Chapter 1187: The Second Generation of the Rich Who Eat Instant Noodles

When the two were about to reach the dormitory door, Tang Wei jumped to the door first, took out the key to open the door, turned around and looked at Shen Dapeng with a smile, and made an exaggerated gesture of invitation.

"Brother Peng, welcome back!"

Shen Dapeng shrugged, responded with the same smile, and walked towards the door, but just as he reached the door, Shen Dapeng's footsteps suddenly stopped and frowned.

"What is this smell?" Shen Dapeng fanned his hand unhappily.

Tang Wei reacted immediately, and his face, which was excited just now, immediately became embarrassed. He rushed into the dormitory first, quickly gathered the torn food bags and the empty instant noodles buckets on the table, and threw them into the trash can on the side.

"Brother Peng, I'm really sorry, this is not... I live in the dormitory alone, so I didn't have time to clean up." Tang Wei smiled awkwardly while cleaning up.

Shen Dapeng held his breath and walked into the dormitory. He opened the window immediately. Suddenly, a sharp but fresh air rushed in, and Shen Dapeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Throw it away quickly." Looking at the things in the trash can on the ground that exuded an unpleasant smell, Shen Dapeng waved his hand impatiently.

"I'll throw it away now." Tang Wei responded and rushed out with the trash can.

Looking at the messy dormitory, Shen Dapeng shook his head helplessly.

His and Du Yuefeng's bedding was neatly folded, but Tang Wei's bed was a mess, almost like a rat's nest. On the big table in the middle of the dormitory, Tang Wei's computer was placed on it, and the screen was still on. It was obvious that he was playing games, but it was off.

"Brother Peng, please sit down first. You've worked hard all the way here. Have some water."

Tang Wei came back from outside soon, got a glass of water for Shen Dapeng, and brought it to him very attentively.

Shen Dapeng took the cup, but soon frowned and stared at Tang Wei's hands, "You didn't wash your hands?"

"Brother Peng, no matter how sloppy I am, I won't be so unhygienic, right?" Tang Wei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and waved his hands in front of Shen Dapeng.

"Okay, okay, sit down." Shen Dapeng took a sip of water, "Looking at you, the school cafeteria hasn't opened yet, right?"

Just now, Shen Dapeng glanced casually and found that there were several instant noodle barrels on the table, and there were several unopened barrels of instant noodles on the empty bed above Tang Wei.

"Hey, the school hasn't started yet, so the cafeteria is not open yet. Those of us who came early can only eat something to fill our stomachs."

Shen Dapeng looked Tang Wei up and down, "No way? You are the son of a coal mine owner, a typical rich second generation, so you shouldn't have to eat instant noodles, right? Those restaurants outside the school won't cost much money to eat a meal, right?"

Tang Wei likes to play games, so he shouldn't be making instant noodles just to play games and not be too lazy to go out, right?

"Brother Peng, didn't you see it on the way back to school just now? Let alone other things, how many of the restaurants we often go to around the school are open?"

Shen Dapeng was stunned. He really didn't pay attention just now, but he knew that these restaurants, without exception, all make money from students. It's normal for them to close during the Spring Festival, but now that school is about to start, students are coming to school one after another, so they should be open.

"Could it be that there are too few students coming to school, and the weather is cold, so the restaurants have no business, so they haven't opened yet?" Shen Dapeng looked puzzled.

"That's not the case." Tang Wei shook his head. "There are already quite a few students coming to school. The main problem is SARS. Although it is not very serious now, these restaurants are facing a great enemy, fearing that they will be infected, and they have closed down one after another."

Shen Dapeng finally understood. Looking at the sturdy Tang Wei in front of him, he couldn't help but joked: "So that's the case. No wonder you have lost weight."

Tang Wei was stunned at first, then he understood and pretended to punch Shen Dapeng. "Brother Peng, don't be so mean. Do we still want to be brothers?"

After that, both of them laughed.

"Why don't you go to Weifeng Supermarket and play games all day?"

After laughing, Shen Dapeng pointed at the game that Tang Wei was playing on the computer with a look of disgust.

"Brother Peng, it's not that I don't want to go, but it's useless to go. I stayed there every day for the past few days, and no one came, not even a ghost. SARS has a big impact. Most students would rather stay in the dormitory than go out. Who do you want me to earn money from?"

Shen Dapeng thought about it. Just now on the way to the campus, he could clearly feel that there were very few students. Although there were still some who didn't care about anything, they were a small part after all.

According to this, the business of the second store of the computer supermarket on Huanyun Road should not be very good, right?

Shen Dapeng frowned when he heard what Tang Wei said.

Cao Zhang's family is in Beijing. They should have opened the store after the Chinese New Year. However, if they were affected by SARS and the deviation in business philosophy before the Chinese New Year, the business would probably be very bad.

It seems that I have to take some time to go and take a look.

Shen Dapeng was thinking about these things in his heart when Tang Wei's mobile phone rang.

This kid didn't know what messed up ringtone he had set. A scream came from Tang Wei's trouser pocket, which interrupted Shen Dapeng's thoughts.

"Hurry up and answer the phone. What a crappy ringtone. It's late at night. Won't it give you a heart attack?" Shen Dapeng stared at Tang Wei impatiently.

"Isn't this the ringtone that comes with the phone? None of them sound good. This one is almost good." Tang Wei also looked aggrieved. He took out the phone from his pocket and held it in front of Shen Dapeng.

Tang Wei had a Nokia phone, which cost more than 2,000 yuan, and he often showed off.

There was no way, because his father was a big boss. Compared with Shen Dapeng's phone, Shen Dapeng's phone was very ordinary.

But at that time, the ringtones of mobile phones were all built-in, so there was no way.

"Okay, answer the phone quickly..." Shen Dapeng pushed the phone in front of him to Tang Wei, almost covering his ears.

Tang Wei laughed and answered the phone.

"Hello... It's Sister Qu... I'm back, I just arrived at the dormitory... What..."

From what Tang Wei said, it was Qu Yina who called, and Shen Dapeng couldn't help but listen attentively.

"Okay, I'll discuss it with Brother Peng and call you later." Tang Wei hung up the phone, looking excited.

"Brother Peng, I told you that since you're here, I don't have to suffer eating instant noodles anymore, and it's time to eat meat." Tang Wei stared at Shen Dapeng, touched his stomach again, and couldn't help smacking his lips twice.

"What's your expression? You look like a starving ghost?" Looking at Tang Wei's appearance, Shen Dapeng suddenly remembered the Zhu Bajie in the TV series.

Not to mention, if these two people stand together, they really look alike.

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