Chapter 45 Wang Hai: Damn you
Chen Bojia paused, the scholarship alone was not enough, he needed other things.
The task of the system is to motivate materially and spiritually.
Mentally motivating…
happy? hapiness? proud? Let alone positive emotions.
Sending things to make him happy, does it count as showing off to his classmates?
But he is old, except money is money, and the things he gave last time were all brain-wrenching and difficult choices.
He didn't know that Chen Chuxi didn't like those brands, anyway, he went to the shopping platform to buy more expensive ones.
Directly turn to the most expensive, buy buy buy.
Actually, if he has enough time, he can find some better ones, special models, customized versions and so on.
What stands out is the banknote ability.
But let him deliver it again this time, and he will have waxing.
He doesn't know what young people like nowadays.
But he doesn't know, it doesn't matter, someone does.
He has nothing else, there are many people.
His sixth secretary is only 31 years old after all. After the 1990s, he should understand young people.
He asked him to think about what young people like, and as a reward, he encouraged Chen Chu to continue working hard.
It should be delivered when there are many people, so as to make Chen Chu happy and let him experience the spiritual joy.
Chen Bojia said this, "Let him feel the feeling of being envied by others, understand?"
The sixth secretary was deeply shocked. What is the relationship between Chen Chu and President Chen...
Mr. Chen's eldest son didn't bother Mr. Chen so much, did he?
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And just after Chen Chu fell asleep, a live video went viral on the Internet.
At the beginning, a group of bodyguards in black with umbrellas came down from several off-road and supercars.
In the torrential rain, more than a dozen bodyguards in black were expressionless, holding umbrellas, and large drops of rain fell on the black umbrellas.
Sputtering, breaking into large pieces of small water droplets.
Under the black umbrella, there are the cold eyes and stern faces of the bodyguards.
They stepped out in neat steps, their hard-soled boots stomping heavily on the rain-soaked road, splashing a lot of water.
But he didn't care, he stepped forward one after another, trampling on it like a splash.
It seems to be a picture in a movie, reflected in reality, with a magnificent and domineering picture.
At this moment, the heavy rain in the sky seemed to be a foil.
The shaky camera shifted along with the walking direction of these suffocating bodyguards, and suddenly saw two amazing men and women hiding from the rain under the trees on the side of the road.
The bodyguards stepped forward in a hurry, and quickly stepped forward, worked together to hold up the umbrella for him, opened the door, and surrounded the two of them on the white supercar.
The lights of the sports car flickered, the engine roared and started.
This is the end of the video, but the short video has gone viral on the Internet.
Because this is not a script, nor a movie, this is a real event that an anchor encountered during an outdoor live broadcast.
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The next day, Friday.
Chen Chu lost his bicycle, so he had to take the bus to go to school again.
There is nothing to say, there are a lot of classmates from the same school in the car.
From time to time, you can meet a few people you know.
It seems that everyone knows him, and everyone greets him.
Chen Chu sat down the whole car, his face stiffened with laughter.
After finally reaching the classroom, Chen Chu heaved a sigh of relief.
The aftermath of yesterday's 749 points in the class has not subsided. Seeing him coming, he is more enthusiastic than usual.
"Squad leader!"
"Squad leader."
"Hi, monitor!"
Chen Chu was busy nodding his head and answering questions, he had a headache.
Chen Chu heaved a sigh of relief after dealing with the enthusiastic classmates, and returned to his seat to sit down.
Wang Hai next to him was busy copying his homework crazily. He played like crazy last night. Even if he woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning to write the paper, he was still half a test paper away.
Chen Chu took a look at him and shook his head. Really, he is such an adult, he even forgot his homework?
Wang Hai exhaled, "Mom, it's finally getting better."
Seeing Chen Chu shaking his head, he was a little puzzled, "Why are you shaking your head?"
Chen Chudao, "It's just that I'm already in high school, and some people can forget to do their homework, talent."
Wang Hai was furious, "Eight papers! Who can bear it?"
Chen Chu still shook his head.
Wang Hai was about to bury his head and continue writing, when he suddenly raised his head, "Old vinegar, old vinegar, vinegar, let me copy the math paper."
Chen Chu spread his hands, "I didn't write it."
Wang Hai: "..."
Then you are finished, let's see how Old Tang will skin you later. ", Wang Hai gloated.
It's so exciting to watch brothers suffer.
Chen Chu frowned, "What? No way, no way. In high school, there are still people who are punished by the teacher for not doing their homework?"
Wang Hai: "???"
"You are not afraid?"
Chen Chu tilted his head, "Yesterday I told Old Tang that the test paper was too easy and it didn't work for me.
Old Tang asked me not to write papers, and he communicated with other teachers.
Let me learn by myself, and ask the teacher if I don’t understand. "
Wang Hai: "Fuck!!"
Forgot about the forced test of 749, it is the teacher's favorite right now.
Don't say that you just didn't do your homework, even if you fell asleep in class.
The teacher has to feel sorry for him studying too late last night, which caused him to not have a good rest and to feel drowsy during the day.
"Chen Chu, you really deserve to die!" Wang Hai's back molars were almost gnawed.
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Wang Hai's mood is understandable, he doesn't want his brother to suffer, and he doesn't want his brother to drive a Land Rover.
Feeling anxious to urinate, Wang Hai went to solve his personal problems.
Chen Chu was swiping his phone, playing a small game.
Suddenly, Wang Hai rushed in with a full face, "Damn, Chen Chu, do you know what I just saw?"
Chen Chu looked confused, "What?"
"Zhang Geng from class 17, he rode a BMW motorcycle to school!
Meow, handsome!
I heard that he passed the 701 exam this time, and his parents rewarded him with a motorcycle!
Well, it should be called a street car, and the body does not have a streamlined fairing.
It’s a mess, it’s really enviable. "
Chen Chu is also interested, locomotive, man's dream.
"Do you have any photos, I am Kangkang."
Wang Hai rolled his eyes, "Do you think I'm you?
Dare to take your mobile phone to school, and dare to take it out to play?
I didn't bring my mobile phone! I dare not take it out to shoot! "
Chen Chu was a little disappointed, "No, isn't he underage?
How can I ride a motorcycle without being afraid of being checked?
The school doesn't care? "
Wang Hai shrugged, "We are a small place, and motorcycle inspections are not so strict.
Didn't I chase a student before, did something happen, I dare not investigate.
I heard that motorcycles and electric vehicles are going crazy in some places. "
"What about the school? He drove the streetcar into the school, and the guard would let the car in?" Chen Chu asked.
Wang Hai was a little sour, "Hmph, don't look at your 749 points this time, being regarded as a treasure by the school.
But Zhang Geng was the school's signature before, representing the school and winning many competitions.
He must have had some privileges at school too. "
Chen Chu listened to Wang Hai chattering again, what is so enviable, how could it be like this, he really wanted to start the car and so on.
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In the parking lot, Zhang Geng parked the car under the awning very carefully.
Looking around, I am afraid that this BMW C400, which cost more than 70,000 yuan, will be scratched.
He begged his parents for a long time to buy this last night, although it is an entry-level BMW motorcycle.
I bought it overnight last night, and the license plate is not yet on, but he doesn’t even have a driver’s license, so it doesn’t matter whether he has a license plate or not.
He was faintly proud of himself, even if Chen Chu pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger, he was lucky to beat him once in academic performance.
But apart from studying, he is also better than him.
It's like family background.
His family, his father is an education ju, an iron rice bowl, a civil servant, and directly dumped Chen Chu for an unknown number of streets.
Butcher? It's hard to say.
And his mother, there is an art training center, and the annual income from tuition alone is hundreds of thousands.
This is not other things, such as learning painting, learning music, you have to buy professional equipment, right?
This has to be bought at the training center.
The cheapest entry-level flute, several hundred yuan.
Accordion, starting from a few thousand.
Every year, the training center does not know how much it earns from the professional equipment bought by students alone.
What can Chen Chu compare with him?
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(end of this chapter)