"Okay, but Yancheng is so big, who knows if you can meet him next time."
"Well, this is easy. As long as Young Master Ye takes a fancy to someone, he only has two or three places he frequents, so he'll definitely run into her."
"Too."
The moonlight is beautiful tonight. The moonlight shines on the ground, as if it were covered with a layer of white frost.
After Tu Qingyu came out, he did not ask anyone to pick him up immediately, but walked in the moonlight by himself.
This bar is a bit remote. After walking a few steps, I saw well-dressed men surrounding a young boy.
The boy was obviously a little drunk, his eyes were blurry, and he wanted to leave, but someone blocked his way.
"Why are you leaving so quickly? Huh?"
"That's right, stay and drink some more."
"Let's go back and drink some more."
His wrist was pinched and he wanted to resist but couldn't.
When Tu Qingyu saw this scene, he instantly remembered a very popular sentence on the Internet.
'A gambling father, a sick mother, a sister who goes to school, and a broken man!'
Dabao: "Master, it's him. He is a computer genius. After you died in your previous life, he found out the truth about the accident of the original owner's parents, as well as yours and your sister's, and revealed Xichuan's true face.
Later, Xi Chuan was bankrupted by Ye Xingyuan and sent to prison."
Tu Qingyu: "Why would he help the original owner?"
There doesn't seem to be such a person in the original owner's memory?
Dabao: "His mother's surgery costs a lot of money. In fact, if you don't stick to the bottom line, it's easy to get the money online. Unfortunately, his mother told him not to commit crimes, so he obeyed. After a lot of effort, he scraped together the money for the operation fee, but in the end he was one step too late.
Moreover, his experience was a bit tragic.
After his mother passed away, his childhood sweetheart from a neighbor's house, with whom he had depended since childhood, was also persecuted.
From then on, he was freed from the seal.
He began to expose the evil deeds of those people on the Internet. Wherever there was injustice, he would be there.
But later, he became severely depressed, and the original owner's family business was his last job, and he committed suicide after completing it.
While they were talking, the boy was about to be dragged in by them.
Tu Qingyu rushed over, "What are you doing!"
Everyone stopped to look at her, "Hey, where did this little girl come from? Get out of the way! You can't just join in on every event."
"Let's go." Another one also teased: "Or do you want to come too? But we don't like it."
"Let him go!" Tu Qingyu held up his phone, his eyes determined, but his fingertips trembled slightly. "I've called the police, they'll be here soon!"
"You said you called the police, so you called the police? That's funny..."
What a coincidence, the sound of sirens was heard at that moment.
They are not afraid of being caught, or rather, even if they are caught, it won't be a big deal.
But who would like to go to the police station for no reason?
Moreover, they have criminal records.
"Alright! You're so cruel! I'll remember you!"
They let go of the boy and turned away.
The boy leaned against the lamppost, breathing heavily.
Tu Qingyu walked over and asked, "Are you okay?"
A computer genius, not bad, maybe he can open a studio in the future and make software or something.
The boy saw her coming and stood up straight, "I'm fine, thank you."
"I don't know your name, I..." He wanted to say that he would thank her for saving him when he had time.
But think about it, he has no good gift to offer as a thank you.
Even if it's as simple as treating someone to a meal.
"I see you're still young. How come you're here? Who are they?"
"Part-time job." He pursed his lips and only said these two words.
He just turned eighteen and is indeed working part-time.
I also heard that the commission in the bar is high.
The people he met today had been staring at him for a long time.
Today I specifically called him into the box, then put stacks of money on the table and told him that one glass of wine would cost ten thousand yuan.
He has a good alcohol tolerance and drank ten glasses.
In fact, he could have continued drinking, but when he drank the seventh cup, those people had already started to make moves on him.
Seeing that things were not going well, the foreman came over and told him that his part-time job for the day was up and asked him to leave work immediately.
When he left, he stuffed the 100,000 yuan he had drunk into his schoolbag.
But he didn't expect that those people would follow him out.
Tu Qingyu looked at his stubborn and somewhat embarrassed expression and said with a smile, "Do you have a cell phone?"
Meng Jing was slightly stunned, then quickly took out a one-button cell phone for the elderly from the compartment of his schoolbag.
As she entered her number, she asked, "You don't look very old, are you a senior in high school?"
"Um."
"You must have encountered some difficulties, which is why you come here to work part-time at such a critical time." After entering the information, she handed the phone back.
"Here's my phone number. If you have any difficulties, you can contact me. My last name is Tu, from the Tu family of Yancheng. I wonder if you've heard of me."
Meng Jing nodded blankly, "I've heard of it."
"Then you should go home quickly."
Meng Jing bowed deeply to her and said, "Thank you."
He couldn't go home yet. He had to wash the smell of alcohol off his body and then go to the hospital to take care of his mother.
When Ye Xingyuan came out, he saw the girl reaching out to help a bent-over boy. After the two talked for a while, the boy left.
He wanted to go over and ask, but a car stopped in front of the girl.
It was a little far away, so he couldn't see the license plate clearly, but he could tell from the car model that it was not an ordinary car.
I couldn't help but wonder about Tu Qingyu's identity.
The last name is Tu. Apart from the family of his fiancée whom he has never met, is there anyone else in Yancheng with the last name Tu?
Or a branch of the Tu family?
When he came to his senses, the car had already left his sight.
The next morning, he appeared in Tu Qingyu's professional class wearing a casual sweatshirt.
At that time, Tu Qingyu was sitting there concentrating on looking at his computer screen, and didn't notice that there was another person next to him.
Until Ye Xingyuan said, "Classmate, can I borrow a pen?"
She then turned her head, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and the surprise in her eyes was obvious.
"Mr. Ye, why are you..."
Not to mention, the guy was wearing a light-colored sweatshirt and had his hair parted, which really made him look quite youthful.
If no one told him, who would know that he was already thirty years old?
Ye Xingyuan tilted his head and smiled, "Didn't I tell you? I also graduated from Q University. Come to think of it, I'm your senior."
"No." These two words sounded somewhat depressing.
Isn’t it said that Ye Xingyuan is now starting his own business and running a well-organized company, and is a rare business genius?
How come you are so free now?
Ye Xingyuan: "That's my fault for not telling you in time."
As soon as he finished speaking, the teacher on the stage said, "Student, please answer this question."
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