Chapter 545: Rich man, are you short of friends?

Wang Tao was not prepared at all. He was stunned by the question of Ping Pan and could only subconsciously say: "I will pay for the class fee and the travel sponsorship by myself."

The whole class burst into thunderous applause.

Many classmates shouted: "Rich man, do you still need friends?"

Ping Pan said speechlessly: "Classmate Wang Tao, I hope that you can lead your classmates to make progress together as the class monitor and balance study and life."

"Instead of asking you to be the class sponsor!"

Wang Tao said weakly: "I can't think of what I will do."

The clinic downstairs from Wang Tao's house saw Wang Tao coming to get an anti-inflammatory injection again, and the doctors and nurses showed incredible expressions.

What surprised them most was that Wang Tao's skin had recovered to the level of a demon.

When he first met her, it was carbonized and unrecognizable, but in two days it became white and tender, causing a nurse to chase Wang Tao for the secret recipe to remove scars.

Wang Tao was in pain all over. The little swordman moved back to serve his master according to the rules of the Tianzu Continent. After taking care of him for only two days, he found that Zhang Yueyi, the administrator of the public platform of the Buddhist chain, seemed to be determined to be the little swordman's wife.

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The little swordman smiled and said goodbye to his master again, pretending to go to meet Master Yue and Master Long.

However, the little swordman who was busy with serious things updated a picture in his circle of friends at night.

There was a long string of women's clothing hanging on the balcony of his house. Even Wang Tao, who was lying on the hospital bed, could barely recognize the styles of some brands.

Looking at those expensive clothes stained with lipstick and blood, Wang Tao smiled unkindly.

Even a gentle and lovely girl like my own Lan'er would have to fight with me if she broke her favorite skirt and the lipstick she brought back from abroad during her winter vacation.

Xiaojian's guy might want to chop him up.

Wang Tao laughed so hard that he was out of breath. As expected, the comments in Xiaojian's circle of friends were completely bright.

"Master Jian, didn't we learn chemistry in class? Lipstick is nothing but paraffin and pigment. For the white skirt, buy a bottle of 84 disinfectant and drink it up in one gulp. It is guaranteed that a short pain is worse than a long pain."

"Brother Jian, don't panic. I know a dry cleaning shop on Fuli Street. The owner of that shop is very powerful. She said that the West Suburb Cemetery is now on sale at a discount price. You can buy a luxury cemetery with the money you would buy for an ordinary cemetery."

"Brother Jian, don't be sad. Judging from the refraction angle of the light on your balcony and the surrounding buildings, it is at least ten floors high. Just jump down along the guardrail and make sure you don't make the same mistake in your next life."

Yun Xiaolan decisively commented on Xiao Jianren's circle of friends for help: "I advise you to set Bai Han's circle of friends invisible immediately. These pieces were bought together during the holiday. You can take mine back to fool her first, but we didn't choose the same color of lipstick. I suggest you don't be stingy with the money. Buy a durian and kneel on the shell directly."

Wang Tao almost laughed like a pig. This affected his injury and he cried in pain.

As a master, Wang Tao decisively transferred a huge sum of money to Xiao Jianren and asked him to search the whole city for the same lipstick, and then borrowed Lan'er's clothes to report back.

Anyway, after Lan'er came to the human world, she gradually became a princess.

She didn't want to wear the clothes she had worn a second time, and always had to buy new ones.

To transfer the money to Xiao Jianren to atone for his sins, Wang Tao could only bite the bullet and go around the store.

His stores are the golden hens that lay eggs in Wang Tao's hands, and it is not a problem to raise a few prodigal children.

It's just that because he didn't remove the bandage on his hand, he took a taxi for a long time, and when he arrived at the Buddhist chain, the store was closed.

When the lighter in the kitchen was lit, Wang Tao immediately felt bad.