Chapter 28 Damn it

After getting off the plane and picking up his luggage, Lu Mingfei followed the crowd out of the airport.

Compared with the airy feeling of Lu Mingfei’s hometown where he started, the summer in the imperial capital seemed cloudy and gloomy. The air seemed to be mixed with sand, making Lu Mingfei’s throat dry.

However, Liu Miaomiao and the others were completely unaware of this, and as soon as they landed, they became as energetic as a group of children. Some of the boys even took a deep breath of the air of the imperial capital.

Lu Mingfei looked at those boys who were not afraid of death and wondered whether he should educate them about the concept of PM2.5.

However, Shilan Middle School is indeed worthy of being an aristocratic middle school. Even the hotel we booked includes airport pick-up.

When Lu Mingfei just walked out of the airport pick-up gate, he saw two people, who were either bus drivers or hotel staff, waiting outside the pick-up gate holding a banner that read "Welcome Shilan Middle School Grade 9 (X) students to stay at Black Prince Hotel".

As soon as the group got off the plane, they rushed onto the bus.

But this time, Lu Mingfei did not sit with Liu Miaomiao. Liu Miaomiao sat with Qiao Yiran and other girls.

Ever since the "Liu Miaomiao sleeping on shoulder incident" happened, there has been a very delicate atmosphere between the two of them.

It’s hard to say whether the relationship has gotten better or worse, but it’s obvious that the two of them can’t talk to each other for the time being.

"Ho baby, say more sweet words,
I'll take another look if you want.

Show a little more.

Let me really see..."

Damn it, don’t play Cyndi Wang’s “Love You” on your MP3 at this time.

The bus swayed along the way and arrived at the Black Prince Hotel where they were going to stay. Lu Mingfei took the map that the class teacher distributed to everyone and roughly figured out the location of the hotel. It was within the Second Ring Road, facing the northwest corner of the Temple of Heaven, and it was within walking distance to the Temple of Heaven and Dashilan, and not far from Wangfujing.

After a burst of braking, the bus stopped in front of the Black Prince Hotel.

This is a building that is mainly black. From a rough visual estimate, it is estimated that the hotel has more than 20 floors.

The entrance was a revolving door, the same style as the high-end hotels in Hollywood movies. Lu Mingfei couldn't understand why the door was designed this way. Only one person could go in and out at a time, which affected efficiency.

But he soon realized that such high-end luxury hotels don’t have many guests, so they don’t need a large throughput. They are dedicated to providing services to one or two high-end customers.

After entering the door, the first thing you see is a white piano surrounded by a circle of artificial fountains in the empty hotel lobby. It looks expensive.

The service desk is on the left side of the lobby, next to the elevator shaft. Going through the corridor of the elevator shaft, one side is the gym, and the other side is the hotel's hot spring area. The swimming pool is located on the rooftop of the hotel.

Lu Mingfei looked at the configurations written in the hotel manual and frantically calculated in his mind how much a night's accommodation in such a hotel would cost. The result made his heart bleed.

Fortunately, before leaving, his uncle stuffed a card into Lu Mingfei's pocket and repeatedly told him to keep it safe. There must have been some money in it, otherwise Lu Mingfei might have really ended up on the streets of BJ.

"Alas, the matter of making money needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible."

Lu Mingfei sighed.

In fact, Lu Mingfei is not a person with particularly high material desires, but at least he has to have money when he needs it, and he can't be short of money all the time.

But at this point in time, he doesn't have many ways to make money.

The Internet? It is indeed the future trend, but the payback period is a bit long. Let’s not discuss the fact that he is still a middle school student and it is impossible for him to drop out of school to start a business. Even if he really wants to start a business, he has not yet secured the start-up capital.

Bitcoin? That's a very profitable business, but it won't be available until 2010, so it's still a long way off.

After much thought, the only way to make money legally is to buy lottery tickets.

Of course, it’s buying sports lottery.

Although Lu Mingfei didn't care much about sports and couldn't remember the results of every sport, the only one he remembered was the 2006 German World Cup, which had already ended. But as a senior internet addict, there was one sporting event that Lu Mingfei definitely remembered.

That was at the 2006 WCG, when China's number one e-sports player, SKY Li Xiaofeng, once again won the world WCG Warcraft championship.

Although SKY failed to achieve three consecutive WCG championships in 2007 due to a decline in form, his contribution to the rise of Chinese e-sports and helping e-sports events break inherent prejudices is still enormous.

In terms of simply fulfilling the Chinese people's prejudice against the yellow race in track and field events, Liu Xiang is unprecedented.

Today is July 7th. If Lu Mingfei remembers correctly, the WCG World Championship should be in November, but the WCG China qualifiers should be held between August and September, which is less than a month.

And it’s during the summer vacation.

If all goes well, I will be able to achieve financial freedom when school starts in September.

From now on, there will be no more losers in Shilan Middle School, only gods!

Lu Mingfei was immersed in his fantasy and didn't notice that someone was calling him.

"...Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei."

"Ah? Hmm? What's wrong? Are you calling me?"

"Who else should I call if not you?" Qiao Yiran rolled her eyes and stuffed something into Lu Mingfei's hand.

Lu Mingfei opened his palm and saw a black room card.

Seventh floor, 0717.

"Originally, the team leaders should have given the room cards to the team members, but Miaomiao refused to give them to you herself and insisted that I give them to you."

Lu Mingfei subconsciously looked around and immediately saw Liu Miaomiao standing far away from him in the hotel lobby.

Qiao Yiran put her hands on her hips, looked at Lu Mingfei cautiously, and said, "Tell me, what bad thing did you do to Miaomiao on the plane? Now she doesn't even want to see you anymore."

What bad thing could I do? She was the one doing bad things to me, okay? She slept with her head resting on my shoulder the whole way! My shoulder is still numb now!
"How dare you say that! When you wanted to see my boarding pass, you had already decided to ask Liu Miaomiao to do this secretly."

Qiao Yiran immediately avoided Lu Mingfei's gaze, pointed her fingers at him, and whistled as if nothing had happened.

"Don't play innocent!"

"Okay, okay, I'm just trying to help you and Miaomiao get together. Miaomiao is someone who doesn't dare to take the initiative in love, and you've been depressed all the time, so someone has to give you a push."

Qiao Yiran spread her hands. "If it weren't for Miaomiao being my good friend, I wouldn't bother getting involved in this mess. You don't know how uncomfortable it was for me to sit in that business class.

There was a cocky guy sitting next to me, pretending to check the time every two minutes, showing off the lousy Submariner on his wrist, and even deliberately changing the watch from his right hand to his left hand, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't notice. It's just a few bucks, right? He's like everyone has them."

Hey, why does this person's style sound a bit familiar?
At this time, the revolving door at the hotel entrance creaked and turned again. Young boys and girls carrying backpacks and suitcases came into the hotel bustlingly. They were about the same age as Lu Mingfei and his group.

It seemed that they were students who came to the imperial capital for tourism just like Lu Mingfei and had booked a room at the Black Prince Hotel.

"Fuck! What the hell!" Qiao Yiran next to him actually cursed angrily.

"What's wrong?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Speak of the devil and he will appear." Qiao Yiran pointed at a person in the crowd and muttered, "That pretty boy in Armani is the cocky guy I met in the business class. Everyone around him was wearing casual clothes, but he was traveling in a suit, so stuffy and coquettish..."

Lu Mingfei followed Qiao Yiran's finger and looked at a person in the crowd, his eyes immediately widened.

"Fuck! What the hell!" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but repeat it.

The cocky guy that Qiao Yiran was talking about was actually Zhao Menghua?
(End of this chapter)