Chen Zhu saw this LV wallet and came up with the idea of ​​borrowing money from Song Shiwei.

Although this idea came up from time to time before, it was finally abandoned due to some face issues or unwillingness to get involved in financial relationships.

This time I felt that I couldn't help but borrow the money. Fortunately, I could sell the stock next month and return it to Song Shiwei immediately.

"Then please ask Professor Zeng to help contact the company that rents the server."

On the surface, Chen Zhu did not let anyone see that he was short of money.

Of course, no one would doubt it. After all, the lunch dinner cost 1,400 yuan. Everyone would think that Chen Zhu is the type of entrepreneur with deep pockets and connections, and he was even able to get the Yangcheng Evening News to interview him!

"no problem."

Zeng Kun agreed and said he would go there in the afternoon.

Next, Chen Zhu returned to school. He now holds many jobs, but he almost never asks for leave. From the head teacher to the counselor to the classroom teacher, everyone has a very good impression of Chen Zhu.

When I sat down in the classroom, several roommates had already arrived. Everyone was already used to the "elusive" appearance.

Although I don't know what Chen Zhu is doing, I have an inexplicable subconscious feeling that "he is very powerful", and I don't know why I have formed this impression.

"Lao Liu, have you had seafood for lunch?"

Yu Yu sniffed and said suddenly.

"Can you smell this?"

Chen Zhu was quite surprised that what he had for lunch was indeed seafood.

"My nose has been very sensitive since I was a child."

Yu Yu suddenly approached Chen Zhu and whispered: "Sometimes when you go back to the dormitory, if there is a sweet smell on your body, you should go on a date with a girl. If there is a smell of ink, I think you are probably busy with business.

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The corner of Chen Zhu's mouth moved and he almost said the words "You are a dog, right?"

During the third class, Chen Zhu received a message from Professor Zeng, saying that the price of renting a server had increased a bit this year. Even if he revealed his identity as an associate professor at CUHK, they were only willing to discount it to about 42,000.

Chen Zhu sighed. In fact, this thing was very cheap more than ten years later. Of course, making price comparisons without taking into account the factors of the times is undoubtedly a rogue behavior. It was worth this price in 2007.

Chen Zhu immediately asked Zeng Kun to stay there to discuss the details, and he would go over to sign the contract tomorrow at the latest.

It was already evening after three classes. The autumn sun shone like a bucket of colorful paint on the clouds. Everywhere on the CUHK campus was gently embraced by the sunset, like a romantic picture.

Chen Zhu followed his own shadow to the library. Before get out of class ended, he contacted Song Shiwei and found out that she was reading in the library.

School belle Song was easy to find. She was sitting in a seat by the window. She was looking down at a book, her left hand wearing a Cartier blue balloon was placed flat on her chest, and the fingertips of her right hand were gently turning the pages of the book.

Her fingers were like white jade, and when she plucked them, she felt like she was reading this book. Her expression was too cold, and if she hadn't occasionally trembled her long eyelashes, she would have seemed alienated from the world.

Sculpture isolated.

"good afternoon."

Chen Zhu walked over to say hello.

Song Shiwei raised her head when she heard the voice, and the afterglow of the rouge that was about to recede fell on her face. This light seemed to be a warm poem dropped by the universe. It immediately melted away the alienation between the brows, adding a touch of vivid fireworks.

"good afternoon."

Song Shiwei nodded in response.

There are other students at this desk, and there is a boy opposite, but he is obviously not studying hard. He often pretends to raise his head inadvertently and takes a quick peek at Song Shiwei.

If I hadn't been frightened by her "unkindness", I might have taken the initiative to say hello.

At this time, when the boy saw Chen Zhu appear, Song Shiwei actually picked up the book next door, and then realized that this flower of the high mountains could actually help others occupy seats.

The boy twisted his neck unnaturally, feeling as if he was a little surprised and injured. After a while, he picked up the book and left.

When there were only two people left at the table, Chen Zhu cleared his throat and said to Song Shiwei: "Um...can I borrow some money from you?"

After thinking about it for a long time, he felt that there was no point in going around the bush, so Chen Zhu decided to get to the point directly.

Song Shi raised her head slightly, but she didn't seem surprised at all. She even felt like "you finally spoke to me."

Chen Zhu has long been so poor that he has to earn a living from everywhere, and he is unwilling to move the money in his stocks now, so he doesn't even have the funds to resist risks. It would be fine if he goes to school normally, but how can he start a business without encountering setbacks.

To be honest, Chen Zhu's proposal to borrow money now was beyond Song Shiwei's expectations.

"Things developed a bit...unexpectedly."

Chen Zhu smiled bitterly. If he had followed his original plan, neither the Anju.com nor the Learning.com would have been launched so quickly, and he would have only made a small splash.

Unexpectedly, Deng Zhi suddenly gave him a big gift, so he had to change his plans in advance.

However, Song Shiwei's ears confirmed once again that Chen Zhu was encountering difficulties. She did not dig into the details, but just asked: "How many gaps are there?"

Chen Zhu was slightly startled, wondering if this was the trust and confidence between old classmates. She hadn't even considered whether I could afford to pay her back.

Song Shiwei noticed that Chen Zhu was silent and couldn't help but look over, with a little doubt in his clear eyes.

Chen Zhu then said: "50,000! 50,000 is enough, I can pay you back next month."

Song Shiwei did not respond to the sentence "repay the money next month", probably because he felt there was no need to care about this.

She thought for a moment and said: "I don't have that much in this card now, but there is another card in the dormitory. The money in it should be enough. I can transfer it to you when I go back in the evening."

Chen Zhu said nothing, and turned the cap of Song Shiwei's thermos cup on the table.

Song Shi pouted slightly and took the bottle cap from Chen's hand to prevent him from playing with it.

However, she seemed to have guessed what Chen Zhu was thinking. While screwing the bottle cap on the thermos cup, she asked, "Are you in a hurry to get it now?"

"right."

Chen Zhu was a little embarrassed, so he picked up the cap of his pen and played around with it, as if this would reduce his guilt a little.

Song Shiwei felt a little helpless. The boy couldn't seem to stop his hands and had to play with something to feel at ease.

"Then I'll go back to the dormitory to transfer the money."

Song Shiwei stood up and tried his best to resist the urge to grab the pen cap and put it on the ballpoint pen.

"This is my card number. I will go back with you."

Chen Zhu was very touched, but at present he could only accompany her to withdraw the money and be a conscientious borrower.

Song Shiwei was noncommittal, and her lack of objection or silence meant she agreed, so the two of them walked to the girls' dormitory in Xiyuan together.

Chen Zhu used to be cunning. He rarely went out with Song Shiwei in school during the day.

It is slightly better to sit in the library or the canteen. After all, the attention is not so high when you sit there. At this time, it is time to go to the canteen to eat. Many students have noticed Chen Zhu next to Song Shiwei and looked at him curiously.

Song Shiwei was used to this kind of gaze when she was in high school. When she returned to her dormitory, she found a black bank card and U-shield from the cabinet.

In 2007, online transfers were not so convenient. You had to insert a secure USB shield. After confirming that the computer environment was safe, Song Shiwei could log in to the CITIC official website and enter the card number on the keyboard to start the transfer.

Soon, the computer showed that the transfer was successful.

Song Shiwei put away the card and USB shield. While waiting for the computer to shut down, she looked at the osmanthus specimen on the desk and suddenly knocked the glass box outside with her knuckles, as if to punish Chen Zhu for playing with pen caps and bottle caps in the library.

naughty.

Then, she calmed down her lively expression and walked downstairs to look for Chen Zhu.

At the same time, in an office at South China Agricultural University.

Just hearing a "ding" sound, a very elegant female professor wearing gold-rimmed glasses picked up the phone and stared at the transfer information sent by the bank, her eyes suddenly became worried and gloomy.

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