“艹”
In the Longhu Villa District, Wan Yi smashed a vase on the ground. This was the high-quality imitation Qianlong blue and white porcelain that he had bought.
"These fawning dogs.”
"How dare you kick me out of the group."
"D * mn, how many meals have I treated you?”
"So what if Wang Feng is rich?”
"That poor brat is a pretentious brat."
"Is she as good to you as I am?"
"You guys mocked him last night too, right? Just wait and see how he treats you guys.”
Wan Yi casually threw his phone away. In the next second, another invitation popped up.
"Hmm?"
"The class monitor invited me back to the group?"
Wan Yi subconsciously wanted to reject him, but he saw the class monitor, Can Yang, send him a message.
"I deleted it wrongly just now. I'm sorry, Wan Yi. When Old Hei gets married the day after tomorrow, I'll give you a toast to apologize.”
"That's more like it."
Wan Yi heaved a sigh of relief and clicked into the group.
Then, a red packet popped out.
He pointed with his finger and poked it open.
"666 yuan?"
"What the hell? How big of a red packet is this? Isn't it only 200 yuan per WeChat red packet?”
"Who sent a red packet that actually exceeded the limit of WeChat red packets?”
Then, he opened it.
"874 yuan."
Class monitor Can Yang: " 777 yuan."
He Momo replied,"333 yuan."
Good boy…
Moreover, he had given out 66 red packets in the class. Each of them had a few hundred yuan. This red packet was at least tens of thousands.
In a car far away in Jiang Beizui.
Wang Feng sat in the back of the company's Mercedes-Benz S600 and looked at a mission floating in front of him.
"Ding! Now, the quest is to fight back: There are still many people in the group who question the host's identity. Please fight back. Mission reward: 100x red packet card."
Just now, Wang Feng had sent out a 50,000 yuan red packet to test the waters.
Then, the group exploded.
"CEO Wang, you're too polite."
"Congratulations to my old classmate for your meteoric rise and promotion to the vice president of Hong Meng Group.”
"Thank you, Boss. Bang bang bang (kowtow).”
"Wang Feng is awesome!!!”
Wang Feng smiled and tapped on the keyboard.
"@ Everyone, Old Hei is my buddy. We stayed in the same dormitory for four years in university. I hope everyone can come and celebrate for him. In the future, if you need my help with marriage and children, just let me know. I'll do my best.”
As he spoke, he sent out another 100,000 yuan red packet.
"F * ck, I got 8888?”
"That's awesome, CEO Wang. My salary for two months is not even comparable to the two red packets I snatched in the group today.”
"Withdraw your divine power, no…CEO Wang, please do your best. Hit me."
"More, more, I want more.”
"Zhang Yaoyao, there's something wrong with you…but you also want to share the rain and dew equally.”
Wan Yi, who had just joined the group, also opened the red packet.
"1314 yuan."
Such a striking and beautiful number, but even a slap on his face made him feel flushed.
"Wang Feng, isn't it just a few stinking money? As for pretending to be classmates?"
He couldn't help but curse," Why are you showing off your money? Who cares?"”
Then, he saw He Momo post two screenshots.
Wan Yi received Wang Feng's 666 yuan red packet.
Wan Yi received Wang Feng's 1314 yuan red packet.
The crowd instantly fell into chaos.
Zhang Yaoyao: " Yo, Wan Yi, I thought you had guts. Those of us who received red packets are all thanking Wang Feng, but you're the one who directly started scolding. You're taking someone else's and still scolding him. Even dogs don't bite after eating. You're worse than a dog."”
Blackie replied," 1."
Class monitor Can Yang: 1
He Momo replied," 1."
……
For a moment, Wan Yi exploded with anger.
He slammed his phone on a tile.
"Pata!"
The screen of the Apple 12Pro that he had just bought shattered.
His heart ached so much that he sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Damn Wang Feng, let's see how many more days you can be proud of yourself.”
"Weren't you a poor kid in the past?”
"You were forced to break up with Song Qingran's parents when you were dating in school. Hmph, I'll expose all your scandals. You even skipped class in school. Do you think you're qualified to become an internet celebrity with such a character?”
"Internet celebrities need positive energy. Are you even worthy?”
He quietly found an old professor from Zhejiang University who had caught Wang Feng on the internet and sent him the dirt. He also sent him some photos of Wang Feng's poor and destitute days in school. He had close-ups of all the clothes sold at street stalls and photos of him and Song Qingran together.
In the end, he posted a photo of him flaunting his wealth in the group.
After hesitating for a moment, he deleted the photo of the red packet in the group.
Wouldn't that expose him?
He was just about to reply smugly in the group.
"You are no longer a member of the discussion group."
“艹!”
"Damn it, Canyang kicked me again. Is he crazy?~”
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