The Richest Man Yang Fei

　　 Xiao Yujuan said: "It sounds abnormal, Xiao Fei, you should be more mindful and be more cautious in everything. People are afraid of famous pigs and are afraid of being strong. You are so rich now, I don't know how many people are jealous of you!"

　　 Yang Fei said: "Actually, I am very poor now and owe the bank hundreds of millions! If someone really wants to give me an idea, then he will find the wrong person!"

　　Ma Feng said: "Boss, let me check this matter!"

　　Yang Jun glared at him: "We can't find out, how can you find out? Those who come to investigate Xiao Fei are very mysterious, come and go without a trace, slippery like Monkey King, and can also stealth!"

　　 Ma Feng smiled and said: "I have my own way."

　　 is always under investigation secretly, and can't find the person's origin, this kind of feeling is very uncomfortable. It's like living under someone else's monitor, who can feel his eyes but can't see him.

　　 Yang Fei said: "Ma Feng, if you have a way, please check it out. Be careful."

"Don't worry, boss, I have a sense of measure." Ma Feng sat upright while eating, with his waist upright, just like in the army. Fortunately, Yang Mingyi and the others are police officers, and they are usually straight. Waist up, otherwise his sitting posture would look too garish.

　　 Yang Fei asked: "By the way, how are the three students?"

　　 Ma Feng smiled and said, "I live in the hospital!"

　　 Yang Fei gave a hum and stopped asking.

　　 That evening, Yang Fei returned to the Royal Garden to review.

　　 He came back late, and Jiang Ziqiang's house next door was already asleep.

　　 entered the room and found that the house was spotlessly clean, and the two pine landscapes he was most worried about were also growing well.

　　 He didn't think too much, and went into the bedroom, ready to take a shower.

　　 After taking a shower, he just walked out of the shower and saw a woman with long hair standing at the door.

　　 "Ah!" The woman screamed, covering her face with her hands, and turning her back, "I didn't see anything."

　　 Yang Fei wrapped a bath towel and smiled calmly: "Miss Lin? Why are you here?"

Lin Feiying was wearing pajamas, her face resembling a red apple, and she said shyly: "Mr. Lin, didn't you say that you will come back only after the Chinese New Year? My school is closed. The Provincial Song and Dance Troupe borrowed some of our students and kept us down to rehearse , I have nowhere to go, I just live with you. I will leave tomorrow."

　　 "Oh, it's okay. You clean my house, right? It's kept very clean." Yang Fei smiled, "I made you sleep?"

　　 Lin Feiying repeatedly said no, turned around, glanced at him, and smiled.

After all, she is from the Conservatory of Music. She has a lively and cheerful personality, and she is generous, otherwise she would not live in Yang Fei's house. After Yanran smiled, she returned to normal, and she cleverly brought her to the door and said, "You can change your clothes. I woke up anyway and chat with you."

　　 Yang Fei said: "Just chat, I have to take the final exam tomorrow, please review it for me!"

　　 "Final exam?" Lin Feiying was like Ting Fang Ye, "You? Are you still in school?"

　　 Yang Fei said helplessly: "I am attached to a middle school and want to take the college entrance examination next year."

　　 "Tsk tsk, really ambitious young people! We are so rich and so diligent and studious, how do you tell us those who have no money to survive?" Lin Feiying giggled, took the door and sat on the sofa.

　　 Yang Fei got dressed, came out with notes and teaching materials, walked to the sofa and lowered her head, just in time to see the scenery in her loose pajamas.

　　 "Aren't you cold? Go and put on a coat." Yang Fei turned on the air conditioner in the living room.

　　 "It's not cold, but I dance and I am not used to wearing too much clothes."

　　 Yang Fei sat down and looked through the notes Ning Xin gave him.

　　 Lin Feiying leaned over to look at the notes, and pushed the hair of the temples behind her ears, and said wow: "This is the character you wrote? Impossible, isn't it? So graceful?"

　　 Yang Fei gave her a white look.

　　 Lin Feiying giggled and said, "It must be your girlfriend. Mr. Yang, you are fake at school, is it true to chase girls?"

　　 Yang Fei said: "Yes, fair lady, so gentleman. I am a bachelor now, and I have the right to pursue all girls."

　　 "All girls? Are you not afraid of having a boyfriend?"

　　 "It's better to have a boyfriend!"

　　 "Ah? Why? People have boyfriends, how do you chase them?"

　　 "A girl with a boyfriend, I only need to defeat a rival in love. For a girl without a boyfriend, maybe the rival in love I face is a strengthened platoon?"

　　 Lin Feiying smiled tremblingly: "Wrong theory!"

　　 She smiled, and her body trembled. The scenery inside the collar was fully revealed.

　　 Yang Fei smelled the faint scent of her body, which was the fragrance of shampoo and soap.

"My high school knowledge has long been returned to the teacher, and I can't help you, so I won't bother you. I will go to the beauty sleep first." Lin Feiying also seemed to realize that her chest was empty, and she stood up as an excuse. .

　　 Yang Fei gave a faint hum.

　　 Lin Feiying walked into the guest bedroom and closed the door gently.

　　 Yang Fei got up and turned off the air conditioner, turned off the lights, and went to his room to review.

　　 Grinding the gun before the battle, the unhappiness is gone.

　　 Ning Xin's class notes helped him a lot. Reading her notes once is equivalent to sorting out the knowledge he has learned.

　　 The next morning, Yang Fei came to the school to take the final exam.

　　 In the First Middle School, he has the title of School Overlord. People who know him are very surprised to see him appear~www.ltnovel.com~ but take it for granted, after all, today’s final exam!

　　 Ouyang Xue invigilated the exam. He took a deep look at Yang Fei and said, "How many points do you think you can take the exam?"

　　 "Probably, I can pass it!" Yang Fei's rare old face blushed.

　　 He is not a genius, nor can he be regarded as a high school student. His intelligence can only be regarded as a middle-upper bourgeoisie. He used to rank in the top ten of the class at the Southern Provincial Chemical School, which is not particularly outstanding.

　　 Now taking the final exam of high school, although he has been reviewing all the time, he has no confidence at all.

Ouyang Xue felt very satisfied with his reply, but was angry: "Yang Fei, you are quite self-aware! I know your situation is very special, but you are my student, then I will take care of you. You. Since you choose to come to school to study, you can see that you want to learn more. In that case, why don't you arrange your time? One week, even if you spare one day for class."

　　 "Teacher, I am really busy." Yang Fei did not talk back, but just smiled, "I will try my best next semester."

　　 "Okay, sit back and prepare for the exam! I hope you can fulfill your promise to me-pass!" Ouyang Xue was completely disappointed in him.

　　 In her opinion, Yang Fei's several homework are considered to be good without taking the test!

　　 Still want to pass? Unless you are a genius.

　　Each desk is independent, separated from front to back and left to the right. It is almost impossible to copy or cheat.

　　 Ouyang Xue, the invigilator teacher, also took special care of Yang Fei.

　　 After Yang Fei sat down, he turned his head and smiled at Ning Xin in the front left, before receiving a severe eye warning from Ouyang Xue.

　　 Ouyang Xue said solemnly: "Now starting the test, everyone please consciously abide by the discipline of the test room, and you will get zero points if you catch it!"