Ancestral local tyrant system

"Huh? It's dawn?" Fang Jueyu woke up from his sleep in a daze. He glanced at the time. It was already ten o'clock in the morning.

He washed for a while, and then he was about to think about a very serious question-what should I have for lunch today?

With the experience of supper last night, Fang Jueyu already knew the style of these chefs. Anyway, no matter what he said he wanted to eat, he would surely send him something stunned.

"Uncle Wu, I will go outside for lunch today, so you don't have to work!" Fang Jueyu confessed. That Uncle Wu is the head chef, "If I want to eat in the future, I will say hello in advance."

"Okay, as long as you want to eat, just tell me."

"Oh! I accidentally fell asleep, and forgot everything!" Fang Jueyu remembered only then. He added Xinyu's V letter last night and didn't know if he had applied through a friend.

He quickly took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, the friend verification had passed, but the chat interface was blank, and Xinyu did not take the initiative to send a message to her.

"Sorry, I just moved yesterday, and fell asleep listening to your singing, and didn't say hello to you." Fang Jueyu hurriedly sent a message.

"Hahahaha, it doesn't matter, I know that local tyrants like you are very busy." Within a few seconds, he received Xinyu's reply, and there was a very cute emoticon below.

"By the way, where have you moved?"

"I moved to Jiangnan City, and the school happens to be in this place, so I plan to live here often."

"School? Are you still a student?" Xinyu sent a black question mark emoticon, "I thought you were a middle-aged man in his forties or fifty years!"

"Hahaha, I'm only 20 years old. I'm just going to be a senior after the summer vacation. I'm at Jiangnan University!"

"What a coincidence? I am also studying in Jiangnan City! But I am at the Jiangnan Conservatory of Music, but not as good as you!

In fact, Guo Xinyu is modest. Jiangnan University ranks third in the country in comprehensive universities, and her Jiangnan Conservatory of Music is second only to the Central Conservatory of Music and Magic Conservatory in the country.

"Everyone is still guessing who you are. Some people guess that you are a rich second-generation ignorant, some people guess that you are the big boss of a business, but you are also a student."

"Everyone guessed it!" Fang Jueyu rolled his eyes. Why should the rich second generation be ignorant?Somehow, I am also an excellent college student with comprehensive development of moral, intellectual, physical, and beautiful.

"But Lu local tyrant, your family must also be in business, right?" Guo Xinyu guessed that he must be the son of a big family, otherwise it would be impossible to spend tens of millions in virtual venues such as live broadcast platforms that are almost a recreational entertainment.

"Forget it, oh right, Xinyu, don't call me a local tyrant. My name is Fang Jueyu. You will call me by name from now on!"

"Well, then don't call me Xinyu. My name is Guo Xinyu. Thank you for your help. To be honest, my family really needs this amount of money. This can be regarded as helping me meet my urgent needs." Guo Xinyu said sincerely. "I will definitely invite you to dinner when I have the opportunity. Don't dislike the bad place."

"Hahahaha, that won't be true. If you find a place that is too expensive, I might not feel comfortable," Fang Jueyu replied, "You may not believe it. I only knew I was so rich the day before yesterday."

Guo Xinyu sent a naughty emoticon. It was obvious that she didn't believe Fang Jueyu's words: "Does your parents suddenly tell you that they are billionaires?"

But Guo Xinyu couldn't think of it. The stubbornness she said casually really happened to Fang Jueyu, and his parents were not just billionaires, and they didn’t even know where they were in the universe. Up.

The two of them had just met formally, and they didn't have much to talk about. They said goodbye after a few polite words.

Today Fang Jueyu still has one very important thing to do. Zhuang Ying sent him a text message just now, saying that he needs a decent outfit. After all, the things on his body add up to 1,000 yuan. .

Originally Fang Jueyu wanted to find a store to buy a decent one, but Zhuang Ying told him that he has a private factory that specializes in custom-made clothes for Fang Jueyu and those who serve him. There will be someone in the afternoon. Come and measure his body.

"Go out for a meal first!" Fang Jueyu casually wore a simple shorts and T-shirt, took the key and went out. There are many good restaurants near the school, some places are very expensive, and he is not willing to go. But now naturally there is no such fear.

He drove out of the complex and crossed a street. He soon came to the gate of his school. It had been a vacation for several days at this time. Except for the hard-working graduate students, the rest of the school was not counted. Many, the former bustling school gate seemed a bit deserted.

Fortunately, there were few people. Fang Jueyu quickly found a parking space. As soon as he got out of the car, a familiar voice called him.

"Lao Fang!" A slightly chubby boy chased up. It was his roommate Cheng Kai, "Fuck, it's you, why do you seem taller? And it seems a little different? I have had plastic surgery these days? I didn't dare to recognize you just now!"

"Fuck you, you guys are still developing, don't you know?" Fang Jueyu knew that some changes had taken place in his appearance, and felt like saying something to him, "Hmm? Why haven't you come home yet?"

"Hey, it's not because my family wants me to take a postgraduate exam. If I am at home, wherever I have the intention to study, I will simply stay in school. At least it is more efficient to review in the library," Cheng Kai said, "Why, Didn't you go home? Why are you back again?"

"Well... I moved recently and moved to Jiangnan City." Fang Jueyu didn't know how to explain.

"Yo! It's not leaking! The house prices in Jiangnan City have tripled in the past few years, and you can still afford a house here, amazing!" Cheng Kai said enviously, you know, in Jiangnan Near the university, the average house price has risen to more than 60,000, and it takes people to struggle for most of their lives for any house.

"Hahahaha, to tell you, my dad told me two days ago that I am actually a rich second-generation!" Fang Jueyu said casually.

"Okay, I believe it, my buddy just happened to be tired from studying. You have a treat for lunch today!"

"No problem, how about Batlow?"

"Fuck! I'm kidding, you kid really?" Batlló's full name is Batlló's Spanish Art Restaurant. Although it is not a particularly high-end restaurant, the per capita consumption is more than 300. If you want to eat, you have to 500 per person. , It is already a very luxurious place for their students.

"Stop talking nonsense, just at our three-year roommate, if you want to have a meal, even if you sell blood, you have to choose a good place!" Fang Jueyu joked.

"I'm going, is this kid's family really rich?" Cheng Kai followed in confusion, but with his understanding of Fang Jueyu, he was not a swollen face to fill a fat man. Fang Jueyu saved it by himself. Living expenses occasionally play with stocks or something, maybe he really made a fortune recently.

It's a coincidence to say coincidence. When they came to the entrance of the restaurant, two people came to face each other. One of them was his ex-girlfriend Jiang Yuan. As for the person who was holding her arm, he was naturally her new boyfriend. Wang Xuan.

"Ha ha ha," Fang Jueyu hadn't reacted, but Cheng Kai sneered first, "This is really a narrow road!"