My Bank Is Connected to Another World

Chapter 380

go home.

It's still early.

Shu Fu strolled out and walked to the end of Xingfu Lane, only to see a busy place in the distance.

Da da!

Kaka!

Boom!

A lot of machinery is under construction - tearing down houses.

This time the renovation was done in an area. Like the previous life, some households in Xingfu Lane delayed the demolition.

otherwise.

I guess I have to start moving now. After watching for a while, Shu Fu turned around and came to a small alley that hadn't been demolished yet, but was about to be demolished.

There is an old shop here that mainly sells noodle soup.

Past lives often come.

After rebirth, he is good at cooking and only came a few times.

enter the door.

"A bowl of vegetarian noodle soup."

"Hold on."

The shop owner is an old man in his sixties or seventies, but he is agile and skillfully starts to pull the noodles. Soon, the dough turns into noodles and is thrown into the pot.

seasoning.

start.

Add a few vegetable leaves, and a bowl of vegetarian noodle soup is ready.

"Slow use!"

"Thanks!"

Shu Fu tasted it.

Um!

The familiar taste, not to mention how delicious it is, carries a memory. Although I can make it myself, I don't feel like eating here.

Finished quickly.

Prepare to shell out money.

"This meal, old customer, no money." The old shopkeeper said kindly.

It turned out that because it was about to be demolished, it was going to retire and no longer opened a store, so it was free for old customers.

Hearing that, Shu Fu was not hypocritical.

"Thanks."

Just as he was about to leave, he saw a group of people rushing into the store, leading a young man shouting loudly:

"Bros."

"Whatever."

"It's all free."

"..."

A dozen or so people looked at the product list on the wall, almost all of them were a bit more expensive, like uncles, almost occupying the tables in the small shop, quite noisy.

Shu Fu frowned slightly.

In the words, it is obvious that they are not old customers, but come to take advantage of it.

Not only eat.

Also packed.

Getting ready to leave.

"Boy, you look so bad!" One of them said to Shu Fu, stroked his red hair lightly, feeling that his handsomeness was suppressed.

Ah!

Shu Fu couldn't help laughing, it's interesting.

Turn around and leave.

"Counsel!"

"Ha ha."

"Little boy is just useless."

"..."

Seeing Shu Fu leave, a group of people laughed and felt that there was another topic for conversation.

. . .

Take a walk.

go home.

He took out a stack of sliced fruit platters from the refrigerator, and watched a play through the guard's view.

Up to now, I have seen too many, and I seldom get mad on the spot.

Dirty work, no need to do it yourself.

. . .

the other side.

finish eating.

Pack.

A dozen or so people swaggered away from the old store. Many homeowners around had already moved out, and there was almost no one in the alley. As they walked, they said they would come back tomorrow.

Why not have free stuff?

chatting.

A strong man appeared in front of them, walking towards them, he didn't pay attention at first.

suddenly.

When passing by.

Snapped!

The young man with red hair in the front was immediately stunned.

"At a young age, with dyed red hair, if you don't learn well at all, you will be beaten if you look at it."

Snapped!

While the companions around were stunned, Hongmao was slapped more than a dozen times in a row, the 'trophy' in his hand fell to the ground, and his left and right cheeks were red from the beating.

"And you."

After hitting one, the brawny man looked at the next Shamat youth.

Grab the collar.

Snapped!

Just a slap in the face.

At this moment, the others finally came to their senses and rushed forward with their fists raised.

"ah!"

The person in the front was kicked in the stomach and kicked away.

"Europe!"

Spit out what I just ate.

The others were not much better. They were punched and kicked, and they doubted their lives. After a while, a dozen or so people could only lie on the ground and howl.

But the strong man didn't stop, he still punched and kicked.

beg for mercy?

Useless!

"Tell you to dye your hair."

"..."

"Tell you to get your ears pierced."

"..."

"Call you a tattoo."

"..."

At this moment, they who were lying on the ground were all crying, woo woo, oh my god, it's so unlucky to meet a guy who hates dyed hair and tattoos so much.

Whoops!

pain!

ah!

My face will be disfigured if I slap it again, how can I seduce a little girl.

Expecting someone to call the police, but no one around was in sight.

"I'll be angry when I see you look like you don't want to fight."

In the end, one person with one foot is the end.

After the strong man left, a dozen or so people stood up with difficulty, and found that there was no pain in their bodies, and most of them had buzzing brains, which was caused by the slap.

One by one looked around in fear, the beating was inexplicable.

dyed hair.

pierced ears.

tattoo.

Did you mess with me?

. . .

at home.

After watching the live broadcast, Shu Fu said, comfortable!

. . .

Also in the evening.

City station.

Although there was no exclusive interview with Shu Fu, there was a picture of him accepting the award.

"Today, the scores of the provincial college entrance examination can be checked. Shu Fu, the No. 3 Middle School in our city, became the provincial number one in science."

"The school and the city council both gave cash rewards."

"With a total score of 745, he is expected to become the number one scholar in science in multiple provinces."

"..."

As the number one in the province's science department, it has gained another wave of presence. As for whether it is the number one in the whole country, the city station has not received specific information for the time being.

But with a score of 745, there is a high probability that it will also be number one.

. . .

Many educational supplementary publishing organizations saw the news, and their hearts became hot. However, when they checked Shu Fu's information, they were a little discouraged, because he was not short of that little money.

Assets in the millions.

A woodcut master, his works have been exhibited in the National Museum, and it only opens for a few days a month. He looks like he doesn't care about money at all.

have no choice!

Had to give up.

. . .

the next day.

Some companies, in order to gain popularity and gain popularity, want to give some bonuses.

However, the school did not provide any contact information at all, and Liao Fang refused all calls.

Are you kidding me?

Shu Fu short of money?

Will you accept your tens of thousands of appearance fees? What a dream!

Now he is very busy.

A meeting was held yesterday to determine the reconstruction of the teaching building.

I have to report to the Education Bureau today. There are many processes that schools have to go through. They don’t want to be demolished. There are many aspects to be coordinated in public schools and national assets.

After sorting out the materials, Liao Fang came to the Municipal Bureau.

"What?"

"Donate the building?"

"Get an investment of fifteen million yuan?"

"..."

The superior listened.

I was very surprised, I didn't expect Liao Fang to be so lucky.

Picked up a champion, and picked up a new teaching building.

"Who donated it?"

The superior asked curiously.

"Shu Fu set up a route, found investment, and said it was to support the construction of his alma mater." Liao Fang was very happy, and this achievement was enough for him to go further.

15 million, Liao Fang didn't believe it was Shu Fu's money at all.

"Not only that, he gave all the bonuses awarded yesterday to the school, which is specially for helping poor students."

"I see."

The superior couldn't help but suddenly felt relieved.

"good!"

"very good!"

"Students like this should be vigorously promoted."

There were reporters present yesterday, but Shu Fu did not donate in person, but gave the money to Liao Fang after everyone left.

This behavior is admirable.

Not for show, but sincerity.

"do not!"

Liao Fang hurriedly stopped him and said, "Shu Fu doesn't like being famous, nor does he like being lively."