"The boss is my brother, and it doesn't work if I say it. Yang Ling politely refused, she still wanted to be cheap, she thought it was beautiful, it was all a small business, and she remembered Chen Xing's hard work in making money back then.

At the end of the second semester of Chen Xing's first year of high school, the school canteen wanted to increase the characteristics of the canteen and recruit some special foods, Ling Xin's family strength was indeed very hard, so Chen Xing went to apply for a few food safety certificates, and directly helped Chen Xing fight for a position in the school canteen.

After more than a year of operation, Chen Xing no longer makes baked cold noodles by himself, he has recruited two employees, and he doesn't need to take care of the purchase or anything.

Now he just has to lie at home and collect money.

At first glance, it seems unreasonable for Chen Xing to collect money without doing anything, but this is the case, this money has to be earned by Chen Xing.

It is worth mentioning that after Chen Xing no longer makes baked cold noodles, the stalls of baked cold noodles in the canteen are not so hot.

After lunch, Yang Ling waited for the end of school, and when he was idle and bored during class time, he brushed up the news and news about Chen Xing on the Internet, and lived in a home with him every day.

Yang Ling quite likes this feeling, brushing the news regardless of traffic, anyway, Chen Xing earns a lot of money and can afford to support her, and besides, this traffic is also spent on Chen Xing, of course he has to bear it!

There is not much news about Chen Xing on the Internet, the intercontinental boxing competition is said to be able to have a gold belt, and it can be regarded as a boxing champion, but the gold content of this competition is not too high, as long as the boxer promoter operates properly, theoretically, any professional boxer can attack this title.

"Is there anyone else blowing about little Tyson? What does he deserve to fight?" A comment made Yang Ling angry.

"Please talk like this in front of him, please!" Yang Ling's fingers tapped quickly on the phone, this keyboard warrior is really annoying!

She will also smile happily when she sees other people's comments praising Chen Xing, even if this person has vision, she just can't see others spraying her brother!

If you are not convinced, come to their brother and sister to try!

The afternoon was happily spent with her mobile phone, and when Yang Ling came back to her senses, she was already out of school, and she was reminded by her friends at the same table to come back to her senses from the world of mobile phones.

Alas, damn the phone, no, it's all Chen Xing's fault!

Walking with a few girls on the road to the school gate, the campus is always full of youthful atmosphere, there are people running on the playground, the court is always in full swing, and the basketball is constantly thrown into the frame, and then the iron is bounced off.

However, the most youthful and eye-catching girls on campus will always be those beautiful girls, and this will not change no matter how time changes.

And now there are several beautiful girls walking on the road.

Wearing a school uniform, Yang Ling, who has no extra dress, is the most eye-catching of these girls, the former girl is now open, and her height has grown to 1.74 meters, which is taller than the girls next to her.

The tall figure, the white melon seed face, and the long ponytail flung behind him, adding a bit of heroism, and her girl-next-door elegant face described a strange contrast, which was more eye-catching.

"Sister Ling, there is a new dessert shop on the next street, do you want to go with us to try it?" Wang Ruolin, who was at the same table, was also a little beauty, and asked Yang Ling with a smile.

"Ah, I'm sorry, my brother came to pick me up today, and I can't go. Yang Ling declined the invitation of her classmates.

"What!Brother Xing is back now?!" Wang Ruolin screamed loudly, Chen Xing was still competing at noon, and there were several other girls who were also surprised.

Here it is again, Yang Ling sighed in his heart and nodded.

"Is it at the school gate now?" Wang Ruolin hurriedly asked, very anxious.

Yang Ling could only nod again.

"Sister Ling, why didn't you say it earlier!" Wang Ruolin hurriedly moved the schoolbag behind her in front of her, took out the mirror from the schoolbag and opened it, looking at herself in the mirror.

"I've had a bit of a light lip lately and I have to put on some lipstick. "Wang Ruolin can't see it, this state is not good, she has to quickly make up her makeup.

"Well, I seem to have to draw this eyebrow. ”

"Wait for me to put on my contact lenses!" The girls who were traveling with them suddenly became confused.

Yang Ling just stood in place with a helpless face and waited for this group of girls to finish their scramblings, damn Chen Xing, how could he attract these sweet girls so much?

Yang Ling never thought that she would receive a girl's love letter in this life, it was not one, there were many, many of them, and they were all asked to be handed over to Chen Xing.

When she first entered high school, she was still very unaccustomed to it, why did I, a good sister of Gangcheng No. 3 Middle School, do the business of handing over love letters?

The first time, she still handed over half a schoolbag's love letter, what she never expected was that Chen Xing actually read it, and read every love letter!

Half a schoolbag's love letter, Yang Ling was too heavy to carry, Chen Xing actually read it!

His move aroused Yang Ling's doubts, and he answered the questions like this.

"It's all people's hearts, I can't respond but I can't disrespect their hearts, so I have to put it away. ”

I didn't expect it to be so troublesome, so Yang Ling never accepted other people's love letters anymore, saving a little time for her brother.

After a few minutes, the girls finally touched up their makeup, with a sweet smile on their faces that they had never had in a day, and the sweet Yang Ling felt that it was too much.

"Sister Ling, you can let your brother go to the dessert shop with us. Wang Ruolin and the group of girls looked at Yang Ling with blank eyes.

"No, I have to go to the club for dinner at the end of every game, and my brother will definitely pick me up. Yang Ling also has some sympathy for this group of girls, and she never forgets her brother.

But they didn't know that Chen Xing seemed to lack some interest in young girls.

As the person who has been with Chen Xing for the longest time, she found that Chen Xing looked at those women who were a little older and had a better figure, and his eyes often stayed for a lot of time, while for high school girls, he basically skipped it at a glance.

Her brother has a bit of a strange fetish, but it's not a pervert, Yang Ling thinks it's bearable.

The girls were a little disappointed, and with some expectation, they walked to the school gate with Yang Ling.

As soon as they arrived at the school gate, the eyes of the girls except Yang Ling were flooded.

They saw Chen Xing.

Chen Xing wore a very simple coat, a white jacket, plus black pants, and the word "Fengwei" was written on the jacket, which was the clothing of the players of the Fengwei Boxing Club, and the pants were also matching.

Chen Xing really doesn't like to buy clothes. Either wearing a school uniform or wearing club clothes. The angular face under the short hair, the comfortable facial features, and the pair of bright eyes seem to contain stars.

It's a very attractive pair of eyes.

Chen Xing, who is dressed simply, is also eye-catching in the crowd, in addition to his unique temperament, more important is his car,

A metallic, black and green motorcycle, an entry-level sports car, a huge body full of power, coupled with that full appearance and super high appearance, passers-by can't help but look sideways, and many parents who come to pick up their children also stop to watch.

Kawasaki Ninja, this motorcycle cost Chen Xing almost a month of canteen profits plus auto repair shop dividends.

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