Pei Feng nodded and looked at Xu Lu, who was stunned. He said lightly, "It's a piece of cake for me. It depends on whether I'm willing or not. If I'm willing, it can be done in an instant. If I'm not willing, I'm sorry, find someone else. Xu Lu, do you understand what I mean? "
Xu Lu was speechless.
…
Not far away, five or six girls dressed in evening gowns of various colors were gathered together, frequently looking in Pei Feng's direction.
"Who's that man? Is he Zhuang Feiyu's friend? "
"I don't think I've seen him before. Zhuang Feiyu is so intimate with him. Is he … her boyfriend?"
"No way. He looks very ordinary. He's neither tall nor handsome. How could Zhuang Feiyu like such a person? "
"That's right. He's even wearing a school uniform … This must be his first time here. It's so funny."
"Is it possible that he's from a rich family? Maybe his family just moved to Shanghai?"
At this time, a beautiful girl in a dark purple evening gown sneered and said, "What rich second generation? He's just a country bumpkin from our school. I really don't know how he got in here."
"Qianqian, do you know him?"
It was Ding Qianqian who sneered. She was also a regular at this antique exchange party. She was shocked to see Pei Feng here.
"Yes, he's from our class. He has nothing. He's just a poor loser."
Speaking of this, she said in a low voice with a gloating face, "I don't know if Zhuang Feiyu is crazy. She doesn't want a bunch of rich second generation handsome guys in her school. She just likes this poor guy who only knows how to fight!"
"Ah? He's really Zhuang Feiyu's boyfriend? Oh my god! "
The other girls were shocked.
It should be known that Zhuang Feiyu was famous for her high standards in the circle. Not to mention ordinary rich second generation young masters, even several popular young stars couldn't catch up with her.
She didn't expect that she would really get into a relationship … Furthermore, it was with such a lowly looking loser.
Originally, they did not think that Pei Feng was particularly bad just by looking at his appearance. At most, he was just an ordinary person. However, after Ding Qianqian said that, in their eyes, Pei Feng instantly became the kind of trash that the girls in school looked down upon the most.
"Zhuang Feiyu is still too naive. How could she be fooled by such a loser? Tsk tsk, I'm going to suffer in the future. "
"She's probably just playing around, but her taste is really unique … For example, if I want to play with a loser, I'd at least choose a handsome loser and dump him after I'm done. She's too ordinary."
"Exactly, exactly."
These girls all had extraordinary family backgrounds. The lowest net worth among them was close to a hundred million. Among them, a few of them were studying abroad all year round. How could they possibly be interested in an ordinary-looking poor person like Pei Feng?
"No, I have to persuade her later. If she's not playing around and is serious, that's really not good. She'll suffer a lot!"
The girl who spoke was the oldest among the five or six girls. Her name was Luo Mei, and she was already in her fourth year of university.
When she was in high school, she liked a boy from a very poor family. For this boy, not only did she have an abortion, but she also fell out with her family. However, because of a long-distance relationship, in the second year of university, the boy heartlessly dumped her and hooked up with a second-generation rich girl.
After three years of dating, the boy ate her food, used her things, and spent a lot of her money. In the end, this was the result. Because of this, she completely hated loser men and swore that she would never fall in love with a loser again in this life.
"That's not good, Sister Luo … This is his private matter. Why are you going to persuade him?"
"No, I can't just watch him jump into a fire pit. This kind of loser is the most disgusting!"
At the same time, a Maybach sports car arrived at the parking lot outside Idle Cloud Villa.
After parking the car, two young men got out of the car. One was tall and powerful, with thick eyebrows and wide eyes, wearing a black trench coat. The other was in a suit and leather shoes, and his hair was combed back.
"Dong, are you sure Zhuang Feiyu is here today?"
"Of course I'm sure. Look, Zhang Peipei just sent me a message. Don't worry, Brother Zhan."
The young man in the trench coat nodded, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. "Come, let's go in."
…
Those who participated in the antique collection exchange were all upper-class people. These people were generally divided into two groups. One group was the real big shots in Shanghai. They were mainly big shots in the business and political circles, and there were fewer people in the military. For these big shots, the antique collection exchange was just an opportunity and an entry point. Their real purpose was to make contact and expand their network.
These people were all important in various industries, and they were big shots who could summon the wind and summon the rain. Mutual benefit and win-win cooperation were the natural choice of people in their circle. And the antique collection exchange … happened to provide such a special platform. Starting from a common interest, it was easier to negotiate a cooperation.
The other group of people were the young second generation who followed their parents here to broaden their horizons and have fun.
Their circle was a circle that needed to grow and mature. They had to make contact early so that their circle could gradually integrate into the circle of their parents, and finally complete the inheritance of the next generation. After a few years, the circle of the young second generation … would be the mainstream circle of society.
From the moment she saw Pei Feng, Zhuang Feiyu didn't want to leave. She pulled Xu Lu to sit opposite him and chattered non-stop. Pei Feng originally wanted to eat to his heart's content, but his plan to eat a few more plates was forced to be put on hold.
Although there were many people in the club, among the young girls, Zhuang Feiyu and Xu Lu were the most beautiful and eye-catching pair.
The brilliance of natural beauty … really couldn't be covered by luxurious clothes and exquisite makeup. Girls like Zhuang Feiyu and Xu Lu were the focus no matter where they went. It was the same in this club.
"Hey, who is that guy in the school uniform? Zhuang Feiyu seems to like him very much. She keeps looking at him with a smile. "
"Where did this mongrel come from? He came here in the school uniform … and he even seduced Zhuang Feiyu and Xu Lu!"
"He is so ugly. I'm much more handsome than him!"
"It doesn't matter that you are handsome. Zhuang Feiyu doesn't even care about you. Hahaha."
"Damn it. She even wiped his mouth. So intimate? Could this guy be her boyfriend?! "
Zhuang Feiyu did not look like she belonged to the circle of rich second generations. Many of the young rich second generations felt that it was a little inconceivable. Zhuang Feiyu was a frequent guest at the antique collection exchange, and there were many rich second generations who coveted her. However, Zhuang Feiyu was very reserved and aloof in such an occasion. She had never been so intimate with someone before, and she was smiling so happily.
What the hell was going on? Who was this guy in the school uniform? How could he make Zhuang Feiyu, who had her eyes on the top of her head, become so timid and helpless?
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