I'm really rich

Chapter 95 How to win the favor of a rich woman (plus two in one)

Shen Mian sorted out the few letters on the table and stuffed them all into Shen Zui's hands.

Intoxicated:?
Shen Mian raised her chin slightly, motioning to him: "Look."

Shen Zui frowned: "What exactly do you want?"

"After you read it, refine the love letter writing routine and tell me, I'm going to write one for Jiang Chen as well."

Speechless, Shen Zui casually threw the letter in his hand on the table again: "Then can't you read it yourself?"

"This is written for you, I don't think it's very good."

Shen Zui sneered, at the critical moment, he was quite capable.

He glanced down, picked the envelope that was the most pleasing to the eye, opened it, and then read it out shamelessly:

"Student Shenzui, hello, your running figure on the basketball court makes my heart flutter, and I can see you at once. Although I know you have a white moon in your heart..."

After reading this, the words stopped abruptly.

Shen Mian was startled, and quickly got: "You have a white moonlight in your heart? What white moonlight?"

Shen Zui crumpled up the letter casually, and threw it into the trash can not far away like shooting a basketball.

"There's a fart."

"Hey..." Shen Mian looked in the direction of the trash bin speechlessly and regretfully.

Shen Zui suddenly remembered something, leaned against the desk and knocked on the table with his knuckles.

"Hey, if you want to learn this stuff, don't you have a ready-made teacher at home?"

"Who?" Shen Mian was puzzled.

Shen Zui walked to the door in two or three steps, opened the door, and then yelled downstairs: "Mr. Ge Dazhuang! Come quickly!"

Shen Mian: "..."

She forgot that there was indeed a love letter master in the family who claimed to have written [-] love letters.

Although Uncle Ge said that he sent so many love letters because of his good literary talent, but judging from his usual stingy style, Shen Mian privately thinks that it should be to save money.

After all, a love letter should be the least expensive of all gifts.

Uncle Ge was tidying up in the living room, when he heard Shen Zui calling him, he immediately ran up happily, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Shen Zui gestured with his eyes: "Your love letter class can accept apprentices."

Shen Mian secretly thought:

Three cobblers, the top one is Zhuge Liang.

A dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

He went to the doctor in a hurry.

Forget it, love it to death.

"Uncle Ge, teach me." The moment she spoke, Shen Mian felt that she was hopeless.

She had actually degenerated to the point where she needed to learn how to chase people from this old single steel straight man.

"Yo." Uncle Ge got excited, walked into the room, and asked solemnly: "Mianmian, what is the personality of the little boy you like? Sunshine type? Indifferent type? Shy type? Gentle type?"

Shen Mian thought for a while: "The indifferent type... well, sometimes it's very gentle."

"Indifferent type, the love letter can't be too complicated and lengthy, otherwise the other party will definitely not have the patience to read it."

Shen Mian actually had the feeling of enlightenment, thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make some sense.

Uncle Ge continued to flick, oh no, continue to talk: "So you can choose the form of a one-sentence confession, which is simple and rude to save time."

Shen Mian asked, "For example?"

"For example..." Uncle Ge thought for a moment, and then popped out a sentence, "The sentence that was very popular recently, classmate, I went for an infusion today. Guess what it is?"

Shen Mian and Shen Zui said in unison: "Missing your night?"

"clever!"

Sleeping with black lines all over his head.

Do you want to know, oil is real oil.

"Also, your crush... what is the most lacking?"

Shen Mian thought about it, she has good looks and good grades, what Jiang Chen lacks the most... seems to be...

"Money... right?"

Shen Zui was playing with his mobile phone at the side without raising his head, and lightly interjected: "Then just give me the money."

Shen Mian looked disgusted: "Do you think everyone is like you, and the dream is to be taken care of by a rich woman?"

Shen Mian often doesn't understand why Shen Zui has such a wonderful dream, and the family is not short of money.

Even on his birthday last year, his friends chipped in to help him DIY a book called——

"How to Win the Heart of a Rich Woman"

Shen Zui has a string of big characters written all over his face - you don't have the slightest understanding of men's superficiality!

Then he replied confidently: "So what, there is no man who does not want to be taken care of by a rich woman, let alone a good-looking and young rich woman."

These words made several turns in Shen Mian's mind, before she realized, was this a compliment to her?

Although being praised as good-looking and young is very pleasant, Shen Mian still thinks that Jiang Chen is not such a superficial person.

Just when she was about to shake her head, Shen Zui suddenly provocatively said: "If you don't believe me, let's try? Bet eight dollars."

Shen Mian straightened her back: "How to try?"

Shen Zui: "You send him a message directly and ask him if he wants to be taken care of by a rich woman."

Shen Mian: "You are too straightforward, even if he really wants to, he won't say so in person."

But after Shen Mian thought about it, wouldn't this be beneficial to her?She can still earn eight yuan and eight for nothing.

So he immediately changed his tune and said, "Just try."

In this way, Uncle Ge's love letter lecture hall somehow started to develop in a strange direction.

During the back and forth between the two of them, Uncle Ge couldn't get in the way, and looked around, eager to try.

"that……"

Shen Mian thought it was because the lecture was interrupted, and Uncle Ge wanted to continue, so he waved his hand and said, "Uncle Ge, let's not talk about it today, you can go to work first."

Uncle Ge laughed: "No, I just want to ask, can I participate too? I bet drunk to win."

Shen Zui leaned on the desk, raised his eyebrows.

The two clapped their hands tacitly.

Shen Mian: "..."

She was speechless, took out her mobile phone and started sending messages to Jiang Chen, feeling that it was a bit abrupt to ask, so she deliberately found a topic to cut into.

[Shen Mian: I was chatting with Shen Zui just now, and we came across a speechless topic. 】

Jiang Chen really cooperated: [What? 】

[Shen Mian: He said that there is no boy who does not want to be taken care of by a rich woman, do you too? 】

Holding the mobile phone, she tapped lightly on the table twice nervously, and Shen Mian received a reply from Jiang Chen.

[Jiang Chen: Does this rich woman refer to you? 】

Shen Mian: "..."

This direction of development seems to be crooked again?
Holding the belief of "love to death", Shen Mian closed her eyes and said:
[Shen Mian: What if... it's me? 】

【Jiang Chen: That's fine. 】

Shen Mian:? ? ?
　after a long time...

　　Shen Mian: "You call Miss Yang Yang a fart?"

　　Shen Zui: "..."

　　after a long time...

　　Shen Zui: "Lend one yuan to buy a steamed stuffed bun."

　　Shen Mian: "Don't borrow, save money to become a rich woman."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)