lunch time.
Fang Hui and Lin Jiamo saw the new mobile phones in each other's hands. Although their mobile phones were not exactly the same, they could tell that they were both new.
And no student carries a mobile phone nowadays, so it is obvious where the two of them got their new mobile phones.
However, Fang Hui and Lin Jiamo tacitly agreed not to mention this matter.
Fang Hui felt a little jealous, but she couldn't care less about Ye Haoran's relationship as a friend who was more than a lover.
It's just that I'm angry with this best friend.
As for Lin Jiamo, it is normal to be jealous. Fortunately, she has confirmed the relationship with Ye Haoran and feels at ease. At the same time, she also knows that Fang Hui and Ye Haoran are close. Regarding the gift of a mobile phone, in order not to embarrass Ye Haoran, remained silent.
At the same time, he put away his mobile phone, took out his lunch box and placed it on Ye Haoran's table.
Pulling up two stools, the three of them gathered together and started eating lunch.
Fang Hui still brought pure meat dishes. I don’t know how she grew taller. She only ate meat but didn’t grow any meat. She still looked thin.
Ye Haoran decided to find time to test Fang Hui to see where her flesh had grown.
Lin Jiamo's lunch meat and vegetable combination is quite reasonable.
As for Ye Haoran.
When I opened the lunch box, it was empty.
Fang Hui and Lin Jiamo naturally put rice and vegetables into Ye Haoran's lunch box, and Ye Haoran ate happily after another meal.
Others are very sour.
Ninety percent of the boys in the class were jealous.
"Why are you so arrogant? It's embarrassing for him to eat other people's food without bringing any food."
Zhao Ye slurped down the contents of his lunch box and couldn't help but complain a few words.
The girl in the front seat happened to hear it, and she laughed and said, "What! No one brings you food, you feel unbalanced? If you were more handsome, someone would bring it to you."
Chen Xun took a piece of meat from Zhao Ye's lunch box.
"Stop talking and eat quickly."
Chen Xun was also unbalanced. He wrote so many small notes to Fang Hui, but there was no reply at all. This was the first time that Chen Xun was hit so hard.
However, his thoughts did not waver, and he planned to write an affectionate note after finishing the meal.
Only Qiao Ran ate silently, occasionally glancing at Fang Hui secretly.
"Hey, let me tell you, Fang Hui and Lin Jiamo are blind. How can Ye Haoran be a good person? Sooner or later, they will be abandoned by Ye Haoran."
They are a trio of good friends. Zhao Ye's words offended two people. This should be considered one of his specialties.
Seeing the unkind looks in Chen Xun and Qiao Ran's eyes, Zhao Ye asked uncomfortably, "Why are you two looking at me like that? I'm not wrong!"
Zhao Ye has given up pursuing Lin Jiamo. He tried his best and failed to get any favor from Lin Jiamo. Instead, he was warned by Lin Jiamo.
So it's normal for Zhao Ye to feel unhappy.
After finishing their meal, Chen Xun and Qiao Ran left Zhao Ye's desk together.
Precisely because the two of them knew Zhao Ye's personality, they didn't want to say more. No matter how much they said, he wouldn't understand.
Ye Haoran had just finished eating and took the paper towel handed by Fang Hui to wipe his mouth.
Lin Jiamo took the lunch box and cleaned it.
"Ye Haoran, Teacher Hou asked you to go to the office."
Sun Jiaming returned to the classroom from outside, stood at the door and shouted loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not hear. ….
After Ye Haoran waved his hand to show that he knew, he said to Fang Hui: "Sit here and look at your schoolbag. The money is all in it."
"Go quickly, I'm not going anywhere."
As soon as Ye Haoran got up from his seat, Fang Hui sat over and held Ye Haoran's schoolbag in his arms, bidding farewell to Ye Haoran with serious eyes.
The serious look almost made Ye Haoran laugh.
After walking out of the teaching building, he took out his mobile phone and took a look, then sent a message to each of Yang Xiaoyun and Xia Lin.
The way he holds his mobile phone makes other students envious. In the student group
In the human body, mobile phones are a rare thing.
Walk into the teaching building again and come to the classroom office.
'Dongdongdong, gently knock on the office door.
"Come in!"
Pushing the door open, Teacher Hou was grading homework. When he saw Ye Haoran come in, he put down the red pen in his hand, picked up the water glass and took a sip and said, "Why did you go yesterday? If you didn't ask for leave, you'd skip class. Do you know what you are doing now?" The task is to learn, not to do anything else.”
It started with a lecture and standard teacher-style management.
Ye Haoran shrugged.
"There is no way. My mother passed away early and my father disappeared. A family worth millions must be managed by someone. Otherwise, even if I study well, I will end up bankrupt. Teacher Hou, what do you think the point of my study is?"
Ye Haoran's words left Teacher Hou speechless.
The purpose of learning is to become a talent in the future, to live a better life, and to be more general, to make more money.
To say that we simply generate electricity for love and contribute to society is somewhat false and empty.
After all, high school students are not elementary school students, and even elementary school students are no longer so easy to deal with.
Teacher Hou knew something about Ye Haoran's mother passing away and his father abandoning his wife and children, so she could condone Ye Haoran's eccentric behavior.
Otherwise, based on Ye Haoran's style, teachers and deans would definitely be staring at him every day.
The other teachers in the office looked sideways when they heard Ye Haoran's words. No one expected that this student, who was usually unconventional and had good test scores, turned out to be a rich man.
What they don't know is that Ye Haoran is a pure negative person. All the money belongs to the bank, and the rent also belongs to the bank.
Fortunately, the current market situation is good, and there is still some surplus every month, otherwise Ye Haoran would really have to sell his land to make up for the loss.
Teacher Hou was scolded, but he didn't feel unhappy at all. Instead, he said, "If there is an emergency, you should ask for leave from the teacher instead of skipping class. After all, I am still your teacher and should know where you are going."
Ye Haoran knew Teacher Hou's kindness and nodded to show that he understood.
Teacher Hou said with concern again: "If you have any difficulties, you can tell the teacher. Don't take the wrong path."
Ye Haoran joked with a smile: "It's a little difficult. Bank loan approvals have been a bit slow recently, but it's not a big problem."
"Well...."
Teacher Hou wanted to change his words and talk about the difficulties in life, but after thinking about it, he decided not to bring trouble to himself.
"Okay, let's go back to class first. If you have something to do in the future, you can ask for leave. If it's too late, ask your classmates to ask for leave."
After coming and saying a few words, Ye Haoran was invited back again.
Although there was no problem, Ye Haoran was still very grateful to Teacher Hou for his concern.
As soon as I left, the office turned into a vegetable market.
"Teacher Hou, you are an amazing student. You have millions. How can a student be so rich?"
"That's right, Teacher Hou, we can't let students make mistakes."
"What does he do to be so rich?"
All the teachers care about is Ye Haoran's assets, and no one cares about why Ye Haoran skipped class.
Teacher Hou said with a little arrogance on his face: "Ye Haoran is the only one left at home. I also heard that he bought a lot of shops with bank loans and rented them out. He should make a lot of money in a month, but still Studying is important. Fortunately, his academic performance has not fallen behind. He was still ranked among the top five in the class last time he took the exam, and his results are pretty good."
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