Food delivery boy.
Lin Zizhen pursed his lips, his eyes dark. His right hand tightly gripped the phone, his knuckles pale from the force applied.
It was as if a bunch of flying knives flew out from his eyes and enveloped Gu An, as if he wanted to pierce ten thousand holes in his body before he would stop.
The three of them went downstairs.
Boss: "Student Gu An, Student Yan Feifei, you have each set a new track record and will automatically become track champions."
"According to the rules set by this guild, the student who becomes the new champion will receive half of the registration fee of the subsequent challenger. As long as your record is not broken, this money will remain."
The registration fee for a normal track challenge is 50,000 yuan per time, and 100,000 yuan per time for BT.
Most rich second-generations look down on this little money. Gu An was quite happy and surprised. It is undeniable that this is also part of the honor.
"Whether it's a big deal or a small one, as long as I can earn it without doing anything, that's great. We ordinary people are so happy today!"
"Anzi, we share happiness and hardship. Shouldn't you give me half?" Wang Teng put his arms around his neck, and the two of them smiled obscenely with their arms around each other's shoulders.
"I earned the money with my own ability, why should I give you half of it? It would be fine if you could just take one more cent." Gu An refused to do so, as this was his spoils of war.
Whenever the fake young master is unhappy, he is happy.
"If you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me. Don't curse me. Then you can treat me later."
"You can have a party after the New Year. You can choose the place."
"I heard that Zhihao Bath Club has a nice environment. I haven't been there yet, so why not go there?"
Yan Feifei rolled her eyes: "...Go back."
Wang Teng slapped his thigh and glanced at him guiltily.
Oh no!
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