"Why are you so brave today?" Qiao Yang took the initiative to start the conversation on the way back to school.

Li Zhiyi looked ahead and drove seriously: "I thought you didn't like that boy, but I was overthinking it."

"No, I really don't like that boy that much."

Qiao Yang explained with a smile on his face: "I'm complimenting you. I used to be reluctant every time I asked you to help support the situation. Today, you actually gave full play to your subjective initiative. It's very strange."

In addition to being an affiliated institution of Columbia University, Barnard College, where Qiao Yang is located, is also one of the famous Seven Sisters Girls' Schools in the United States. Columbia University is also famous for its tuition fees that are so high that it makes Ao Guanhai cry after studying there.

Adding these together, one can imagine what the family conditions of girls studying at Barnard College are like.

The wife of the powerful strongman, the wife of Goldman Sachs CEO, the wife of Li Yundi, and many more... all their wives are from Barnard. This is an academy rich in real--socialite ladies. Here they can pull strings, dance, do radio gymnastics, etc.

It's called special, not short.

Therefore, partying and other activities were naturally commonplace. Qiao Yang didn't have many male friends, so after getting acquainted with Li Zhiyi, he often asked him to support her and act as a shield.

"Shouldn't you first ask where the supercar comes from?" Li Zhiyi changed the topic and did not respond.

Qiao Yang didn't hesitate when he heard this and said, "Oh, where did the supercar come from?"

"Perfunctory, can you give me some surprise?"

"Master Li, your Aston Martin is so handsome. It's full of British art and has such a sexy roar of the engine. How much does it cost..."

Qiao Yang cooperated exaggeratedly, and a smile appeared on Li Zhiyi's face unconsciously: "Okay, okay, it's too fake and not sincere at all."

“Have you ever heard that famous quote?”

"What famous quote?"

"Men who do too much will be beaten to death!"

Qiao Yang grinded his silver teeth to pretend to be fierce, but unfortunately he was born with a gentle face, a bit like Qin Niu Zhengwei, with the aura of a virtuous and gentle female Bodhisattva. At this time, his expression looked a bit silly instead of being fierce.

Li Zhiyi held back his smile and asked, "Which celebrity can say this?"

"My mother said that!" Qiao Yang replied eloquently, with his chest raised and his head raised.

Li Zhiyi couldn't help but slow down the car and laughed out loud. Qiao Yang failed to manage his expression and also chuckled softly.

The two of them laughed like fools for a long time. Qiao Yang stopped laughing and patted him: "Okay, is it that funny?"

"The joke is not funny, but the person telling the joke is funny." Li Zhiyi had no intention of giving up when he saw the opportunity.

Qiao Yang rolled his eyes angrily and said, "So what's going on? Let's talk about it."

Li Zhiyi was speechless for a moment, and Qiao Yang guided him: "Negative, depressed or angry, you can always tell what your mood is, right?"

Xiao Qiao Bodhisattva's personality and appearance are consistent. She has always been gentle, intellectual and considerate. She guessed that Li Zhiyi's mentality was not right when they were talking on the phone.

"...It should be exciting."

Li Zhiyi thought about it and organized his words before continuing: "The car was given as a gift, and there is another 3 million US dollars. I will make more money in the next period of time, tens or hundreds of millions."

"After that, one billion, tens of billions, or even hundreds of billions."

"Do you believe in fate?"

Li Zhiyi babbled nervously like a psychopath and parked the car on the side of the road. He put a cigarette in his mouth and looked around in his pockets for a lighter: "The so-called destiny, dreams, life, etc. are all too grand. I can't deconstruct them."

The thing is, I know that what is going to happen next is very important to me, so I am a little excited."

Qiao Yang silently picked up the lighter placed on the center console. Li Zhiyi wanted to take it but Qiao Yang didn't give it to him. His white and tender hands turned the pulley, and a wisp of flame lit up and was sent to him.

Li Zhiyi sniffed and went to light the cigarette. Qiao Yang kicked the lighter into his pocket.

The two of them were silent during the whole process. Li Zhiyi was smoking a cigarette, and Qiao Yang was looking at him with a confused look on his face, not knowing what he was thinking. The atmosphere in the car was a little quiet for a while.

It is said that although Li Zhiyi has made more than 10 million US dollars one after another since his rebirth, he himself talks about making a fortune every day, changing his life against the will of heaven, fighting against the sky, and so on.

But those were all fictitious numbers in the market account. Apart from the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist and a slightly more comfortable daily life, he had no real sense of any changes in his life and before his rebirth.

, and how much is more than 10 million US dollars.

It wasn't until today when a supercar was placed in front of him and he was tipped more than 2,000 dollars without any concern that he truly realized the concept of more than 10 million US dollars, and his destiny was quietly changing.

So when it became clear that the long-awaited financial crisis would push his fate completely into the unknown, it made him excited... and panicked.

In that so-and-so’s words, it’s survival or destruction. In his own words, it’s time to play Dafa! Needless to say, if you succeed in doing well in the future, wouldn’t it be a pain in the ass if you don’t do as well as you did in your previous life?

In fact, Li Zhiyi doesn't have any great ambitions. On the contrary, his ideals are quite mundane. He saves effort and makes as much money as he can, and lives like a wealthy landlord.

Eat well, drink well, have fun, get excited and play a friendly match between Manchester United and the national football team, sleep with celebrities and curse celebrities... She is just a vulgar person, with the mentality of a common man.

"What are you thinking about?" Qiao Yang broke the silence after an unknown amount of time.

Li Zhiyi was half lying on the seat and threw the third cigarette butt out of the window: "What do you think when I get rich, I buy an aircraft carrier and convert it into a private yacht? Or I blow a hole in the Himalayas and enter New Delhi, and capture Mo Mo alive.

Di Laoxian?"

"I think it's very good, but the Himalayas can't be blown up even if they have money. We can use economic sanctions to make Ah San voluntarily hand over Modi; first blow up Ah San's rupees in the foreign exchange market, and then split them through the caste system..." Qiao Yang said with a full face

Analyze carefully.

Li Zhiyi smiled: "Do you really believe that I can make so much money?"

"Do you know why I didn't ask you where the supercar came from?"

Qiao Yang sat sideways and held Li Zhiyi's shoulders with both hands to make him sit up straight: "Because in my heart, you are omnipotent, and you can get anything you want."

The warm yellow reading light in the car illuminated Qiao Yang's beautiful face, which made her face even more delicate. Li Zhiyi did not react to the sudden change in the atmosphere. He subconsciously denied himself and continued: "Including you?"

Qiao Yang didn't respond and just looked at him cutely. Li Zhiyi was suddenly confused. Looking at the gentle and watery eyes, Li Zhiyi inexplicably thought of an idiom "with affection".

The two of them stared at each other in silence for more than ten seconds. Li Zhiyi's throat trembled and he leaned forward. Qiao Yang slowly closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes could faintly tremble...

"Hiss...ah."

Li Zhiyi suddenly gasped and covered his neck with his hands. The ambiguous atmosphere was instantly broken. Qiao Yang's face turned red with shame and he quickly turned around to face the front.

"I had a stiff neck last night and didn't dare to exert myself."

"The new car leather has a strong smell, please open the windows wider."

The two of them said something at the same time, and Li Zhiyi responded awkwardly: "Well, the new car leather has a bit of a smell."

“There is a very nice spa near the school...”

This time Li Zhiyi didn't answer and signaled you to speak first. Qiao Yang tangled his hair at the temples to hide his shyness: "Didn't you say you wanted to return Long Qi's hat?"

"Yes, here you go."

Li Zhiyi quickly turned around and reached for the hat placed on the back seat, but he twisted his neck again. Qiao Yang hurriedly helped him sit down.

Then Li Zhiyi started the car and returned to school silently.

"I don't believe in fate, but I believe you can control it." Qiao Yang finally said when the two parted, and left quickly without waiting for Li Zhiyi's reply.

Li Zhiyi looked at the figure gradually disappearing into the night and smiled helplessly.

Fei Bian was looking for someone to chat with, and now he was really embarrassed. Before today, his relationship with Qiao Yang was a simple friendship between compatriots.
Chapter completed!