Chapter 60

Zong Shimeng walked alone in the shade of the campus tree, wearing a black close-fitting short sleeve on her upper body and a black spotted skirt on her lower body. Carrying a red MK backpack in his hand, he used it to hold a book. She doesn't value so-called designer bags as much as ordinary girls. Because there was a time when she and her girlfriends ran to buy each big brand when it came out in limited editions. Even crazy enough to fly to the United States overnight, just to grab a bag. Zong Shimeng stayed under a pomegranate tree, looked up at the lush leaves, and couldn't help but think of Zhang Tianyi. This teaching assistant is really interesting, no wonder it can take her heart away.

At this moment, the turmoil in Nanjing City cannot be calmed down no matter who comes out. After all, it is necessary to decide a winner or loser, some people live, and some people die. Some people are lonely at dusk, and some people rise in the morning. This is what the rivers and lakes have always had, and those involved are not qualified to talk about pity.

As for the son-in-law of the Zheng family, he can't talk about disgust or liking. It's just that he showed up just in time, just when he needed it. For Zong Shimeng, he was just a tool to disguise his identity, and his mother didn't care what she thought or thought of her. What made her find it funniest was that the mother of the Zheng family, who could be regarded as a strong woman, actually asked Skynet to investigate her identity.

It is also strange to say that Nanjing, which is "the smoke and rain of the Six Dynasties, the Imperial State of Jinling". There are not a few decent gentlemen, but there are a lot of decent. The direction she walked towards was the library, ostensibly to return the books, but in fact she knew that Zhang Tianyi must be in the library at this moment. Unless this guy has something to do, he'll be spotted in the corner.

Before entering the library, Zong Shimeng deliberately stopped and stood on a sycamore leaf. The gifts given by literary and artistic youths cannot be measured by money, but are more chic than who's. It's nice for a girl to give a boy a leaf to make a bookmark.

With this gift that seemed to have moved his mind, Zong Shimeng walked into the library. The library of Nanjing University is very large, and I don't know how many books there are in it. However, Zhang Tianyi's location is easy to find, and Zong Shimeng is 100% sure that he is in the corner of a few desks next to Finance. She walked over and pressed the sycamore leaves in her hand in front of Zhang Tianyi very casually, this guy looked up and asked, "Classmate Zong, is there something?"

"I can't talk to you if I don't have anything?, is the teacher very interested in finance?" asked Zong Shimeng with a smile.

Zhang Tianyi put the bookmark on the page number he saw and closed the book. Pointing to the corner next to the stairs, he said that there were too many students here for a conversation. The two of them go one after the other, and make a corner. Zhang Tianyi put the book under his armpit, looked at the scenery outside the window and said: "Actually, I'm not interested, I didn't have a good brain when I was in college, so I chose this as my second major." But now I am still somewhat glad that finance is indeed an industry that can make money and make money quickly. ”

Zong Shimeng covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at Zhang Tianyi's back. I thought that this man was really strange, and like her description, he wanted to learn everything. Don't you know the truth that you can't chew too much if you are greedy? People's energy is limited, and if they don't make a choice, they will only be like Zhuge Liang, tired to death. Zong Shimeng walked up to Zhang Tianyi's side and asked, "The teacher is very short of money?"

"Who would dislike having a lot of money? I used to want to live a comfortable life with a little money. Thinking about it later, there are still parents here, and if they get sick, I don't even have money for treatment, so this will definitely not work. Zhang Tianyi smiled, perhaps relieving his mood. Qian Ruyi's words put some pressure on him.

In his eyes, Nanjing is now chaotic like a pot of porridge. Lin Zixuan, grandson Chu Bufu said more, this is a character he knew before. Later, there was Zhao Chengdong who came to the door, and the disciple of Old Man Zhao who didn't know where he was now. Coupled with the Qian family and Qian Ruyi's Wei Hongpao, and then counting himself, the entire situation of the Seven Heroes of the First Warring States War.

The two stood together, and suddenly there was no speech. Both looked out from the small window in front of them, but presumably the two people who had no similar experiences from childhood to adulthood had very different thoughts in their hearts.

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Wei Hongpao was almost laughed to death by Qian Ruyi.

He felt that although he couldn't compare with Qian Ruyi, the overlord of Nanjing, he was also a figure in Sichuan. Sichuan has been chaotic since ancient times, unlike other places where there is always a king. The people of that place are so fierce that no one can completely conquer everyone. Wei Hongpao didn't think that these bosses would have been able to achieve such achievements if they were born and raised in Sichuan.

What's more, chaos is good. For example, these people together are not as insidious and shameless as him.

After Qian Ruyi expressed his intention and left, Wei Hongpao was laughing, and he laughed for more than ten minutes before stopping.

"You say, Qian Ruyi has become a fool. Does she think that a little cub in her twenties who has not yet grown her hair can fight with me? When Lao Tzu occupies Nanjing, she must let her watch her granddaughter have a live spring palace with her own eyes. This girl can't afford us from beginning to end, and we'll see what she can do when the time comes. Wei Hongpao laughed at the brothers around him.

Few of them are educated, most of them dropped out of school in their teens and followed their parents to run the rivers and lakes, although they have a little money in their pockets, they can't escape from the existence at the bottom of society. People in this class are very rough. Drinking and having fun and finding a woman is the favorite thing. But they also count the blackest hands, who stands in the way of their enjoyment, burning, killing, digging graves, wives and daughters, and doing everything.

"She has more than one granddaughter, boss, wouldn't it be better for you to let a few of their sisters strip naked in front of you when the time comes?"

Hearing this, Wei Hongpao smiled and scolded a handsome, tall man: "Why do you think I'm you, a woman plays very well, at most there are two dragons and two phoenixes." If there were more, I wouldn't be able to hold them up. ”

"Okay, okay, for the sake of the medicine vacated by the Qian family, we have to dispose of Zhang Tianyi first. Who is this person, do you know?" The man with his eyes, who had been sitting in the corner and had not spoken, stood up with a frown and said, "I just asked a few friends, and no one has heard of such a person." Is Qian Ruyi playing tricks on us?"

"I don't know where this thing came from, but you've all heard her say, young man in his twenties. Which brother finds him, don't talk nonsense, chop him up for me. Don't worry about the brothers, a million will send you to Southeast Asia. If my wife and children can't bring it over, I'll raise it for you. Wei Hongpao's chest snapped.