"Is this the Valentine's Day gift you mentioned? Can you not disgust me?"
At the entrance of Huaxia Lake University.
Chen Lan, dressed in sexy clothes, threw a brand new apple machine in her hand to Feng Yang's feet, and her eyes were full of disdain.
"What era is this? You only gave me a few thousand yuan of rubbish on Valentine's Day. I'll feel ashamed if you don't think so! Let's break up. Just take it that I was blind and liked such a poor girl like you!"
The warm smile on Feng Yang's face gradually disappeared, as if he had been struck by lightning.
He could never have imagined that the result of several months of hard work in a part-time job would be such an ending.
Chen Lan glanced at Feng Yang with disgust, turned her head, and got into a Porsche in a few steps.
Far away, Feng Yang could clearly see a fat middle-aged man in the driver's seat reaching out and skillfully passing through Chen Lan's short skirt.
Chen Lan's eyes were like silk, and she clung to the man with a face full of enjoyment.
The movements of the two people were so familiar that it made people feel cold.
Feng Yang's lips trembled and he gritted his teeth. The last shred of hope in his heart vanished.
After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Feng Yang got on the bus and left.
He still had a lot of work to do today. No matter how painful his heart was, he had to continue to live.
As for the apple cell phone, it was still lying quietly on the ground, and Feng Yang did not even look at it.
...
Early in the morning.
Feng Yang dragged his tired body back to the dormitory quietly.
Seeing that there was no one in the dormitory, Feng Yang realized that it was Valentine's Day today. His roommates should be playing with their girlfriends now. Who would go back to the dormitory?
With a self-mocking smile, Feng Yang lay on the bed, his eyes empty.
The scenes that happened during the day echoed in his mind like movies. Feng Yang's chest was blocked.
It had been more than ten years since he came to this country called Huaxia.
Feng Yang grew up in an orphanage, but he was not discouraged by it. He got into the best university in Hu City with his own efforts.
If he worked hard for a part-time job, he would be able to support himself.
But now, Feng Yang realized that there were some things that could not be accomplished simply by hard work.
To some people, their efforts were nothing but a joke...
At this moment, Feng Yang's cell phone suddenly rang.
The dim light of the text message on the screen lit up the dim dormitory.
He glanced at his phone.
This was a cell phone store that was about to close down a few years ago. Feng Yang gritted his teeth and spent less than 200 yuan to buy a Zhai Er phone.
It must be some kind of trash text message.
Frowning, Feng Yang picked up his phone and prepared to delete the text message.
"'President', your last account is 2460, on the 19th of February 0195. The transaction price is 10,000, and the balance is 26."
The light on the screen made Feng Yang unable to open his eyes.
Looking at the long string of numbers, Feng Yang felt a little dizzy.
After counting it dozens of times, Feng Yang was sure that there were a total of seven zeros behind one.
10 million!
Feng Yang sprang up from the bed.
Call the police!
This was the only thought in his heart now.
Feng Yang's hands trembled uncontrollably. There were a few times when he almost fell to the ground with his cell phone.
Feng Yang firmly believed that there was absolutely no free lunch in the world.
In his whole life, he hadn't even won a comforting award, let alone such a good thing.
Whether it was fraud or transfer to the wrong account, if he didn't report it, the consequences would be very serious!
Thinking of this, Feng Yang quickly got ready to call the police.
But the next second, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"I'm going back home on Valentine's Day..."
While opening the door, Feng Yang said casually.
But before he could finish his words, he stopped.
Standing in front of him was a woman in her early twenties.
She was wearing a black professional suit, a hip-length skirt, and black stockings. Her delicate and beautiful face had no makeup on, which gave people an extra refreshing feeling.
She had a good figure. Her long hair, which flowed like a waterfall, was scattered on her shoulders, making her look extremely capable.
Feng Yang was stunned.
The woman in front of him could be said to be the best of the best. Her figure and appearance were not inferior to those of the stars who lived on TV.
"Who are you?"
After hesitating for a while, Feng Yang asked in confusion.
"Hello, Young Master. I'm your personal assistant, Nie Qing."
The woman gave a sweet smile, and a pair of shallow dimples appeared on her face in an instant. She bowed to Feng Yang and said.
"Sorry, you might have mistaken me for someone else."
Feng Yang hurriedly replied.
"Young Master, you won't mistake me for someone else."
Nie Qing smiled and said, "As for your identity, we've already verified it many times, including your files in the orphanage. We can confirm that you're the one we're looking for."
"I am an employee of your parents' group. Now the whole group needs you to go back and inherit it."
In the beginning, Feng Yang listened very carefully, but in the end, Feng Yang pulled a long face.
"Do you need me to call 120?"
Feng Yang said faintly, his eyes full of pity.
How could such a beautiful woman be mentally ill?
Hearing Feng Yang's words, Nie Qing's sweet smile gradually froze.
Before she could react, Feng Yang took out his mobile phone and dialed the number directly.
"Hello? 120? I met a heart disease."
Seeing this, Nie Qing almost choked on her saliva and her legs went limp.
"Young Master, I'm not crazy."
Nie Qing hastily interrupted Feng Yang, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Could it be that you didn't receive the previous text message?"
"Pa!"
This time, it was Feng Yang's turn to give in. His phone fell to the ground.
He quickly bent down to pick up his phone and clicked on the previous text message. Feng Yang's heart beat wildly.
At the same time, Nie Qing told Feng Yang the whole story.
According to Nie Qing, Feng Yang's family background was prominent, but because of an accident, he had been staying in the orphanage. His family had just confirmed his identity, so they had specially sent people to find him.
"As for the 10 million, I'll call you for pocket money."
Nie Qing wriggled her waist like a water snake and walked into the dormitory. Her eyes were sparkling as she said with a smile.
Feng Yang collapsed on the bed, and his brain was about to explode.
Even if he was beaten to death, he didn't dare to give him pocket money or ten million yuan.
"Isn't this a game?"
"What about my parents?"
Feng Yang suddenly realized something. He abruptly raised his head and stared straight at Nie Qing.
"They are still in Europe."
Nie Qing smiled and said, "Our branch will hold a board meeting in the morning. I'll give you a detailed introduction. I'll wait for you in the dormitory at about seven o'clock. Good night."
Leaving behind a mysterious smile, Nie Qing left the dorm.
"Good night? Can I be safe now?"
Feng Yang said to himself with a bitter smile.
All night, Feng Yang was in a state of excitement.
In less than a night, he had become a super rich second generation!
In the morning, according to the appointed time, Feng Yang went down the dormitory building.
Just then, a strange voice came from behind him.
