Chapter 15: Dad, Work Hard!

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift!

As a wealthy second-generation county in a small county in his previous life, Lu Cheng understands this truth too well.

If you want to get a young and beautiful little girl, but you don't have much money, the best and fastest way is to spend money desperately on her to meet all her needs.

Give what you want, even five thousand, give ten thousand!

Soon, she will fall.

Not only in your financial resources, but also in the extravagant life of consumerism.

It's addictive!

Just like a person who is accustomed to an Apple mobile phone, it is difficult for a girl in the circle of friends to take a selfie in front of the mirror with a mobile phone, even if it is the so-called "Android king".

It's not that the operating system is not used to it, but when she takes a selfie in the future, everyone knows that her iPhone is gone.

Human vanity is far more terrible than you think!

There are not many mobile phone brands in 2008, except for Nokia, Motorola, and then Samsung, LG and other stick goods.

Occasionally, you can also see the holy relics of ancient times - Suo Ai mobile phone!

As for the domestic machine, most of them are large-screen handwritten miscellaneous machines this year, which will break down in a few months, or they may have to be repaired next month.

Even the first generation of domestic aircraft, the so-called "China Cool Alliance", had to wait until 2012 to begin to shine.

"That's it!"

Lu Cheng went around in a big circle, and finally chose Nokia.

Self-defense in peacetime, bulletproof in wartime.

However, he chose not last year's flagship N95, but the N73 two years ago, the launch price of that year was more than 4,000, and today, two years later, it only needs more than 2,000 yuan, which is discounted.

The so-called day off for senior high school students is actually a day.

From 3 p.m. on Saturday to 5 p.m. on Sunday, minus the one-hour commute to and fro, it's just a full day.

Lu Cheng bought his mobile phone in the morning, had a lunch, and had to prepare to go to school in the afternoon.

School gate.

The Lu family's Audi A6L and the Zhan family's Rolls-Royce Gust arrived almost at the same time.

Lu Cheng got out of the car, and saw Zhan Yuji, who was dressed in British college style, getting out of the car with a parasol.

is still that beautiful and refined face, and it is still that kind of indifferent and indifferent temperament.

When he saw Lu Cheng, he just bowed his head slightly, and walked quickly in front of him.

"Isn't that little girl your tablemate? Why don't you usually speak? Lu Zhenghua asked strangely.

Young boys and girls, youthful and energetic, are in the same class, sitting shoulder to shoulder at the same table.

The woman is beautiful, and the man is handsome.

This year, not to mention that it is like glue, at least you and me have to do it!

"Isn't that to blame?" Lu Cheng said angrily.

If the father doesn't work hard, the son will be sad in vain!

If I can make more money, not to mention tens of billions, but if I can have billions, I will take Zhan Yuji in a few minutes.

"Blame me?"

"How can you blame me, I stopped you from talking to people?"

Lu Zhenghua lit a cigarette and complained inexplicably.

"Whoa!"

Lu Cheng pointed to the Rolls-Royce that slowly turned around and was about to leave, "Look at what kind of car people drive, and then look at what kind of broken things we have at home?" ”

In a word, Lu Zhenghua was directly confused.

Rolls royce!

He was one of the very few people in his age who could recognize the RR logo.

He can afford this brand of car, but he can't afford it, he really can't afford it.

A top-level luxury car of tens of millions of dollars costs almost four or five hundred thousand yuan in annual fuel costs, maintenance, and insurance, not counting the depreciation rate of the car price itself.

"Isn't it just a car, and our family can't afford it!" Lu Zhenghua muttered unconvinced, but he had no confidence.

Qinglong County, who drives a Rolls-Royce, surnamed Zhan.

He had never heard of it.

However, if the scope of the surname Zhan is expanded from Qinglong County to the entire Jiangnan Province, Lu Zhenghua can guess which one it is with his eyes closed.

Zhan Qingzhi!

The king of food, the king of drinks.

In Jiangnan Province, it is ranked among the top ten richest people all year round, and even ranks in the top five.

And not in one year or two, but in five years and eight years.

Compared with the wealth of the Zhan family, the Lu family is really a small family, and they can't get on the table.

Zhan Yuji's family background, Lu Zhenghua knows, but he has never mentioned it to his son. In his heart, there is a little bit of thought.

In case of!

What if?

In case his son really hooked up with the daughter of the Zhan family, it would not be flying on the branches and becoming a phoenix, but directly changing the dynasty.

After all, the Zhan family has only one daughter, no son, and no second daughter.

The reason why he never mentioned this matter to his son was that he was afraid that if he knew the other party's family background, his son would not dare to talk to others.

But now, Lu Cheng has mostly understood!

"Dad, work hard! When you also make it to the Forbes rich list, let alone Zhan Qingzhi's daughter, or Bill Gates's daughter, your son will dare to chase after you. Lu Cheng patted his father's shoulder and said with a smile.

Now go to chase Zhan Yuji, even if you catch it?

The ending of the previous life is on the table, no matter how hard Lu Cheng tries, it is just in vain.

Instead of focusing on falling in love, it is better to make money ruthlessly.

I've only made a million now.

He wants to make 10 million, 100 million, 100 million, and all the money of the people of the world!

"Come on, come on, be poor, hurry up and go to school for Lao Tzu!" Lu Zhenghua pushed his son into the school gate, feeling a little unhappy.

As soon as he turned his head, he muttered to himself, "Isn't it just a Rolls-Royce, you can earn a million by trading stocks, but I can't make 10 million by trading stocks?" ”

Qinglong Middle School, Senior 3 (3) class.

"It's class again!"

"Alas, there are still two months!"

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

"Paralyzed, it's another bunch of test papers when I come back!"

……

In the classroom, there was a wail.

Everyone seems to have the plague, or the family owes three million, and they haven't been on the tuba for five days, and they lie on the table one by one, and those who don't know think that they will have to go to the vegetable market and cut off their heads later!

Even if Qinglong Middle School is the No. 1 key high school in the county, every student who can be admitted here is a top student in a township junior high school.

But after all, they are seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers and girls, how can they hold back and lock themselves in the classroom every day to make papers.

A few bold are all thinking about whether to go out over the wall at night and stay overnight.

Zhan Yuji, the goddess of icebergs, as soon as she sat down, she turned out a national simulation roll from the previous two years and made it on her own.

There is a sense of maturity in her body that is incompatible with her peers, as if she is carrying a mountain on her back, and she has no energy left to do anything.