Chapter 3: The Existence of the Little Overlord
Lu Yi'an.
Ruan Shengwei hadn't heard from him for a long time, and he hadn't thought of this person for a long time. But the things hidden in the memory will not disappear because of time, so Ruan Shengwei can easily pull out all kinds of information about Lu Yi'an from his mind.
Lu Yi'an, the little son of the Lu family, was born when his father came to run everything smoothly, so he was held in the hands of the Lu family since he was a child, and he was afraid of melting in his mouth.
In addition, there is no need to inherit a huge family business or a messy noble circle, the parents love and the family is harmonious, and the life since childhood can be described as smooth sailing and no sorrow.
What's more, a pair of cat-like eyes are dripping in front of your eyes, even if you know that he has any bad ideas, you can't bear to poke him.
Lu Yi'an, with his natural big eyes and a belly full of bad water, has also become a little overlord in their circle of rich second generations.
At least Ruan Shengwei didn't have any experience of being bullied when he was a child under his protection.
Ruan Sheng smiled and shook his head, throwing Lu Yi'an out of his mind. No matter what happened before, there will probably be no intersection in the future.
She leaned against the window, a little sleepy again.
Her school is in the suburbs, to what extent is the suburbs? It's probably more than two hours' drive from anywhere you go. Ruan Shengwei slept well in the car.
I returned to the dormitory refreshed, and I wished I was dreaming.
A few roommates made an appointment to go out shopping this afternoon, but the dormitory was empty, but it was so chaotic that people had nowhere to stay.
Chairs are placed in the middle of the dormitory, and clothes are restless on the chairs or thrown on the ground, but fortunately there are no intimate clothes such as underwear.
There were even leftover takeout boxes on the ground, and even rice juice spilled on the ground.
Ruan Shengwei leaned against the door, opened WeChat with a headache, typed and deleted the input box with his fingertips, and issued a good word.
The green message box is white, lined with black letters.
"Are you coming back today? Let's help clean up the dormitory, two thousand will be transferred to you. ”
The university is one of the most famous colleges in the country, not for the quality of its teaching, but for its expensive tuition fees and its strange admissions.
One is Ruan Shengwei, who has nearly 700 tuition-free admission in the college entrance examination, which is also the reason why Ruan Shengwei came to this school. The other category belongs to the reason why most people come in, you can get in if you give money, no matter how many points you score in the college entrance examination, as long as you give enough money to get in. Therefore, it is also known as the aristocratic college among universities.
Ruan Shengwei's roommates belong to another category.
At home, she is a pampered girl, and when she goes out, she also carries her own self-esteemed princess heart.
Oh, Ruan Shengwei is not very annoying. Because only if they have princess disease, she can make some money once in a while, right?
For example, you can get 2,000 just by cleaning the messy dormitory today, so why not?
Before Ruan Shengwei could turn off his phone, another message popped up, "We don't want clothes either, you can take what you want, it's not valuable." ”
Ruan Shengwei did not reply, and there was no need to reply. She pulled out a pair of gloves and a garbage bag from the shelves on the wall, put the clothes she didn't want in, and cleaned the dormitory.
After cleaning, it was already more than half an hour, Ruan Shengwei washed his face and lay on the bed, collected the transfer in WeChat, and fell asleep groggy.
Before going to bed, I was still thinking, worthy of being a school flower, and thousands of clothes were thrown away, but what about her living expenses for a few months...