Chapter 151: Sultry (I)
Shi Han would always be made to laugh by this old boy. She said seriously, "I think the second school is not good. I want to go to the capital to study."
"...No, I say no." Shi Zheng was also anxious. He wished he could put the evidence directly into Shi Han's mind.
Shi Han said seriously: "Don't worry about it, I will figure it out myself."
"You figure it out yourself, my God!" Shi Zheng stroked his forehead, feeling confused. "What can you do as a young girl? Even if you can go there to take classes, can your student status be used there? Without a student status, isn't it useless?"
Shi Han felt that Shi Zheng’s performance was a bit redundant. He was like a fool and couldn’t understand what she said.
She even thought that Bai Wanjun was so stupid and the current politics were so silly.
If she had grown up with the two of them, she would probably not be much smarter than Shi Yin.
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When it was almost two o'clock, Lu Yan called Zhang Yu into the office.
"What are you having for lunch?"
"Huh?" Zhang Yu raised his head in surprise.
Lu Yan was not particular about food. He would eat whatever was sent to him at noon.
Why are you asking this now?
He asked in a roundabout way: "What would Mr. Lu like to eat?"
Lu Yan paused, reached into his suit pocket, and took out three hundred yuan in cash.
Cash is rarely used at this age. Lu Yan has slender fingers. When he looked down at the cash, he thought it was a model found from somewhere, the kind that speaks specifically for cash.
Lu Yan lowered his eyes and stared at his cash, then took out a hundred and gave it to Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu took it with a confused look on his face, holding the RMB 100 note between his fingers.
"Don't drop it!" Lu Yan frowned.
Zhang Yu was awakened by this and immediately held the 100 yuan in both hands. He hesitated and asked, "Are you going to use this to buy lunch?"
"She gave it to me." Lu Yan said calmly, turning his head to continue looking at the computer on the table.
But what he said made Zhang Yu understand instantly.
So, Sister Shi Han really supports Mr. Lu from their family.
To be honest, according to Mr. Lu's disguised identity, 300 yuan for a lunch was definitely reasonable.
I just don't know if the 300 yuan includes dinner money.
Zhang Yu was quite curious about what their CEO Lu was like when he was being kept by someone, but he had the desire but not the courage, so he went out to buy food himself.
After returning, he brought four dishes and a soup into Mr. Lu's office.
There is a cubicle in Lu Yan's office, which is specially used for eating.
Seeing Zhang Yu coming in, two people walked in.
Zhang Yu arranged the four dishes and a soup, and he was trembling with fear in his heart.
In the past, Lu Yan ate nutritious meals delivered by the Lu family every day. All the ingredients were very expensive. Even the nutritionist at home earned more than him per month.
A wealthy man with countless assets had a lunch that cost more than 100 yuan today. What if something goes wrong?
Zhang Yu felt like a knife was hanging over his head.
He was feeling depressed, but when he stood up, he saw Lu Yan reaching out his hand to him.
"What?"
"The remaining money?"
"..." He was about to say no, but he saw the boss's face turn cold, so he changed his words immediately, "It's in my pocket."
Luckily, he also wanted to go out for dinner today, and on a whim he wanted to pay for his meal with cash, so this was the perfect place to store his change.
He took out three and handed them to Lu Yan.
"It'll cost you seventeen dollars." Lu Yan looked at the three dollars in his hand.
"Yeah." Zhang Yu smiled.
He felt very sad because he actually spent more than one hundred yuan and he even paid two yuan in advance.
Now I give Mr. Lu three, which means he loses five.
Lu Yan folded up the three yuan bill and put it in the pocket of his suit, and asked, "Why is it so expensive?"
"..." Zhang Yu glanced at the food on the table.
Stir-fried lamb, Kung Pao chicken, spicy and sour fish, and dry-mixed beef.
There was also a pearl corn soup.
Is this still expensive?
"Then how much should be appropriate next time?" Zhang Yu asked with gritted teeth.
"No more than 굛 yuan."
"..." How can someone who is being kept by someone be reluctant to spend money?
Zhang Yu's expression was as if he had been struck by lightning.
He felt like a misunderstood housewife.
The husband gave her 100 yuan, and she bought vegetables, clothes, and toys for the children. When she was asked about the difference a week later, she still needed 99 yuan left.
(End of chapter)
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