The incident of the delivery boys collectively climbing over the wall

Author: Meng Shuanghua

The incident of the delivery boys collectively climbing over the wall

The National Day is coming to an end soon, and Chu Qingyu always feels like she has forgotten something.

After dinner, I made an appointment with Ah Fei and Lao Mu to play games together. As soon as I sat down on the gaming chair, I turned on the microphone and chatted with Lao Mu Afei leisurely while waiting for the game to open. I accidentally caught a glimpse of a pen placed next to me.

, Chu Qingyu performed a live performance of a dying dream in which she sat up in shock: "My homework!!!"

Lao Mu and A Fei were startled by her sudden shout. When they reacted, Lao Mu burst out laughing: "Hahahaha, my lord, you haven't finished your homework yet?"

Ah Fei seemed to be dreaming back to the time when he was alone, a pen, a lamp, a night, and a miraculous shadow of adolescence. He asked worriedly: "Your Majesty, how much homework do you still have to do?"

Chu Qingyu was almost desperate, and said in a dead voice: "No, you should ask me how much homework I have done."

So it didn't start at all?

Lao Mu couldn't help but send 120,000 sympathy messages through the Internet: "It's a pity that we are not next to each other, otherwise A Fei and I can help you copy your homework." Of course, no amount of sympathy will affect him.

The schadenfreude in laughter.

Ah Fei was more conscientious and asked her to quickly add: "It doesn't matter if the game makes another appointment next time." Although he had already announced in the game live broadcast room that the little rich woman that fans and viewers have been waiting for will appear tonight.

That's all it can do now.

Chu Qingyu raised her hand and wiped her face, and said with deep feeling: "This is the price of happiness."

Lao Mu: "Pfft hahahaha!!"

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A Fei: "Stop feeling sad and go make up your homework!"

Chu Qingyu: "Okay! See you later!"

When everyone went offline, A Fei opened the live broadcast room and said worriedly: "I don't know if it's too late. If I go to bed too late at night, I will wake up late tomorrow and be late."

Lao Mu comforted him: "Don't worry, what age is this? As long as it's in the homework book, you can find the answer by scanning it with your mobile phone." Speaking of which, Lao Mu muttered: "I just don't know whether the king majored in liberal arts or science.

, If you are in liberal arts, it will be miserable." Copying answers can kill people.

As soon as the live broadcast room opened, there were many people in the barrage area saying hello to the little rich woman from a distance.

Lao Mu was not polite. He laughed and revealed the little rich woman's background: "Stop it, stop it. I will definitely bring your greetings to you tomorrow."

"Ah? Why is it tomorrow? Because your little rich woman had such a great time during the holiday that she forgot to do her homework. I just remembered it and was already screaming and crawling down to catch up on my homework, hahahaha."

Barrage area:

[I almost forgot that the little rich woman was still a high school student!]

[Hahahaha, as soon as I heard Old Mu’s devilish laughter, I knew the scene must be very funny]

[I’m speechless. It turns out that most of the second generation rich are really bad students.]

[Yo yo yo what era are you in, who stipulates that those who don’t like to do homework must be bad students? 】

[Don’t wait, it’s great to be rich? I let you guys take advantage of me and spend money on you? Who doesn’t know what Jiangcheng No. 3 Middle School is? 】

Ah Feifei saw that the direction of the barrage in the live broadcast room was a little wrong, so he quickly diverted everyone's attention, and typed messages to ask the room manager to lock out those who were obviously deliberately causing a fight.

Lao Mu also opened the live broadcast room and watched the barrage, and realized something was wrong. He stopped talking about the little rich woman, and instead took the initiative to talk about other topics and interact with the barrage.

The situation for Chu Qingyu, who was rushing to do her homework, was not as difficult as Lao Mu and A Fei imagined, because she looked at her thick pile of fifty-four test papers in foreign affairs, history and geography, and made some calculations.

According to my own speed of 20 minutes to swipe one card, it took about 18 hours to finish all the swipes, and I decisively chose to hire foreign aid.

At this time, Butler Tao's advantages of having a wide network of contacts and strong abilities can be reflected.

However, learning is ultimately his own. Chu Qingyu still went through all the papers, picked out some topics that were useful to him, and left the rest to the professional homework rushers hired overnight at high wages.

An hour later, Chu Qingyu checked the results and sent each of them another big red envelope with satisfaction. Not only was the writing good, but even the handwriting was exactly the same as hers, not bad.

After the others left, Chu Qingyu asked while eating supper leisurely: "Butler, where did you find such a talent?"

Butler Tao stood aside respectfully: "If there is a need, there are suppliers. These are all trained by a professional team."

Chu Qingyu asked with interest what other services they provided.

Butler Tao counted them out in an orderly manner: "Teaching on my behalf, doing homework on my behalf, writing reviews on my behalf, chasing on my behalf, being chased on my behalf, beating on my behalf, and being beaten on my behalf."

Chu Qingyu's eyes widened, feeling that she had been too short-sighted before, "There are so many business opportunities in this circle!" It's a pity that she didn't notice it before!

However, the people who formed this business team are also quite interesting. Chu Qingyu sincerely sighed, "Who is their boss? He is really a business wizard!"

Butler Tao: "Thank you for your compliment. I will tell Boss Pi of our company on your behalf."

Chu Qingyu understood the brilliance of Boss Pi after just a moment's thought.

While they are engaged in the property management of high-end villas or apartments, they are also providing special services that are clearly targeted at the special needs of wealthy young people. They want to catch them all in one go!

Finally, Chu Qingyu said: "If Boss Pi has any creative ideas that require investment in the future, please be sure to inform me in time!"

Before going to bed, Chu Qingyu always felt that besides homework, she had forgotten something.

But what did you forget?

In a villa on the other side of that distant city.

Looking at the WeChat account that had not been verified as a friend, Sun Yuanqing hugged his chubby self aggrievedly, "The holidays are over, why hasn't Xiaoyu asked me to go out to play?"

Ms. Jiang, who was applying a facial mask next to her, sighed and said inarticulately: "Then just call her."

Speaking of this, Sun Yuanqing looked more like a mushroom: "I don't know the number, but I won't go in."

Ms. Jiang: “Use Jiujiu?”

Sun Yuanqing: "Jiujiu is busy with business, how can I delay him by looking for someone to play with."

Ms. Jiang: "." Yes, you know you shouldn't pay attention to this guy when he is struggling!

When it was very late, her husband beside her had already fallen asleep soundly, but Ms. Jiang was tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep. She knew clearly that worrying like this would not help, but she just couldn't control her brain.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard a faint noise from outside the door that was opened specially. Ms. Jiang quickly put on her coat and walked out. She saw Sun Dingqiu opening the door on the opposite side of the corridor to enter the house.

Seeing her son's exhausted look, Ms. Jiang couldn't come up with the questions she wanted to ask. In the end, she just sighed silently and comforted her son in a gentle voice: "I have sorted out all my jewelry, and I will give it to you tomorrow."

Send it to an appraisal shop. Although the company is important, people are more important. Didn’t your grandpa start his business from a small shop? Tweet, don’t embarrass yourself too much."

Sun Dingqiu was silent for a moment, said "Yeah" softly, suppressed the helplessness and heaviness in his heart, and turned to ask his dad: "Dad is still hesitating whether to contact this little girl?"

This is the circle. When you are good, the whole world is gentle and kind to you. When you are down and out, the whole world is left with nothing but wind and snow.

He and his mother were fine. Sun Dingqiu was most worried about his father. Although his father seemed a bit useless to outsiders, neither Sun Dingqiu nor Ms. Jiang had ever disliked Sun Yuanqing for this.

Because to them, Sun Yuanqing was both a good husband and a good father. Their family only existed as long as he was there.

So even if Sun Yuanqing is childish and doesn't go out to play with those people in the past and be bullied and provoked by those people, and just wants to make friends with a teenage girl, Ms. Jiang and Sun Dingqiu are happy to see it happen.

Speaking of this, Ms. Jiang was helpless, "My friend verification has not passed yet, so I called and told her that I had set up to reject calls from strangers."

Sun Dingqiu could understand. After all, rich people are impatient to be disturbed. "Then I will leave late tomorrow morning and let dad use my mobile phone to contact the other party."

Ms. Jiang: "This is the only way." What she values ​​​​is not that Sun Yuanqing can contact people, but that her son has been too tired recently and should have a good sleep and have breakfast as a family.

*

Early the next morning, as soon as Chu Qingyu stepped into the classroom door, several girls pressed her on the table like a tiger or a wolf.

"Eryu, you wicked, smoking-weather guy! You're going to die!"

"Ahhh, hold her down quickly!"

"Sisters, the culprit is here, let's punish him as soon as possible!"

"Revenge for those who have a grudge, revenge for those who have an injustice, hurry up!"

Yu Lian, who had already experienced the "serious punishment" in the dormitory yesterday, covered her head with a book, leaving only one eye open to look around, while pretending to sigh with lingering fear: "Er Yu, it's not that our army doesn't support us, it's really the enemy.

Too fierce!"

While still eagerly watching the fun.

After being stuffed with a mouthful of sour candies, she was forced to wake up early in the morning, and waited until the bell for morning self-study rang. Chu Qingyu was finally saved, and returned to her seat in disgust, clutching her sore teeth.

Wu Yu, who was sitting in front of her, turned around and glanced at her quickly. Seeing her tears welling up, he hesitated for a moment, then looked around twice, and quickly stuffed an unopened bottle of mineral water over her.

Chu Qingyu drank half a bottle in one go before she recovered. When she looked up, she found that the head teacher, Xiao Wang, who had come to supervise their morning self-study, was also looking at her sadly.

Chu Qingyu: "???" When Xiao Wang turned around, Chu Qingyu quickly poked Wu Yu to find out the situation: "Did Xiao Wang eat oranges too?"

Speaking of oranges, Wu Yu seemed to instantly recall the impact of the sourness suddenly exploding on the tip of his tongue. He swallowed before whispering: "Everyone in the class ate them." So take care of yourself!

Thinking that all the teachers had been tricked, Chu Qingyu covered his cheeks and hissed, thinking quickly about how to turn the tide.

Half an hour later, when the morning self-study was over, more than thirty delivery boys were caught by school security guards for climbing over the fence together, and were publicly criticized in the broadcast room.

"Although the delivery boy has never revealed the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes, I would like to solemnly advise the mastermind, or masterminds, here! The school is not a place outside the law!"

Chu Qingyu, the mastermind behind the scenes, silently sent a 1W Alipay transfer to each of the loyal delivery boys.

This mysterious incident was discussed by the students of No. 3 Middle School and they unanimously believed that "the delivery boys collectively climbed the wall to protest the school's ban on takeaways".

The incident was posted online and soon had a more appropriate title.

"Shocking! Hundreds of delivery boys collectively climbed the wall of a middle school! Is this a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature?"

"Thousands of takeaway guys collectively jumped over the firewall, suspected of drunken reminiscing about their school days and skipped school commemorative event"
Chapter completed!