Zhou Ziyang waited outside the dance room for a long time before Jiang Yue and Tao Xiaofei came out.

"Dear, you have been waiting for a long time?" Jiang Yue came up and hugged Zhou Ziyang's arm and said sweetly.

Tao Xiaofei couldn't help feeling a little sensible when she heard this sentence later.

Zhou Ziyang didn't care about this, so he called Jiang Yue and said, "Go away quickly."

Jiang Yue felt a little embarrassed: "Well, that, can you bring more people tonight for dinner?"

"?" Zhou Ziyang looked at Jiang Yue in confusion.

Jiang Yue immediately pulled Tao Xiaofei over and said with a smile: "Let me introduce you to me. This is my best friend, Tao Xiaofei, you have met."

Tao Xiaofei's performance was very cold at this time. After all, Zhou Ziyang is Jiang Yue's boyfriend, and she could not show much enthusiasm. She was wearing a black fashionable vest with snow arms exposed outside, carrying a bag on one shoulder, and dark denim shorts on her lower body. She has been practicing sleek for a long time, and her legs are long and thin, so she is not much more than Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue was wearing white denim shorts. Standing together, they had two pairs of long, white and thin legs.

Tao Xiaofei looked cold and ignorant, and Zhou Ziyang just nodded at her: "Hello."

"Yes." Tao Xiaofei agreed and said nothing.

Jiang Yue's heart was full of Zhou Ziyang at this time, and happily hugged Zhou Ziyang and asked where to eat.

"Just eat something near the school, I can't bring two people in my car," said Zhou Ziyang.

"Yes, Xiaofei, what do you want to eat? Otherwise, let's go eat malatang?" Jiang Yue had already wrapped his hands around Zhou Ziyang's waist from behind, and his chin was resting on Zhou Ziyang's shoulders, bulging his mouth to ask questions and answers.

Tao Xiaofei said: "Well, isn't Malatang a bit unhygienic? Otherwise, how about we go to KFC?"

"What do you think, husband?" Jiang Yue is not so flirted with, but in front of Tao Xiaofei, Jiang Yue wanted to show her love with Zhou Ziyang on purpose, so she took the initiative to call her husband.

Zhou Ziyang nodded: "I don't care."

"Then go, Zhou Ziyang, you picked the most beautiful flower in our class, don't blame me for killing you today." After hearing Zhou Ziyang agree, Tao Xiaofei's face was a little better and she said with a smile.

"Yeah." Zhou Ziyang didn't reply much. The relationship between the little girls' best friends is the most difficult to understand, and Zhou Ziyang was too lazy to think about it. A KFC meal in 10 years is probably only more than 100 yuan, which is not a big money for Zhou Ziyang.

The 35-year-old Zhou Ziyang is indeed crowded with the subway and goes to work early every day. In his overall life, he may be a loser, but no matter how brilliant and down-and-out a person's life is, Zhou Ziyang has also succeeded at a young age, seen big money, and spent a lot of money.

So if you eat a KFC like this, you think it's Tao Xiaofei who kills him, but Zhou Ziyang doesn't take it seriously.

Three people walked to KFC. On the way, Jiang Yue was next to Zhou Ziyang, almost hanging on Zhou Ziyang like a sloth, while Tao Xiaofei followed behind with her bag on one shoulder while keeping a distance.

Jiang Yue complained: "Xiao Fei, look how good we are to you. It's because of you, my husband can't take me out for a ride."

Tao Xiaofei rolled her eyes after hearing this and suddenly asked, "Oh yes, Zhou Ziyang, I have seen your motorcycle and it feels so small. It is different from the motorcycle I looked at on the street. How much did I buy it?"

It’s not that rich girls have a lot of knowledge. At that time, the Internet was not developed, and the rich people in small counties had a very narrow knowledge. They didn’t know anything if they didn’t understand them.

The reason why Jiang Yue was able to tell Zhou Ziyang's motorcycle model was because his father's friend happened to have one. He would definitely not know if he didn't know about it if he didn't understand it.

Moreover, Zhou Ziyang's tough guy does not look big, and it is not as good as the Dayun motorcycle that is Fengshi on the street. Tao Xiaofei doesn't know how to drive, and thought that such a small motorcycle would be at most 10,000 yuan.

After hearing this, Jiang Yue was a little surprised and couldn't help but say, "You don't even know Harley motorcycle?"

"What?" Tao Xiaofei didn't understand.

Jiang Yuetang planned to brag about Zhou Ziyang, but was stopped by Zhou Ziyang. Zhou Ziyang said: "Small motorcycles are not worth much, only a few thousand yuan."

"Really? Not even ten thousand yuan?" Tao Xiaofei thought that it was only 20,000 yuan at most, but she didn't expect that she was too high and she didn't expect that she was so cheap.

"Yes." Zhou Ziyang nodded.

"Is it an electric car?" Tao Xiaofei asked.

“Roil burning,”

"Can this car run?" Tao Xiaofei was full of questions.

Jiang Yue couldn't hold it in anymore. My boyfriend's car is more than 100,000 yuan!

But Zhou Ziyang kept not telling him, but Jiang Yue was suffocated to death.

Even when she arrived at KFC, Tao Xiaofei was still talking about motorcycles there. When she heard that motorcycles cost several thousand yuan, Tao Xiaofei was in a state of great pleasure. She said that even if there were thousands of yuan, she could not be called motorcycles.

"I thought your car would cost at least 20,000 yuan."

"I'm polite. My father's monthly salary is 4,000 yuan. Where can I buy a motorcycle worth 20,000 yuan?" Zhou Ziyang said.

Tao Xiaofei agreed deeply.

The city where Zhou Ziyang is located is a county-level city. The first KFC was settled in last year. At six o'clock that morning, there was a long queue at the entrance of KFC, and I couldn't eat it normally.

I was lucky today, and there were no people in the store. I found the location when I went in. Zhou Ziyang asked them what to eat.

"I'll help you."

Both of them are the daughters of the boss. Jiang Yue’s family is better. The father’s assets are estimated to be worth tens of millions. The pocket money given to Jiang Yue in a week is about 500 yuan, and Tao Xiaofei’s family’s assets are estimated to be one million yuan, and the pocket money for a week is about 300 to 400 yuan.

Both of them are girls who can spend money, basically belong to Moonlight, like KFC with more than 100, which can be eaten once a week, but the second time is a luxury.

Now Zhou Ziyang invited Tao Xiaofei to a KFC meal. Tao Xiaofei felt that she had made money. This week it was equivalent to having KFC twice, which was equivalent to spending an extra fifty yuan to buy a lipstick or something.
Chapter completed!