breaking the academy? You're not short of money, do you still want to have a good future?"

   Yin Ershao, who just wanted to eat, drink, and have fun, didn't want to study at all.

   "Fuck him."

"what?"

The word   chuzheng was a little vague, but Yin Ershao didn't quite understand it.

   for what?

   Yin Ershao obviously didn't care about the answer, and his topic changed instantly: "By the way, there will be a mecha exhibition after a while, do you want to go to see it?"

   "Don't go."

   "Why don't you go?" Yin Ershao said: "Isn't your school about to have a mecha competition? You won't participate?"

   Chuzheng was expressionless: "Do you think I have mental power?"

   "Don't you have it?"

   Yin Ershao's natural expression made Chuzheng wonder if she had hidden spiritual power, and she didn't even know.

   "That's not the point, anyway, it's just to see it. It's hard to come across such a mecha exhibition, and you won't lose anything if you go to see it." Yin Ershao waved his hand: "I'll find you, local tyrant."

   Chuzheng: "..."

   I promise you? !

  You are going to find me!

  【Main quest: Please buy a mecha at the mecha exhibition. 】

  The king's number is clearly arranged for Chuzheng.

   Chuzheng: "..."

  I...day!

   (end of this chapter)