After scaring Liu Mingcheng away, Hong Dali followed Ji Zhiruo back to class. On the way, Hong Dali stuffed the bank card with 500,000 yuan into Ji Zhiruo's hand and smiled. "This is for you. Thank you for speaking up for me just now."
Ji Zhiruo's family could be considered multi-millionaires. Otherwise, how could she study in the most expensive private school in Tianjing City? However, although her family background was not bad, it was obviously not enough compared to Hong Dali's. This 500,000 was not a small amount to her. The girl was so scared that her face turned red. She anxiously said, "Young Master Dali, I can't accept this money!"
"If I tell you to accept it, just accept it. What's with all this nonsense?" Hong Dali did not care. 500,000 yuan was an astronomical figure to others, but to him, it was just a day's allowance. Of course, he still needed Ji Zhiruo's help. "Oh right, do you know how to drive? Liu Mingcheng, drive my car to the school gate after school in the afternoon. I'll ask my lackeys to keep the loot. "As he spoke, he handed over the car keys that Liu Mingcheng had handed over to him.
"Alright, alright then …" Although Ji Zhiruo didn't want to accept the money, she didn't dare to disobey Hong Dali's orders. She nervously accepted the money and softly asked, "Young Master Dali, are you really alright just now?"
"I'm fine. What can happen to me?" Hong Dali's health had reached 45 points. Although it was still a lot worse than the average person, he had purposely fallen just now. Since he was mentally prepared, there would not be any problems.
As they walked, Hong Dali would occasionally secretly observe Ji Zhiruo.
In terms of beauty, this girl was far from his fiancée, Tang Muxin. She was almost on par with Ling Xiaoyi, but she was gentle and responsible. It was a good thing to have such a classmate.
Of course, the most important thing was to understand the class he was in. With this girl's help, it would be much easier.
Soon, they arrived at the door of the Death Class, Year 2 Class 14. From afar, Hong Dali could hear the deafening noise coming from the classroom. Of course, this was not the main point. What really caught his attention was Tang Muxin waiting at the classroom door.
"Go in first. Help me bring my bag in." Although Hong Dali didn't know which seat he was in, he was quick-witted and directly stuffed his bag into Ji Zhiruo's hands. In this way, when he entered the classroom, his seat would be where his bag was. It was very simple.
"En, okay, then I'll go in first." Ji Zhiruo took the pure alligator skin bag that was worth tens of thousands of yuan and said, "Young Master Dali, be careful. There are many things in the classroom, don't drop them."
"Okay, I understand." After sending Ji Zhiruo off, Hong Dali walked up to Tang Muxin and asked curiously, "You came here to look for me?"
Tang Muxin looked Hong Dali up and down. Her tone was much gentler than usual. "Dali, I heard from my classmates that you fell just now. I was a little anxious, so I came to take a look. Are you alright? "As he said that, he carefully looked up and down again.
"Ah, it's fine, it's fine." Hong Dali was surprised by Tang Muxin's words. "Speaking of which, haven't you always disliked me? Why did you take the initiative to come here today?"
This lass had always been very mindful of his identity as a prodigal and rarely treated him kindly. It was beyond Hong Dali's expectations that she would come here today to show concern for him.
Seeing that there was no one around, Tang Muxin blushed and softly said, "Who … who took the initiative? I was thinking, no matter … no matter what, I am your fiancée now, and you have always been weak. I was afraid that you would get hurt … "
At least this lass had a conscience. Actually, Hong Dali didn't blame Tang Muxin at all for not being nice to him.
He was a prodigal, but Tang Muxin was an outstanding girl who excelled in all aspects. It was completely reasonable that he wasn't liked by her. If she was in a hurry to marry him, it would mean that she was materialistic and had a problem with her character.
Therefore, Hong Dali had never been angry at her. Hearing her say that, Hong Dali's tone was unusually gentle. "Thank you in advance. I'm fine, don't worry. I'm in good condition now." Alas, before he could say more, his tone changed again. "Oh right, I asked Xiaoyi to get the dogs. Come with me tonight? There are Tibetan Mastiffs, Chow Chows, Huskies, Samoyed. There should be a few hundred of them. I plan to squander even more tonight. If there aren't enough houses, I'll buy a few hundred more. "
"You … you only know how to squander!" Tang Muxin was so angry that her face turned red. "I'm ignoring you. You bought so many houses in that lousy place just to raise dogs. How infuriating!"
"Aye? It's not that serious, right? It's a house in Tianjing City. It's the capital. I can only be considered a small squandering if I buy a fixed property. Why are you reacting so strongly? "Hong Dali couldn't help but want to argue with her." I still think it's a small squandering! "
"Go and squander. I'm going back to class!" Tang Muxin let out a soft humph, her pink lips forming a pout as she turned around and ran away.
"Is it that scary?" Hong Dali sniffled. "Forget it. I'll go back to class first. I woke up so early today. I need to catch up on sleep."
…
At the same time, Tianjing City Government Building, 12th floor, Mayor's office.
"Mayor Jiang, I'm sorry to disturb you so early. Did I disturb you?" Hong Dali's father, Hong Weiguo, leaned back on the sofa in the office and smiled at Mayor Jiang, who was writing at his desk.
Mayor Jiang was about 50 years old. He had a square face, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. He looked similar to Zhu Simao, the skit actor Hong Dali had seen on Earth. They both looked like good people. It was unknown what he was writing at that moment, but he replied, "Old Hong, don't joke around. We don't need to be so polite with each other. But I'm also quite curious. What business do you have with me? "
Hong Weiguo took a sip of tea. When Mayor Jiang's secretary left and only he and Mayor Jiang were left in the office, he said, "Actually, it's all because of my prodigal son."
"Your Dali?" Mayor Jiang frowned and asked curiously, "Did something happen to him? But that's not right. Your expression doesn't look like it. But under normal circumstances, you wouldn't care about him squandering, right? "
"I wouldn't care about normal circumstances. But this time, it's different," Hong Weiguo said slowly. "I don't know what happened to this prodigal last night. He actually bought some properties at Ye Lai Xiang in the West Fourth Loop. He said he wanted to raise dogs there."
"Dali bought properties to raise dogs?" Mayor Jiang stopped writing in shock. "How much did he buy?"
"33 million worth of properties. After deducting the part he squandered, the actual value is about 30 million," Hong Weiguo said helplessly.
"What the heck!" After hearing Hong Weiguo's words, Mayor Jiang, who had always been calm and composed, instantly let out a classic curse.
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