What Yuan Lu and Fan Baobao think is not important at all in Zheng Yao's eyes, for her, finding the heroine she needs and completing Zhao Fusheng's entrustment is the end of the task.

So the moment she saw Fan Baobao, she was happy.

The reason is very simple, because this girl is really beautiful and meets the requirements for the heroine in Zhao Fusheng's advertisement, Zheng Yao even had a thought in his mind at that moment, Zhao Fusheng's guy wouldn't be an advertisement that he came up with with her as a template.

Thinking about it, it's really possible, with that guy's temper, I guess I won't tell myself if I do this.

But no matter what you say, the person has been found, and Zheng Yao naturally plans to go home.

"Well, that's you. Glancing at Fan Baobao, who was very excited and obviously had not yet eased up, Zheng Yao patted her on the shoulder and handed over a piece of paper: "This is my phone, call me this weekend and take you to meet the advertiser." ”

After a pause, as if he was afraid that the people around him would misunderstand, Zheng Yao said lightly: "Don't worry, Mr. Sun and my mother have been best friends for more than 20 years, and they are very good people." ”

As soon as she said this, Yuan Lu, who was still slandering Fan Baobao that she was going to be ruined by some unspoken rules, instantly widened her eyes.

Fan Baobao was still there in a daze, Zheng Yao shook her head helplessly, didn't say anything, turned around and left directly.

"Thank you. ”

Seeing that Zheng Yao was about to go out, Fan Baobao came to his senses and shouted at Zheng Yao's back with a ninety-degree bow.

Zheng Yao didn't look back at all, waved her hand, and left, accompanied by He Jingyi and the counselor.

"Huh, that woman, so fierce!"

Zheng Yao left with the front foot, and the people in the dormitory finally breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone looked at each other, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

At the scene just now, almost everyone was frightened, even the head of the department, who usually everyone didn't dare to provoke, was suppressed by the mysterious Mr. Zheng, a group of female students, needless to say.

It's just that everyone still doesn't understand, why is this Fan Baobao favored by others.

Obviously, everyone can only blame that Mr. Zheng has a bad eye.

And Miss Fan has no time to pay attention to others at this moment, her current mood can be described in three words, that is, Meizizi.

"The old lady is finally coming out!" Fan Baobao was in a good mood when he thought that his advertisement was about to be broadcast on CCTV.

Lying on the bed, Fan Baobao was almost about to laugh, thinking in his mind, should he report to some annoying guy, think about it, or decide to wait for the weekend to sign the contract, and when he comes home, he must make his mother and Zhao's father and Zhao's mother happy.

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Of course, Zhao Fusheng didn't know anything about this, and he was now watching his roommates play poker with interest.

In fact, in one afternoon, with the occasional person coming to borrow something or something, the whole dormitory building began to resound with the shouts of the boys.

"Four twos!"

"Two kings!"

"Three belts and a pair. ”

It has to be said that in the current lack of entertainment projects, fighting landlords is undoubtedly an entertainment activity that is easy to popularize.

After all, in this era, computers are not yet popular, Internet cafes are relatively luxurious, and not everyone has the money to spend a few dollars an hour in an Internet café every day.

To put it simply, in the era when mobile phones and computers have not yet entered public life, and many people still rely on fixed telephones or letter writing to communicate, entertainment projects are quite rare. Even at the party, everyone either guesses the word puzzle or tells the story, like the later generations of people with a phone to play games or brush the circle of friends, it will never happen.

The times are developing, people's entertainment is gradually changing, Zhao Fusheng knows very well that in a few years, there will be no more poker scenes in the dormitory, instead, there are several computers facing each other, and a group of people are gathered together.

Teacher Cang, Teacher Muto, and Teacher Ozawa entered the life of the post-80s generation in this way.

"Lao Zhao, why don't you go playing?" There was a person standing beside him, Zhao Fusheng raised his head and recalled that this person's name was Qin Wentao, and he was the deputy squad leader.

In his previous life, in Zhao Fusheng's memory, he didn't have much contact with him, and after graduation, he had no contact, and it is said that he later became the vice president of the advertising and media major.

But occasionally listening to Tan Kaixuan talk, always with a hint of disdain, in Tan Kaixuan's words, this guy is a hypocrite, hiding among the students all day long, and giving a small report to the counselor if he has nothing to do.

Zhao Fusheng didn't care much about this adjective, because in his opinion, if a person can pretend to be a hypocrite for the rest of his life, he is also a true gentleman.

What's more, a young man from a poor background just wants to stay in school, which is nothing.

"Deputy class, why are you here?" Zhao Fusheng asked strangely, Qin Wentao lived in the dormitory next door,

"It's nothing, I'm happy to see you guys playing, come and have a look. Qin Wentao opened his mouth and said with a smile.

It can be seen that he is very envious.

"Let's play for a while?" Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

"No, I still have to review my homework. Qin Wentao blinked and shook his head.

Zhao Fusheng remembers that he has been determined to take the graduate school entrance examination since his sophomore year, and finally succeeded in being admitted to graduate school, staying on to teach, and it is said that he even mixed with the vice president.

Everyone's perception is the product of a combination of factors, deep and solid, and once there is a disagreement, then it is likely to be a huge chasm, easily irreconcilable. Otherwise, there would not have been so many wars in ancient and modern times because of differences in religious consciousness and belief.

The body can be conquered, but the spirit is never destroyed.

So in Tan Kaixuan's view, Qin Wentao chose to give in because of reality, which is a little contemptible.

But Zhao Fusheng can understand him, after all, if you want to understand what a person is thinking, the content of his work is more important than the way and way he does things.

The hypocrite in Tan Kaixuan's mouth supported a large family alone, four younger brothers, and two younger sisters all relied on his salary to finish college.

In addition, Qin Wentao also sponsored nearly 20 poor students.

From this point of view, Zhao Fusheng felt that he was not as good as Qin Wentao.

"By the way, are you interested in taking on a job?" Zhao Fusheng thought for a while and said to Qin Wentao.

Zheng Yao's studio is exactly when he needs to employ people, and he thinks that maybe the one in front of him seems to be very suitable.

"Huh?"

Qin Wentao was a little baffled, but he still subconsciously asked, "Do you want to give money?"

Many years later, whenever he recalled this moment, Qin Wentao said that he was really bad at that time, and he was deceived by someone into a thief ship.

And Zhao Fusheng resolutely refused to admit it, in his words, Qin Wentao, a hypocrite, was clearly motivated by wealth, so he chose to join his studio.