The Days of Being a Boss at School

Zhang's father travels outside all year round, he rarely returns to X City, and often gives pocket money together for several months. The pocket money given this time is also quite generous. Zhang Xueyuan sat in the seat, with his long legs crossed, he slowly counted his 'assets', his soft hair was close to the outline of her face, and the boy who didn't smile had a dangerous aura all over his body, and he was born in the sun. The face was shaking and the heart was beating.

One thousand, two thousand...

until-

"Brother Zhang, we bumped into your father just now! Your father is so handsome!" The red-haired boy said with a dog-legged smile, "We even talked to him!"

They originally planned to leave after eavesdropping, but they never expected Wu Qiong to propose to listen again. Then everyone looked at the back of their boss and left gracefully. A 'friendly chat'.

"Oh?" The handsome school bully raised his eyebrows casually, "What did you guys talk about?" He put his long legs on the table and raised his mocking peach eyes. Not to mention others, even Wu Qiong, who has some prejudice against Zhang Xueyuan, thinks this person's skin is quite good.

What can we talk about! The elders who can teach Brother Zhang to be obedient and obedient by reaching out their hands, everyone can only be frightened and call uncle hello in a proper manner. As rebellious as Wu Qiong, she honestly called her uncle. Only the red-haired boy leaned forward with a smile, and said: "Hello, uncle, we are all classmates of Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang takes good care of us in school."

"Uncle Zhang is really good-looking, no wonder he can give birth to someone as good as Brother Zhang!"

"Everyone likes Brother Zhang! Brother Zhang is amazing and protects us..."

Geng Wenshu pursed his lips, not very happy. If only he could talk like the red-haired boy. Geng Xueba, who is very sensitive to people's emotions, lowered his head and whispered, "I don't think your father likes me."

"It's okay, he probably thinks you are too handsome." Zhang Xueyuan stretched, patted his shoulder and sighed in a "melancholy", saying, "I often get beaten up by me for being too good-looking. Dad bullied." It was precisely because of this that her skills were also exercised.

"But I think Brother Zhang, your father likes me very much." The red-haired boy said proudly.

Jin Yuze at the back also nodded enviously, "Yes, I feel that Ye Ye can talk so well, my uncle must like him very much."

The red-haired boy is called Ye Ruida, and he usually squints very darkly. But this time, it seems that because of the approval of the parents, I am happy like a kindergarten child with more than 100 pounds.

Yeah?

Zhang Xueyuan clicked on the WeChat message sent to him by his father.

- "I met your classmate... That redhead is too noisy! Gulu Gulu doesn't even know what he's talking about!" Zhang Xueyuan silently raised his head and looked at a face that was almost as bright as a sunflower. The self-confidence of my little brother was destroyed.

As she thought so, she typed on her phone skillfully, "Then what do you think of the one with glasses?"

"It's not very good, the person I dislike the most in this group of people is him."

Zhang Xueyuan: …

Whisper! She reached out and touched the head of her roommate at the same table, and in order to comfort her younger brother, she betrayed her father unconscionably. "It's okay, he's not very good at aesthetics."

When she was about to take advantage of the victory and wanted to ask Xueba for a copy of her homework, her phone vibrated. Zhang Xueyuan opened her phone and narrowed her eyes slightly.

………………

The dark stairway of the second year of high school.

The usually bright and beautiful girl stood there with her mobile phone, her face hidden in the darkness seemed to have tears in her face, "I have no money! I really have no money!"

The male voice across from him was anxious: "How can you possibly have no money? I checked the bracelet on your hand and the gift you brought home. They are all famous brands! Now you can't say such things?! You Brother is waiting for your help now!"

Xiao Yue's family is not very rich either. Simply X-high has scholarships and tuition waivers for students with good grades. Only then was she able to break free from the patriarchal family and come here to study.

I have already avoided it, why bother to torture myself? ! After all, he was his own brother, if he really let it go...

"I really don't have any money!" Xiao Yue said in a low voice aggrieved: "Those gifts were given to me by others, not bought by me." She took them back just to show off. She got good grades, so she was specially recruited into this school. Because of this, she was born in a poor family, and she especially disliked the group of second-generation ancestors in the seventh class, a group of people who only knew about campus bullying and did not study hard at all! But out of vanity, she did not return the gift from Zhang Xueyuan.

At least others would show an envious look to her at such a time.

And these are what he is willing to give, not what he forced him to give!

"It was given to you by someone else? Why did someone else send you away if you didn't have a kiss?" The male voice over there sneered, "Could it be that you fell in love in high school? It's really like your dead mother, shameless You bitch!" He cursed twice, his tone even worse. "Anyway, if you have the ability, hurry up and get your brother a hundred thousand!" At the end, the male voice laughed grimly, and threatened viciously: "If you can't get this money, I will go to your school to find you. Have a good chat with your boyfriend!"

He really knew his daughter too well, and she would definitely not let herself do this kind of thing with a strong temper.

The man who hung up the phone was triumphant, fortunately she had raised a good-looking cash cow. If she could hook up with a few more rich second-generations, even if she was a mistress, maybe she and her son would not have to worry about it for the rest of their lives.

"Dad." The teenager listened to the whole process and said with a cowardly look on his face, "Will my sister help me?"

He is not sick, he owes money from outside. After I took the money, I invited my friends to dinner, and the rest was rewarded to the miscellaneous anchors. I was approached two days ago before I knew I was afraid...

The man's eyes widened, and he said in a rough voice, "I am her father! That life was given by me! Does she dare not listen to me?"

A trace of joy flashed in the boy's eyes, but he shrank into a ball again in fear of his father's aura.

"Bah, what kind of thing did I raise! A bitch, a bum!" The man spit on the ground. This is a small room in the village, and there is a strange and unpleasant smell everywhere.

- "Xiao Zi, come out and play cards!" Someone outside came looking for someone again.

"Damn, I went to play cards with Lao Tzu again. I won so much money from Lao Tzu yesterday! Today Lao Tzu will let them all spit it out!"

The man scolded a few words, got excited, took the clothes and lifted his legs out.

………………

Xiao Yue bit her lips so white that her legs softened when she heard that her father was coming to school. Her father is a jerk, and what he says must be done. And for the so-called heirloom younger brother, he can really do anything. I have always been proud in front of Zhang Xueyuan, if he finds out this time...

The kind of rich second generation who always bullies people still doesn't know how to treat themselves...

However, that's a full 100,000!

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Tears came down, and she clenched the old mobile phone in her hand. Almost all the second-generation rich in Class 7 have the latest mobile phone, and they are not afraid of the teacher when they play it openly in their hands. But as for myself, there is only one worn-out mobile phone, which is less than two or three hundred.

This is the difference between people...

She leaned weakly against the wall behind her, her eyes were full of resignation, she opened her phone, found Zhang Xueyuan's WeChat, gritted her teeth, and shed tears and typed word by word. "Zhang Xueyuan, can you lend me 100,000 yuan? I can give you an IOU, please."

The other side replied quickly, "I can borrow it or not charge you any interest..."

The implication is clearly that he wants to take advantage of her, but now he can only be slaughtered by others. Xiao Yue's lips were almost bleeding from her bite. She didn't like Zhang Xueyuan, even if others envied his pursuit. But in her opinion, this is a waste who relies on the power of the family, and the grades are the bottom of the whole second year of high school...

But now...

"I can be your girlfriend before you pay off the money." Xiao Yue closed her eyes and let the tears flow, feeling extremely humiliated at the moment.

Zhang Xueyuan looked at the news: ? ? ? ?

Wait, she just wanted to kindly help this heroine from a poor family, why did she suddenly develop PY trading? Don't bully her for not reading romance novels. Isn't this kind of plot exclusive to the male protagonist?

Zhang Xueyuan couldn't help but look up at the male protagonist who was writing and writing in front of him, and suddenly realized: Oh, yes, this guy seems to be much poorer than her now.

Be pitied.

Ah, this inexplicable feeling of expansion is really cool.