The Super Rich: Start by Being a White, Rich and Beautiful Woman

Old Qiao has the same body shape as Qiao Yuncai.

Both are a bit fat.

Even with a serious expression, there is a hint of funnyness.

Looking at Old Qiao's serious look, Su Moyuan sighed deeply:

"Teacher Qiao, I really didn't lie to you"

"Although I don't know who spread the rumor, there's no point in me lying to you. My net worth is really only 200 million." Only 200 million?

Listen!

Is this even human language?

If she didn't have a little money at home, she would definitely think that the girl in front of her was showing off!

Seeing that Su Moyuan was unwilling to say anything, Lao Qiao sighed:"Xiaoyuan, is the teacher so unbearable in your eyes?"

"You don't even want to give me this little bit of trust?"

Old Qiao squeezed out a few tears from his eyes:"The teacher is very sad."

"But Mr. Qiao, I……"

"Okay, you don't have to say any more!"

Without waiting for Su Moyuan to finish, Lao Qiao raised his hand to interrupt:"I understand, you want to keep a low profile, you don't want your classmates to think that you have lost at the starting line."

"It is a good idea to think about classmates like this. It can even be said that among people of the same age, there are very few people who can think like this."

"It's just that teachers are not your peers, but your mentors, your class teachers for the next four years."

Old Qiao stood up, stood by the window, looked at the students outside the window, and sighed:"Maybe I failed as a class teacher."

"Even my own students don't want to believe in me. I should quit this job and go home to farm.……"

As he spoke, Old Qiao's voice choked up:"I feel so ashamed of my teacher, I feel so ashamed of Confucius!"

"I really am not worthy of being a qualified teacher!"

The more he spoke, the weirder and more outrageous it became.

Looking at Old Qiao standing by the window, with his hands on the windowsill, shrugging his shoulders and crying,

Su Moyuan's face was as weird as it could be.

Is it that serious?

Isn't it just a question of worth...

Is it that serious?

Besides, I'm really telling the truth!

But you don't believe it yourself!

These days, no one believes the truth?

As if she couldn't bear Old Qiao to cry like this, Su Moyuan felt a little weak all over and sighed:

"Okay, Mr. Qiao, I admit it. Actually, I am worth hundreds of billions."

There is no other way but to pretend to agree and comfort him.

After all, he is the fat boy's father.

If he jumps down because of my own reasons... then I will be guilty of a great sin.

Old Qiao's voice was still choked:"Is it only hundreds of billions?"

"……Well, I also control several major financial groups."

"It can't be just this little, right?"

"……OK, I can rival the richest man in Nanzhou"

"Xiao Yuan, you still don't trust the teacher."

"……I also have an ancient castle abroad! I am a candidate for the heir to a certain duke in the British country!"

After being repeatedly questioned by Lao Qiao, Su Moyuan became a little annoyed and said angrily;"Is this okay?"

"Hahaha! As expected, I said that what those old guys knew was just the tip of the iceberg about you, Xiaoyuan!"

Just as Su Moyuan finished speaking, Lao Qiao turned around, his face full of smiles, without a single trace of tears. He even said cheerfully:"Now those guys are going to lose me a hundred dollars each!"

"So delicious!"

Su Moyuan;"……"

So, you were lying to me from the beginning?

Shit!

Sure enough! What the Internet said was right!

Whether it was a young man or an old man... they were all big ass salts!