[Don’t worry about the previous article. If you don’t change, you will die. If you change, you will have to echo it. I can’t cry.

"Wang'er, are you very stern about He Meng?"

"Uh-huh."

"Actually, I am so excited that I bumped into the slutty deer, right?"

"without."

"But I advise you not to think too much, you can't handle He Meng's... Even if it happens by chance, He Meng's parents are all cruel, understand?"

"oh oh."

Gu Jiashu pulled Wang Yan and said, while Wang Yan was always in a state of loss of consciousness, and a question echoed in his mind.

How could it be her?!

Strictly speaking, the help she provided was not very great when she sold melons.

If you can't sell melons, Wang Yan will still be a tycoon, and will still have endless money and endless blessings.

As for the [habit cultivation device], if you have a week, you will definitely get it whether you steal or borrow it.

That help does not seem to have a decisive meaning, and it is not even as much as the impact of crab claws on Wang Yan.

But the accounts cannot be settled like this.

Whether it is fraudulent or selling watermelons, what is important is not money, but the kind of exercise.

It was an upgrade ceremony that promoted the growth and evolution of the little man Wang.

If you work hard but fail, the blow will be huge.

Maybe Wang Yan will completely give up self-realization, work hard and struggle, and then live by breathing his salary.

From this perspective, she is Wang Yan's noble person. Together with the security captain, she brought Wang Yan a huge positive energy and a helpful sunny mentality.

If you owe others a favor, you have to pay it back.

But she is not short of money, so it's so upset to think about it.

Moreover, her silent help also made Wang Yan feel the other side hidden under her arrogant appearance.

A little soft and kind...

Even though I realized today that I no longer love her, and even had some opinions, she did not come up with that matter to find a place...

Madan, who are you proud of?!

It’s really a pity that you rich daughters who pretend to be unhappy!

Can't you learn Ye Ziwen?

If you dare to love, you will love it. If you want to, how great it is!

Wang Yan hasn't been so upset for a long time, proving that he is still just a boy under 20 years old.

However, Brother Fugui is not an ordinary boy after all. He struggled for half a minute and resolutely threw it behind his head - what's the matter, let's talk about it if you meet it!

After getting upstairs and getting along with everyone, Wang Yan was as usual.

"Wang'er, come on, come on, let's make golden flowers!"

"Okay, how much do you play?"

"The bottom is 5 yuan, the top is 50 yuan, don't think it's small!"

Huh?

At the bottom of 5 yuan, for about 10 people, you have to take out at least hundreds of dollars for a card to follow until the end. It is not necessarily enough to lose 5,000 yuan.

Of course, it is nothing to Brother Fugui. He fell one by one and was too lazy to pick it up.

But others are different.

Everyone is just freshmen, and it is very uncomfortable for middle-class families to lose 5,000, not to mention the extreme poverty of Zhang Yin and others.

Wang Yan looked around and found that there were really a few sculpts with vain on their faces, and they were embarrassed to disappoint them.

So he shook his head decisively and advised gently: "It's all classmates, why are you doing such a big deal? It's good to be entertained by one piece or two pieces..."

Several students were overjoyed and were about to agree, but Gu Jiashu spoke in front.

"That's so boring! I'm taking care of my classmates now. When did I have any cash worth less than 100 yuan on my body? I really can't play with no small amount!"

Gu Jiashu spent at least 30,000 to 50,000 yuan to treat him to dinner and booking, and it was difficult for everyone to refute him. In addition, with the support of a few students with good conditions, this was the only way to go in the end.

"Okay, entertainment is the main thing, don't hurt the harmony."

Wang Yan nodded and sat in front of the big coffee table indifferently.

There is nothing to mention in the next process. Even if the bottom line is increased by two thousand times, it is not worth Wang Yan’s seriousness.

In fact, it's just a chat with a companion.

Wang Yan has good luck in the card, but not only does he not win, but he becomes the biggest loser on the field.

Depending on who loses more, you will take the initiative to give it.

No one was stupid. Later, the classmates were embarrassed to take advantage of Wang Yan again, so they took the initiative to drive him out, and fought for a while.

In the end, basically everyone won a little, and Mr. Wang paid the whole game.

"Brother Wang, it's so particular!"

"Yes, Brother Fugui doesn't want to bully us poor people, just be grateful!"

"Thank you, Dad Fugui for your new year's red envelope!"

After a while of laughter, the eldest young master was so proud that many students began to truly believe that Wang Yan was reliable for justice.

The eldest young master didn't say anything deliberately, and smiled and fell down.

Then it is obvious that Wang Yan spoke occasionally, and his suggestions and opinions became more powerful, and everyone was willing to revolve around the eldest son.

Not only boys, but also girls.

Gu Jiashu is so happy.

It’s clear that I was the one who organized the party, but I was the one who paid for it, but you used Wang Gou as your elder brother?

Is there any reason?

In fact, Wang Yan is not consciously buying people's hearts. There is no need. What can those classmates help?

It is a kindness that puts one's heart in mind, but unexpectedly received everyone's recognition.

In modern society, a person's social death is the sign of a person's reputational bankruptcy, such as poisonous dogs gambling dogs and hating giant babies in the country.

On the contrary, a good reputation and a recognized good reputation are a valuable asset.

What the elderly often say about "suffering losses is a blessing", is actually an honest way to accumulate reputation. It is a little stupid but never makes mistakes.

...

Dial the time back four hours ago.

He Meng returned to Xiangshanyuan Villa and took the elevator from the underground to the main hall. Her mother was about to go out.

"Mengmeng, have you finished your meal? How about the party?"

"good."

"Depending on your mood, you're not doing well?"

“No, either.”

"The child of the Lao Gu family is not a good person. Don't go to a party in the future, and it will cause trouble for yourself for no reason."

Cen Ting is in her early 40s, mature and beautiful, but she is wearing a dark Chanel high-order suit. Her serious expression dilutes the tenderness of many women.

When she said this, she seemed particularly strong.

"I know what I know, mom, go and do it."

"Okay, I'll be back as soon as possible."

Cen Ting turned around and wanted to go, but suddenly stopped again.

"I took Xiaolu home and was angry with me upstairs. You are in charge of her having dinner. Let's spend the New Year's Eve together this year."

When He Miaomiao was stunned, her mother had already strode into the elevator.

He didn't bother to ask anymore, but rushed to the third floor, pushed open the door of the second bedroom, and a little girl was lying on the bed crying.

He Meng sighed silently, walked to the bed and sat down, and reached out to pat the girl's back.

"sister!"

When He Xiaolu turned around, her eyes were swollen like peaches, but there was a surprise in her eyes.

The little fairy hugged He Meng and started crying again.

"Be good, stop crying. My mother said that we will live together this year, where is Aunt Xue?"
To be continued...