Chapter 927: Who is prettier, Wang Yidi or Huang Zhitao?

After staying on the balcony for a long time, Wang Kun kept listening to the noises from the Ji family, preparing for an encounter with Ji Shengli.

After finally waiting for Ji Yangyang to leave, Wang Kun hurried downstairs.

As a result, after a while, Ji Shengli hurried out without giving Wang Kun a chance to say hello.

Wang Kun opened his mouth wide, but the word "District Chief Ji" was stuck in his throat and he couldn't shout it out, which almost choked him.

What a coincidence.

Qiao Weidong was driving to work when he saw this scene.

As an outsider, Qiao Weidong has nothing to do with the Qiao family in Old City.

Although he came from a grassroots background, Qiao Weidong was extremely lucky. Ever since he got married, his fortune had been unstoppable like a whirlwind.

In just over a decade, he started from scratch and accumulated his current wealth of hundreds of millions, and the assets he controls are more than ten figures.

As a son of a wealthy family, Wang Kun sometimes envied Qiao Weidong's fortune. If he could have half of Qiao Weidong's fortune, he would have been on the Forbes list long ago.

At this time, the two sides met, and Wang Kun quickly waved and greeted:
"Hey, Old Joe, long time no see!"

"Brother Kun, I haven't seen you here for a long time!"

When Qiao Weidong saw Wang Kun, if he was not in the car, he would have wanted to step back and avoid Wang Kun.

Six years ago, he made his first fortune in the stock market. He was so proud of himself that he opened an investment banking company and prepared to officially enter the large investment banking market.

It was also at this time that Wang Kun took Qiao Weidong to and from entertainment venues in the name of introducing her to a partner, and also introduced her to a number of gold-digging girls.

In Wang Kun's view, he was introducing connections to Qiao Weidong.

However, Qiao Weidong thought that Wang Kun, this bastard, regarded himself as a "second-rate guy".

After all, what decent person would consider a money-making girl as a connection?

Later, Song Qian found out that Qiao Weidong was with Lao Jinmei and she asked for a divorce.

Qiao Weidong felt that he died unjustly.

Now, he had finally eased his relationship with Song Qian, but this man surnamed Wang showed up again. In his opinion, Wang Kun was lingering around!

Wang Kun was not a fool. Seeing that Qiao Weidong seemed to be "afraid of him like a tiger", he immediately realized that this guy still remembered what happened six years ago.

"Dog meat really can't be served at a banquet. I don't understand the power of those socialites at all!"

"I introduced clients to Qiao Weidong, greeted and sent off guests, and came into contact with some socialites. Isn't it normal?"

"Besides, everyone was just playing around at the time. Only your Song Qian was able to make a fuss and finally got divorced. With a wife like that, you deserve to be stuck in small fights for the rest of your life!"

With an inexplicable arrogance, Wang Kun greeted Qiao Weidong and walked away.

Qiao Weidong waited for Wang Kun to leave for a long time before he frowned secretly:
"This Wang Kun has always been a man who does not do anything without profit. He must have a purpose for suddenly returning to Shuxiang Yayuan to live!"

Qiao Weidong couldn't figure it out for a moment.

However, he asked himself if he had anything to do with Wang Kun, so he drove to work.

When it comes to doing business, Qiao Weidong is similar to most first-generation entrepreneurs. He is conscientious in everything he does and never delegates company affairs to others, always doing everything himself.

Although it is a bit tiring to work like this, I feel at peace.

It's noon.

Wang Yidi’s last class was to practice dancing in the dance studio. After the bell rang, she had to go to the locker room to put on her school uniform and down jacket.

When she arrived at the cafeteria, there were only some cabbages, carrots and radishes left in the vegetable column in front of the cafeteria aunt.

As for the meat dishes, there were only a few large slices of fat with more fat than lean meat.

It's so boring just looking at it.

The cafeteria auntie saw her looking back and forth for a long time and couldn't make up her mind, and she began to get annoyed:

"Girl, what do you want to eat? Come on, the food will get cold soon!"

Wang Yidi smiled bitterly. She didn't want to eat the food here at all.

But, I definitely can’t not eat.

After all, she still has to go to training in the afternoon.

This lunch must be eaten! "Auntie, give me some cabbage and some carrots!"

Wang Yidi reluctantly chose two vegetarian dishes and ordered a serving of rice.

As for the big piece of fat meat, whoever wants it can have it.

She couldn't eat it anyway!

"Old Wang, this way!"

Qiao Yingzi walked into the restaurant from the school gate, carrying the "love lunch" made by Song Qian. Seeing Wang Yidi holding a plate with a look of having nowhere to go, she waved to her and asked her to follow her and have dinner with Su Mingzhe and Huang Zhitao.

In the past month, in order not to disturb Huang Zhitao, Ji Yangyang would stay away from the original team of four when eating.

Now, every day when they eat, Qiao Yingzi, Su Mingzhe and Huang Zhitao sit at the same table.

Occasionally, when Wang Yidi had nowhere to go, they would share a table.

There are many kinds of dining tables in Chunfeng Middle School.

There are rectangular tables for eight people, square tables and small round tables for four people, as well as large round tables for eight and twelve people.

The large round table is mainly used by faculty and staff.

Huang Zhitao and Qiao Yingzi always choose the smallest square table or small round table so that there won’t be some inexplicable people coming to share the table.

After Wang Yidi arrived, Su Mingzhe and Huang Zhitao saw her extremely plain plate, and smiled as they placed the fried chicken legs and crispy spareribs they had bought on her plate:

"You've worked hard in training, let's eat together!"

"thank you!"

Although Wang Yidi loves gossip and is a bit of a nag, he has a good heart and has always studied hard. He can be considered friends with Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao.

Had lunch.

Wang Yidi and Huang Zhitao walked in front.

Qiao Yingzi and her boyfriend were walking behind. Looking at the two friends in front, she suddenly asked:
"Old Su, has Wang Yidi become a big star in the future?"

"No! I heard that before she even graduated from college, her parents introduced her to a second-generation man for a business marriage."

Su Mingzhe started talking nonsense.

"So miserable?"

Qiao Yingzi obviously believed her boyfriend's lies.

"What about Taozi? Did she go abroad to work as a doctor without borders?"

"Taozi later went abroad to study. You never told me what he was doing, and I never paid attention to it."

Su Mingzhe made up lies casually. Anyway, he was an unknown person in his previous class, so it was natural that he didn't know about these situations.

Qiao Yingzi suddenly pulled her boyfriend and asked:
"Lao Su, who do you think is prettier, Wang Yidi or Tao Zi?"

Su Mingzhe was silent for a while before asking:

"Uh, why not include you?"

Qiao Yingzi didn't expect that her boyfriend would not be fooled. She smiled and said:

"Then including me, who is prettier among the three of us?"

This time, Su Mingzhe answered quickly:

"If we talk about body shape, it must be Wang Yidi, with a wasp waist, long legs and a peachy butt, she is simply perfect!"

A few days ago on the weekend, Su Mingzhe saw Wang Yidi wearing tight jeans. Her thighs were so taut and fleshy that they attracted countless eyes!
Qiao Yingzi listened to her boyfriend's words, then looked down at herself.

The flat appearance of the horse made her face puff up in anger instantly:
"What about body shape?"

Su Mingzhe touched his chin and replied:
"Regardless of body shape, it's all about looks!"

"Although Wang Yidi's facial features are three-dimensional, Huang Zhitao's face is more in line with the requirements of our people. Her face is as white as powder, her lips are as red as rouge, her eyes are curved like willow leaves, and she looks like a mirror. At first glance, she is dignified and elegant, beautiful and intelligent, and a model of a good wife and mother!"

"Su Mingzhe, go to hell!"

This time, Qiao Yingzi was really mad at her boyfriend!

(End of this chapter)