I Don’t Want To Be Popular Chapter 47: Classmates
Chen Chuan bought Villa No. 7 in Guanshanyue, paid 21.7 million yuan, got 43.4 million yuan, and then paid 3 million yuan for decoration, and got 6 million yuan.
Look at the card balance, it is already 50.4 million.
So, I opened the [Qiankun Bag·White] and bought two items [Little Green Bottle] and [Grape Seeds].
Chen Chuan only has a balance of 400,000 yuan because he does not participate in rebates when he buys things in the Qiankun bag.
I drove to the gate of the Great World Gymnasium. The time was 6:30 in the evening, and there was still an hour before the start. The audience lined up in a long queue and entered the arena one after another.
Sitting in the car, Chen Chuan looked at two items.
The same produces a drop of magic liquid every 30 days, a bag of grape seeds.
At present, there are no water droplets in the small green bottle. After 30 days of water droplets, we can study the effect.
And because the grape seeds are produced systematically, they must not be junk varieties. After all, a small bag sells for 5 million.
These grape seeds can be found and planted.
Chen Chuan called his cousin's phone: "Director Chen, in the name of the company, you are looking for a hill with a larger area and finally connected to the plain, and the terrain should be flat. Yes, then you will contact a batch of greening seedlings. , buy seedlings and plant them, operate according to the model of a holiday estate, set aside a piece of land, I want to plant grapes. If there is a shortage of professional staff, you can go to the recruitment fair to recruit a group. There are a group of newly graduated college students at the Agricultural University, majoring in agriculture and forestry. , you can recruit some."
"Okay Mr. Chen, don't worry, I'll write it down and make sure it's done." Chen Shan said.
The two of them are very self-conscious, and they are brothers and sisters on weekdays, but at work, they still follow their positions.
"By the way, Chen Chuan, at the beginning of next month, our grandfather's 70th birthday, don't forget it." Chen Shan finally reminded.
"I remember." After Chen Chuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Take out your concert tickets and go to the line.
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Yao Qian borrowed a coat to wrap her body around after get off work, hurriedly finished her meal, and went to line up outside the venue.
While waiting in line, Yao Qian answered the phone: "Song Jinyi? What's the matter?"
"Beauty Yao, where are you tonight? Please have dinner." A voice came from the phone.
"I was listening to the concert outside and couldn't go."
"Tianhou's concert? Did you buy a ticket? With whom?"
"I'm all by myself. Okay, hang up. We'll start in a while." Yao Qian hung up the phone.
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Chen Chuan also lined up to enter the arena.
The tickets were for consecutive seats, but Chen Chuan and Yao Qian didn't know each other well, so they just had a few awkward chats, mainly listening to songs.
Yao Qian was wearing an off-the-shoulder short one-piece dress that she wore as a part-time car model in the afternoon. Maybe it was late after get off work and she didn't have to go back and forth to change her clothes. She borrowed a large coat from nowhere, wrapped her body and sat down In the gym in late autumn. Even so, her white legs were still blue from the cold.
In the hall, the concert atmosphere was hot.
Outside the clubhouse, the bus stop.
A boy got off the bus and walked from the stop to the gate of the gym.
He took out the phone and dialed out: "Hey, Song Jinyi, I'm outside the concert venue...I see, Yao Qian will come out in a while, I'll see if she's watching the concert alone, and if there's anyone else around. Don't worry, I'll report it to you... The five hundred yuan stalking fee, you can transfer it to my WeChat."
In the hall, Chen Chuan felt the atmosphere of the chorus of ten thousand people, and the location of the tickets was very good, so he could listen to the voice of the queen at close range.
Yao Qian next to her also sang along, dancing happily and shedding tears during the chorus.
The two-hour performance ended quickly, and the audience left the venue one after another.
Chen Chuan and Yao Qian went out together.
Yao Qian raised her head to look at the night sky, wiped away the tears on her face, and said, "It's so cool to hear, it's the first time I can feel the atmosphere of 10,000 people singing together... Thank you for selling me a cheap ticket."
"Nothing, just remember to owe me a favor."
Following the crowd, the two walked outside the venue and stopped at the bus stop.
"You also have to go back to school. Just wait for 912 here. There is still the last class." Yao Qian said.
Chen Chuan looked at the crowd on the left and right: "There are a lot of people, so it may not be able to squeeze in. I'll take you back?"
"You came by car?" Yao Qian was taken aback.
"Well, the car is in the parking lot, wait for me here, I'll drive over." Chen Chuan said and left.
Yao Qian watched Chen Chuan walk away, stomped her feet twice, looked down at her white legs that had turned blue from the cold under her short skirt, and then looked at the crowds waiting for the bus. , I might catch a cold if I don't.
Thinking about this, I feel a little fortunate that I got into the car.
At this time, in a holly tree not far away, a boy holding a mobile phone widened his eyes: "What did I see? Chen Chuan was with Yao Qian?"
"This... do you want to call Brother Song and tell him about this?"
"After all, Brother Song gave me 500 yuan as a follow-up fee, and asked me to watch Yao Qian with whom to watch the concert."
"But if that's the case, Chen Chuan will be miserable. Will Brother Song screw his head off?"
"My Cui Jiaming is in the same dormitory as Chen Chuan anyway, so I can't betray my dormitory brother."
The boy was in a tangle while holding the phone.
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A white Maserati slowly stops in front of the bus.
Under the attention of the crowd near the site, Yao Qian stepped forward in disbelief, bent down, and saw Chen Chuan sitting inside with the car window rolled down, Yao Qian blinked and seemed surprised.
"Come up." Chen Chuan opened the car door for her.
Yao Qian hesitated for a while, then bent over to prepare to go in.
"Oh, that dress smells like chicken." Some girl in the crowd said something.
Yao Qian bent down and paused. She raised her head to look in the direction of the crowd, her small fists clenched and loosened.
"Yes, are the local tyrants so low in taste now..." Some girl in the crowd murmured again.
Yao Qian's face immediately turned red, and she said in the direction of the voice: "Lost! Do you have the ability to stand in front of me and say?"
The crowd was silent.
Chen Chuan advised: "Forget it, maybe it's Cha Lemon who is jealous of your good figure."
Yao Qian stood outside the car and said to the crowd: "I dress like this to make money as a car model. I earn money from my concerts, unlike you, who may spend my parents' money and hide in Crowds chewing tongues, laughing at trash, mine-throwing mothers uh.”
After speaking, Yao Qian got into the car, closed the door, and sat on the seat panting.
"Sit tight, let's go." Chen Chuan started the car, "Seat belt, alright, it's a shot."
Yao Qian bent over and wanted to take off her high heels. Halfway through taking it off, she remembered that it was someone's car and asked, "Can I take it off? My feet hurt."
"With such high heels, standing for a day will definitely hurt your feet. Take it off." Chen Chuan said.
"Thank you."
"I have more than this car anyway."
Yao Qian stopped, and after tasting the words, she said, "My feet don't smell..."
"Just kidding, why are you so serious." Chen Chuan said.
This is the first time he has come into contact with Yao Qian. He just heard that there was a "Yao He dispute" in the class, but he didn't know what kind of person Yao Qian was. Now it seems that he is an impatient person, who can't stand the slightest grievance and can't make the slightest joke.
Taking the situation at the bus stop just now, if it was He Jinglan who was talking about it by passers-by, He Jinglan would not care, or just leave with a smile.
Yao Qian wants to compare the truth in public.
It can only be said that there are hundreds of red flowers, and people are different.
There was a radio love song in the car, Yao Qian seemed to be in a bad mood and was silent all the way.
As she approached school, Yao Qian seemed to want to break the silence and said, "By the way, if I didn't insist on buying that ticket today, who would you give it to?"
Chen Chuan said: "I didn't plan well, maybe when the opening is about to start, I will just give it to people outside the venue who don't have tickets."
"Ah? So if my classmates want it, I have to pay half of it?" Yao Qian's eyes suddenly widened.
Chen Chuan added: "It's not for nothing to give to others~IndoMTL.com~ Yao Qian said: "Don't beautiful girls have some privileges? Of course, I don't mean to say I'm pretty. "
"Yes, didn't I bring this back to you?"
"Yeah, otherwise, you, you, you, are you still planning to ask for a fare?" Yao Qian turned to her side and looked at Chen Chuan.
Yao Qian saw that Chen Chuan was wearing a black suit jacket at some point.
This temperament seems to be completely different from before?
Chen Chuan also had no choice. Yao Qian took off her shoes, so he could only open the window, no matter if there was any smell or not, it was psychological. At the end of October in Haiqin City, the autumn wind was terrifyingly cool. If he didn't wear a jacket to block the wind, he wore a small short-sleeved T-shirt, and people were cold.
Fortunately, there is a Zegna suit in the car.
Chen Chuan said while driving: "The fare should be at least 100. The distance is not short."
"You, you, you, if you dare to ask for it, I will dare to give it." Yao Qian took out her mobile phone and wanted to transfer the money.
However, the sudden stutter made her blush. She covered her mouth with one hand, feeling a little embarrassed. In this way, some harsh words could not be spoken, and even if they were spoken, they would have little momentum.
How could Chen Chuan ask her for the 100 yuan? As she said, if she was dressed like that, she would be photographed for a day, and she had to keep smiling at various angles, and she might have been on fire for a long time. So at the bus station, it's just a gaffe.
"Stop joking, we'll be there soon. By the way, have you eaten tonight? Would you like a late-night snack?" Chen Chuan was a little hungry, so he asked.
"I, I, I don't eat, I eat you, I eat you..." Yao Qian covered her mouth and took a deep breath, "No, I will eat your supper, supper, supper."
"Then we'll be there, take the good stuff, goodbye, good night kimodi" Chen Chuan said.