anwhile, sitting in the middle of the classroom, Yang Mingming was staring at the "unknown" Chen Ye, but his heart was filled with intense bitterness. The school arranged for the "battle" students to exchange in Dubai. As the protagonist, Chen Ye contributed to all this, and he would definitely be leaving.
Thinking of Tang Yanran, she beca very scared during this exchange, and her inner uneasiness grew stronger. At noon,
"Sir, are you planning to charter a flight to Dubai tomorrow?"
"Yes!"
"Can you confirm the number?"
"I’m not sure about the number, but an average 747 should be enough."
"Okay, the information is confird. We will stop all ticketing services for tomorrow’s flight to Dubai and reclaim the custor’s tickets. However, you still need to sign the contract with the airline before midnight tonight."
"Midnight?"
"Yes."
"Alright, I’ll co over this afternoon."
"Hmm, we will have a special receptionist waiting for your arrival in the afternoon."
Oh dear!
The phone rang, and the whole class was at their wit’s end, not knowing what to do.
"Did Chen Ye really charter a flight to Dubai?"
"Is this true or false, I don’t know now."
"Really, is there any fake? Didn’t you just hear it? Deducting 4 billion Ruan Sisters as a deposit!"
Regardless of whether it’s true or not, Li Lin stepped out of the crowd.
"Actually, as your good roommate, I don’t believe it. It’s 4 billion Ruan Sisters. Even I’m afraid my national God Si Cong can’t take out so much at once, but then what?"
He made a swerve.
"It’s not easy to speak the truth."
In the booming sound, Chen Ye held a mobile phone in his hand.
"Hello, Bai Yun Airlines?"
Yes, Bai Yun Airlines at your service.
Hearing the professional answer from the ground service girl, Li Lin cleared her throat, but she still had so doubts:
"How much is a round-trip ticket to Dubai?"
When Li Lin’s question was raised, everyone suddenly realized.
If this was Chen Ye’s joke, the other party wouldn’t be so clear about the round-trip ticket price.
An ordinary prank would never be this professional.
"Hello, a one-way economy class to Dubai is 7204 yuan, and a round-trip ticket is 14408 yuan. Business class one-way is 15575 yuan, and round-trip is 31300 yuan.
"Do you have any questions?"
"Oh... oh, no!"
Shanshan handed the phone back to Chen Ye. Li Lin turned around to look at her classmates. Her jaw couldn’t drop.
"It should be...
It should be real!"
At this mont, the shock of the whole class was too late to dissipate, and they all stared at Chen Ye in amazent.
"How can I... not trick us..."
Boom!
In the afterthought, the whole classroom was boiling.
"It’s true, it’s true!"
"We’re going to Dubai!"
Haha... so happy, my first ti going abroad! Thank God and sir!"
Looking at the happy students, Chen Ye no longer made calls to Bai Yun Airlines, staring at their carnival.
"Tickets, accommodation, everything I’ve invited."
"Charter a flight to Dubai, everything included?" Wu ng fell under the table.
"Full... full package?"
"Yes, full package! I’ll go to the airport this afternoon. If the airport doesn’t provide hotel accommodation, I’ll book a five-star hotel for you! Hmm, you know, I’m afraid of trouble. Sotis calling to book a five-star hotel is troubleso."
A surprising ssage ca from Chen Ye’s mouth.
"Chen Yeniu is pushing!"
"Long live the Cleaner!"
"Universe Invincible!"
The boisterous noise overturned the entire classroom. In this heatwave, happy emotions were everywhere. Seeing the satisfaction of the students, the corners of Chen Ye’s mouth showed a perfect arc.
anwhile,
I don’t know if Tang Yanran, who invited the entire class to Dubai, was sitting by the window. He listened to the students talking about Chen Yan’s fight against the Japan "battle" exchange group. He saw the text ssage the school sent this morning. His heart was filled with joy.
This is a huge benefit.
Sitting in the classroom’s center, she didn’t know how to interact with her classmates. She had no other girls disturbing her mind. She wanted to be with Chen Ye in Dubai, her face blushing, climbing up her cheeks.
In the afternoon, Chen Ye used the excuse of taking a leave and went to Baiyun Airport by himself.
As soon as he got out of the car, he saw two airport receptionists, a man, and a woman, dressed in formal professional uniforms, waiting for sothing.
They glanced at Chen Yan, who got off the taxi, turned his student to the right, and ignored him.
Chen Ye took out his phone without hesitation and dialed a number.
"Ding Ding Ding Ding..."
Imdiately, the chi of the antelope’s bell rang from the woman’s receiver. Before she could answer, Chen Ye went to pick up her phone.
Such a clear reminder made the two people rush forward, facing Chen Ye’s face, but they were a little hesitant.
"Mr. Chen?"
"It’s !"
After hearing Chen Ye’s affirmative answer, their eyes were a bit panicked. Was this stuffing a plane into Dubai’s trench? This... how could he be so young, and still...
The sunshine fell on the ground.
"Ding Dong..."
The harsh alarm clock continued to ring.
The groggy Chen Ye was woken up and pressed the alarm switch. After getting up, he went to the restroom. The hot water started, and he stripped off his clothes. The hot water slowly flowed along his "bare" skin.
Chen Ye’s charming evil face was full of strong masculinity.
With knife-like muscle lines, the slender lower abdon showed eight abs, and the bathroom displayed an inverted triangle of masculine reflexion.
This absolute appearance could make countless won fanatical and obsessed.
White dewdrops dripped from the hot water.
Ten minutes later, he washed his clothes, dressed, had breakfast, took his luggage, found the McLaren P1 in the underground garage, and headed directly to the airport.
When Chen Ye arrived at the airport, the surge of "tide" energy instantly hit.
He smoothly walked into the waiting hall, seeing his business school students anxiously waiting. As soon as they saw Chen Ye appear, his roommate Wu ng took the lead.
"Classmates, the landlord’s house never had leftover food, you should all know, but today, we were lucky to et the landlord. He told us. He has extra food. He has a lot of leftover food!"
"The landlord’s na, shout it out loud for , what’s his na."
Before the students answered, Wu ng took the lead and stared at Chen Ye, raising his right hand, in the beautiful era of Japan, the students protested.
"Chen Ye!"
"He is our hero! He is our landlord. He is the hero who sent us to visit Dubai!"
"Let’s shout his na!"
"Chen..."
Wu ng led the correction of these words, only to be followed by others at the end.
"Sweeping Monk!"
"Sweeping Monk!"
"Sweeping Monk!"
Every ti he shouted three words, his right hand also had to make an upward stretching "protest" action.
"Sweeping Monk!"
Then, Wu ng turned around, staring at his classmates with Li Lin, Yang Mingming, and the worms.
"Sweeping Monk!"
"Sweeping Monk!"
The shouts one after another converged together, resounding through the world, those who didn’t know would think they were "attacking Japan’s National Day!" How about it?
However, wasn’t this exactly what Chen Ye had experienced yesterday, successfully facing the Japan "battle" communication group as a symbol?
Watching the students’ enthusiastic nonsense, Chen Yelu helplessly smiled bitterly and walked over to the students. First, she looked at Wu ng.
"Don’t make a big deal, you know I like to keep a low profile, or I wouldn’t have mixed with you for two years."
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