"Lin Yuan, you, a poor loser who can't even afford the food on the second floor of the cafeteria, do you deserve to talk to the school beauty of Su?"
Lin Yuan looked at the arrogant rich second generation and read the reply: "You call this poverty? I don't agree with the cyber statement in my pocket!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Qingyan, the aloof academic master, stepped forward and said, "Lin Yuan, come to my dormitory tonight to repair the computer."
At this time, the charming secretary Liu Ruoxi stopped in her Rolls-Royce: "Master, it's time to carry out the 'test' arranged by the chairman."
Lin Yuan looked in front of him and complained crazily in his heart: What a guy! This is so powerful!
