MTL - The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace-Chapter 11 011: She looks at you like a dog
Chapter 11 011: She looks at you like a dog
Uncle Wang was taken aback.
Obviously, he also forgot about this 'lady' who came back from the country.
The Song family went up and down, and no one had ever put Song Wei in their eyes.
Uncle Wang immediately started the car and left.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the school gate.
It's been an hour since the end of school, and the front of the school is a little deserted, with only a few students in twos and threes.
Song Baoyi got out of the car, "Uncle Wang, wait for me here, I'll find my sister."
"OK."
the other side.
Song Wei held a schoolbag in one hand and a cone in the other, and just walked on the street where people came and went.
Wearing a clean school uniform, she exudes pure beauty, and occasionally bows her head to take a bite of the cone in her hand, showing an unrepeatable agility and vigor in her youth.
has a very high rate of return, and she has the capital to make people look at it more.
"Third brother! Look! Beauty!" Wang Dengfeng, who was sitting in the car, suddenly said, and looked out the window in amazement.
Yu Tingzhi turned his eyes slightly, but there was no expression in his dark eyes.
is quite deep.
Wang Dengfeng looked back at Yu Tingzhi, "Why do I feel like I've seen this beauty somewhere! Third brother, do you feel this way?"
"No." Yu Tingzhi withdrew his gaze without a trace.
"What do you think I'm going to chase?" Wang Dengfeng was a little bit anxious, "I knew her right away, which means we have a fate."
Wang Dengfeng is more than 20 years old this year and has not been in love yet.
Snapped-
Yu Tingzhi took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said in a low voice, "Do you know what the IQ of ordinary people is?"
Wang Dengfeng was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Yu Tingzhi to ask such a ridiculous question, "How much?"
Yu Tingzhi flicked the ash on his fingertips, "The average IQ of ordinary people is around 110, and the average IQ of dogs is around 50."
"Does this have anything to do with me chasing that beauty?" Wang Dengfeng asked.
Yu Tingzhi said slowly: "According to the face, the girl's IQ is at least as high as 200."
"So what?" Wang Dengfeng asked.
Yu Tingzhi is not in a hurry, "So, she looks at you like a dog."
Wang Dengfeng: "." Thank you, I was insulted.
After a while, Wang Dengfeng said a little unwillingly: "Third brother, didn't you just read a few books? Have you really learned how to face?"
This is also a type of Yu Tingzhi's ignorance.
Other people read philosophy books, financial newspapers, and various historical books, but Yu Tingzhi read books about Feng Shui for beginners, Daquan physiognomy, and yin and yang house records.
"Today, your hall is black, and there is a disaster of blood." Yu Tingzhi's thin lips parted lightly.
"Bragging!" Wang Dengfeng disagreed.
Next second!
boom!
The driver in the front seat suddenly slammed on the brakes.
Wang Dengfeng's chin hit the center console directly.
"Grass! It hurts so much!" Wang Dengfeng reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth.
The driver immediately turned around and apologized, "Young Master Wang, Master Yu, I'm so sorry, someone suddenly crossed the road just now."
"It's okay." Yu Tingzhi said, "You keep driving."
Wang Dengfeng looked at the blood stains on his fingers, then turned to look at Yu Tingzhi in the back seat, and suddenly fell into deep thought.
Not long.
The car was parked in front of a clubhouse.
Wang Dengfeng first opened the door and got out of the car, then went around to the back seat and took out his wheelchair, "Third brother."
Yu Tingzhi put the cigarette **** in the ashtray, put his hand on Wang Dengfeng's hand, and got into a wheelchair.
Wang Dengfeng pushed a wheelchair into the clubhouse, and the person in charge greeted him, "Young Master Wang, Mr. Yu."
"Manager Zhou, the old rules." Wang Dengfeng said.
"OK."
Manager Zhou took the two to the regular private room.
The elegant room is very large and luxurious, very palace decoration, very in line with the temperament of a playboy.
Wang Dengfeng pushed his wheelchair all the way to an inconspicuous door in the innermost corner and stopped.
open the door.
The scene in front of me changed instantly.
Different from the palace-style decoration outside, this small room is full of scholarly atmosphere, retro and elegant. There is a low table next to the window. There is a screen in front of the short table to divide the room into two sections. Above the short table is also hung. The bead curtain, as long as the person behind the screen puts down the bead curtain, it can block the sight of the person sitting opposite the short table.
"You go to the contact person." Yu Tingzhi said.
"Okay." Wang Dengfeng nodded and walked outside.
After the door closed, Yu Tingzhi took out his mobile phone, opened a website, and then transferred to a chat page.
The chat page above was still half a month ago.
CY: May 9 at the Royal Court Club.
TZ: Good.
Today is the 11th, he came to the club twice, but CY still disappeared.
Yu Tingzhi just sat in front of him, his long legs folded together, his index finger tapped the mahogany table repeatedly, and his thin lips were pursed, making it difficult to understand what he was thinking.
CY is the most mysterious hacker in the hacker world.
TZ is the founder of Hacker Union.
Neither of them have ever seen each other.
This meeting is because of a case in country Y.
But for some reason, CY suddenly missed the appointment.
Ten minutes later, Yu Tingzhi pushed his wheelchair and came outside.
"Young Master Yu! Come have a drink!" A young man with yellow hair held a bottle of wine towards Yu Tingzhi who was in a wheelchair.
Yu Tingzhi picked up the wine bottle, "Don't get drunk today!"
"Don't get drunk!"
A group of people roared.
Manager Zhou, who was standing outside the door, heard the movement and shook his head meaningfully.
These ignorant and ignorant children of the rich family are really drunk at the moment, living like parasites, drunk and dreaming of death.
Just when the atmosphere was the most exciting, Yu Tingzhi's cell phone rang.
After took over the phone, he waved to Wang Dengfeng.
"What happened to the third brother?" The music in the private room was so loud, Wang Dengfeng ran over and asked loudly.
I don't know what Yu Tingzhi said, when Wang Dengfeng heard it, he immediately put away his dangling expression, "I'll take you back right away." When the words fell, he immediately put down the wine glass and pushed up the wheelchair.
Seeing that the two were leaving suddenly, Huang Mao immediately chased after them, "Brother Dengfeng, why did you guys leave?"
"The third brother is in a hurry, so I have to go back. You guys are having fun. I'll pay for it today."
"okay!"
After half an hour.
Yu family mansion.
Wang Dengfeng just pushed his wheelchair to the door when he heard the energetic voice of Mr. Yu in the mansion.
"I said that you brothers and sisters-in-law, how do you usually take care of Tingzhi? If Tingzhi doesn't come back so late, you don't know how to call and ask?"
immortal.
Obviously they are his grandchildren and daughter-in-law, but this old man knows that he is partial to Yu Tingzhi.
Zheng Yuerong was so angry that she could not wait to bite her silver teeth. She tried to speak several times, but was silently suppressed by Yu Tingyuan.
Thinking about it with your toes, you should know that the sudden return of Mr. Yu from abroad must be for the marriage of Yu Tingzhi and Song Baoyi.
If on the day of the engagement, the Song family suddenly knew that Song Baoyi, a talented girl, had been replaced by a country bumpkin, the scene would have been extremely exciting.
Mr. Yu's heart is not good, and it is not impossible to be directly angry.
Thinking of this, Yu Tingyuan narrowed his eyes.
The eldest of the Yu family, Yu Tingye, and his wife, Yang Zixuan, are also very unaccustomed to the eccentric appearance of Mr. Yu.
Yu Tingzhi is just a waste who can't support the wall, but Mr. Yu is blind, and regards Yu Tingzhi as a treasure in his hand.
Yang Zixuan couldn't help but say, "Grandpa, look at what you said, you're not a three-year-old child, we can't watch him all the time!"
This is a pun.
After all, in their eyes, Yu Tingzhi is a waste that is worse than a three-year-old child.
Little fairies, good morning duck^_^
See you tomorrow~
(end of this chapter)
