Speaking of hot pot, Qiao Nian was more interested. She said "yes", put away her phone and followed him.
"I'll drive." Ye Wangchuan raised the corner of his mouth.
He walked in front and led the way. When he passed by Wen Ziyu, he didn't even glance at him and just passed by him.
Qiao Nian did the same, following him and passing by Wen Ziyu.
It wasn't that she was rude or had any objections to Wen Ziyu, it was simply that she had forgotten that such a number one person had chatted with her before.
As soon as they left, only Gu San and Wen Ziyu were left.
Compared to Ye Wangchuan, who didn't take his 'opponent' seriously at all, Gu San believed that he was still a little more humane. When he passed by Wen Ziyu, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder, with a sympathetic expression on his face and a very soft voice.
One sentence: "My condolences!"
Wen Ziyu: "..."
Just then, his cell phone rang.
Wen Ziyu stared at the direction in which the three people were leaving, unable to regain consciousness for a long time. It wasn't until his cell phone started ringing that he became impatient, and then he absentmindedly lowered his head and glanced at the caller ID.
Fu Ge.
He frowned and slowly put the phone to his ear.
"Hello? Well, I'm at school. Just now?"
He looked again at the pillar where Qiao Nian had just stood and leaned on, recalling in his mind the fierce and arrogant look when he raised his eyes.
Feeling disappointed, he said: "Something happened just now, but it's fine now. You guys eat first. Send me your address and I'll be right over."
With that said, he hung up the phone.
After a while, a message popped in, sending him a location. It was near the school, a fairly high-end restaurant.
After positioning, Fu Ge also sent him a message.
It probably means, 'My girlfriend has just finished her exam and is a little tired, so she doesn't go too far away for dinner and just finds a restaurant near the school. When she is free next time, he will treat her to a high-end club for dinner.'
Wen Ziyu just looked at the message he sent to explain. His eyelashes were lowered, his face was expressionless, and there seemed to be a hint of disdain in the depths of his eyes.
He casually replied "OK".
But I didn't think so in my heart.
There are only a few top students in the Finance Department of Tsinghua University, and even fewer of them will be promising in the future. Fu Ge is pretty good, young, a bit smart, and has a decent family background. They are in the same dormitory with him.
The principle of meeting a friend is that if they have a good relationship, they can be considered friends.
Fu Ge was okay when I first came into contact with him, but after being in contact with him for a long time, I don’t know how to describe it.
For example, the message he just sent to himself.
That’s too vain!
He wants to take his girlfriend to treat the people in the dormitory to dinner and introduce his girlfriend to everyone. This is understandable.
I heard that his girlfriend’s grades were good and she also came to take the independent admissions exam. She is a junior girl from the same school. They can help take care of her in the future.
But treat guests, treat guests. This place in the capital city is not around the city. Here, there is a rich gentleman in three steps, and a wealthy family in five steps.
The Fu family is considered quite good in the area around the city and has a good reputation. But in a place like Beijing, where crouching tigers and hidden dragons exist, the Fu family's little heritage is not enough.
The most Fu Ge can spend is to book a reasonably high-end restaurant for dinner. All high-end clubs in Beijing require identification to enter. It is difficult for him to get in by himself. How can he invite everyone to go? This is not bragging, it must be maintained.
My own face?
Wen Ziyu himself came from a top-level circle and looked down upon his attempt to conceal his behavior.
He took another look at the location address Fu Ge sent him, deleted the message, put the phone in his pocket, and walked out of the school gate.