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In the box.

Song Yawen's face was full of joy and she introduced the two parties very familiarly.

Her sister is Liang Wanqiu.

His ancestral home is Sichuan and Chongqing.

But Da grew up on Ao Island.

After a brief introduction, the four people sat down.

Liang Wanqiu is not as talkative as Song Yawen. After Chen Feng came in, except for a few words when introducing herself, she never spoke again.

He just looked at Chen Feng silently.

After sitting down.

Song Yawen called the waiter to serve the food.

All are booked in advance.

Anyway, this is a private restaurant, so I ordered one of every signature dish.

Fortunately, the dishes are not big.

Just eat something fresh.

Song Yawen also ordered two bottles of red wine.

One bottle costs more than 80,000 yuan.

Anyway, the cards are open.

It's just a luxury.

She exudes the aura of a rich woman from the inside out.

While waiting for the food, Song Yawen looked at Chen Feng and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you successfully broke out of the Death Hell Group in the promotion round. Now you are one of the top ten in the Yanjing Division."

"Thank you, it was just a fluke."

Chen Feng said modestly.

"Brother Chen is so humble. We all watched your game. To be honest, if I hadn't met you beforehand, I would have thought you were a bitch."

"Sister Song, you can rest assured."

Chen Feng said with a smile: "I have absolutely no abnormal tendencies in my life."

"Giggle, that's good."

Song Yawen smiled so happily.

Maybe she herself felt that she had said too much, so she suddenly turned to look at Liang Wanqiu beside her and said with a sweet smile: "Wanqiu, is your mouth sealed? Stop pretending, don't be tired, just say a few words. It's always been me. Besides, you think you’re the backdrop.”

Liang Wanqiu smiled and chuckled: "It's our first time meeting, and I don't know what to say. Let's just use it as a backdrop."

"screw you."

Song Yawen scolded her angrily: "Sister brought you all the way to the capital, is it because she asked you to be the backdrop? You've seen everyone, don't you have any ideas?"

Liang Wanqiu: "..."

Still didn't speak.

He just pursed his lips, with a sweet and charming smile on his face.

Chen Feng has a black streak on his head.

Why is it so awkward?

Did I take the stage?

He shook his head, put his phone on the table, stood up and said politely: "Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."

After that, he went out.

After he left, Liang Wanqiu suddenly looked at Lin Zu and asked, "What do his parents do?"

"Sister Liang, A Feng's father is a carpenter who makes furniture for people in the village. His mother is an employee of a grain and oil store in the town. Anyway, as far as I know, the family is in quite a difficult situation."

Lin Zu quickly introduced: "When I was in school, I never saw him spend a penny randomly."

"But as far as I know, children from that kind of family background usually don't go into the entertainment industry, right? How can they get ahead in a school like Yanying's without money and background?"

Liang Wanqiu looked confused.

Lin Zu shrugged: "I don't know about that. He probably makes the decision in their family. Anyway, his parents have never objected."

"That's it."

Liang Wanqiu nodded thoughtfully.

Song Yawen leaned into her ear and whispered softly: "Wanqiu, I asked around and found out that that boy never had a girlfriend while he was in school. He is considered single now."

"Um."

Liang Wanqiu hummed slightly.

There was no feeling of rejection in his expression.

Lin Zu, who was sitting aside, was very excited.

It feels like there is a door.

If Liang Wanqiu could like Chen Feng, then Chen Feng wouldn't have to fight for the rest of his life.

I just don’t know if Chen Feng has this fate.

Lin Zu picked up the tea cup and drank tea.

At this moment, Chen Feng's cell phone buzzed.

A text message popped up.

Lin Zu subconsciously leaned over and took a look.

The result is the next second.

"puff!"

The tea in his mouth spurted out directly.

Song Yawen on the side was startled and rolled her eyes at him angrily: "What are you doing?"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough."

Lin Zu coughed violently several times and his face turned red.

Song Yawen reached out helplessly, patted his back a few times, and asked with a bit of concern: "How are you, are you okay?"

"No...cough cough cough, it's okay, it's okay."

Lin Zu tried to calm down for a moment.

Then he suddenly picked up Chen Feng's cell phone, stood up and said with a forced smile: "Sister Song, Sister Liang, I'm going to deliver the cell phone to Chen Feng."

After saying that, he turned around and hurriedly left the private room.

Not far after he walked out, he saw Chen Feng walking back while waving his hands.

"A Feng."

Lin Zu quickly greeted him.

"Why did you come out? Did you pee?"

Chen Feng asked casually.

"I peed my ass."

Lin Zu came over, handed the phone directly to Chen Feng, and deliberately lowered his voice and asked: "A Feng, you...just had a bank deposit message, I accidentally saw it."

"Bank deposit information?"

Chen Feng took the phone in confusion, turned it on and asked, "What did you see?"

"I saw your bank deposit amount prompt."

"oh."

"A Feng, the amount is huge."

"How big is big?"

"At least six zeros."

"Um?"

Chen Feng was stunned and immediately opened the unread text messages and took a look.

Damn it!

The bank transfer received 3 million.

So much money?

Lin Zu, who was on the side, saw that he also had a stunned expression, and quickly asked: "A Feng, where did you get so much money? You didn't do anything illegal, right?"

"Neuropathy?"

Chen Feng rolled his eyes at him angrily: "Do you think I look like that kind of person?"

"Then how do you explain this? Who will give you three million? You are not a popular star now, you have not signed a contract with an agency, and you have not appeared in a popular drama. Who will transfer three million to you?"

Lin Zu’s expression was solemn.

And his eyes were full of scrutiny.

The main reason is that Chen Feng's previously exposed image was not very good. He was either a drug addict or a domestic violence man, so there were a lot of rumors on the Internet.

Black, red, black and red.

If there were no illegal means, how could someone from a family like Chen Feng get three million?

Just when Chen Feng also looked confused, his phone suddenly vibrated again.

V-letter information pops up.

Mom: Son, are you happy? Mom is at the bank. I just transferred three million to you. Mom said that as long as you successfully advance, Mom will give you a big red envelope. Is this red envelope big enough?

Chen Feng: "..."

Sweating profusely.

Such a big red envelope?

This old lady is really good.

Just turn it around.

The key is, how much money did the old couple realize?

no!

I'll go back to my hometown tonight.

At least grandpa needs to see those treasures.

It’s worth tens of billions.

I don’t know who the old couple turned to.

Chen Feng turned off the message.

Turn around and look.

I saw Lin Zu with his mouth wide open in confusion.

Obviously, he also saw the message just now.

Chen Feng blinked: "You saw it, my mother forwarded it to me."

"You...your mother?"

Lin Zu’s brain was down.

After being stunned for a long time, he muttered: "Auntie, doesn't she work in a grain and oil store? Now...are grain and oil stores so profitable?"

"Don't worry about it."

Chen Feng put away his phone and patted Lin Zu on the shoulder: "Azu, I actually have a question. Please explain it to me."

"What's the question?" Lin Zu looked at him blankly.

"Tell me, what exactly is Liang Wanqiu here for?"

"She... wants to get to know you."

Chen Feng frowned: "Azu, Liang Wanqiu has a distinguished family background, a very deep background, and she is as beautiful as a fairy. Tell me, why does she like me?"

"A Feng, I haven't taken a fancy to you yet. I'm just interested in you after hearing about you and want to meet you."

Lin Zu looked suspicious: "What are you doubting? Could she still have plans for you?"

"Not a suspicion."

Chen Feng shrugged: "A woman of her rank who wants to find a high-quality pretty boy doesn't use this method at all. She definitely has an agenda when she wants to meet me. If you don't believe it, let's just wait and see."

After speaking, he patted Lin Zu on the shoulder, turned around and walked to the private room.

Lin Zu stood where he was.

After a long time, he suddenly came back to his senses and murmured: "Damn, change the subject. What the hell, your mother gave you a red envelope, three million in one hand? Is your family really poor?"