"Will you come tomorrow?"

"Zhong Tai just asked me to pass you a message. ”

On the way back to school, Chen An received two WeChat messages from Zhang Ying.

He couldn't help but have a headache when he saw the word Zhong Tai now, what was wrong with this person?

Chen An even suspected that Zhong Tai not only had a problem with his personality, but also had a problem with his sexual orientation.

He also went to Baidu on the Internet as the boss of Meiyuan Lake and Xinhai Cheng, except for knowing that his name is Zhong Shanhai, everything else is some bullshit, and interpersonal relationships can't be found at all.

Weird no.

"What's the matter?"

Chen An replied patiently.

Zhang Ying typed: "Zhong Tai wants you to go to his fight club, which is full of rich second generations looking for excitement, and you should have a lot of common language with them." ”

Fight Club?

It's all the rich second generation looking for excitement?

Chen An immediately refused: "My father is a party member, I am the second generation of the party, not the rich second generation, and I can't play such a thing as a fight club." ”

It's so cool to hit a sandbag, and it won't fight back.

The kung fu of his three-legged cat is estimated to have been solved by two feet when he came to power.

He didn't want to be beaten for some reason.

The most important thing is that Chen An doesn't want to contact Zhong Tai at all, after all, he is just a college student with a little money, how can he play with others?

I didn't bow my head before, I guess I was about to provoke him.

"Okay, I'm just a messenger. Zhang Ying made a rare (sweat-wiping) expression.

He was also quite helpless.

Chen An stopped at the gate of the school, his brows furrowed, he really didn't have much confidence when facing someone like Zhong Tai.

In terms of background, other people's fathers are real estate tycoons, and in terms of wealth, it is estimated that Zhong Tai has enough money to start his own team for a few months.

The energy that two people can use is not at the same level at all.

Why don't you change gyms yourself?

We can't afford to provoke it, but we can hide it too.

But Chen An then thought that with the increase of his disposable funds, he would inevitably come into contact with people in Zhong Tai's circle in the future.

Blindly avoiding it doesn't seem to be a good way to do it...

Headache.

Chen An couldn't help but sigh, since that time the counselor came to him, he gradually realized that his identity was a problem.

To control wealth, you need not only good cultivation, but also identity.

Ordinary people get rich, and the biggest possibility is the identity of "lottery winners".

Chen An estimated that he could get one himself, but this was tantamount to a drop in the bucket.

Now he can increase by 300,000 per day, and the system will soon be upgraded to level six, and it is estimated that it will be doubled at that time.

It's okay to "win" the lottery once, but you can't "win" the lottery every day, right?

As for his own leather bag company, he can only fool his parents, so that they can spend the money they send back to enjoy life with peace of mind.

Want to use this thing to fool the rich second generation like Zhong Tai?

That's probably something that only happens in dreams.

There is also a solution - spend a small amount of money with peace of mind, and don't dream of being a rich man.

Chen An felt that this was even more impossible.

If you don't take it, you will regret hitting the wall when the time comes.

There is a saying that the most unfortunate thing is not that people die, but that people die and the money is still there...

Chen An wandered around the school gate a few times, cigarettes one after another.

It's just that he didn't have a lung at all, and he spit it out after taking a sip, which was purely a conditioned reflex to pressure in his brain.

He sat on the side of the road, pondering the ins and outs of the whole thing, and the more he thought about it, the more strange it felt.

The first time I met Jong Tae, it happened to be at the gym.

But the California gym is a deserted place, and it is not the top gym, so it should not be attractive to Zhongtai at all.

Thinking of the "Fight Club" that Zhang Ying just said, Chen An thought that since it is called "Fighting", then there must be a special gym, and Zhong Tai has no reason to go to the California gym to make sandbags.

Even if it was just a coincidence that he came to the gym, according to Zhong Tae's seemingly polite but rebellious personality, it was unlikely that he would stare at himself as a college student.

There is a big problem here, two huge coincidences happen, then this is no coincidence.

Chen An didn't even notice that his thinking ability was gradually improving.

There has never been such a special event as the system to increase IQ, and if Chen An wants to make his brain smarter, then the only way is to think more and think more - the brain is always more and more flexible.

He is indeed slowly moving forward on this road - whether it is logical thinking or the judgment ability of human feelings, he is slowly accumulating.

"So... It's possible that this Zhong Tai already knew me before he came to the gym?"

He thought of the sister that Zhong Tae said again, but...

When did you know a woman surnamed Zhong?

Chen An recalled carefully and was sure that he had never known a woman with the surname Zhong.

But Zhong Tai can't be stupid enough to recognize the wrong person.

"Headache..."

Regardless of whether he agrees to join his fight club or not, he first has to figure out one thing-

Why does Zhong Tai keep staring at himself?

In ten minutes, Chen An already had four or five more cigarette butts under his feet.

is targeted by a moody rich second generation, and no one will be calm in their hearts.

"Who is this person staring at, what is he doing staring at Lao Tzu, an ordinary college student?"

Chen An was slightly irritable.

There weren't many people at the school gate at night, and Chen An still hadn't come up with any good ideas.

Just as he was about to go back to the dormitory, Chen An stopped again and turned his head to stare at the scattered cigarette butts on the ground.

"Start small. ”

He turned around, picked up all the cigarette butts in the ground and threw them all into the trash.

Although no one saw it, Chen An was gradually restraining himself to develop a good habit of being cautious.

...

In the dormitory, the three of them were playing games, Chen An's expression had returned to normal, and he sat on a stool staring at his textbook in a daze.

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided..."

On the way back, he gradually figured out this sentence.

Zhong Tae relied on himself, there must be something.

If he doesn't break this matter, it is estimated that he will have new actions in the future, and it is estimated that he will be disturbed.

Now that I'm in the dormitory, my determination has turned into action.

"Coach Zhang, please tell Zhong Tai, I hope to talk to him. ”