"The fortune teller said that one day I will be dressed in yellow robes and eat big fish and meat every day."

    But Zhang Feng never thought that this day would come so soon.

    In order to support myself and my girlfriend, I haven''t graduated from college.

    Zhang Feng put on his take out uniform and rode an electric car through the streets of Jiangcheng every day.

    Today is her girlfriend Chen Wenwen''s birthday. After delivering the last takeout in the morning, Zhang Feng can go on a date with her.

    With excitement, Zhang Feng walked into the four seasons hotel with takeout.

    Just then, a pair of young men and women came out of the elevator arm in arm.

    The man was wearing an Armani shirt, a Rolex watch and a bunch of BMW keys pinned to his waist.

    The woman was wearing a miniskirt, revealing two white thighs, and her face was flushed a little, which looked very attractive.

    They stick together, play and play from time to time, and their behavior is very ambiguous.

    "Chen Wenwen?!"

    Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhang Feng couldn''t believe his eyes and ran over quickly and excitedly.

    Because last night, Chen Wenwen told Zhang Feng that she was going to see a movie with her best friend, so she didn''t come back in the evening.

    But Zhang Feng never thought that he would meet her at the four seasons hotel.

    Suddenly hearing Zhang Feng''s voice, Chen Wenwen''s face changed. She subconsciously wanted to break free, but she was tightly held in her arms by the boy beside her.

    "What are you afraid of?"

    "Do you still want to get back together with the poor man?"

    The boy holding Chen Wenwen is not tall, but a little short.

    If it wasn''t for his famous brand, it would be thrown in the crowd, and no girl would like to look at him.

    Chen Wenwen''s eyes flickered for a moment. Without the previous panic, all that remained was endless indifference.

    "Zhang Feng, since you found out, I''ll tell you straight. Your girlfriend told me!"

    The boy holding Chen Wenwen is Yang Wei. He and Zhang Feng are classmates.

    But compared with Zhang Feng, Yang Wei is a famous rich second generation in his class.

    When Zhang Feng heard Yang Wei''s words, he staggered back a few steps, and his face became ugly.

    However, he did not pay attention to Yang Wei, but stretched out his hand to pull Chen Wenwen.

    "Wenwen, let''s go back! I will give you happiness. "

    "Don''t touch me!" Chen Wenwen pushed away Zhang Feng''s hand, "why should I go back with you? My favorite mobile phone, the bag I want, can you afford it? Even if you watch a movie, you have to wait until my birthday. What do you give me happiness! "

    "Wenwen, I''m poor now, but... But I''ll work hard!" Zhang Feng gritted his teeth and said.

    "Hard work? ha-ha! You are an orphan. You have no money, potential and background. You just give away food all your life. You can''t compare with Yang. What are you trying to do? " Chen Wen sneered.

    "Zhang Feng, wake up. Wenwen won''t go back with you. Can you go back and deliver takeout with you?" Yang Wei followed with sarcasm.

    "Zhang Feng, I''ve wanted to tell you for a long time. You don''t deserve me at all. Let''s break up!" Chen Wenwen said indifferently.

    Then Chen Wenwen turned to look at Yang Wei and said with a smile, "Yang Shao, let''s go."

    After that, Chen Wenwen took the initiative to hold Yang Wei.

    Yang Wei disdained to look at Zhang Feng and said coldly, "poor losers don''t deserve love, okay?!"

    With that, Yang Wei took Chen Wenwen and walked to a BMW outside the hotel.

    Looking at Chen Wenwen''s far away back, Zhang Feng''s heart pulled up.

    Angry, painful, unwilling, but helpless

    "Just because Yang Wei has money, can you humiliate me like this?"

    Zhang Feng lowered his head and clenched his fists with both hands. His nails fell into the palm of his hand, so that blood flowed out.

    Zhang Feng and Chen Wenwen met in college. For the first time in the class, they confirmed their love relationship. At that time, Chen Wenwen was still very simple.

    But now she betrayed herself and chose to be with Yang Wei.

    Zhang Feng didn''t stay or chase Chen Wenwen, because he was a poor loser. What qualifications did he have to compete with Yang Wei?

    And Zhang Feng also saw through Chen Wenwen.

    To tell the truth, in the past two years, Chen Wenwen didn''t take less money to humiliate Zhang Feng because she was poor.

    But Zhang Feng didn''t say a word. He had to work hard to send takeout and make money to support her.

    But now, she is secretly behind her back and fooling around with the rich second generation outside!

    "Chen Wenwen, you humiliate me in every way today, and I will make you unable to climb up in the future!" Zhang Fengmu said with pure light.

    Jiangcheng University, in the canteen.

    "Zhang Feng, want to open up."

    Roommate Liang Kai said, "I told you earlier that Chen Wenwen is not from the same world as us. She is so beautiful, hot and can talk about Sao. At first glance, she is not a serious woman."

    "As the saying goes, the goddess of the poor, the fine basin of the rich, and her long legs, big chest, net and red face are all used to warm the bed for the rich second generation. Don''t get involved in our losers, or we will be the green ones in the end."

    "Besides, haven''t you slapped her too? You don''t suffer. "

    "I didn''t snap." Zhang Feng said.

    "Sleeping trough, isn''t it? You''ve talked to her for two years, and you haven''t slapped her? You usually go out to the movies. Don''t you all have rooms? "

    Liang Kai jumped up at once, with a look of grief.

    "It''s a standard double bed. Nothing happened." Zhang Feng said.

    "No! Lost hundreds of millions! "

    Zhang Feng thought, it seems that he did suffer a little.

    However, Zhang Feng really likes Chen Wenwen and respects her. Therefore, she has never forced her to have anything with herself.

    Just, alas

    Zhang Feng looked at the order message in his mobile phone. The only advantage of breaking up should be that he can finally stop delivering takeout!

    At this time, the mobile phone dropped and a text message came.

    "Your tail number is 4466, the recorded amount is 1000000000.00 yuan, and the balance is 1000000056.00 yuan!"

    Zhang Feng stared at the message, his eyes as big as a copper bell.

    what the fuck! Who hit me with a billion dollars?