Wang Neng answered the phone with trembling hands, and no matter what the other side said, he cried directly: "Mr. Han...... Han Ye...... Please call the shots for the Wang family...... Young Master Han is going to destroy our Wang family......"

"Shut up for me, I have something to say, what Young Master Han, what the hell is going on?" Han Yunteng reprimanded in a low voice.

Wang Neng is like a dog hearing his master's order, and immediately stopped crying: "Mr. Han...... It's Han Sanming...... Young Master Han is going to destroy the Wang family! For so many years, we have been doing what you wanted...... You must call the shots for us!"

"Han Sanming?" Han Yunteng's tone changed, and he said suspiciously: "Isn't Han Sanming, this waste a long time ago, was driven out of the Han family, how did he destroy the Wang family?"

When Wang Neng heard this, his scalp instantly went numb, and there was a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Didn't Han Sanming return to the Han family?" Wang Neng hurriedly asked cautiously.

"Whoever you listen to is a fart!"

Han Yunteng said angrily: "What the hell is going on, tell me clearly!"

Wang Neng swallowed his saliva, and Han Yunteng's words instantly ignited his originally dead mood.

Wang Neng briefly explained the matter, Han Yunteng was silent for a few seconds, and then spoke: "Han Sanming, this bastard, has not returned to the Han family at all, as for why he suddenly became rich...... I don't know!"

"Are you telling the truth?" Wang Neng confirmed.

"I don't have to lie to you about this kind of thing!" Han Yunteng said slowly: "But...... Hearing you say this, Han Sanming has indeed been a little strange recently, you are responsible for investigating this matter clearly and reporting to me at any time!"

"Okay...... Leave this matter to me, don't worry......"

Wang Neng hung up the phone, and at this time, there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping through his heart.

"Horse, Han Sanming, you bastard, dare to play Lao Tzu like this, you are doomed!"

……

Han Sanming walked out of the Tianxiang Yazhu community and couldn't help but look back.

Although I don't have any good feelings about this place, I have lived here for 10 years after all.

At this time, he had an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

Serenity...... Right...... This feeling is unprecedented tranquility, there is no trace of panic in the bottom of my heart, there is not a trace of waves.

Han Sanming knew that this feeling came from the fullness of his wallet.

Without the system, he would not have been able to leave here, and perhaps continue to endure humiliation here.

can only sigh a sentence of providence to make people.

Han Sanming hailed a taxi and went directly to a hotel near the school.

He originally wanted to rent a new place to live, but he never had time to choose a location, so he simply stayed in a hotel first.

The taxi slowly stopped in front of a Ruya Express hotel, which was the closest to the school, so Han Sanming chose this place.

Simple check-in, Han Sanming entered the room, the area of the room is more than 30 square meters, the environment is clean and tidy, and daily necessities are readily available.

I fell headlong on the soft big bed, and my heart felt refreshed.

Although the standard of the express hotel is not high, it is a world of difference compared to where he used to live.

Lying on the bed, thinking about something in my head, the time passed slowly, and before I knew it, it was past 12 o'clock in the morning.

Han Sanming was waiting for this moment.

He directly opened the system interface and honestly punched in and in.

It wasn't until the news of the arrival of 1 million yuan came out of his mobile phone that he fell asleep peacefully.

……

Early the next morning, Han Sanming slept directly until half past seven, and he never had to get up at 6 o'clock in the future.

I rushed to the classroom and missed the morning reading class perfectly.

If this were normal, Zhao Liwen would definitely reprimand Han Sanming fiercely.

But now...... Zhao Liwen didn't dare to let one go.

The classmates who were waiting to see Han Sanming's jokes also looked at each other, wondering why Zhao Liwen was abnormal?

Han Sanming walked into the classroom, his gaze swept over the two empty seats, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The two seats belonged to Wang Lung and Wang Yu, and it was clear that these two people did not come to school today.

It's right to think about it, after more than 100 slaps, it is estimated that the face is swollen like a pig's head, and if you don't rest for ten days and half a month, you will have the face to go to school.

Zhao Liwen pretended to cough twice, and said sternly: "It's all quiet! There is a new classmate in our class who has transferred from another school today, let's get to know each other!"

Han Sanming returned to his seat, only to find that there was indeed a female classmate standing next to Zhao Liwen.

With just one glance, Han Sanming's heart instantly became manic.

He had never seen such a girl, and he couldn't simply describe it with two words: beautiful.

The white face lacking a trace of blood, the indifferent and indifferent eyes, exuded a cold and vulgar temperament, as if a fairy descended from the sky.

With the short skirt of the school uniform, the straight and slender legs can be seen at a glance, which perfectly confirms the wise saying that 'one more is fat, and one less is thin'.

Everything is so perfect and so natural.

"My name is Li Binghan, and I don't like to talk to the mentally retarded, so, don't mess with me if it's okay!"

Li Binghan's expression was indifferent, and a few simple words could be regarded as self-introduction.

Although her voice did not carry a trace of emotion, Han Sanming felt very good.

However, the classmates in the class instantly blew up.

"Damn, what do you mean, freshmen are so crazy when they just transfer schools!"

"Maybe it's someone from that big family!"

"Cut, what's the big deal. ”

Zhao Liwen made a gesture, and after the class quieted down, she spoke: "Li Binghan, you can sit in the third row!"

Li Binghan's face was expressionless, and a pair of cold eyes swept over the class like examining a prisoner.

In the end, she didn't pay any attention to the position Zhao Liwen pointed out to her, but walked straight in the direction of Han Sanming.