In the elevator, only the boy's heart-to-heart words could be heard.

Chen Yiru's face turned dark, she looked at this handsome face and pursed her lips, only to feel that her head was a little dizzy, and the fingers pointing at him were shaking. But I never expected that the young man acted as if he didn't see her ugly face at all, but he took a step forward and held her finger with a full face, "Don't be afraid, Sister Yiru, don't worry, I will never be with that old man. Just like a man, I really like it, I promise I will treat you very well in the future, if you don't believe me, you can test it however you want..."

"I really like you."

Those eyes were as bright as stars, and when they looked in, they could not wait to sink immediately.

Chen Yiru's heart that was about to explode when he heard this, his mind jolted, his eyes subconsciously looked at him, and his greedy mind turned.

Father Jin is suspicious and stingy. She once saw Jin's mother from a distance, and she was dressed in ordinary clothes, not like a person whose family assets were tens of millions.

And this young man...

She is very confident in her own charm, especially for such a young and impulsive boy. Although this young man didn't say what his family was doing, he shot a 10,000 yuan bag, and he was dressed in famous brand names. Maybe he is a better person to control than Father Jin.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case. The key was that he looked good, much better than the middle-aged man with a big belly like Father Jin. There are only things that can't be undone.

She gritted her teeth, and immediately a trace of 'unbelievable' and 'injured' appeared on her young and beautiful face, Chen Yiru lowered her eyes and said very 'sadly': "I, I have liked him for so many years, but I didn't expect him to be Look at me like this..."

"Sister Yiru..."

The "heartbroken" woman was hugged into the arms of the teenager, and the scene was warm and moving?

Several people in the monitoring room: …

No, no, it's a bit irritating!

How could this woman have the confidence to hook her boss!

"Brother Zhang's acting skills are not good!" Jin Yuze muttered while looking at the screen. Although I hate this little three, in all fairness, Chen Yiru is not bad looking. Zhang Xueyuan's face was full of impatience, and he stared blankly at the monitor.

"Acting skills are one thing, but it's really handy for Brother Zhang to betray his looks." The red-haired boy sighed and turned to look at the new student, "But his looks are still very good! Right?"

Zhang Xueyuan is really good-looking. Once the arrogant and bad temperament is stripped away, the androgynous face is even better than Chen Yiru... Wu Qiong moved his hand on the table.

Ah bah bah, this sissy! Oh no, a slightly clever sissy.

After Zhang Xueyuan dealt with this woman, he parted with her "reluctantly", patted his chest and came to his friend, "See? It's easy, simple!" Jin Yuze was standing beside him. The boy who was 1.9 meters tall took it over in a hurry. "The phone will be busy in the future. You can stabilize first, and then cut off the connection after a week or two."

The red-haired boy clapped his hands to save face, and praised: "Our brother Zhang is really amazing!"

Jin Yuze also nodded wildly. According to this trend, as long as he gathers the wisdom of more than 20 bachelors in the class with his mobile phone, the matter will be solved in minutes. The key, this feeling is really... Everyone in the class takes this woman as an experience baby! Brother Zhang is really amazing! He poked Wu Qiong, motioning him to speak softly. After all, he was in Class 7. If Zhang Xueyuan didn't like it, it would be more troublesome.

The key point is that he felt that this cold and arrogant young man really had a bit of an appetite.

Wu Qiong didn't understand Jin Yuze's meaning at all, and took a step forward, her eyes burning brightly. "Then what if the mistress is already pregnant and enters the room? What should I do?" After saying this, he paused and said honestly, "Brother Zhang."

Zhang Xueyuan flipped his hair and covered his heart.

Ah, it's so relaxing.

"Hey? Lun | Li's jokes can't be played. Think about it again and think about what to call me?"

The future boss turned blue and white for a while, and it took a long time before he said awkwardly, "I will help you compensate the principal's office." The implication is that he will never call him father.

Zhang Xueyuan then hooked his finger at him.

Is he going to tell himself what to do? In fact, this person's heart is really not bad. When I was in the second grade, I was really a second grader. I always felt that the people in Class 7 were trying to coax him as the boss. Wu Qiong swallowed, lowered her head, and listened carefully: "Huh?"

Needless to say, the big guy at this age is really incomparably young, and the **** subwoofer described in the book can't be heard at all. Zhang Xueyuan smiled and said, "Are you rich?"

It's not just money! In the past, I made so many troubles at home, didn't they all get it with money?

Just as Wu Qiong was about to boast, her handsome face with sharp edges and corners suddenly froze. If I remember correctly, my dad only charged his meal card with money...

Zhang Xueyuan patted him on the shoulder, showing a "helpless" smile, shook his head and said slowly, "Son! It's not like you don't know what's going on at home, so you can't do it!"

………………

A few people went back to school immediately, the container at the top of the wall was still there, Zhang Xueyuan climbed up while carrying an egg and filling the cake. I can't help it. It's really difficult for me at the same table at home. I don't even know what the pancakes taste like. It's really pitiful!

"The boss has been very good to Geng Xueba recently!" Jin Yuze, who was tall and big, and the red-haired boy bit his ears secretly, and both helped bring breakfast.

The red-haired boy shrugged helplessly, "The key is to believe whatever others say."

Haven't eaten pancakes, fruits and egg-filled pancakes, what's the joke, the family is so poor? However, the clothes on Geng Xueba did not have trademarks. But this kind of nonsense is also believed by the simple-minded boss in his class!

Zhang Xueyuan jumped up on the wall, the arrogant smile on his face slowly subsided...

What the fuck? Who TM pokes my tires!

"Boss, hurry down! What are you doing standing on the wall!"

"Hurry up, it's almost time for class!"

"If you get caught by witch Xu, you're done!"

Then the four people standing on the wall silently looked at a shiny head: …

The principal showed a "fake" smile, with his hands behind his back, he raised his head to look at these four... Oh, there is a new student! I shouldn't have let this freshman go to Class 7 in the first place. Look now, it's only been a few days, and another one has been broken! Little bunny!

The principal said yin and yang strangely, "Oh, what a coincidence in the morning!"

Zhang Xueyuan was not afraid, but looked at a bag on a bald head—this bag was really not stung by a bee, but was hit when the principal was holding his head and scurrying around, and then the broken furniture and electrical appliances were pressed on on her head. Zhang Xueyuan is really a little aggrieved.

but!

What a big man! Tell the parents to be shameless! She thought about it seriously, only Geng Wenshu knew the exact time of their back and forth after so many days of sneaky actions! Madan! Fortunately, I brought him food, bah, shameless!

So that day, at the entrance of the principal's office, three people stood in a row, listening to the roars inside, shaking silently. I remember that when I first entered the school, the principal was a kind elder with thick hair, and he spoke with a pleasant face, instead of the word that now trembles every building.

"Oh, oh, should I give you an award?"

"I x your uncle, Zhang Xueyuan, can't you be honest with me?! Is it so hard to study hard?"

"...My uncle is not..."

"…"

"Hey, hey?! Uncle, uncle, uncle, Lao Tzu, ahhh, I know I'm wrong, don't start, don't start!" The screams made the three listening legs soften.

Even Wu Qiong was trembling. He had never been beaten no matter how badly he was in school before, but here...

"Does the principal teach people like this?"

Still forcing others to be called Uncle? What kind of weird hobby is this?

The red-haired boy shook his head and said in a low voice, "No, not to others, not necessarily to Brother Zhang." The principal's attitude towards Brother Zhang was a bit strange. But most of the time, it's very powerful, and it's not necessarily how ruthless it is...

After a while, someone who came out of the principal's room wore a school uniform hat, hid his face in the hat, squeezed his fist and said fiercely, "I will never forgive Geng Wenshu!"