Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 4: Net worth tens of millions, good looks

Rongcheng CBD, in front of the gate of a high-end community.

Chu Zihang, dressed in casual clothes, stood under the eaves, quietly looking at the pouring rain outside.

It's raining again, Dad.

He thought of that man again.

In fact, even among hybrids, Chu Zihang's memory is considered to be at the top level. Without training, he can memorize three or four decks of randomly shuffled playing cards.

But he took the trouble to recall the details related to that man again and again.

Before going to bed every night, Chu Zihang would think about the past with that man, the No. 000 Viaduct where the rain fell and the flowing water, and the back figure who dared to swing a knife to the gods for him.

If one day he dies, there will be only one thing in this world that can prove his existence, and that is Chu Zihang with half of his blood.

The man said these words to Chu Zihang many times.

Over the years, Chu Zihang has been regretting it.

Why didn't he turn around and go back to face Odin with that man?
  Why was I so weak and incompetent back then?
  Sometimes, Chu Zihang really admired Zhou Xuan.

They are also 14-year-old children, and they are all teenagers who have just awakened their bloodline. However, he was able to stay calm in the face of danger, use his word spirit to fight off the hordes of dead warriors.

At that time, I could only step on the accelerator and could do nothing else.

A few drops of rain drifted in the wind and fell on Chu Zihang's face, and he slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, a Panamera broke through the dense rain curtain and stopped in front of Chu Zihang.

"I've been waiting for a long time. I happened to meet a junior brother and was delayed for a while." Zhou Xuan got out of the car and waved to Chu Zihang.

The two of them had a dinner date tonight to discuss the follow-up tasks of the execution department. Chu Zihang happened to be working out nearby, so Zhou Xuan made an appointment to meet here.

"It's okay." Chu Zihang was slightly stunned as he watched Lu Mingfei get out of the car.

He was deeply impressed by Lu Mingfei.

Under Chu Zihang's paralyzed appearance, there has always been a heart of a mother-in-law hidden.

When I was still in Shilan Middle School, every time after class, the other boys would be in groups, either going to the toilet, or chatting and bragging together. Only Chu Zihang sat quietly with a foreign masterpiece. on the seat.

The girls in the class at that time all felt that Chu Zihang was worthy of being the only male idol of Shilan Middle School!

He is so different from those stinky boys, he is noble, cool, and downright handsome.

But the fact is that Chu Zihang kept his ears open, listening to the gossips of his classmates.

The name Lu Mingfei appears quite frequently. It seems that the whole school knows that he overestimates his abilities, wants to eat swan meat, and has a crush on Chen Wenwen.

When the students mentioned him, their tone was full of ridicule and disdain, and they gloated about his misfortune.

At that time, Chu Zihang felt a little confused.

You boys who don't have girlfriends and are secretly in love with the class beauty or the school beauty, why can you smile so happily?
  But the toad wants to eat the swan meat, which makes sense.

Chu Zihang had read in a book that the toad, whose scientific name is toad, is an amphibian of the order Bufoidae. It mainly feeds on beetles, moths and snails. It does not eat swan meat.

Thinking of this, Chu Zihang opened his umbrella and walked to Lu Mingfei's side, blocking him from the heavy rain.

Lu Mingfei's hand holding the comb trembled slightly, and he looked at Senior Brother Chu's handsome profile in flattery.

The well-deserved school hunk of Shilan Middle School, the dream in the hearts of countless girls, and the one who has been ranked number one on the list all year round, Chu Zihang, actually held an umbrella for me! ?

"You can check the weather forecast in advance when you go out. Remember to bring an umbrella when it rains." Chu Zihang said expressionlessly.

"Okay, okay, what Senior Brother Chu said is so good!" Lu Mingfei nodded quickly.

"Mingfei, Zihang, don't be stunned, come here." Zhou Xuan opened the trunk and waved to the two of them.

"Although I have always believed that judging a person's taste and style is not based on what he consumes, but what he creates. But it is human nature to judge people by their appearance, so junior brother, you put this watch on first." Mingfei took a delicate watch from Zhou Xuan's hand and looked at it carefully. His legs almost gave out and he fell to the ground.

Patek Philippe, the Chinese translation is Patek Philippe.

Lu Mingfei's uncle has always been fond of watches. Every time he attended an important occasion, he would wear his high imitation Montblanc watch bought in Guangzhou, hold a high imitation Zippo lighter, buy a pack of Chinese, and sit at the dinner table with Feng Qingyun. Indifferently point out the country.

But even a genuine Montblanc watch is nothing compared to the watch in my hand!
  The watch Zhou Xuan handed over casually was the latest model from Patek Philippe in 2008. If Lu Mingfei remembered correctly, it should be equivalent to one million yuan in RMB...

"This Patek Philippe doesn't seem to match your clothes. Let's change to this one to look younger." Zhou Xuan frowned and handed Lu Mingfei another watch.

Vacheron Constantin.

It also costs a lot of zeros to convert into RMB.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the trunk blankly and found that there were six watches in it, as well as a pile of clothes in bags without even the trademarks on them.

Putting aside the watches, which may cost close to tens of millions, the brands of those clothes are also quite loud.

Chanel, Gucci, Burberry, Armani...

"Senior Brother Zhou, I have a question that I don't know whether to talk about or not." Lu Mingfei clenched his Vacheron Constantin in his hand, for fear of a slight bump.

"Say." Zhou Xuan rummaged through the pile of clothes, looking for clothes that fit Lu Mingfei.

If Lu Mingfei wasn't hunched over, he would be close to 1.8 meters tall. Zhou Xuan is taller than him, so most of his clothes can be worn by Lu Mingfei.

"Senior brother, do you think that Pamela, who only has a few million, is not worthy of your noble status and is a bit shabby..."

Hearing this, Zhou Xuan was happy.

"A car is just a means of transportation. There is no difference. A car worth tens of millions has four wheels and burns six or seven yuan per liter of gasoline. Come on, put it on and see."

Lu Mingfei took over a Gucci coat and felt that Senior Brother Zhou Xuanzhou was really dragging him to the extreme.

He is handsome, young and rich, and speaks with a strong voice.

A car worth tens of millions is nothing, it is just a means of transportation!
  After some planning by Zhou Xuan and Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei (Zhizhen) was newly released.

After putting on a decent coat, putting on Vacheron Constantin, spraying on expensive and elegant perfume, and carefully combing his hair, Lu Mingfei's original delicate face became a little more noble, and he could barely be regarded as a talented person, but his temperament You still have to be careful about each piece.

Lu Mingfei's shoulders were slumped, his expression still timid.

Zhou Xuan frowned, pondered for a few seconds, and decided to feed Lu Mingfei a bowl of chicken soup for the soul.

"Zihang, please tell me the definition of average to my junior brother."

"The average is the most commonly used statistic in statistics. It is used to indicate the central position where each observation value in the data is relatively concentrated. It is mainly used to reflect the general level of the sample population." Chu Zihang answered without thinking.

He had just participated in Lu Mingfei's image transformation plan, and at the same time he also learned the ins and outs of the matter. His eighth wife's soul was burning!

"Well, junior brother, there are only three people here now to rate our appearance. Out of ten, it would be about 9, 9, 6, and the average would be 8."

"In terms of current personal assets, you, Senior Brother Chu, are worth about tens of millions, and I am worth hundreds of millions. Add in your six and a half yuan, and the average of the three of us will be tens of millions per person."

"So, in other words, with you and me, Senior Brother Chu, aside from the facts, you, Lu Mingfei, are just a handsome boy with a net worth of tens of millions and an 8-point good looks!"

"In your decade-long career, the most glorious moment should be now!"

Senior brother, are you really a man who talks nonsense like this in a serious manner? ?
  Although Zhou Xuan's words were really full of flaws, Lu Mingfei still suppressed the desire to complain in his heart and slowly straightened up.

Chu Zihang, the male idol of Shilan Middle School, was holding an umbrella for me, wearing a suite on his hand, riding in a top-notch sports car worth millions, and Senior Brother Zhou supported me without reservation.

Yes, the most glorious moment of the past ten years for me, Lu Mingfei, is now!

"That should be Chen Wenwen, right?" Chu Zihang pointed to a girl holding an umbrella not far away.

(End of this chapter)