Watching the taillights of the Cayenne gradually disappear into the distance, Chen Siqi's eyes flickered, her expression shifting between light and shadow.
Just consider this car something I rented to show off.
Although Chen Siqi wasn't beaten today, Chen Feng's words felt like a slap in the face, making her cheeks sting!
Because her Porsche Macan was rented.
Chen Liqiang only received 3 million yuan in investment. He needed to use the money to revitalize the cash flow of Liqiang Supermarket and to compensate the girl who got pregnant by Chen Haoran. How could he possibly come up with 550,000 yuan for Chen Siqi to buy a car?
The thought of driving a rented entry-level Porsche and showing off in front of Chen Feng, who owns a million-dollar Cayenne...
Chen Siqi felt a suffocating sensation wash over her, making it hard to breathe!
"Second...Second Sister..."
It wasn't until Chen Haoran spoke again that Chen Siqi's thoughts returned to reality.
"I...I'm in pain...my whole body aches..."
Chen Siqi wiped away her tears, "Second sister will take you to the hospital right away."
...
On the other hand, after dropping the young heiress off at the girls' dormitory, Chen Feng headed straight for the entrepreneurship center.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Tan Bihui sitting at her workstation, constantly tapping on her phone.
"Senior, are you chatting with your brother-in-law?"
Chen Feng took the initiative to greet him.
Tan Bihui hummed in response without even looking up.
Chen Feng clicked his tongue, thinking to himself, "Go ahead and chat. If one day you and that guy walk down the aisle, within three years you'll become best buddies sleeping next to each other. By then, you'll hate each other and have nothing to say to each other."
With that thought in mind, Chen Feng walked up to the second floor.
But before he could take two steps, Tan Bihui got up and caught up with him.
"Junior Chen Feng, wait a minute."
"Is there something you need, senior?"
Tan Bihui looked towards the door and asked, "Where is Li Wanwan?"
"She's in her dorm."
"I was in the dorm, didn't I stick to you?"
Tan Bihui frowned. "That's not right! You two are still in the honeymoon phase, shouldn't you want to be inseparable from each other?"
Chen Feng gave Tan Bihui a deep look, then turned and walked away.
Could it be that Tan Bihui has lost her mind from being in love?
He and the rich girl were clearly friends, but it was actually the honeymoon phase of their relationship!
"Hey! Chen Feng, why are you running?"
"Life is already dull; how can you feel the wind if you don't run?"
"???"
Tan Bihui was stunned. What nonsense was Chen Feng talking about?
"Wait a minute!"
After a brief moment of distraction, Tan Bihui stepped in front of Chen Feng, saying, "You haven't answered my question yet."
"Senior, why don't you stop spending all your time on your phone chatting with your boyfriend and come work part-time at Douyin?"
Seeing that Tan Bihui was determined to keep going, Chen Feng, feeling compassionate, decided to save this "love-struck" woman, saying, "Compared to the ephemeral nature of love, money provides a greater sense of security."
"Oh dear, I haven't even tried to advise you yet, and you're already trying to advise me?"
Tan Bihui chuckled and said, "If I were you, I would shut down the website and go back to a normal life. Why start a business at such a young age? Wouldn't it be better to have a sweet romance instead?"
Forget it.
Chen Feng waved his hand, "Only ugly people date, we beautiful people sell air conditioners."
"What's the meaning?"
Tan Bihui blinked her big, innocent eyes, completely unaware that Chen Feng was implying she was ugly.
"Uh...hehe."
Chen Feng chuckled dryly twice.
He was certain that Tan Bihui had truly lost her mind in love.
Moreover, Tan Bihui is in a "late stage of being love-struck," completely beyond saving.
"Senior, what's the matter that you stopped me from doing this?"
Chen Feng quickly changed the subject.
"Look at my memory, I almost forgot the important thing."
Tan Bihui suddenly slapped her forehead. "I'm going to the business department with Teacher Hu later. Teacher Hu asked me to ask you if there's any equipment that needs to be applied for."
"If we have any, we'll buy them on our way."
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng's eyes lit up instantly.
"Of course! I need ten computers, three printers, a projector, and preferably an air conditioner for our 209 room. Oh, and some folders too."
Tan Bihui's scalp tingled. "Chen Feng, can't you be a human being? I asked you to specify your equipment needs, not to treat me like a wishing well turtle! Computers, printers, projectors... Why don't you just say that room 209 isn't big enough and ask me to allocate the entire second floor to you as an office?"
Chen Feng rubbed his hands together, looking slightly shy, and said, "Can I really use the whole floor? Then please help me with the paperwork, senior. Thank you so much."
Tan Bihui glared at Chen Feng fiercely, then turned and left.
Unfortunately, just as she had harassed Chen Feng before, Chen Feng clearly didn't want to let her go easily.
"Hey, senior, why are you running?"
"Life is too dull; only by running can you feel the wind."
"Forehead……"
Chen Feng awkwardly rubbed his nose. "Senior, can we discuss this again? Is it really true that the Entrepreneurship Center can't provide any of the equipment I mentioned earlier?"
"Tonight I'll send the folder and the business license for the improved Tangxuemi City to 209. As for the rest, you should just go to sleep. You can have anything in your dreams."
Tan Bihui said something without turning her head, then quickened her pace and returned to her workstation.
Chen Feng's words were so infuriating; they made her heart tremble the moment he opened his mouth.
She was afraid that if she looked at Chen Feng a few more times, she wouldn't be able to suppress the urge to beat him up.
"I asked for office equipment, but all I got were office supplies like folders. It's like asking Pan Changjiang to defend Yao Ming or asking Hawking to race against Bolt—there's a huge disparity..."
Chen Feng grumbled to himself as he arrived at 209.
After wandering around 209 for an hour, Chen Feng discovered an awkward problem.
That is, Douyin is now on the right track, the campus beauty pageant is proceeding in an orderly manner, all employees are doing their jobs and are extremely busy, only he, the boss, is doing nothing.
Feeling bored, Chen Feng checked his class schedule.
"There's an elective class in fifteen minutes. The rich girl didn't choose this class, so it's a bit boring... Oh well, I'm just killing time anyway, I might as well go wander around the classroom. If I don't show up soon, everyone might forget that there's such a handsome guy like me in the finance department."
To my shame, Chen Feng, a student, has not been in class for quite some time.
Other students skipped classes by the period, but he skipped them by the week.
Even he himself couldn't remember how long ago it was when he last sat in a classroom listening to "heavenly books".
However, Chen Feng did not feel guilty, nor did he think there was anything wrong with neglecting his studies in order to make money.
People can't teach each other;
Practice teaches, and you'll learn it in one go.
Society is the best school; what new things can happen in a classroom that never changes?
However, the moment Chen Feng entered the classroom, he saw a strange sight.
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