School gates.

"I forgot to bring an umbrella!" Li Zhenzhen muttered in annoyance.

"Then go back to the classroom and get it!" Song Qian was a little impatient. Women or something, twisting and pinching the most annoying, who has so much time to guess all kinds of thoughts? and not in love.

"I didn't bring an umbrella......"

Li Zhenzhen really didn't bring an umbrella, she took a taxi directly from home, and changed to Jiang Da's car halfway, so she didn't need an umbrella at all. Besides, walking with a transparent umbrella in the drizzle is in line with the image of the goddess, but walking with an umbrella in the wind and rain is ruining the image.

As a beautiful woman, how can you probably think about bringing an umbrella on a rainy day? And Li Zhenzhen almost forgot that Song Qian came by bus, and Teacher Cai also came by bus, which means that they either want to take a bus or can only take a taxi to the hospital at this time.

Either way, you need to walk through the square at the school gate.

At the moment, three people, two umbrellas.

"Caitou" opened his blue floral umbrella as a matter of course, naturally he was not prepared to share it with anyone. With a light sigh, Song Qian stretched out the umbrella he had given by Zhang Manlu marked with the logo of Lingcheng TV Station.

He can only use it with Li Zhenzhen. Fortunately, it's not a long journey.

"Where do you work now?"

Li Zhenzhen naturally put her hand into Song Qian's arm socket that was bent because of the umbrella, looking intimate.

Subconsciously, Song Qian changed the umbrella to one hand, and the hand close to Li Zhenzhen naturally drooped, and at the same time accelerated his pace.

Obviously, this is a rejection of Li Zhenzhen's intimacy with practical actions. Moreover, the normal pace and frequency of boys' walking are larger than those of girls, if they don't deliberately slow down, girls will have more difficulty keeping up, not to mention that Song Qian deliberately sped up his pace at this time, Li Zhenzhen didn't react for a while, and almost broke away from the umbrella.

"You slow down......" Li Zhenzhen said embarrassedly.

Because the ground was full of water, I walked a few steps quickly, and my shoes brought water stains, which had already splashed my calves in several places, and it was very uncomfortable to be wet. The raindrops unceremoniously hit Li Zhenzhen's head and body, who was not blocked by the umbrella.

Song Qian is not the kind of person who will not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but the object does not include Li Zhenzhen. I didn't want her to come in the first place, it was just a burden. Besides, as soon as he came up, he held hands, and this purpose was too obvious.

"It's that you're walking too slowly. Song Qian directly buckled the hat back.

It was a little embarrassed, but Li Zhenzhen was not discouraged, and quickened her pace to catch up. This time she learned to be obedient, she didn't hold Song Qian's arm, she just walked side by side with him, and changed the topic: "This umbrella is so distinctive." ”

"......" Song Qian was silent, is this unclear, what are the good features of the TV station.

"You donated more than 30,000 yuan today. ”

"Hmm. ”

"That's my salary for several months. ”

“……”

"Although it's a donation and a good deed, it's still very distressing to have so much money. ”

"It's fine. ”

"Of course, it's not the same if you have money, like me, who earns a salary of thousands of yuan a month, and generally donates a hundred yuan. is like Ge Tian, whose family assets are tens of millions, and he donated 1,000 yuan. ”

“……”

Song Qian knew very well what Li Zhenzhen meant, she could donate 100 yuan with her own monthly income of a few thousand yuan, and Ge Tian donated 1,000 yuan to tens of millions of family properties, so she donated more than 20,000 yuan at once, wouldn't she have hundreds of millions of assets?

If it goes well, it will be more than 100 million a day in less than a month.

If you want to say that now you have 4 million a day, you can still donate here and scatter there, but if you have 100 million a day, what should you do?

If you suddenly smash tens of millions of dollars down, will it attract the attention of the relevant departments and then arrest yourself?

Thinking of this question, which he had never considered before, Song Qian's head began to hurt a little. And this question is really realistic, that is, it will be a few months later.

Now, in order to adapt to the amount of millions of scattered wealth every day, he has gone from the original pure dick silk to try his best to be rich. And he also thought of the excuse for all kinds of heroic actions, if he really can't escape, he said that the lottery won, after all, there is a Qiankun bag now, and the lottery number that can win the lottery is really easy.

In the future, you must do something that can really make money, and when the time comes, you will earn 10,000 to say 100,000, and 2 million to 50 million, and you will be able to hide this identity.

After all, according to the "Advanced Handbook for Acting as a Financial God", once the secrets of the Heavenly Court are leaked, it will be regarded as leaking the Heavenly Machine, and you will be punished by the thunder of the sky.

Along the way, Song Qian was thinking about this and that problem all the way, plus he was holding the umbrella with the hand outside, and people always protect themselves out of instinct, so a small umbrella basically supported Song Qian himself.

As for Li Zhenzhen, because she was afraid of being disliked for being too close to Song Qian, she could only move away a little, so that most of her shoulders were exposed, and now even her skirt was wet and tightly attached to her body.

"I'll call a tuk-tuk taxi, it's more convenient,"

Li Zhenzhen can only talk about reality when she can't get a response from Song Qian on various topics.

"The bus stop is just in front, what is it called a tudu taxi?" Song Qian looked at Li Zhenzhen with a puzzled expression. They kept walking towards the bus stop, doesn't that make sense?

Now Song Qian has a soft spot for buses, and he can't trigger any tasks. What can you do by taking a taxi?

For Li Zhenzhen, there are many benefits of taking a taxi, not to mention that it is convenient and fast, and the most important thing is that she can sit with Song Qian.

"There are three of us, and it costs nine yuan to take the bus, and it is not necessary to take a tutu taxi, the key is fast and convenient. ”

Li Zhenzhen naturally didn't say what she thought in her heart, so she put forward a more objective reason.

"It's not about the money. Song Qian said lightly.

"No, no, no, I'm not saying you calculate money......" Li Zhenzhen hurriedly clarified.

"Nothing. ”

is still a light tone, without the slightest expression of "angry" that Li Zhenzhen thought. This kind of performance without any emotion makes Li Zhenzhen very powerless. So he could only give up and continue to speak, and silently followed Song Qian to the bus stop.

"To the First People's Hospital...... It should be ......" Song Qian looked for the route of the First People's Hospital on the bus stop sign.

"Route 16. "Caitou" preemptively reported the answer.

Hearing this, Song Qian quickly found the No. 16 bus, and sure enough, he saw that the stops were Lingcheng Middle School and the First People's Hospital, and there were only two stops between the two.

"The next shift should be almost there. Song Qian looked at the time and said.

So the three of them, put away two umbrellas, and waited at the bus stop.

Because of the heavy rain, there were only Song Qian and the three of them at the bus stop, and all of a sudden, except for the sound of wind and rain, the surroundings were completely quiet.

"You don't usually take the bus, do you?"

Li Zhenzhen hesitated for a long time, but still asked this sentence. Because Song Qian looked at the bus stop sign just now, he looked very rusty.

"What's the problem?"

“……”

Song Qian's rhetorical question, although it was equivalent to affirming Li Zhenzhen's question, blocked everything she wanted to say later.

The brain circuit of the local tyrant is really difficult to understand......