Zhou Zhou said, "Ah, you have forgotten what my father does. He is a developer. Although he is just a small developer who builds a few buildings, he can still do it by leaving a room on the first floor for you."

“I can’t afford a new house.”

"The Fifth Ring Road, I can't even afford this. Do you want to go to the Seventh Ring Road?"

The original text said: "Okay, give me the address."

Yuan Wense called Yuan's mother: "Mom, I'm not going back. I'm having dinner with my classmates and will go back later."

Yuan's mother said: "Well, if it gets dark, be careful when taking a taxi and send me a message before getting in the car and getting off."

The original text said: "Okay." The mood is warm. A mother's child is like a treasure. No matter how small it is, her mother will remember it.

Yuan Wense got off the car and met a little girl not far from the hotel door, holding some roses and green palm leaves in her hand, "Sister, do you sell flowers?"

Yuan Wense shook his head and avoided it.

"Buy one, I don't have any money to pay the tuition." The little girl looked like she was ** years old.

"How much does one flower cost?" Yuan Wense asked.

"10 flowers each. It doesn't matter if you don't have change, WeChat, Alipay, QQ wallet will do."

Yuan Wense took one, put down ten yuan and left.

"Sister, just buy one." The little girl was very disappointed. She ran in a small step, blocking Yuan Wense from letting her go, with a look of anticipation on her little face.

Several people came up from behind, and they happened to be three of Yuan Wense's female classmates: "Yuan Wense, who are you buying flowers for?"

"Give it to Zhouzhou, who else can I give it to?"

"Only bought one?"

The original text smiled and said, "I'm a poor man, why don't you round up this little girl's flowers." It's okay to help the child casually when she's in a good mood, but she doesn't have the financial strength to do it all, and she doesn't have the idea.

Of course, a few people are not happy. Although the money does not cost a few hundred yuan, it is difficult to live in the imperial capital. Who has the spare money to do such a good deed? Who doesn't know that these little girls are involved with criminal gangs, and this money is not enough.

I don’t know who got the advantage.

"Original Wense, you really know how to joke. This outfit of yours costs at least several thousand yuan. How can you not save these hundreds of yuan." The speaker is Zhang Hualou, the class beauty of the high school, with an oval face, a bile nose, and the appearance of a beauty in ancient costume.

Her smile was gentle and graceful.

Yuan Wen was not angry and did not take it seriously. Instead, he smiled and said to another female classmate: "When I was in high school, I knew that Zhang Coral was a rich second generation. As expected, his tone was different from ours."

Another female classmate immediately laughed and said: "That's right, who can be as beautiful as Zhang Damei, beautiful, smart, and rich! There is a long line of men chasing her, which we can't even imagine."

Another female classmate was also a little naughty: "Hey, I saw Li Si's car, they are all here."

This statement seems to have nothing to do with the current matter, but in fact...men are willing to spend money when beautiful women are present. In the same way, women are willing to spend money when handsome men are present.

Yuan Wense curled her lips, there are all smart people in this world.

Zhang Coral has an elegant temperament, bends slightly, smiles, and asks the girl selling flowers, "How many flowers are there left? Give them to my sister. Go back to school and go to school. How much does it cost?"

The original text said: "One flower is fifty-two yuan, you count it. The little girl is not good at math, so the elder sister comes to help count. One flower, two flowers...forty-six flowers, a total of two thousand three hundred and ninety-two yuan, and

How much did these leaves cost? Seeing that Sister Zhang is so destined and kind, I decided to be my friend. A total of two thousand five thousand. Thank you for your patronage."
Chapter completed!