After Pei Yanchen finished speaking, his heart actually hurt. He walked out of the cafeteria with a pale face and paid no attention to anyone.

Most people may not be able to understand the pain of being pitied since childhood. Logically speaking, Pei Yanchen's own conditions are excellent enough and she should not be the object of sympathy. However, she has a mentally retarded younger brother and an unfortunate family, so she has been pitied since she was a child.

Bearing the pitying looks of others was the reason why she always needed to be strong, and the reason why she didn't want Cheng Xiaoyu to help her, not just because of her tsundere.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't quite understand the sadness in Pei Yanchen's heart, so he didn't intend to chase her out. At this time, he just felt that Pei Yanchen was too sensitive, but in his heart he still felt pity for this strong girl. Seeing that Pei Yanchen was gone, there would be few

The annoying person went to eat, so he didn't plan to stay any longer, put down the stainless steel dinner plate, and planned to leave.

Several philanthropists who were stunned by the scolding came to their senses. The leader Qian always thought that Cheng Xiaoyu was pretending to be a B and wanted to run away. He said sarcastically: "Why don't you donate ten times as much as we donate? That's how you do it."

Is it appropriate to leave?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was too lazy to pay attention to these clowns. He took out his mobile phone and said to Dean Li: "Dean Li, please write down my phone number. I will come over tomorrow to complete the donation. I will donate ten times as much as they donate."

Seeing that the opportunity to tease Pei Yanchen was gone, Goatee felt unhappy. He smiled "haha" and mocked: "You don't even have a business card, and you are still pretending to be rich! Who will believe you if you give me a phone number?"

Cheng Xiaoyu had long been fed up with several hypocritical philanthropists. He turned to look at the group of people who were still chattering. He took off the Patek Philippe Starry Sky watch given by Xu Qinning in his hand, shook it and said, "Do you know me? This watch is almost four years old."

One million is not expensive, it's just the amount of your donation. If you guys don't know each other, it doesn't matter. Why don't you find an ATM to check the cash balance? Let's take a gamble. Don't bet big, who?

If my deposit is small, who will donate all the money in my account? Huh? I don’t have much cash on my card, only a few hundred million. You hurry up and gather together. Maybe several people combined have more money than I have on my card.

Woolen cloth?"

Mr. Niu, the man with a gold chain and a big belly who was closest to Cheng Xiaoyu, glanced at the Patek Philippe in Cheng Xiaoyu's hand, "Haha" and said with a nonchalant smile: "Young man, I don't recognize the brand of your watch, but with your acting skills, I

I’m convinced, it’s really a good performance.”

Only Mr. Qian, who had always been very active, stood in the middle. He looked carefully at the Patek Philippe which was emitting blue light, closed his mouth and shrank back.

Cheng Xiaoyu said expressionlessly: "Don't talk nonsense, just talk about gambling or not."

Mr. Niu pretended to be generous and said with a smile: "You don't have thousands of dollars in your bank account to bet with me, do you? That way I would be very embarrassed if I win!"

"I can't communicate with you guys." Cheng Xiaoyu was too lazy to talk. After writing down the phone number to the suspicious Dean Li, he walked out and called Wang Huasheng to pick him up.

Mr. Qian did recognize the watch and knew that the watch was expensive. He had never liked Mr. Niu who showed off his wealth, because he was the first to take a liking to the Shangda student Mr. Niu took care of. Mr. Niu was really

He offered more money, so the female student followed Mr. Niu. This had always been a thorn in his heart, so he encouraged him: "Old Niu, this is not like your style! How can you be intimidated by this kid?"

What? Just make a bet with him and teach him a bloody lesson."

How did Fatty Mr. Niu know that Mr. Qian was digging a hole for him? He hesitated and said, "Isn't this too bullying of a child?"

Mr. Qian whispered: "Is Mr. Niu afraid of losing?"

Niu was always a rough guy who would explode when he was excited and said: "How is that possible?" So he took a few steps forward and shouted to Cheng Xiaoyu who had already reached the door: "Hey! Don't you want to bet? Come and teach you, uncle.

As a human being, don't cry and call your parents later to say that I bullied you!"

Cheng Xiaoyu turned around and glanced at Fatty Mr. Niu, shook his head with pity and said, "You will regret it."

Seeing that Cheng Xiaoyu was still pretending, Mr. Niu felt unhappy. He clamped his LV bag tightly and strode forward: "Boy, don't do it. If you have money, it's better than the money you have. I don't believe you have hundreds of millions in savings and you still want to find someone."

What kind of ATM machine? I have more than 200,000 yuan in cash in my car, which should be more than the money in your card." A wealthy man like Mr. Niu doesn't like to use cards, and he likes to play cards, because the games are relatively large and the settlement is in cash.

, so I always keep about 200,000 in cash in the car, and I just used it today to pack a hand of B.

Cheng Xiaoyu, on the contrary, generally doesn't like to carry cash on his body and always carries cards. At this time, he received a text message from Wang Huasheng, saying that he had arrived at the entrance of the orphanage, so Cheng Xiaoyu said coldly: "Two hundred thousand dollars is too much to gamble.

It's boring to be young, otherwise, let's bet on cars. I don't know what kind of car you drive, and you don't know what kind of car I drive. How about we go out and take a look, and whoever has the cheaper car will get it? Of course.

, this is just the joy before the big gamble, and then we will gamble the balance on the card."

Mr. Niu laughed "haha" and felt that Cheng Xiaoyu had hit a gun. The Mercedes-Benz G65AMG he had just replaced cost almost four million yuan. Naturally, he did not give up. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he felt that it was finally time to show off.

, took out the car key from his pocket, shook it confidently and said: "Just bet, where is your car parked?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said calmly: "The door."

Dean Li on the side saw that the matter seemed to be a big deal and quickly advised him: "Classmate Cheng, don't be impulsive. Mr. Niu is the boss of 'Minghu Furniture', with a net worth of over 100 million. There is no need to do it for a moment's whim..."

..."

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said to Dean Li: "Dean Li, prepare to collect donations! I don't like his car, so I donated it to your welfare home."

Dean Li saw that Cheng Xiaoyu's expression didn't seem to be hypocritical. She really didn't know the background of this young man. Now that he was like this, she felt that she was also responsible, so she quickly walked aside and called Pei Yanchen, hoping that Pei Yanchen could persuade the child.

Pei Yanchen answered the phone quickly. She naturally had a clear understanding of Cheng Xiaoyu, and she didn't mind Cheng Xiaoyu teaching these hypocritical philanthropists a lesson, so she calmly replied: "Dean Li, just let Xiaoyu

Yu, please teach those people a lesson! Those people don’t really do charity... Xiaoyu, he was not joking when he said it would be doubled. He is rich, so don’t worry about him."

Dean Li obviously couldn't accept so much information at the same time. She also knew that Pei Yanchen would not talk nonsense, so she asked dumbfounded: "This...this...Xiao Cheng,

What is his identity?"

Pei Yanchen thought that Cheng Xiaoyu was also a public figure and there was really nothing to hide his identity, so he said: "I'm not too sure about the details. 'Shanghe' is his family's company... The market value has already been

It’s over 100 billion, and he himself is also a director and producer. This year’s box office hit a domestic record of 2 billion, and it was he who made it... There are other backgrounds, but I don’t know.

It's..."

Dean Li gasped and planned to stop Mr. Niu. After all, Mr. Niu was here for charity, and she didn't want unpleasant things to happen in their welfare home. But at this time, Cheng Xiaoyu and several philanthropists had already walked to the door, and she hid.

I was on the phone, and even if I ran over at this time, it might be too late.

She hurried towards the door, hoping that things would not get out of hand.

At this time, several philanthropists had just walked out of the door. Except for Mr. Qian, their smiling faces froze. Fatty Mr. Niu stared at the Maybach with number plates all six at the door. His face was covered with sweat, not to mention the slender and majestic one.

Maybach, this scary license plate alone is worth the price of his car.

It was past six o'clock in Shang Hai, and there was already not much light. In this not-too-wide alley, under the orange streetlight, a burly black bodyguard like a black super SWAT stood next to the bright Maybach, which could illuminate the figure, and looked at him.

Then Cheng Xiaoyu shouted: "Master." Such a title made Mr. Niu's heart fall into the abyss.

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