The Villain of the Rebirth City, the Rich Second Generation

　　 "Grass!" (a kind of plant) Su Zhiwen abruptly sat up from the bed, rummaging around on the bed, "I'm going to be late, Gan! Where's my clothes?"

　　Su Zhiwen is a college student. Thanks to his hard work in the previous twelve years, he was admitted to 985 prestigious schools.

　　 However, after going to university, he fell.

　　 When the dreams of my youth turned into jokes in the face of reality, few people could suppress the pessimism brought about by the huge gap. Su Zhiwen is not a man of great perseverance, and naturally he can't avoid it.

　　 Although it is very salty, Su Zhiwen is not in a hurry at this moment. In his memory, today is the counselor’s ideological and political education class, which needs to be named.

　　 You don’t need to care about what you study, but you can’t call it by name. It’s not the result that Su Zhiwen wants.

　　 "Huh? This is not a dormitory? Who am I? Where am I?"

　　 Su Zhiwen, who searched for clothes to no avail, noticed that this is not the school dormitory he lived in before, but a large room.

　　 is really big, just the big bed that can lie on four or five people, even the dormitory of him and a few roommates can't fit.

　　 The room looks clean and tidy, which is two extremes compared to his dormitory.

　　 (The rumors are true. Most male dormitories are dirty, messy and poor. The better ones have no peculiar smell. The poor ones, you know.)

　　 After three consecutive runs, Su Zhiwen suddenly felt a little swelling in his brain, and suddenly a wave of familiar and unfamiliar memories flashed through his mind, like a shadow, making him even more confused.

　　 "I'm Su Zhiwen, from an ordinary family, a scumbag from a prestigious school, just a member of the general public?"

　　 "No! I'm Su Zhiwen, and my dad is the chairman of Gimhae Group. Am I a rich second-generation?"

　　 "So who the **** am I? Ordinary college student? Or the rich second generation?"

　　 Su Zhiwen clutched his swollen head, squatted on the ground with his eyes absent, and kept muttering in his mouth.

　　 It wasn't until a certain moment that Su Zhiwen realized that he was no longer the same person.

　　 To be precise, the ordinary college student is him, but in the memory, that Su Zhiwen is dead. At the end of that memory, it was a lorry that was speeding up.

　　 Then, there was nothing in front of me.

　　 The current Su Zhiwen is a rich second generation who is ignorant and has no bad deeds. In addition to good family conditions, he is still so salty.

　　 After thoroughly sorting out the memories of the two lives, Su Zhiwen got up and looked at the closet on the side, where a full-length mirror stood upright.

　　 The figure in the mirror gave Su Zhiwen a strange but familiar feeling.

　　 is familiar because he is himself in the mirror, an eighteen-year-old handsome young guy.

　　 is unfamiliar because the mirror is no longer the shabby ordinary student in his early twenties.

"Is this crossing? Or rebirth?" Su Zhiwen looked at himself in the mirror inexplicably, which was not consistent with the description in the novels he had read before. He felt that the rich second-generation "Su Zhiwen" was not a replacement, but more. It's like blending together.

　　 In the memories just now, he could feel his own emotions every moment, rather than as a bystander, without any disturbance.

　　 After a moment of loss of consciousness, Su Zhiwen smiled. Those are just novels. How can they be used as a reference for this scene?

　　 No matter which Su Zhiwen is, he is himself, so why bother? It's not enough to accept it willingly.

　　 "Oh, I have become a rich second generation, this is the pinnacle of my life? Isn't that..." Su Zhiwen hesitated, showing an extremely wretched expression.

　　 In the last life, mother-female solo, with a single halo, but not courting for a few times, but in this life, smoking and drinking hot head, drag racing, playing cards and bullfights, not loving women and playing ball.

　　 In short, he is a human for two lives. He was a single dog in the previous life. Well, in this life, well, he should be regarded as a single nobleman.

　　 After the memories of the two generations merged, Su Zhiwen could not help but get up and be at the pinnacle of life. You know what to do next with your toes!

　　 Opening the closet, Su Zhiwen deliberately put on the kind of expensive clothes that he knew at a glance.

　　 is actually the lower grade in the closet. After all, the grade is too high. People of the same class may see it, but others don't have that vision.

　　 Although he is still a high school student and should wear school uniforms, as a well-known rich second-generation and not a good student, he needs to abide by the school rules?

　　Since I want to pick up girls, of course it is how high-profile came. This is not a novel, and there is no need to pretend to be a pig and a tiger.

　　 refers to the uncertain tiger who has not eaten it and will be laughed at as a pig. Su Zhiwen is not the protagonist in the novel, and has a tendency to be abused.

　　 Isn’t it good to be forced to the end? Want to be ridiculed and ridiculed for a long time before pretending to be slapped in the face?

　　 humming a brisk song, Su Zhiwen walked out of the room, got down from the second floor, and went to the restaurant. At this point, he should be eating breakfast.

　　 I did get up late today, but it didn’t have a big impact. Anyway, it’s not the first time he was late. Why is it important to have a meal in school?

　　 "Master, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, you are up." The one who has been waiting in the restaurant is the butler of the Su family, an old man who is nearly sixty years old and has served the Su family for three generations.

　　Accurately speaking, Su Zhiwen is not the rich second generation. Su Jiazu’s previous generations are very rich, and he is all rich N generation.

　　 "Good morning, Uncle Da!" Su Zhiwen was in a good mood, smiled and said hello, then sat and started to move himself, "Uncle Da, don't stand up, sit down and eat?"

　　Uncle Da is an old man of the Su family. He has been serving since Grandpa Su Zhiwen's generation, and has been serving for more than forty years now.

　　 The Su family didn’t treat him as an outsider, and Su Zhiwen would naturally not be that bad guy. He really used Uncle Da to be a person, not to mention that Uncle Da is very old.

"Thank you, Master, I have already eaten, you can eat it yourself," Uncle Da with a gentle smile on his face, did not stand anymore, sat down slowly, and watched Su Zhiwen quietly after eating breakfast. "Xiao Wang is already waiting outside, Master, are you going to school today?"

　　 "Go, of course I am going." Su Zhiwen wiped his mouth, and after saying goodbye to Uncle Da, he went straight out of the villa.

　　 Outside the villa, the Xiao Wang mentioned by Uncle Da, a young man in his thirties, is Su Zhiwen’s driver and bodyguard.

　　 "Young Master." Seeing Su Zhiwen out of the villa, Xiao Wang leaned forward slightly to show respect, then opened the car door, stretched out his hand to protect Su Zhiwen's head, and signaled Su Zhiwen to get in the car.

　　 Sitting on the back seat of a luxury car, stroking the soft cushion of Rolls-Royce, Su Zhiwen exclaimed in his heart, "This is the life of the rich, so cool!"

　　 Su Zhiwen, who combined the memories of the two lives, sat on the Rolls Royce that he had never seen before, but in the Rolls-Royce that he rode every day in this life, the two emotions of novelty and calm were intertwined, but he did not show any ugliness.