Chapter Seventy-Four: The Return of Rongcheng

Before parting, at the gate of Rongcheng University.

Zhuang Jiayi looked at Da Shuaibi standing not far away, and her heart was quite complicated.

In Rongcheng, it's barely hers. This time you go, you can become someone else's, someone else's boyfriend. The arm she pillowed would hold the other girls again.

When I said it, I was very generous, but now that I think about it, I don't feel good in my heart.

"Coming back and giving you a surprise attack, master of time management? Inexistent. Zhuang Jiayi muttered in her heart.

Zhang Yanglai was alone, and when he left, everything was sorted into the Hermes bag he bought.

"By the way, I'll give you a bag." Zhang Yang took out a bag he had picked out in Taikoo Li when he checked out.

He can't be regarded as a god in the real sense now, and he really can't deliver a house and a car. Take 10,000 steps back, even if he is a god, he will not send a house and a car casually.

The others can't be sent, and tens of thousands of bags can still be sent.

"Bags?" Zhuang Jiayi took the bag, her eyes were both happy at once, but she also felt that it was too expensive and not easy to accept.

"Just take it, do you think I'm going to spend money on girls casually?" Zhang Yang said casually.

"Really?" Zhuang Jiayi hugged the bag, and her eyes suddenly bloomed with joy.

"Absolutely." Zhang Yang nodded firmly.

"Hell knows how many girls you've paid for." Zhuang Jiayi was happy and angry, and opened her arms to Zhang Yang, "Give me a parting KISS." โ€

There were people coming and going at the gate of the campus, and many people noticed the scene of this tall and handsome guy hugging the petite girl.

The scene was too beautiful, and many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures of this scene.

"The boys seem to be out of school."

"There is one less high-quality girl."

"I advise you not to play games all day, open your eyes and see, how many girls are left, how many beautiful girls are left?"

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When I came, it was Sichuan Airlines, and when I went back, it was China Eastern Airlines.

Sitting in the first-class cabin of China Eastern Airlines, looking at the equally enthusiastic flight attendant, Zhang Yang suddenly missed the Sichuan Airlines attendant wearing a red and black uniform.

Well, and that tone that looks like you're talking to a child.

He sat by the porthole, his wrists inadvertently showing Audemars Piguet, his tall figure, his face with thin lips and a straight nose, inadvertently revealing his memories.

To tell the truth, it's really crazy.

"Mr. Zhang, are you reminiscing about someone?" The flight attendant of China Eastern Airlines squatted and looked up at the handsome guy in front of her.

"Huh?" Zhang Yang came back to his senses and looked at the beautiful stewardess who was looking at him intently, "No, it's just a person who meets in Pingshui." โ€

"Then you must be a single-minded and affectionate person." The flight attendant said with certainty.

"yes, I'm trying to be that kind of person." Zhang Yang smiled suddenly.

When the magic capital landed, Zhang Yang hesitated, as if to confirm his previous conjecture, he looked at the flight attendant and hesitated slightly.

"Sir, is there anything you can help with?"

"That... Can you ask for your private WeChat? Zhang Yang asked the flight attendant.

The flight attendant's fair and beautiful face turned red as soon as she brushed it.

After a while, a small note with Juanxiu's handwriting was given to Zhang Yang.

Around noon, the flight landed.

After nearly ten days, he finally returned to the land of the Demon Capital again.

The first thing I do when I come back is naturally to go back to my accommodation first.

Open the window, let in the air, hang up the hundreds of thousands of Zegna suits I bought, and organize the bags and suitcases.

Vacheron Constantin is no longer wearing it, and it is placed in the power watch box prepared in advance.

Although he lacked liquidity, he was not ready to sell the watch.

"Turn around and give this watch to Daddy." Zhang Yang muttered to himself.

Instead of selling second-hand, it is better to give it to your own father, the watch is useless or not, whether it is second-hand, besides, it has not been worn for a few days.

His Cayenne is the same, and sooner or later it will be for Daddy.

After everything was cleaned up, Zhang Yang went downstairs and drove his Bentley Continental GT straight to get ready to slip around.

It's almost ten days since I opened it, so I should wash the car, refuel or something.

On the way to the car wash, Zhang Yang called Bei Wei, and he didn't say it in advance when he came back this time, otherwise he would inevitably come to the airport to pick up the airport again.

"Where? Is it in the store? โ€

"Zhang Yang, you're back!" Bei Wei said in surprise, "I went to the company to take down my resignation certificate, by the way, I also brought it to you." โ€

"Nacheng, I'll pick you up downstairs in the company." Zhang Yang turned the head of the car and went straight to the original company.

At this point, people come and go, and it is the time to eat.

Unlike other companies, this group of colleagues who are famous in advertising still have a human touch, and they are not like strangers when they leave their jobs.

So when Bei Wei came back this time, many colleagues were quite concerned about the current situation.

"Bei Wei, you seem to have gone back to Rongcheng together?"

"By the way, how is Zhang Yang doing? I heard you're thinking about opening a store? โ€

With a smile, Bei Wei chatted and laughed with her old colleagues, and then said goodbye first.

"If you have the opportunity, gather more." When leaving, Sister Wang repeatedly advised, "Colleagues can't do it, we are still old friends after work." โ€

"Yes, Sister Wang." Bei Wei smiled, waved her hand lightly, and left the company first with the resignation certificate.

In the elevator, she pressed the first floor and pressed the door shut.

A moment before closing the door, not far away, a figure rushed forward.

"Wait, wait a minute."

The person who came finally rushed into the elevator, and the moment he saw Bei Wei, he was overjoyed.

"You are... Bevi, right? It feels like I haven't seen you in a long time. โ€

Bei Wei frowned, looked at the young boy in front of her, and stood aside.

Who is this?

By the way, it seems to be from the company next door, and she is still chasing after WeChat, but she didn't care.

Seeing that Bei Wei didn't speak, the boy smiled and didn't care, "I feel that you and your colleagues are quite talkative, in fact, we are not strangers, although we are not in the same company, but we have seen each other a lot of times when commuting." โ€

Bei Wei looked down at her phone and continued to ignore it.

The boy didn't give up at all, and was still talking to himself.

Finally, the elevator went to the first floor.

As soon as the door opened, Bei Wei couldn't wait to go out, and just now she contacted Zhang Yang, saying that she was waiting at the old position at the door of the company.

"Beiwei, have you eaten? Why don't I treat you to dinner? Don't worry, it's not a restaurant here... Far from it, I drive. The boy said to himself, and as he pressed the car key, the Volvo lights flashed not far away.

Bei Wei ignored it, didn't even bother to despise it, and walked straight to the old place.

"Hey, Belle, why don't you give you a chance? Why don't you give each other a chance to get to know each other? The boy was dumbfounded.

He is not afraid of anything.

But in the face of ignorance, this really made him feel a little energetic and nowhere to go.