Just as he was about to continue the contract, Wen Zhixing suddenly remembered the chat, and then he opened the chat box and saw the message sent by the fan club.

"Where exactly is the mole on Wen Ruanruan's hand?"

Because one minute had passed, the other party sent another message, "The answering time has exceeded. Sorry, you are no longer eligible to participate."

After watching for about half a second, Wen Zhixing realized that he had been disqualified by Wen Runruan's fan club.

Looking at the computer, Wen Zhixing became interested. He wanted to see how rich this fan club was. "I just had to deal with work. Is there really no chance?"

"Yes, sorry!"

It looked interesting. Wen Zhixing tapped his finger on the table and replied with a smile: "I'm very rich!"

After reading the words on the other side, Zhou Ziheng felt speechless, but he was afraid that it was true, so he showed the record to Chen Hui.

Chen Hui, who had just finished a call, also came back. He took the phone and looked at it: "Let me ask, you go take a break. By the way, the popularity is still here, you can contact Jin Shang Tian Hua to ask for some pictures."

After that, he started chatting with the person on the other end, probably showing some interest in what he was saying: "Rich? But I have money too, so, what can you do?"

"I can make money." Wen Zhixing looked at the message on the other side and sent a message, looking extremely crazy.

"How much can you earn?" After seeing the other party's words, Chen Hui had no intention of continuing the conversation, so he replied perfunctorily.

Who knew that this sentence would directly blow out the opponent's black card. Chen Hui stood up suddenly, "Oh my god!"

He kicked Zhou Ziheng and told him to stand up and look. The kick was not very powerful. Zhou Ziheng stood up and looked, then exclaimed like Chen Hui.

Hearing that both of them were suddenly saying "damn it", Huang Jin, who was trying to connect with Jin, also leaned over to take a look: "What... Damn it!"

The three of them looked at each other for a long time, not knowing how long it had been. Huang Jin finally found his voice and said, "It's fake, right?"

In fact, Huang Jin himself was not firm in what he said because he knew that for such a black card, one could only search for official photos on Baidu. If he wanted to take photos of the card alone with the background, he would not be able to find any.

As long as it is true, the richer a person is, the less likely they are to show off outside. Fortunately, Chen Hui came to his senses and asked, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that it took a long time for the other party to reply, Wen Zhixing knew that they had recognized that the card was real.

“Provide financial services.”

"What does this mean?" Zhou Ziheng stared at the message for a while, "We don't have any funding problems, right?"

The three of them were from wealthy families, and they were all studying in the preparatory courses at North City University, and they would go abroad in the future. Naturally, they would not worry about their own problems at all, but Chen Hui looked at them.

"Okay, let's join the group." Chen Hui replied and sent out the Weibo of the WeChat group.

After a while, everyone saw that another person had joined the WeChat group, and the first thing Wen Zhixing did when he joined the group was to send a red envelope of one thousand yuan each.

Because besides Wen Zhixing, there were ten other people in the group, and after sending out the red envelopes, Wen Zhixing said in the group: "Spend your pocket money."

These words were said so lightly that everyone in the group was surprised. Xu Xie looked at the group message and then chatted with Chen Hui privately.

"Oh my god, Huizi, where did you find this rich woman?"

"I don't know if it's a man or a woman, just ask them yourself. But as for how I found it, I can only say that I found it myself."

Hearing Chen Hui say that he didn't ask any questions, Xu Xie was even more confused: "You didn't ask any questions?"

"I didn't ask, but this person should be older than us. Most importantly, he has a black card and is willing to spend money on Wen Ruanruan. You don't know that he also booked several Ruanruan movie screenings." Chen Hui naturally would not refuse such a generous way of paying money.

After amusing these children, Wen Zhixing kept silent and kept quiet. On the other side, Chen Hui, after dealing with Xu Xie, still had to answer Wang Jin's questions.

"Oh my god, how did you do that? He's a rich man!" Wang Jin expressed his surprise at the message he just received.

Although the red envelope was not big, Wang Jin felt magical because he sent it without hesitation and his expression of not caring at all was like an appetizer.

Chen Hui explained again: "He came to me on his own. I don't know. He's very rich, but he only spends money on activities."

These words made Wang Jin understand that this was a big shot who wanted to spend money on Wen Runruan. He originally thought that Chen Hui, Zhou Ziheng and Xu Xie's families were rich enough, but he didn't expect that there were even richer fans.

Wang Jin looked at the snacks she had bought with the red envelope she had snatched and smiled. For some reason, she always had the feeling that she would have a good life in the future.

Maybe it was because there were so many hot searches this time, and she didn’t have many scenes to begin with, so Wen Runruan quickly left the show and looked at her phone.

Perhaps having seen the trending search, Wen Ruanruan curiously asked Wen Heng, "Do I even have a fan club?"

When asked by Wen Ruanruan, Wen Heng naturally gave a weak answer: "Yeah, and I'm rich."

This statement was of course true. After all, Wen Ruanruan had never seen a fan club that rich...

1 million, it seemed like a joke, but Weibo officially certified it.

"You said, could it be this fan who sent me lunch yesterday?" Wen Ruanruan thought for a moment, then rejected herself, "How could it be such a coincidence!"

Wen Heng looked at Wen Runruan talking to himself, without saying anything, but there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Because he really cared about the one million, which was really a lot of money. Although Wen Runruan might spend it this way, when he thought that so many people were spending this money for him, Wen Runruan felt a little pressured for a while.

"Wen Heng, can I contact this forum owner?" Wen Runruan didn't know whether it would be a good idea to contact him privately, so she asked Wen Heng uncertainly.

Perhaps because Wen Runruan was staring at him, Wen Heng suddenly remembered the same words he had heard before, but this time it was different from the past. Wen Heng restrained his gaze.

"I don't know. You'd better ask Mu Jin!" He didn't look at Wen Runruan when he spoke. He lowered his head and his bangs blocked his eyes, so his eyes could not be seen.

Wen Ruanruan was very worried about this matter involving her fans, so she immediately called Mu Jin.

The other party should have known about this matter a long time ago. In the end, Mu Jin suggested that it would be much better if she was the one to communicate, so Wen Ruan nodded and felt relieved.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Jin also looked at the fan club’s Weibo and rubbed her eyebrows. Mu Jin sent a message to the other party.

"Hello, I'm Wen Ruanruan's agent. I'm contacting you to inquire about your lottery. Is it convenient for me to contact you? I'll await your reply."

Mu Jin naturally knew what Wen Runruan was worried about, but she thought about more, so she was more worried than Wen Runruan.