The power of money is indeed strong.
In the face of interests, Liang Dongcai's past kindness is completely worthless.
In addition, this guy is not very kind, arrogant, and likes to show off.
More importantly, after Chen Zhizhou became the class monitor, the class fee does not need to be paid.
Two hundred thousand is a huge sum of money for every student present.
On average, it is more than 3,500 yuan per person.
Liang Dongcai has never been so generous. No matter how rich his family is, he just shows off from time to time.
How can Chen Zhizhou be so honest?
"Class monitor Chen!"
"Class monitor Chen!"
"Class monitor Chen!"
...
The classroom rang with uniform voices, deafening.
Even the class teacher saw such a scene for the first time and was quite shocked.
Liang Dongcai's eyes were bloodshot, I don't accept it!
"You are a gigolo, you must have gotten the money from Zuo Yan."
"Otherwise, with your ability, you can't make so much money."
Chen Zhizhou gave him a contemptuous look, "If you don't agree, you can call your dad."
Chen Zhizhou didn't want to pay attention to this pretender.
In the future, he will be the class monitor and he will be the deputy class monitor.
He has to listen to him.
Seeing the enthusiasm of the classmates, Chen Zhizhou waved his hand and said, "This weekend, we will try to organize a social gathering with the freshmen, and I will pay for all the expenses."
"Ah?"
When the classmates heard the news, the classroom was boiling again.
"The class monitor is mighty!"
"The class monitor is open-minded!"
"The class monitor is yyds!"
...
A large group of male and female classmates rushed to the podium, picked up Chen Zhizhou and threw him to the ceiling.
The classroom was full of cheers and the atmosphere was particularly warm.
Several bold girls screamed, "Chen Zhizhou, I love you!"
The male classmates even offered their knees unconditionally, only Liang Dongcai could dig out a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment with his toes.
This should have been his own glory, but this poor loser stole the limelight.
Damn it, it's okay that his girlfriend was stolen, but he also stole the title of class monitor.
Liang Dongcai's eyes were so red that they almost bled.
He ran outside the classroom to make a phone call, "Dad, give me 500,000 yuan, I want revenge!"
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Liang Dong yelled hysterically, "Dad, my class leader was robbed again."
"Give me 500,000 yuan, I want to get it back."
"Damn it, he is a poor loser, why should he ride on my head!"
...
After a long time, he heard a faint sigh from the other end, "Son, it's not that dad doesn't want to give it to you, dad is also in trouble now."
"In this stock market crash, all the funds were trapped, we were surrounded by dumplings."
"No more, I'm mortgaging my property to see if I can make up for the position."
Beep beep beep...
After the phone was hung up, Liang Dong collapsed to the ground powerlessly.
His father was in the fund business, and the millions of profits every year made Liang Dong a little proud.
The family lived in a villa, drove a luxury car, and lived a wealthy life that most people could not imagine.
This time he gambled all his worth and smashed it all in the stock market.
He was about to achieve all his life goals and double his assets, but he didn't expect a sudden stock market crash, leaving him no chance to escape.
He was buried in it like most hot money and institutions.
Directly suffocated!
How could he care about such trivial matters as his son?
After the election of class leaders was settled, Yi Langgao and Wang Jue looked at Chen Zhizhou with envy.
"Zuo Yan is so good to you!"
"..."
Chen Zhizhou was depressed. What does Zuo Yan have to do with it?
Of course, Zuo Yan also brought him another kind of happiness after adulthood.
Yi Langgao said to Wang Jue, "We are different. We have to work hard on our own."
"..."
Chen Zhizhou was defeated by these two again. It seems that they all think that this is Zuo Yan's money.
He is eating gigolo rice.
But Wang Jue was very cooperative and said, "Yes, it is said that behind every successful man, there is a woman who silently pays for him."
Of course, there may also be a group of women waiting for him to pay.
During class, Chen Zhizhou's WeChat kept vibrating.
Many girls in the class who had never greeted Chen Zhizhou sent him friend requests.
Some boys also came to join in the fun.
Chen Zhizhou glanced at his phone after class and saw dozens of friend requests.
He was now the class monitor, and he should not be too stubborn. Chen Zhizhou agreed to all of them.
But he seemed to have underestimated these passionate girls.
Soon,
"Class monitor, I love you!"
Puff --
Chen Zhizhou's heart was trembling.
"Class monitor, are you free in the evening? I'll invite you to the library -- the grove behind."
"Class monitor, I want to get up with you."
"Class monitor, do you mind having another girlfriend?"
...
In just two or three minutes, he received more than a dozen such messages.
Chen Zhizhou could only pretend not to see them and ignore them all.
At noon, he made an appointment with Zuo Yan for lunch.
"You are the class monitor now?"
"You are well-informed. Did you plant a spy in our class?"
Zuo Yan rolled her eyes at him. "You made such a fuss that the whole school knows about it."
"I was forced to do it."
Chen Zhizhou was embarrassed. The news spread so fast.
But so what?
There is no need to show mercy to people like Liang Dongcai.
"I heard that many girls in your class confessed to you?"
"No! Who told you?"
"Show me your phone."
"Huh?"
Seeing Zuo Yan reaching out, Chen Zhizhou was petrified.
He didn't have time to delete many messages just now, but he still handed over the phone calmly.
Zuo Yan was very cunning. She tilted her neck and smiled with her beautiful eyes. "Are you so confident?"
"Aren't you afraid that I will check your phone?"
"I haven't done anything wrong. Why should I be afraid?"
"Okay, I believe you."
Zuo Yan returned the phone.
She sent a photo of herself to Chen Zhizhou, "I won't check your phone anymore, just change your profile picture."
"..."
Women are indeed scheming.
Chen Zhizhou pinched her face, "Okay, I'll satisfy your request."
"Come with me to the hotel tonight."
"Go!"
"Romp in the sheets?"
"..."
Zuo Yan rolled her eyes, but when she saw Chen Zhizhou changed his profile picture to her own photo, she smiled with satisfaction again.
"Love you, pig!"
"Which hotel do you want to go to?"
"No hurry, I'll book it tonight."
I'll have my own hotel in a while,
and then I'll reserve a special suite there.
"I don't want to wait any longer, let's go!"
Zuo Yan put down her lunch box, took Chen Zhizhou's hand and stood up.
"What for?"
"What for? Are you in such a hurry?"
Chen Zhizhou suddenly realized that Zuo Yan had changed.
She became more and more proactive,
but——
I like it.