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Chapter 291 Jing Xing: "Add money! Add more! Keep adding!"

"Someone sent it." Jing Xing said.

And it was sent directly to the downstairs of the second year teaching building.

"Is it so fast?" Lin Qingyou counted the time and felt that he didn't have enough doors.

Not to mention the time spent going back and forth on the road, the queue at the fried chicken restaurant will take at least two hours, Jing Xing will not directly call a group of people to go over, and scare away the customers who are queuing up, right?
Needless to say, Jing Xing Guess could guess what Xiao Nuomi Duanzi was thinking.

He raised his hand and tapped her forehead, clicked his tongue, and said, "Who do you think I am? Am I so overbearing and unreasonable?"

Lin Qingyou recalled his usual attitude towards Du Mingyu and Xu Changhao, and felt that he answered the last sentence "yes" with full confidence.

Lin Qingyou asked: "Did you drive away all the people in line?"

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows and didn't answer directly, but said in a lazy voice: "Nuomituan, in this world, 90.00% of the things can be solved with money, and the remaining one percent can only be solved with money." If you say you don’t have enough money, then just keep throwing money at it.”

Lin Qingyou: "???"

Why does this sound so familiar?

It seems to sound similar to what her brother-in-law Yun Yi said?
"So, how much did you pay for this fried chicken?"

Lin Qingyou wanted to know how much money Jing Xing, a prodigal son, spent on this fried chicken.

"..."

After talking here, Jing Xing's answer was not so fast.

About... [-] to [-]?
What was the situation at that time, he definitely couldn't get there at school, so he called Wei Yuan, Chen Rui's headquarters was located in the city center, and Wei Yuan happened to be in the company.

Chen Rui is not far from this fried chicken shop. When Wei Yuan heard that his little cousin was chasing girls, he drove straight to the fried chicken shop without saying a word.

What about the fried chicken shop? There are a lot of people in the market, and the business is booming. A small shop is crowded with people inside and out.

Wei Yuan glanced over and counted roughly, there were probably three, no. 40 people in line in front of him.

He can wait, anyway, the company has nothing to do right now, but his little cousin can't wait anymore, and issued the highest order - give money!
Anyone who is willing to quit the queue will be given 1000 yuan immediately, and the payment will be made on the spot.

As the saying goes, if you have money, you can turn ghosts. Soon, the people in the team dispersed, and there were only three or four people who insisted on queuing up to buy fried chicken. Immediately disappeared without a trace, for fear that the other party would regret it.

Wei Yuan felt that with these three or four people, he could choose to wait, but his little cousin was still not happy, and gave the highest order—more money!
Wei Yuan asked again: "What if they still don't want to quit the team?"

His little cousin's answer was succinct: "Add more, until they are willing."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Well, it's very similar to his demeanor of spending money and buying likes on Double Twelve last year.

--"two thousand."

—— "...It's not a matter of money or not, I just want to eat the fried chicken here."

--"four thousand."

——"...Actually, I think it's okay to eat hot pot, and I don't necessarily have to eat fried**********qian."

—— "...I think the hot pot is really delicious. If I don't eat hot pot today, I will die of hunger."

OK, so the matter of buying fried chicken has been perfectly resolved.

After hearing this, Lin Qingyou felt that she was not well. A piece of fried chicken was only 80 yuan, and this prodigal classmate of her family actually spent [-] to [-] yuan? ? ?

What kind of family is this?
Do you have a mine at home?
Oh no, when she thinks about the two-storey luxury villa that Jing Xing lives alone, maybe his family really has a mine...

But even if there is a mine, it is not so profligate!
Lin Qingyou feels that her three views have been impacted a bit. The Lin family is in business, so she has lived the life of a little princess since she was a child, but the little princess belongs to the little princess, and she will never spend [-] to [-] to buy a copy. fried chicken.

The point is that the original price of this fried chicken is only 80 yuan.

No matter how much Lin Qingyou thought about it, she couldn't figure out what kind of strength could support Jing Xing to have the courage to spend so much money. Even Uncle Chen Zhou, who had always spent money lavishly, was not as bold as him.

"How...how did you bring it here?" Lin Qingyou asked again in an ethereal tone.

The temperature of the packaging bag was still hot when she touched it just now, and it must have been delivered not long after it was made. With the road conditions in Xiangzhou, the traffic jam is really worrying.

"It was delivered by drone." Jing Xing spoke in a calm tone that was unsettling.

"..."

Lin Qingyou was completely speechless.

I'm sorry, maybe poverty really limited her imagination.

On the roof of the library, the wind was blowing violently.

Jing Xing led the way in front, and turned around into a leeward vent. Lin Qingyou was wearing a lot of clothes, but she didn't feel cold, but her exposed fingertips were just a little cold from the wind. She lowered her head He breathed out towards his palm, and retracted his fingers back into his cuffs.

I don't know who set up a small tent here. There are several layers of thick carpets inside the tent, and there is even a small air conditioner in the corner of the tent.

Knowing where the air conditioner was connected to, Jing Xing went in and pressed two smart buttons, and the air conditioner began to blow out heat.

"Cheng Xu and the others did this. He and Liang Jidong would come here when they skipped classes." Jing Xing said.

Lin Qingyou also walked in with him, and sat cross-legged on the carpet. Just as she undid the chain of the down jacket, Lin Qingyou looked up and saw him come out with a small table as if by magic, and put it between the two of them.

"..."

This little tent is really amazing, it has everything.

The view here is wide. Lin Qingyou looked out from the entrance of the tent and had a panoramic view of most of the buildings in No. [-] Middle School. It was time to eat. There were a lot fewer people in the small square, but there were still many adventurers under the honor roll. Facing the severe cold and heavy snow, devout people kneeling down to worship Xueba with snacks and gifts.

Lin Qingyou looked at the photo they kowtowed to her with mixed emotions, and then turned her head back expressionlessly.

Forget it, out of sight is pure.

A soft pop sounded in her ears, she turned her head to the side, just in time to see Jing Xing holding a can and opening it.

The beer was originally at room temperature, but when the cold wind from the roof blew, it was almost as cold as freezing. Lin Qingyou reckoned that he would be cold from the front of his heart to his back after taking a sip.

Jing Xing is not afraid of the cold, so in winter he wears a thicker sweater, a school uniform, and at most a jacket, the temperature on his hands is still hot.

Lin Qingyou got a clear understanding from her boyfriend - it turns out that boys don't need to wear long johns in winter.

(End of this chapter)