Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Therefore, Ye Zhimei's voice did not have Lin Siyinggao.

In everyone’s opinion, Lin Siying is really pure, and Ye Zhimei is more pretending to be pure. Especially after hearing that Ye Zhimei had private meetings with some sons and masters, most of the male classmates only regarded her as the object of their dreams. Not the object of marriage.

Men want to sleep with her, but few people have the idea of ​​staying with her for a lifetime, because everyone feels that she is not safe. If they are really together, they will definitely give themselves a green hat.

Ye Zhimei has been silently accepting this kind of grievance. There is no excuse, and no excuse.

"Hey."

Ye Zhimei sighed. She really didn't want to attend these so-called high society gatherings anymore.

This kind of gathering made her feel that she was a commodity, exhibited by her father, and she would be sold to whomever paid more.

At this time, she wished to have someone she likes, standing beside him and saying to everyone: "I'm sorry, she is my person, you have no chance."

Unfortunately, this is just a luxury. The only thing she can imagine is that the rich young masters who will meet in the future, don't be so bad! Even if it sucks, you just need to treat her slightly better.

Treating her a little better was the only thing she had hoped for.

"That one……"

Just when Ye Zhimei's heart was hesitating and melancholy, Zhang Yifeng's voice came again. I don't know when Zhang Yifeng will return.

Zhang Yifeng's voice frightened Ye Zhimei, who had complicated thoughts.

"Sorry, I scared you. I thought you heard my footsteps, but you seem to be fascinated by things, and I have to remind you."

Zhang Yifeng's voice is no longer as indifferent as it was at the beginning, because from just now to now, Ye Zhimei's expression has been seen by her.

Zhang Yifeng believes that Ye Zhimei is a person with a story, her eyes are melancholy with grievances, she seems to have suffered many things alone.

"Is there anything?" Ye Zhimei was in a bad mood and didn't want to entangle with Zhang Yifeng too much.

"It's really a little bit, um, can you give me a hundred dollars more? Just let me borrow it."

Ye Zhimei couldn't laugh or cry. She looked at Zhang Yifeng and said, "You want a hundred dollars? Are you short of money?"

Zhang Yifeng didn't feel embarrassed either, and nodded faintly, "It's really short of money. I've calculated it, and I'm almost a little bit short of money, so I can collect enough money for tickets."

Ye Zhimei said coldly: "Am I familiar with you? Why should I lend you one hundred yuan, and we have already paid the bills."

Zhang Yifeng was a little embarrassed. One hundred yuan was not much, but he really didn't know who to borrow it. He Yajiao didn't plan to borrow it. It is estimated that the girl was angry and would not borrow. Zhao Long's economy is also relatively tight, because Zhao Long's monthly living expenses are only 600 yuan!

Going to university, living expenses of 600 yuan a month, who can believe it? But this is true. Zhao Long's daily consumption can only be fixed at 20 yuan. Almost only enough food, no entertainment.

This is the gap between people, but these gaps can be changed through his own efforts. This is why Zhao Long studies so hard.

Men should be self-improvement!

In the university, Zhao Long and He Yajiao were his few friends. The two were not easy to borrow, so he simply asked Ye Zhimei to get an extra one hundred yuan, which was regarded as borrowing.

"Did you encounter something difficult? Let's hear it, let me see if I can solve it for you."

Zhang Yifeng spoke again.

"Are you going to solve it for me?" Ye Zhimei's body trembled, and then her eyes lit up, or else she would take Zhang Yifeng to the party. But then she shook her head, Zhang Yifeng now has no money and power. Finding Zhang Yifeng to go is to insult Zhang Yifeng.

"Forget it, you can't solve it."

Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly: "Here, there is no trouble that Zhang Yifeng can't solve. I'm very curious about what is bothering you."

"Do you really want to know? Okay, I'll tell you, after listening, you will shrink yourself. My dad asked me to attend an upper-class party, and his purpose is to let me find him a golden turtle... "

Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng directly interrupted Ye Zhimei's words and said lightly: "You don't need to say, I understand, what I do is a trivial matter."

"Huh? You understand?"

Ye Zhimei was taken aback for a moment. Before she finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng understood?

"Well, I get it. I'll just go with you. But you have to add a little more money, it's no small matter."

"No, if you can really help me, I can give you one month's living expenses. No, more will do. But do you really understand what I think? What if you get it wrong."

"Don't worry, I still have this vision. You can first give me a hundred yuan as a deposit, and then what is your phone number, and I will call you on time at six in the afternoon."

"what?"

Ye Zhimei was still a little confused.

"Forget it, I will take it myself."

Zhang Yifeng shrugged, he was not polite at all, and took the initiative to pay a hundred yuan from Ye Zhimei's shoulder bag.

"Okay, tell me the phone now."

"133..."

Ye Zhimei unexpectedly told Zhang Yifeng his phone number.

"Remember, waiting for my call at five o'clock in the afternoon."

EXM

Zhang Yifeng took the money, waved to Ye Zhimei, then turned and went to the dormitory.

The ticket money for tonight is obtained, but I don’t know how long the party will last. If it’s too late, I will go to Treasure Garden tomorrow night.

Back in the dormitory, Zhang Yifeng took a pill and then changed into a cleaner suit.

"After making money, we must buy some clothes again."

Looking at his colorful clothes and pants, Zhang Yifeng shook his head.

Although Zhang Yifeng used to buy big international brands, the colors are almost all colorful, which really matches his second generation ancestor status. But now Zhang Yifeng doesn't like this style. He likes something simple and simple, either black or white. Darker colors are fine.

If he hadn't had money now, he really didn't want to wear these clothes.

Zhang Yifeng originally planned to sell these clothes. After inquiring about it, he found that many shops did not accept such colorful clothes at all. He had to accept small suits, but Zhang Yifeng really didn’t have small suits. Zhang Yifeng didn’t seem to like to wear them before. Suits, wherever you go, you have this colorful personality. After changing his clothes, Zhang Yifeng went straight to the teaching building. Later, there will be Ning Xiangyi's class, and he will still "listen".

Zhang Yifeng has a special respect for Ning Xiangyi.

The third class of the Department of Economics is still the class with the highest attendance rate.

When Zhang Yifeng came, He Yajiao also arrived. He Yajiao glanced at Zhang Yifeng, snorted coldly, and turned her head away, as if she was fighting with Zhang Yifeng.