to study on the seventh floor. Wang Bo pushed open several classroom doors, three at most, two at least, or even one. But with his three girlfriends there, even a stranger was too much for him.
Wang Bo searched around, opened seven or eight doors, and finally found an unoccupied room in a row of classrooms facing the school’s Sun Plaza, the main road, and the playground.
After walking into the classroom, turning on the lights and closing the door, Wang Bo began to send text messages to Gong Jing, telling the girl her room number. Then, he threw the paper bag on the table casually, walked to the window, and looked out of the window condescendingly. Most of them were dark, shrouded in the misty night, except for the two sides of the main road and the playground. Because there are street lights illuminating the surroundings, several bright straight lines and a huge oval light belt are formed. Scattered men and women walked in the light belt, some went out, some came in, and some were running and walking around the playground, probably for evening practice.
Wang Bo looked at the scenery outside C for a while, then returned to where he put the paper bag and took out an English book inside, a biography of oil tycoon Rockefeller. In the past year or two, especially after Tongxun went public, he became interested in the lives of some of the founders of well-known consortiums in the world. He wanted to know how these people made their fortunes, especially how they protected their property after becoming rich. In the end, how did they retreat from the front desk to the background and gradually no longer be known to anyone. If nothing unexpected happens, more than ten years later, the profits from his current investment industry will be enough to make him one of the richest people in the world. The Internet, the stock market, and Bitcoin can predict the future and see through the fog of history. Making money is really not that simple.
Su Mengyao finally finished taking a shower and began to go back to the room to change clothes. Since it’s night, I’m not that particular about going out. She wore a loose white T-shirt and pink women’s shorts. She didn’t put on any makeup. She sprayed some elegant high-end perfume on her wrists and neck, and put some lotion on her face.
“I’m fine. Are you fine? Let’s go when you’re fine. Oh, by the way, Jingjing, take the pack of tissue paper on the coffee table with you.” Su Mengyao walked out of her bedroom with a book in a plastic bag. , said to Wen Xiaohan and Gong Jing who were sitting in the living room waiting for her.
“Bring a pack of tissue paper? No need, right? I have handkerchief paper here.” Gong Jing reached out and touched the paper bag containing the books, took out half a pack of heart-to-heart seals, and shook it towards Su Mengyao.
“Haha, you’d better bring it with you.” Su Mengyao smiled, then looked at Wen Xiaohan next to her and winked at him.
Wen Xiaohan looked at the paper on the coffee table, and then looked at the strange expression on Su Mengyao’s face. S