After My Life Reset, I'm On Top of The World

"A lot of people are looking at you."

Wei Ziqi put one hand around Ai Yirou and Yu Tian's waist, while the other hand caressed her beautiful back.

He could notice that a group of students around him were pointing and pointing, some were surprised, some were excited, and some were not convinced.

Don't think that these students of Imperial College are so arrogant and arrogant, in fact, they are just ordinary people.

Except for a few of them, those who are truly devoted to academic studies and are not interested in foreign things at all, such as a certain Wei Shen.

And most of the people are also young people, why are they studying hard here?

In order to contribute to the building of the country? That's righteousness!

The real purpose, the most real idea, is just to use my education to complete the class jump.

To put it bluntly, everyone is for the money.

It is to study for the sake of money and a better life in the future. This purpose is very real, and it is not cold at all.

Wei Ziqi also sighed a little when he looked at these proud people,

Most of these people will do better than ordinary people in the future.

But no matter if you are an elite of an investment bank or an executive of a certain company, to put it bluntly, you still work for others, and you will be squeezed by the capitalists.

"Ignore them and let me hold you for a while."

Ai Yi's voice has the willfulness of a little girl.

She has always been a person who does her own way and doesn't care what others think.

Even if she was mistakenly thought that she was a money-loving woman, she wouldn't care about that.

Ai Yi knew that when she returned to the imperial capital, there would be Shao Chuyao between her and Wei Ziqi after all, and they couldn't keep walking together blatantly.

Wei Ziqi hugged Ai Yi like this. He bit Ai Yi's crystal-like ear beads and whispered, "...The people in your school don't seem to know that you are rich."

"I don't like showing off my wealth. In school, I was a good girl who studied hard."

"... Now my reputation has been ruined by you, and I have become a money-loving woman who came down from a rich second-generation sports car. You have to compensate me well."

Ai Yi's Yu Gong's lips also came close to Wei Ziqi's ear and chuckled lightly.

The accidental touch made Wei Ziqi feel itchy in his ears and in his heart.

But sister, are our personalities reversed?

"Bah, I'm obviously a kind and good boy who is innocent and loves to learn. I was brought down by you, a rich second generation who doesn't know the sufferings of the world." Wei Ziqi said with a teasing.

"You're still kind, but you're just an old punk!"

Ai Yi's snail head rested on Wei Ziqi's shoulder, and her laughing body was shaking.

"But you made me 45 million, and you gave me a car. Am I losing money? And I don't like McLaren very much."

Wei Ziqi raised his brows and said.

"I still have a lot of cars in my garage. They are all bought and collected. Next time you can go to my place to pick them up and drive away as long as you dare!"

Ai Yi smiled secretly.

Wei Ziqi always felt that her smile was a bit treacherous, but she still didn't care: "...What are you afraid to drive, wait for me to go to your garage one day and drive all your good cars away!"

As a man, Wei Ziqi is always interested in these supercars.

However, he made his fortune too late. There are many limited edition cars that have been scattered all over the world. Even if you buy them, you can only buy second-hand ones.

Since they are all second-hand cars, can a second-hand supercar driven by a beautiful woman be the same as the one driven by a stinky man?

Of course, it's second-hand, but as Ai Yi said, she buys cars for collection, and it is estimated that none of her cars exceed 10,000 kilometers.

"Okay, don't feed people dog food, I'll go back first"

Wei Ziqi gently let Ai Yi get up from his arms.

Ai Yi didn't stick to him this time, just raised her head slightly and closed her eyes.

Wei Ziqi laughed, kissed the corner of her mouth, and got in the car.

"Be careful driving on the road, this car is not easy to drive."

Ai Yi stood beside the cab and waved to Wei Ziqi.

Wei Ziqi smiled at Ai Yi, stepped on the accelerator, and left a supercar behind everyone with the roar of the McLaren P1 engine.

Ai Yi just stood there and watched Wei Ziqi's car turn the traffic light in front of her, and then she pushed the small suitcase to the school.

She had a coat draped over her fragrant shoulders, and she pulled her collar with her hands, ignoring the strange eyes of others.

After all, the imperial capital in November is a bit cold.

But winter is coming, which means spring is not far away.

All the way, Wei Ziqi soon returned to the Imperial Capital University of Finance and Economics at the Fifth Ring Road in the Northeast.

Under the surprised and envious gazes of the students on both sides of the road, Wei Ziqi drove the McLaren P1 downstairs.

He called his counselor directly.

"Lao Yu, I have something to do with you, so please help me."

Not long after, the counselor in Wei Ziqi's class, Lao Yu, ran down.

Last time, he helped Wei Ziqi a little, and he accepted two Chinese sons from him, and he became much closer to Wei Ziqi all of a sudden.

There's a theory in marketing that you want to get close to another person, and the easiest way is to ask them to do you a favor.

Whether it's a big or a small one, as long as the other party has helped you once, your relationship will be fine immediately.

"looking for me?"

Lao Yu walked out of the teaching building, and when he saw Wei Ziqi, he asked carelessly.

But when he saw the car next to Wei Ziqi, his eyes were immediately straight.

Grass, what did I see? Isn't this Nima a McLaren P1!

The old man knows cars, so he can see at a glance what the sports car beside Wei Ziqi is.

This Nima is one of the magic cars, and there are not many in the whole country.

And these cars are almost always kept in the garage at home.

A normal person would never see these chariots in a lifetime.

And now, Lao Yu found that he not only saw it, but also got so close.

The way he looked at Wei Ziqi immediately changed.

When he saw Wei Ziqi driving a Panamera before, he thought that Wei Ziqi's family should be rich.

At least it is the kind of tens of millions, and it is more likely to be a millionaire with a family property.

But this McLaren P1 is a different story.

When the car was first sold, the bare car cost more than 10 million yuan, and many rich people could afford this amount of money.

But this is a limited edition. The global limit is only 375. If it is redistributed to China, there will be few cars.

And in this limited situation, you can still buy this car, which is not only a matter of money, but also a manifestation of social status.

This Wei Ziqi's house is more awesome than expected!

Lao Yu's mentality changed immediately.

No matter what Wei Ziqi asks him to help, as long as it's not the kind that violates the law, then help.

He was a small college counselor with no salary and no connections.

The Wei Ziqi he knows now is the most awesome person he has known and has a good relationship with in his life.

What does it mean to meet a noble person, then you have to work hard on your own!

"Lao Yu, old way, help me find a parking space."

Wei Ziqi smiled and handed another cigarette to the counselor.

Lao Yu hesitated for a while, but took the cigarette.

Lao Yu is also a social person. He knows that people like Wei Ziqi don't like to owe some useless favors, so it's better to take his cigarettes.

As for asking Wei Ziqi to owe others favors for a parking space, he himself knew it was impossible.

After taking over the Hua Zi, Lao Yu reassured himself: "...No problem, all teachers in the school have a parking space, but not every teacher drives."

"...I'll find another one for you!"

Listening to this, Wei Ziqi took out another cigarette and handed it to Lao Yu, saying: "...Then Lao Yu, you can give this cigarette to the teacher who borrowed the parking space. You can't let you owe others favors."

When Lao Yu heard it, he sighed in his heart.

What does it mean to be high in emotional intelligence, and what does it mean to be able to do things? We are talking about people like Wei Ziqi.

This looks like a child from a big family who learns to deal with people from an early age.

Of course, Lao Yu didn't know that he was actually thinking wrong. Wei Ziqi learned all these things from life simulation.

Lao Yu asked Wei Ziqi to wait for a while, and he started calling to find someone.

It didn't take long for Wei Ziqi to find a parking space downstairs and let him park the McLaren.

After saying goodbye to the counselor, we made an appointment to have a meal together next time. Wei Ziqi went to the dormitory.

On the way back to the dormitory, Wei Ziqi could feel that everyone looked at him differently.

The people who can afford supercars are already the top group in the pyramid.

And it is absolutely rare to have such a top sports car.

Even if these students find a company to work after graduating, most of the bosses of those companies can't drive a car of this level at all.

If nothing else, the current Wei Ziqi definitely has the highest mate choice in the school, and can suppress the school for several years.

It is estimated that in a few years, there will be new students entering the school, and there will be a legend of the senior who drives the McLaren P1.

But by that time, it is estimated that the name Wei Ziqi was already well known.

, Sons, Dad, I'm back, come, bring you some specialties of Yunnan Province! "

Wei Ziqi kicked open the dormitory door, and shouted loudly with a bag in his hand.

The three people in the dormitory immediately jumped up with a loud bang.

Zhang Zheng was excited when he saw Wei Ziqi, and said with admiration: "...Young master, you have been running for more than a week, let's not talk about the problem of not going to class."

"...Are you running out with your girlfriend's best friend for a week? Is your girlfriend so relieved?"

Zhang Zheng's admiration for Wei Ziqi is beyond words.

And where can a girl like Shao Chuyao be found?

My boyfriend and girlfriend ran out to play for a week and didn't even care, this kind of girl is rare!

"I have business affairs when I go out, and I have a video with Chuya every day. Her best friend has a very good relationship with her, just like her own sister, of course I will be relieved.

When he said this, Wei Ziqi was also a little guilty.

To be honest, he really didn't know what Shao Chuyao was thinking.

"My sister? Wouldn't that be better, sister well!"

Chen Xiaolong smiled wickedly and took the bag from Wei Ziqi's hand.

"Young master, what can you do for running so far?"

Ji Lei was a little puzzled.

"Dangdangdang!"

Wei Ziqi took out a key from his pocket. Seeing the car logo on the key, Zhang Zheng, who knew cars, had green eyes.

"Damn it, McLaren! It's not the key to the P1 car (Good Money Zhao) that the beauty drove when you left, right?"

Zhang Zheng came over and wanted to see the key.

Wei Ziqi threw the key into his hand: "...That's right."

"...If you want to borrow it, you can open it."

Zhang Zheng carefully touched the key with his hand, shook his head and said, "...Forget it, I don't dare to open it, just touch the key!"

"...No, then I have to touch the car body!"

Zhang Zheng dared not drive such a car worth tens of millions.

If this is accidentally touched, then I really want to go home and sell the house.

Then Zhang Zheng looked at Wei Ziqi up and down carefully, and suddenly sighed: "...Look, the young master has lost weight, and he is still a little empty."

"...Young master, we misunderstood you, you really went to work."

"In order to get such a supercar, you even sold your body. Rich women's steel balls are not fun, right?"

When Chen Xiaolong and Ji Lei heard it, they also carefully observed Wei Ziqi, and both nodded and said, "...Young master is really a bit vacuous, let's call him Kidney Deficiency Master in the future!"

Wei Ziqi laughed and scolded: "...Fuck your uncles!"

But Wei Ziqi thought about it, it didn't seem right.

Shouldn't Ai Yi give the car to herself, she is paying for the female ticket!

It's over, my brother has really become a duck king!

Why Duck King? Whose duck can earn a McLaren P1 in more than a week, it must be the king of ducks!

It's like I'm still a little busy after returning to school, and I haven't been to Niyu for the interview with the person I promised before.

And there is also the contract of the publishing house, this time I have to sign it by the way.

As you get richer and more famous, sometimes it's hard to be a salted fish.