Ji Yangyang was so tired that he sat down on the garden steps nearby, gasping for breath, with sweat dripping from his face onto the ground.

His body was dominated by anger and he was only now slowly recovering. However, the pain on his face reminded him of the beating he had just received at home, and he could not calm down at all.

Since he had escaped, he had no intention of going back.

But when he touched his pockets, he realized that he was in such a hurry when he ran out just now that he didn't bring anything else with him except his cell phone.

He didn't even bring out the credit card his uncle gave him, let alone his ID card and private money.

He only had a few hundred yuan in his phone, and without his ID and money, he had nowhere else to go.

The first thing Ji Yangyang thought of was his uncle and grandparents, but after thinking for a while, he gave up. He didn't want his grandpa and others to quarrel with his parents because of him.

After much thought, Ji Yangyang decided not to disturb his uncle and his family. Of course, he was even more reluctant to go home, so he decided to stay in a hotel.

But if he stayed in a hotel, there would be another problem: he didn't have his ID card with him and didn't have enough money.

He picked up the phone and wanted to call his uncle. Because he had been following his uncle Liu Zheng all these years, the first person he thought of when something happened was his uncle.

But after he made the call, Liu Zheng didn't answer. Then he remembered that his uncle had gone abroad a few days ago. He said he was going to attend an important auto show and party abroad, and he might not have time to contact him during that time.

Without his uncle's help, Ji Yangyang couldn't think of anyone else who could help him.

But at this time, he didn't want to go home even if he had to sleep on the street.

After sitting on the steps for a long time, Ji Yangyang was flipping through his mobile phone. Suddenly, when he saw the profile picture of a friend on WeChat, his eyes lit up.

So he quickly opened the chat page and started sending messages.

Because tomorrow is the weekend, Zhou Chen was not in a hurry to go to bed. Instead, he learned about and summarized what had happened recently at the Guanbing Mask Factory.

Although the factory is not small, there is actually not much change in the grassroots workers. Therefore, there is no chaos after the official start of production. On the contrary, after the capital flowed in, the factory became very stable and the workers worked very hard.

After half a month of integration, the factory's middle and senior management have undergone earth-shaking changes, with almost half of them changing.

Some were transferred to other positions, some were fired. Although some people made trouble at the beginning, they were quickly suppressed.

Even if someone went to the town to make trouble, the town leaders did not blindly make decisions for them. After knowing the situation, they just turned a blind eye and did nothing.

After reading the information, Zhou Chen was about to wash up and go to bed when his cell phone vibrated several times.

Zhou Chen picked up his phone, opened WeChat, and found that it was a message from Ji Yangyang.

Ji Yangyang sent several messages, and in short, the main purpose was to borrow money from him.

Zhou Chen never expected that Ji Yangyang would borrow money from him.

Ji Yangyang's father is a high-ranking official and his mother has a good job. Even if they are very honest, they are definitely not short of money, not to mention that he has an uncle who treats him very well and gives him a large sum of pocket money every month.

Therefore, Ji Yangyang is definitely not a person who is short of money. If someone asks him to borrow money at this time, something unexpected must have happened.

So he sent a message to Ji Yangyang asking why he wanted to borrow money and how much money he wanted to borrow.

Ji Yangyang did not answer why he wanted to borrow money, but asked Zhou Chen to help him and lend him 20,000 yuan first, which he would return in a few days.

Seeing that Ji Yangyang was unwilling to explain the reason, Zhou Chen did not ask any more questions and immediately transferred 20,000 yuan to him.

He didn't care about this little amount of money, nor did he think that Ji Yangyang would not be able to pay it back. Ji Yangyang borrowed money from him in the middle of the night, and it was obvious that he was in trouble. As a friend and classmate, he couldn't just sit back and do nothing.

Seeing the 20,000 yuan transferred by Zhou Chen, Ji Yangyang finally breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was very grateful to Zhou Chen. Among all his classmates, perhaps only Zhou Chen would be so generous in lending him so much money.

With the money, Ji Yangyang naturally would not sit here anymore, but went to the hotel immediately.

It was another weekend, and Zhou Chen drove to the villa early in the morning. Today he had agreed with his uncle Song Yuan to go home for dinner.

During lunch, Song Yuan talked to Zhou Chen about the mask factory. Since many of the people in the factory were recruited by him, he had a relatively clear understanding of the situation in the factory.

He also raised his own doubts. He didn't understand why Zhou Chen wanted to increase production even if it couldn't be sold, as well as some other aspects of management. In his opinion, there were problems.

Zhou Chen expressed his thoughts. He did not go into too much detail, but just said that he had considered things and that he was not pursuing short-term interests but was thinking about the long term.

"An investment of more than 20 million is not a small amount of money, Xiaochen, you have to control it well."

Although Zhou Chen's net worth is over 100 million, a cash flow of 20 million is still not a small amount of money. Song Yuan does not want to be easily outshined by Zhou Chen.

"Don't worry, uncle. I have my own ideas. For me, if I don't make a loss in the past year, I'm making a profit. Even if there is a loss, as long as it's not too big, I can accept it. I really treat it as my own business, not just a hobby."

Song Yuan nodded and said, "It's good that you understand. Of course, I also hope that you can succeed. But when doing business, you need to think more, listen more, and consider more, instead of acting on your own."

"Okay, I understand, uncle." Zhou Chen nodded solemnly in response.

After lunch, Song Yuan went back to work. Zhou Chen did not return to Shuxiang Yayuan immediately, but stayed in the villa to rest for a while, preparing to go to school in two nights.

It was only in the afternoon that the WeChat group became lively.

It turned out that Ji Yangyang, who was staying in the hotel, posted a few photos of the hotel, which immediately aroused heated discussion among others.

I don't know if it's because it's too boring to live in a hotel alone, so Ji Yangyang invited everyone to go to the hotel where he lived, and got the unanimous approval of Fang Yifan and others.

Seeing that Zhou Chen hadn't spoken, everyone tagged him and invited him to join.

Fang Yifan even shouted and asked Zhou Chen to drive them there. In addition to Ji Yangyang, there were five other people. If they squeezed together, Zhou Chen could fit them all in his car.

Zhou Chen thought about it and didn't refuse. He was staying at home anyway, so it would be nice to go out and play with them.

So, the group of people settled down, and Zhou Chen drove back to Shuxiang Yayuan to pick up Fang Yifan and the others.

Although Zhou Chen's 911 is a four-seater, the back seats are not very big. Fortunately, Qiao Yingzi and the others are not fat.

Qiao Yingzi, Huang Zhitao, and Lin Lei'er, three thin people squeezed in the back, but they could barely fit in.

As for Fang Yifan, he was so smart that he got on the passenger seat first.

"Zhou Chen, is this your car? It's so cool."

Lin Lei'er, who has always been shy, started screaming in surprise after sitting in Zhou Chen's car.

He came from his hometown of Hujian and had never seen the world. After arriving in Yanjing, although Fang Yifan's family was well off, they did not have such a sports car.

Lin Lei'er felt very excited when he sat in a sports car for the first time.

Qiao Yingzi twisted her body and said, "The car is nice, but it's too crowded. The back seat is not suitable for people to sit in."

Normally when she rides in her dad's car, she can even lie down in the back seat, but it's not like now, where it's so crowded.

Fang Yifan: "Yingzi, you don't understand this, this is a sports car. Of course, a sports car is different from other private cars. Let me tell you, if this car runs, it is really exciting."

Qiao Yingzi sneered: "It is very exciting, and being caught is even more exciting."

"Can you stop which pot doesn't open and carry which pot, is there any brother like you?" Fang Yifan cried depressingly.

Huang Zhitao: "Stop talking nonsense, Zhou Chen, do you know the route?"

Zhou Chen: "We have already set the navigation. Please sit tight and we will be there soon."

Ji Yangyang had already sent him the location, so he just needed to follow the navigation and didn't have to worry about getting lost.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 251 Truth or Dare

"Handsome, handsome. After I finish the college entrance examination, I will definitely go and get a driver's license. Zhou Chen, you must lend me your car then."

After getting off the car at the destination, Fang Yifan was still immersed in the excitement of riding in a sports car. Although Zhou Chen did not drive fast, the roar and feeling made him linger.

Before Zhou Chen could answer, Qiao Yingzi snorted coldly, "Who would dare to lend you a car now? Don't hurt Zhou Chen."

Fang Yifan immediately shouted in dissatisfaction: "Yingzi, I just borrowed a car from your Zhou Chen, look how anxious you are."

Qiao Yingzi said angrily, "Fang Hou, you are like a dog that can't spit out ivory."

Zhou Chen spoke up to stop the two of them: "As for driving, wait until you get your driver's license. Go find Ji Yangyang first."

"Kempinski Hotel, this is it?"

Looking at the luxurious and magnificent Hotel Daxia in front of them, Fang Yifan and his companions looked at each other in surprise.

They had seen the layout of Ji Yangyang’s hotel room through Weixin photos before, and it looked very luxurious, but they didn’t expect the front door to be so luxurious as well.

Lin Lei'er backed off a bit: "Cousin, living here must be very expensive, right?"

Fang Yifan hesitated and said, "I think so, but it's not surprising that Ji Yangyang is rich and can afford to stay in a hotel like this."

In his opinion, since Ji Yangyang could even afford a sports car worth millions, there would definitely be no problem for him to stay in such a luxury hotel.

Huang Zhitao asked: "Are we just going in like this?"

After all, they were all students and had not been exposed to such situations much, so their eyes involuntarily turned to Zhou Chen.

Among the five of them, Zhou Chen is undoubtedly the richest one. He can afford to live in a villa and drive a sports car. Facing such a luxury hotel, he is definitely more confident than them.

"if not?"

Zhou Chen didn't expect these guys to be so cowardly, so he took the lead and walked into the hotel lobby, and Fang Yifan and others quickly followed.

After Zhou Chen entered the lobby, he went straight to the front desk and asked them the location of the elevator to Ji Yangyang's room.

The front desk clerk cautiously asked Zhou Chen and the others about their identities. After learning their identities, he called Ji Yangyang to confirm, and finally took them to the special elevator.

In a five-star hotel like this, in order to protect the privacy of some customers, the high-end suites are all on a certain floor. Some elevators do not stop on that floor, and a special elevator or elevator card is required to reach that floor.

It just so happened that Ji Yangyang lived in a high-end suite, so the front desk asked so many questions.

"Wow, Ji Yangyang, you are amazing. You can live in such a big room by yourself, with a living room, dining room, wine cabinet, and bedroom. It's even bigger than my house."

After entering the suite where Ji Yangyang lived, Fang Yifan exclaimed in amazement and looked around, even the bathroom.

"Fang Hou, why do you act like Grandma Fang entering the Grand View Garden? You have no vision." Huang Zhitao said to Fang Yifan.

Fang Yifan shouted, "Taozi, I'm telling the truth. Look at this room. It's three or four times bigger than Lei'er and I's room."

What he said was indeed the truth. Their family was currently renting a two-bedroom, one-living-room house, which was really not very large. His and Lei'er's room was even smaller, far inferior to the suite where Ji Yangyang lived.

This suite is at least 200 square meters, fully equipped with facilities, and very clean and tidy.

"Ji Yangyang, how much is it for one night here?"

Ji Yangyang replied: "More than two thousand."

"hiss."

Fang Yifan took a deep breath. He was shocked by the price. This was so much money for one night. Who could afford it?

"awesome."

"This isn't even the best. I can't afford the best ones."

Fang Yifan asked curiously: "But why do you stay in a hotel when you are at home?"

Ji Yangyang said impatiently: "I had a fight with my dad and didn't want to live at home, so I came here. Okay, don't ask so many questions. I came here to have fun. Tell me what you want to eat and what you want to play."

As he said that, he led everyone to the sofa in the living room and sat down. Knowing that everyone was coming, he had bought a lot of snacks and placed them all on the coffee table.

"Three Squirrels, that's a lot."

Fang Yifan saw the TV and game consoles on the wall and exclaimed, "Awesome! The hotel even has computer entertainment machines."

Ji Yangyang said: "This is not from the hotel, I bought it."

Fang Yifan flipped through the game discs there and screamed in surprise. These were all the types he liked, but he just didn't have the chance to play them at home.

Ji Yangyang: "I asked you to come here so that you can have fun. I will definitely let you have fun. I have bought food, drinks, and games. You can eat and drink as much as you want."

Zhou Chen couldn't help but sigh. Although Ji Yangyang seemed mature, he was still a teenager after all, and his mental state was not much better than his peers.

A suite that costs more than two thousand yuan a night would be fine if the family was really rich, but in fact, the Ji family is not a wealthy family, especially with Ji Shengli's current position.

If Ji Yangyang's lavish spending was discovered and reported by someone with ulterior motives, it would definitely bring trouble to Ji Shengli.

But Ji Yangyang obviously did not have this awareness, because he had been with his uncle for a long time and had developed a habit of spending lavishly. He did not think that spending his uncle's money would cause any trouble for his father.

Thinking about how Ji Yangyang borrowed money from him yesterday, and looking at the current situation, it was obvious that the money Ji Yangyang borrowed from him was spent here.

"Ji Yangyang, you've stayed here for one night, aren't you afraid that your parents will worry?" Huang Zhitao asked worriedly.

Ji Yangyang snorted coldly: "Just want him to worry."

Fang Yifan gave a thumbs up: "Ji Yangyang, you are awesome and have guts. Yingzi, look at Ji Yangyang. If you had his guts, you wouldn't be exploited so miserably by your mother."

Qiao Yingzi picked up a bag of nuts on the table and threw it at him: "Fang Hou, you really deserve to be punished. Shut your stinky mouth."

"Hahaha."

Everyone burst out laughing.

Ji Yangyang took Fang Yifan and Lin Lei'er to play computer games. Zhou Chen sat on the side watching, while Huang Zhitao and Qiao Yingzi sat next to them chatting.

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