"It's easy!" Speaking of his strengths, Zhang Qiang became interested and explained: "We have thirty-nine classes in high school, twenty-eight classes in high school, and eighteen classes in high school, and I have one or two informants in each class, I have two mobile phones, a total of three numbers, one for personal use, and one for contacting classmates, including these informants I collected, and one is specially used to run Baidu Baizhi." ”

"Focus!" Mo Ziqi stirred the coffee and reminded that he didn't notice that what people said was the point.

"Huh! Good. Zhang Qiang hurriedly got down to business and said to the Sultan: "You are so beautiful, naturally all male classmates will pay attention, at this time, suddenly a transfer student said that he knows you, as well as your photos and information, which can naturally attract the attention of many people, including the Baidu informant in his class, and then it's simple, the informant sends me all the information he knows, I just need to find a good time to release the information." ”

When the Sultan heard this, he suddenly had a feeling of admiration for him, and asked, "You also took those photos of me and Ji Xun?" ”

Zhang Qiang pushed his glasses and said with some embarrassment: "Some are some and some are not, the text was compiled by me." "I hope I won't be blocked in the classroom by the top students after the holidays.

"Do you know who posted the photo of Ji Xun and Sultan on the blackboard last time?" Mo Ziqi asked him expectantly, she had always remembered this incident.

Zhang Qiang looked at Mo Ziqi, shook his head, and said: "I really don't know this, I just know that it has been posted before dawn, and the school's monitoring must have been recorded." He was very embarrassed that he didn't break the news to the school's Baidu Baizhi.

Mo Ziqi said disdainfully: "Cut, I also know that the school has surveillance records, but who has such a big face?" ”

"There's a guy who does." Zhang Qiang said seriously: "But even if she knows, she won't necessarily say it." ”

The Sultan stirred the coffee and said, "You mean Mr. Du?" ”

Zhang Qiang and Mo Ziqi both looked at the Sultan, and then Mo Ziqi and the Sultan looked at Zhang Qiang together.

Zhang Qiang nodded, silently affirming the Sultan's speculation.

The three of them were silent for a while, and Mo Ziqi asked Zhang Qiang mysteriously: "Can I ask you a question?" ”

Zhang Qiang smiled and nodded.

"What the hell do you do?" Mo Ziqi is very curious about what kind of business people can cultivate such a guy?

Zhang Qiang's smile became stronger, pointed outside, and said, "This shopping mall belongs to my father." ”

The simple eight words made Mo Ziqi and Sultan widen their eyes, and after the two looked at each other, they quickly took a sip of coffee to suppress the shock.

After his coffee, the Sultan said, "I want to ask you a question too. ”

"Please!" Zhang Qiang was very satisfied with their reactions, except for those who were particularly familiar with him, no one knew about his family's background, including all the teachers, and even the principal, and the reason for telling them was that he secretly glanced at Mo Ziqi, and his heart was full of mixed flavors.

"Are you planning to open an entertainment gossip company in the future?" Now she is so interested in gossip, and can even skillfully use it to bring attention, it's not her guessing, look at what he does, is this done by high school students?

Zhang Qiang took a sip of coffee and said with a smile: "As long as you make money, you can do anything!" After a pause, he said, "Of course, you don't sell your body. ”

His words made Sultan and Mo Ziqi laugh, but they didn't expect Zhang Qiang outside the school to be a completely different person! What is it called? Real people don't show up, right?

When they came out of the café, it was already past eleven o'clock, and they actually chatted for more than an hour, Mo Ziqi planned to take the Sultan to dinner, so he said goodbye to Zhang Qiang and said, "Let's go to dinner, goodbye." ”

"Eh, wait a minute." Zhang Qiang stopped Mo Ziqi, his eyes showed a little shyness, pushed his glasses and asked, "Shall I invite you to dinner?" There is a hot pot restaurant in this mall, which is very delicious, I have a discount card, very discounted, and a private room. ”

Mo Ziqi seemed to love food in front of Ji Xun, Sultan and Jiang Nan, but she didn't like to take advantage of others, so she shook her head and refused: "No need, it's too troublesome for you." ”

Zhang Qiang didn't want to give up the opportunity, and continued: "It's not troublesome, I'm alone anyway, and now that the flow of people is so large, it's winter, there must be no seats, I have a special private room, don't use it in vain." ”

Mo Ziqi thought about it and felt that what he said made sense, so he nodded and said to him, "Why don't you do this?" I'm in for a treat, but I'm going to borrow your discount card, how about it? "If I asked him to use the discount card, he wouldn't have agreed.

Zhang Qiang was a little embarrassed, in his world, it is a very ungentlemanly thing to be paid for by a girl, but he is not a person who does not know how to be flexible, knowing that such an opportunity does not wait for anyone, and after this time, I am afraid that there will be no next time, so after thinking about it for a few seconds, he nodded decisively and said with a smile: "Okay, then don't dislike my appetite later!" ”

In a word, the originally somewhat unnatural atmosphere was instantly harmonized, which shows the high EQ and IQ of Zhang Qiang.

The Sultan looked at Zhang Qiang with a slightly different look, not interested in him, but feeling that he was afraid of underestimating this person.

Mo Ziqi listened to Zhang Qiang's words, and said with a disdainful expression: "Big appetite? In this world, foodies do not distinguish between men and women and borders, for example, right now, there is a semi-foodie standing in front of you. ”

"yes, why can I only count half?" The Sultan was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Humph!" Mo Ziqi lifted the bag, gave half of it to the Sultan, motioned for her to help him get it, and said disdainfully as he walked: "Even if you eat hot pot and can only eat clear soup, can you be counted as a foodie?" I said that you were half afraid that you would be left behind. ”

The Sultan smiled and pushed Mo Ziqi, and scolded with a smile: "you." "No one cares about it today, I also want to eat spicy pot, okay?

Mo Ziqi, who was walking next to her, was like a roundworm in her stomach, and immediately said, "Don't you have the idea of eating spicy pot!" Ji Xun knew that he would destroy me. Just yesterday, Ji Xun looked at the Sultan's reluctant eyes, she still felt goosebumps when she remembered it, and it was a big risk for not telling him that the Sultan didn't come home, she didn't want to die, and controlling the Sultan was the most important thing.

The Sultan wanted to hide his face and burst into tears, reminding: "Can you pay attention? "There's another man here, and he's the king of gossip.

Mo Ziqi looked at Zhang Qiang, who was walking behind them, stuck out his tongue at the Sultan, and said sorry, but he didn't see Zhang Qiang, who had been paying attention to her, laughed unconsciously after seeing her cute expression.

When they arrived at the hot pot restaurant, the three of them were welcomed by the lobby manager to the innermost private room, the private room environment was very good, as the person who invited guests today, Mo Ziqi ordered a mandarin duck pot, and at the same time showed a mouthful of big white teeth to the Sultan, and smiled very hatefully.

After ordering two servings of mutton and two servings of beef, Mo Ziqi asked the other two, "What do you eat?" ”

Zhang Qiang shook his head and said to Hou's manager there: "Serve the dishes directly for three people, you can have more meat, and don't take it if it's unhealthy." ”

After the manager left, Mo Ziqi gave Zhang Qiang a thumbs up and said, "Crisp and neat, like." ”

Zhang Qiang smiled and made a gesture of thanks, full of pride.

The dishes came up quickly, and they all looked fresh, as well as Mo Ziqi's favorite beef and Sudan's favorite shrimp.

The three of them chatted while eating, and Mo Ziqi asked Zhang Qiang: "Why are you so low-key?" I have been in the same class with you for more than a year and have not found out that you are a rich man. ”

Zhang Qiang's movements and eating are very gentle, and they look comfortable, and Mo Ziqi suddenly has a feeling that I am indeed too unparticular.

"It's okay, if you blindly emphasize that your family is rich, I'm afraid you won't be able to make any friends." I'm afraid that even ordinary classmates have some tastelessness, they are all adults, they know what they want, and what they do is more beneficial to themselves, not everyone is like you and the Sultan, who see fame and fortune as worthless.

Mo Ziqi is not stupid, she knows the meaning of Zhang Qiang's words, she has also encountered a lot of people who curry favor with her because her family is rich, in fact, she doesn't know how to arrange herself behind the scenes, such a person is not as good as someone who disdains to deal with her from beginning to end, at least such a person will not calculate how to get benefits from you every day.

The Sultan peeled a shrimp, dipped it in some light soy sauce and chili sauce and ate it, no way, Mo Ziqi had an expression that she dared to eat spicy pot and broke off her friendship, she could only go to the sauce and get some chili sauce to have a good time.

"You have to watch so much gossip every day, can you take care of it in your studies?" The Sultan still asked, anyway, there was a chance, and they all sat down at the same table to eat, and it was okay to know more, anyway, she knew this guy's eyes very well.

Zhang Qiang swallowed the lettuce in his mouth and took a sip of water before saying, "It's okay, it's a bit of a delay at night, so my academic performance has not been good." ”

"Huh?" Mo Ziqi reacted after listening to the words of Sultan and Zhang Qiang, and said: "In this way, if you don't deserve to be this Baidu Jun, will your results be better than mine?" ”

Zhang Qiang shook his head and said, "Probably not, you are so smart, I will definitely not be able to catch up." ”

Mo Ziqi threw a lot of enoki mushrooms into it, looked at Zhang Qiang with suspicious eyes, and said with a smile: "Is it true?" Why am I so unbelieving? ”

The Sultan took advantage of Mo Ziqi's chat, and quickly stole a lettuce that Mo Ziqi threw in, and sighed in his heart: The feeling of being a thief after eating hot pot came out, and in order to cover it up, she also answered very seriously: "You really shouldn't believe it, people's IQ and EQ are obviously above the two of us, okay?" ”

Mo Ziqi glanced at the lettuce in the sultan's bowl, pretended not to see it, and said, "Can't you let me be narcissistic for a while?" Although she also knows that this is true.

The Sultan smiled and said to Mo Ziqi: "Narcissism is conceited to a certain extent, and people who can't see their own abilities and the abilities of others are serious narcissists with small bellies. ”

Mo Ziqi stopped talking, looked at the steaming hot pot and complained: "What a cheerful hot pot, you actually talked about education." After speaking, he immediately changed his face, and said to Zhang Qiang with a smile: "I think you can break the news today, how about 'beautiful school flowers eat spicy hot pot secretly'?" ”

The Sultan was convinced, and with his hands he said, "Let me go." ”

Zhang Qiang smiled: "Hehehe... You guys have a good relationship. "I also want to have a friend who can quarrel and entertain each other.