Reborn in 2014, getting rich from the World Cup

After Yang Zheng exchanged a few more polite words with Qian Zhiyuan, he hung up the phone.

Although Qian Zhiyuan called him "Uncle Zheng".

But I wasn't really that polite to him as if he were my elder.

in contrast.

Qian Zhiyuan was very confident and told Yang Zheng to contact him anytime if he encountered any problems at school.

He does have a bit of a "big brother" aura.

So the "Uncle Zheng" he mentioned is probably just a... nickname?

But this is actually quite good.

Yang Zheng felt more at ease.

Otherwise, someone who is a few years older than him is also his senior.

If you really treat him as your uncle, it would be really awkward.

"Who to call?"

After seeing him hang up the phone, Zhao Qingning asked casually.

Naturally, she wanted to participate more in Yang Zheng's life.

Yang Zheng glanced at her and said, "Qian Zhiyuan, he's also a senior. Do you know him?"

Zhao Qingning was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I know him, he's the president of the student union. I heard his family has a strong background."

She paused for a moment and added, "It is said that he has a good personality and is highly respected in the student union."

Yang Zheng nodded in understanding.

No wonder I always look for him when I encounter problems.

It turns out there is such an identity.

Yang Zheng also noticed that he had a good personality.

People with bad personalities cannot really admit defeat and call someone who is a few years younger than them "uncle".

Of course, there must be a reason why Qian Hao said something to him.

After all, when Yang Zheng met Qian Hao, it was "Zhang Ruilong" who personally introduced them to each other.

While talking.

The two also went to the registration office of the Department of Business Administration.

The registration process is simple.

Just fill out a personal information form, pay the fee and you're done.

The person in charge of registration is Fan Weiyi, the counselor of Yang Zheng's Business 1401 class.

A young man with glasses who looks less than 30 years old and has a gentle appearance.

The head teacher who never showed up was Hu Cheng.

The class teacher in college is a boss-like figure behind the scenes.

Apart from his classes, there is no other way around.

So this counselor is Fan Weiyi.

He will be Yang Zheng’s “direct supervisor” in the future.

Brief exchange.

Yang Zheng felt that Fan Weiyi should be a very easy person to deal with.

To put it bluntly: a bit of an honest nerd.

This is certainly a good thing for him.

Very easy to handle.

After exchanging contact information with Fan Weiyi.

Yang Zheng and Zhao Qingning left and went to the dormitory.

Zhao Qingning went to the dormitory yesterday.

I bought him daily necessities and made his bed.

Now it's time to take him to recognize the sect.

……

Building 8, Room 608.

Yang Zheng and Zhao Qingning arrived.

I found that there was already someone in the dormitory.

Two people.

One is tall and strong, the other is short and fat.

The short and fat guy is actually not short, and is estimated to be about 1 meters tall.

But the tall and strong one is really a bit tall.

Yang Zheng looked much taller than himself, probably about 1 meters tall.

Moreover, he has a broad back and strong arms, and looks very strong.

"Fuck! Isn't this the school hunk Binli? Are you from our dormitory?"

When the little fat man saw Yang Zheng, he exclaimed in surprise.

Binli school hunk...

Yang Zheng only felt an itch on his forehead, and it seemed as if three black lines appeared.

Zhao Qingning couldn't help but laugh out loud and asked, "Have the photos been sent to your freshman group?"

The little fat boy looked over when he heard the voice, and when he saw her, his squinting eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened, and he had a dazed expression on his face.

Zhao Qingning's smile paused, she frowned, and then took Yang Zheng's arm again.

The little fat boy just came to his senses and quickly looked away.

His face flushed crimson, and he hesitantly explained, "Well, there's talk in several groups about the freshman hunk who arrived in a Bentley."

After he finished speaking.

The tall and strong man at the side said, "Hello, brother. My name is Xiao Yi, and I'm from Bingcheng, Xuanjiang Province."

It turned out to be a big man from the north.

Yang Zheng nodded slightly and introduced himself: "Yang Zheng, from Chunan Lincheng."

The little fat guy also quickly spoke: "My name is Ding Xiao, from Chu Nanhuayang."

He then added, "This beautiful lady is your girlfriend, right? She's very pretty, and you and I are a perfect match!"

Zhao Qingning relaxed her brows upon hearing this and a smile appeared on her face again.

She didn't say anything, but just looked at Yang Zheng, as if to see how he would answer.

Yang Zheng tactfully replied, "Not yet."

It sounds like it will be the same in the future.

This made the smile on Zhao Qingning's face deepen a little.

Ding Xiao pulled up the corners of his mouth and forced a smile: "That's almost time, right? As expected of the freshman hunk, I've just met such a beautiful girl at the beginning of the school."

Yang Zheng smiled but didn't reply. Instead, he looked at Zhao Qingning and asked, "Which one is my bed?"

The dormitory is for four people, with beds above and desks below.

Three beds were already made up.

Zhao Qingning hasn't replied yet.

Ding Xiao said in disbelief: "You don't know your own bed? Could it be that this beautiful woman made it for you?"

The answer is correct.

Yang Zheng still didn't reply, just nodded.

What else could he say?

Your unattainable goddess is trying every possible way to seduce me?

Ding Xiao's expression changed from one of disbelief to one of disbelief.

It was really hard for him to accept that a goddess like Zhao Qingning, who had beautiful looks, a great figure and great temperament, would actually help a boy make his bed!

In his opinion, this kind of goddess should be worshipped.

And Zhao Qingning’s next move.

It made it even more difficult for him to accept, and then impossible to accept.

"Of course the neatest one."

Zhao Qingning pointed to a bed, walked over, gestured to the table and said:

"I've bought toothpaste, toothbrush, towels, and all kinds of toiletries. I've also bought sunscreen, which you'll need during military training, and... this."

When she talked about the last thing, her face turned red.

It is the sanitary napkin, a must-have shoe pad for military training.

She took into consideration that Yang Zheng was a boy and might feel embarrassed to buy it, so she bought it for him as well.

And this is exactly what Ding Xiao cannot accept: being this attentive, what's the difference between that and licking?

My goddess is someone else's bootlicker?

Who can stand this!

"Excuse me, senior sister, I'll treat you to a meal."

Yang Zheng finished speaking.

Zhao Qingning didn't have time to be happy.

But then he said, "Brothers, please come with me. I won't be staying in the dormitory all the time, so I might need to trouble you a lot. This is my thanks in advance."

Ding Xiao nodded silently after seeing Zhao Qingning's expression of first joy and then resentment.

Xiao Yi paused for a moment before nodding and saying, "It's no trouble. We're all brothers in the same dormitory. Just let me know if you have any questions."

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "Let's go, it's almost time."

Xiao Yi was stunned when he heard this: "It's not even 11 o'clock yet. Do you eat lunch so early in the south?"

Yang Zheng explained, "It takes more than half an hour to drive there, and by the time we order and the food is served, it will be almost 12 o'clock."

Xiao Yi nodded suddenly.

Ding Xiao seemed to have thought of something, with a look of surprise on his face: "Then can we ride in your big Bentley?"

He paused and said, "I heard your car is a Bentley Mulsanne Collector's Edition or something, and it costs over 1000 million?"

"I heard" the news...

This is probably convergence.

Don’t you know what people have “heard” about you?

Yang Zheng felt inexplicably worried.