Due to his restlessness, Peng Chuan basically didn't listen to the last two classes, and his mind was full of "I have a sweetheart, I'm not interested in you", so he finally stayed up until the end of school, and got in touch with Teacher Song as soon as possible: "Old Song, you have to help me!"

Hearing Peng Chuan's weak tone, Teacher Song was startled, thinking that Peng Chuan had a serious illness.

After figuring out the reason, Teacher Song laughed: "Young master, don't worry, don't you just want to know if the young grandmother has a sweetheart, it's simple, I'll do it!"

As if the drowning man had found a straw, Peng Chuan hurriedly asked Mr. Song what his plan was.

I only heard Teacher Song say mysteriously: "Come to the hotel, I'll take you somewhere." ”

......

“？”

Seeing the layout of the surroundings clearly, Peng Chuan was confused.

Isn't this the trail behind the hotel, what did Mr. Song bring him here for?

Don't?

Could it be that Teacher Song knew that Weng Jiana had a boyfriend, and this was the place where the two had a tryst?

"Old Song, you-"

"Young Master. Teacher Song was mysterious, he pointed to the wall half a meter away, and his voice was full of pride: "Let's see what this is?"

Peng Chuan looked at it, isn't it just a wall?

Don't?

Isn't this a wall, but a human avenue - the wall is like an obstacle, the road is like a smooth road, don't insist on going your own way when you encounter obstacles, you can find a glorious and smooth road in a different direction?

This, this is to persuade yourself to give up Weng Jiana?

"No!" Peng Chuan shook his head again and again: "I won't give up!"

"Young Master?" Teacher Song looked puzzled: "What do you want?"

"I-"

"I'll show you this little card, you, what are you fooling around?"

Small cards?

After being reminded by Teacher Song, Peng Chuan finally saw that there was a small colorful card pasted on the wall in front of him-dear, are you still worried about not being able to get the account? Are you still sad that you can't find someone?... Come, don't hesitate, pick up the phone in your hand and dial 1378215xxxx... Private Detective Zhao Tianci is at your service 24 hours a day!

......

Riverside Road Cafe.

The two walked into the café and saw that there were a lot of people sitting inside, and they were about to make a phone call to confirm again, when a middle-aged man wearing Harley sunglasses beckoned, "Here." ”

"You're—"

"I'm Detective Zhao's secretary, and my surname is Zhao, so you can call me Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao was very talkative, took Mr. Song's hand and said, "Old man, was it you who made the phone call just now? What's the problem? What kind of predicament did you encounter? Looking at your age, it shouldn't be an emotional dispute, well, is it that your son and daughter-in-law are hiding and don't care about you? You can rest assured, as long as——"

Teacher Song smiled slightly, pointed at Peng Chuan and said, "It's this—"

"This?!" Mr. Zhao's face was lost: "This little friend, what are your troubles?"

Peng Chuan told the matter again.

"What, do you want us to help you find a little girl?" Mr. Zhao waved his hand and said, "No, this task is too low-level, we can't take it." ”

Seeing that the two were puzzled, Mr. Zhao explained: "Our Detective Zhao is a person with a very high status, he usually deals with the economic disputes of some large companies, and occasionally takes on some personal affairs. ”

"So-"

"So Detective Zhao charges a lot. ”

"How tall?"

"Billed weekly, five thousand a week!" Speaking of this, Mr. Zhao got up to leave: "I'm sorry, you are not our target customers, so we won't waste each other's time." ”

Seeing that Mr. Zhao was about to walk to the door, Peng Chuan said leisurely: "Is 10,000 a day okay?"

"Huh?!" Mr. Zhao braked sharply and walked back: "Hello, I didn't hear clearly just now, what task are you talking about?"

"I want you to help me look up a girl named Onjana, check if she has, well, if she has a boyfriend or someone you like. ”

"Is that so?!" Mr. Zhao slapped his head hard: "I blame me for this, I didn't listen carefully just now!" and agreed: "This matter is easy to do, give me a week, and I will give you a satisfactory answer!"

"It's not a low-level mission—"

"Just kidding, the so-called love between children and daughters is related to the next generation, how can it be a low-level task?" Mr. Zhao laughed: "By the way, you just said 10,000 a day?"

"Hmm. Got an opinion?"

"No!" Mr. Zhao took off his sunglasses: "I can sign the agreement now!"

"Isn't it Detective Zhao?"

"I'm Detective Zhao!" Detective Zhao looked obscene: "To do our business, the necessary packaging must still be there!But the little boss is so bold, I can't hide my identity anymore!"

Forehead.

Waiting for Detective Zhao to leave with a deposit of 100,000 yuan, Peng Chuan said to Teacher Song: "Old Song, the detective is here, so what am I going to do next?"

Teacher Song hated iron but not steel: "Young master, you are a man, the roses that men can't be ashamed to answer when chasing women bloom quietly, be brave and direct." ”

"I, how can I be direct?"

"Wouldn't this be? Invite her to dinner, watch a movie, ask her out for a walk and chat!"

"I, she, what if she rejects me?"

"Refusal? The mouth grows on you, if she refuses once, you can invite it again, you can't open your mouth, the girl will sleep with you, right? Pan An Song Yu doesn't have this ability!"

"Then I'm more direct and braver?"

"That's right!" Teacher Song finally smiled: "Remember, you are the son of the richest man, you have to be confident in your life!

"I, I'll try. ”

......

Another evening self-study.

While other classmates were immersed in hard study, Peng Chuan was listening to songs.

Songs, not ordinary songs.

It is the "war song" that Zhang Long specially downloaded for Peng Chuan!

It includes, but is not limited to, "Men Should Be Self-Improvement" (Huang Feihong's appearance music), "Difficult Sutra" (Qiao's exclusive BGM), "Chinese Army Soul" (Bright Sword theme song).

Hearing Peng Chuan's passion, he couldn't wait to rush to the podium and announce loudly: "Who said that the martial arts of the Xingzhu Sect must be better than my beggars' eighteen palms of dragon descending? Second battalion commander, bring Lao Tzu's Italian cannon, I, Peng Feihong, will raze the White Lotus Demon today!"

"Brother Peng?"

"Brother Peng?"

"Brother Peng?!"

Huang Yue shouted three times in a row, and finally alarmed Peng Chuan, and when he took off his headphones, he found that his classmates were looking at him with a foolish look.

"What's going on?"

"You shouted out. Huang Yue looked embarrassed: "You said you are Peng Feihong, and you want to take Italy-"

"Got it. Peng Chuan was expressionless: "Keep reading." ”

"Huh!"

Sneer.

Xiao Fangfang is like a villain boss who can't be killed and can't be driven away, and he can always respond at the first time: "During the day, I still wondered, why did Peng Chuan, who was so poor that he had no pants to wear, suddenly want to build a teaching building, it turned out that he was nervous!"

Before she finished speaking, the class was already laughing.

"Yikes. Weng Jiana also looked embarrassed: "Don't worry about others, read a book, well, tell me about this topic." ”

"Hmph. ”

With a snort, Xiao Fangfang finally let go of Peng Chuan.

......

Jingle bells!

Evening self-study after school!

Seeing Weng Jiana get up to leave, Peng Chuan took a deep breath and rushed over.

"Peng Chuan?" Weng Jiana said strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

"Swallowing the wind, kissing the rain and burying the sunset has never hesitated, deceiving the mountains and chasing the sea and trampling the snow trail has not despaired, and the flowers have deflected the wine to the madness of the world, with these two eyes and a hundred arms or a thousand hands, you can't prevent it!"

“？？？”

"Oh. Peng Chuan quickly walked out of the role of Qiao's gang leader: "I, I, I want to invite you to dinner." ”

"Dinner?" Weng Jiana rolled her eyes and thought for a moment, "Okay, it just so happens that I have something to tell you too." ”

yes！

Taking advantage of Xiao Fangfang's "blocking" by Zhang Long, Peng Chuan led the way, followed by Weng Jiana, and the two walked towards Li Jichuan Restaurant, which was not far from here.

When they got there, they were about to enter the door when a uniformed waiter stopped them: "I'm sorry, there are no seats." ”

"Huh?" Weng Jiana playfully stuck out her tongue, "Why don't we go somewhere else?"

Somewhere else?

I'm afraid that the "medicinal effect" of "Men Should Be Self-Improvement" can't support anywhere else.

Peng Chuan turned his head to see a table empty in the middle of the hall.

"Isn't there still a table?"

"Oh, that's a VIP seat, and it costs five hundred to sit there and pay for the table alone. The waiter thought he had said politely: "Look at you carrying bags or school students-"

"Wipe the table. ”

“？”

"It's a table charge. Peng Chuan took out 5,000 yuan from his pocket: "Wipe the table clean." ”

"Please wait!"