Boss Monster Chat Group

In the early years, Internet cafes still had many computers with top-notch configurations. Later, people who went online basically came to play virtual games, so computer desks were gradually dismantled and installed with game cabins. These shuttle-shaped game cabins were arranged in rows. It takes up too much space.

The computer desks are all gone, so the computer chairs are useless.

Su Mo and Fu Jiafeng were squatting on both sides of the aisle, eating a bowl of instant noodles across from each other, sucking off a stick of noodles and taking a bite of ham sausage.

Although Su Mo used to be a second-generation rich man and had unknowingly developed some of the habits of rich kids, his years in the army had changed so many things, not to mention instant noodles, even insects, poisonous snakes, scorpions and the like. He has eaten all of them.

So instant noodles are not unpalatable at all.

Fu Jiafeng, on the other hand, has really looked poor recently, sometimes even poorer than the second-generation bankrupt like him.

"Are you creating a fixed group or a mercenary group in the game?"

"We are a mercenary group now. When we get the guild order, we will create a guild. We will also turn it into a club in the future. The God Emperor and I have decided to have a big fight." Fu Jiafeng vowed.

"So you spent all your money to create a mercenary group? Are you stupid? Why did you do something bad? You imitated others and registered a mercenary group, and you just spent a thousand yuan like this? If you don't eat well all day long, you will be careful. It’s a little higher.”

"Actually, I didn't pay for the one thousand yuan, we got it together." Fu Jiafeng didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Don't spend money randomly in the future. Wait until you have the ability to make money." Su Mo's words were not harsh, but he was serious.

"Um... Mr. Su, how about we add WeChat?" Fu Jiafeng was silent for a while, then made a request after taking a sip of noodle soup.

"What?" Su Mo turned his head warily.

"We have known each other for such a long time. What's wrong with adding us on WeChat? I don't dislike you. What's that look in your eyes?" The young man's self-esteem was scratched. If he guessed correctly, it was a look of disgust.

"Okay, add it." Unexpectedly, Su Mo actually took out his mobile phone, holding the noodles in one hand and the mobile phone in the other, with half a sausage in his mouth.

After adding WeChat, Fu Jiafeng put the noodles in place and did some operations.

Then Su Mo was shocked: "Let me go, boy, what are you doing? Where did you get the money? What are you doing for me?"

The friend you just added can just transfer money.

And it’s five thousand yuan!

If I remember correctly, just a few minutes ago, Su Mo beat someone up on the pretext of teaching boxing.

"This is what eldest brother rewards you, so you can keep it with peace of mind." Fu Jiafeng shook his head nonchalantly, feeling that he must be extremely handsome at this moment. He didn't notice at all that he was shaking his half-length hair like this. A dandruff flying.

"Did you steal the family's money?" Su Mo thought it was ridiculous.

Five thousand yuan is not a small sum of money. Before getting the monster chat group, Su Mo was exhausted working several jobs, which only cost him tens of thousands of yuan a month.

Even now that he has a golden thigh, he still has no shame in saying that five thousand yuan is a small amount of money.

Many times he had to compete with others for orders worth several hundred dollars in the mercenary hall.

Fu Jiafeng used to be a bad student and a gangster. If he hadn't stolen money from his family, he would have probably done bad things outside.

"How could I steal the family's money? I earned it all by myself. You're not done with it. You're addicted to nagging about such trivial matters, aren't you?" The young man tilted his head, showing an impatient look.

"Why do you want to give me money?" Su Mo resisted the urge to hit someone.

"Ah? Don't you have any idea? Because you are poor, otherwise why would I give you money? Use it to pay off your debts. Don't thank me too much." Fu Jiafeng showed a gloating smile.

"Keep it for yourself, I don't want it." Su Mo shook his head. Anyway, if the transfer is not accepted, it will be returned the same way.

"Hey, is there something wrong with your brain? If I give you money, you won't give me face, right? Do you look down on me?" Those who work on the road are most afraid of being looked down upon. If you look down on me, then we are enemies.

Unexpectedly, Su Mo nodded honestly and said, "Yes, I look down on you. How could you possibly earn five thousand yuan?"

"Haha, that's because poverty limits your imagination. Su Laomo, you won't really become a poor man after being poor for more than half a year, right?" Fu Jiafeng sneered and drank the noodle soup in one gulp: "I have at least With an allowance of five hundred yuan, I can make money by running errands for my sister, washing dishes for my mother, and walking the dog for my father. Five thousand yuan is just a number to me."

Su Mo looked at him stupidly for several seconds, and finally stretched out his hand to rub the boy's half-length messy hair, causing dandruff to fly freely.

I use the leftover money from my own pocket money every month, and then find ways to make money, so I made this transfer of 5,000 yuan.

From the luxury area of ​​​​the Internet cafe to the ordinary area, taking a taxi instead of riding a bicycle, eating egg fried rice and instant noodles. No wonder Su Mo felt that Fu Jiafeng had become poor during this period. He thought it was because his family withheld pocket money, but he did not expect that he was saving money for himself. Pay off the debt.

Su Mo felt that he was simply not a human being. How could he do this to such a good child?

"Hey, are you out of your mind? Can you touch my hair casually? I just ate instant noodles without washing my hands. Are you disgusting?" Fu Jiafeng broke away from Su Mo's big hand and moved to one side.

"Haha," smile, you must smile.

"It doesn't matter if I give you money, but you can't pay it back so shamelessly. If you were a girl, I would consider giving you a chance to commit myself to you, but you are a man, and you are tall. You are so ugly, and you are too old for me. If I remember correctly, you are already in your twenties."

"Hiss," Su Mo took his hand from the side of his thigh and continued to smile, "Old Fu, I'm actually not short of money."

"I'll just take five thousand yuan. No matter what you say, I don't have more. The living expenses for the next two months will be advanced from my dad." Fu Jiafeng looked at Su Mo very warily, feeling that his smile was too charming.

"Come here and show you my account balance." Su Mo waved weakly.

Is it because his communication skills are too poor or because this kid's brain circuit is abnormal? Why is every conversation they have so painful?

Although Fu Jiafeng's brain is not normal, he still has the most basic curiosity.

So he obediently came over and saw the balance of hundreds of thousands in Su Mo's account. He stretched out his fingers to count the zeros. He counted several times before he dared to believe his eyes.

"Su Laomo, are you going to work part-time at night like Wang Shuo said?" His voice was trembling, and Fu Jiafeng's eyes were full of sympathy.

"Wang...Wang Shuo!"