Liao Xuebing was a little confused, the principal had eaten a powder keg, and he hadn't seen him for more than ten days. Okay, okay, I'll be right there, you have to wait, be patient."

The TV in the school dormitory is still "sponsored" by the principal, thinking of all kinds of feelings in the past, there is no reason to refuse his request, and turned to Su Bingyun and said: "The principal has some official business to interview me, I have to leave first."

Su Bingyun is not a suspicious woman, and she reluctantly said: "Don't work too hard, the principal is really good, and he won't let people take a holiday during the New Year." Suddenly remembered one thing and said, "Liao Xuebing, have you forgotten what festival is today?"

"Women's Day, Arbor Day, Dragon Boat Festival, Buddha's Birthday?"

Every time he said one, Su Bingyun shook his head, and his face was a little more lost.

"Torch Festival, Songkran Festival, Qingming Festival, Dharma Festival, Harvest Festival, Halloween, Beer Festival?" Liao Xuebing laughed: "Fool, how could I not remember that today is Valentine's Day?

took out a fiery red rose that had been clipped to the placket of his clothes for three full hours, but unfortunately it had turned into a broken flower: "Give it to you, my princess."

Fortunately, Su Bingyun is not a superficial girl who pursues superficial forms, and it is enough to know that he has this heart: "You go, the official business of the school cannot be delayed.

Lao Liao was really moved, pinched his lover's warm little hand, and said, "Wait for my phone at night."

Stepping on the motorcycle, screwing the accelerator, and going into the deep night, occasionally looking back, you can also see a quiet figure standing in the courtyard.

……

"Violet of the Night" is the most famous western restaurant in Zhonghai City except for the Yunzhong Tower, the geographical location is superior, the decoration is splendid, the mood is unique and elegant, and it is praised by consumers.

This is a paradise for the aristocracy, and the rich sell the gold cave, but they don't have enough land for 180,000 land, and they don't even dare to look at this place.

Liao Xuebing drove into the parking lot, looked at the surrounding large areas of Ferrari, Porsche, Cadillac, and suddenly felt ashamed.

There are four marble Roman columns at the door, two doormen are neatly dressed and stand straight, and there are security guards patrolling back and forth on both sides.

The headmaster stood on the steps by the doorway, combing his big back and hair, but it made the baldness more conspicuous.

As soon as Liao Xuebing appeared, the principal greeted him, and said with a displeased face: "Xiao Liao, why are you only here now?"

"It's only eight o'clock now, and I've done as you commanded, and I'll be here in five minutes, what's going on?"

The headmaster rubbed his chin and looked anxious, and said, "What else could be the matter?" I was going to consult with you at the beginning of the winter vacation, but you didn't know where to go, you couldn't find it, and I didn't know it, and then Mrs. Smith went back to England."

Lao Liao pulled him to the nearby flower bed: "What about the future? You really let Mrs. Smith go? That's not good, men have to be bold and careful to chase women, you don't have any of them, how can this work?"

"Aren't you my local staff officer?

Lao Liao stroked his back and smiled: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, even if you go back, you can wait until after school starts, and Madame won't grow wings and fly away.

"Come back to fart! Mrs. Smith was in the middle of the sea yesterday!"

"Oh, what's new in Dare.

The headmaster glared at him indignantly, and then said, "I only found out that Madame came back today. What is today's festival? Do you remember? Valentine's Day! Don't think that we old fellows won't play the tricks of you young people, I attach great importance to this festival, didn't you say it before?

"Yes, today is indeed Valentine's Day, so why don't you hurry up and ask her out, are you still waiting for the gods?"

The headmaster almost wanted to slam Lao Liao to the ground before he could relieve his anger, and said, "Mrs. Smith is inside the Violet of the Night!"

"You've already made an appointment? What about flowers? Why haven't you bought flowers yet? You know, women care about this kind of thing the most."

The principal's arrogance suddenly dropped again: "The problem is, it's not me who asked her, she's already with other men."

"Since Mrs. Smith didn't ask you out, how do you know she's dating someone else at this restaurant?"

The old principal snorted, and his face turned red: I, can't I follow her? In the morning, through a phone call, I couldn't find the topic after two greetings, and I couldn't help but hang up.

"Who dares to snatch a woman from our respectful Mr. Principal?, did he eat the bear's heart and leopard gall?" Lao Liao first came to his mind, using a woodpecker to poke thirteen transparent holes in his rival's body, the second thought asked Ye Xiaobai to tie his rival to the back of the motorcycle and drag him for a thousand kilometers, and the third thought was to find Mo Lao Wu to help abolish the reproductive ability of his rival.

"The man is in his fifties, about the same age as me, blonde and blue-eyed, probably a foreigner, but he is very tall and handsome, and he looks much younger and more imposing than me." The headmaster is like a rooster being defeated.

"Could it be...... Mrs. Smith's husband is not successful?"

"It's not." The principal immediately denied: "I saw her husband when he first invested in the school, he was at least 70 years old, not as handsome as me." Speaking of which, I feel a little confident.

"Mrs. Smith is looking for another lover?" Liao Xuebing was taken aback, and came up with a famous sentence of Ah Q: "The monk can touch it, but I can't touch it?" Principal, since others can chase Mrs., why can't you chase after him, let's destroy his prestige!"

"This ...... Isn't it okay?" the headmaster hesitated, and according to his indecisive xìng character, it was strange that he did not flinch from the battle.

A man and a woman alone together does not mean that the two are a couple, maybe others talk about business, talk about business, if they are closer, it may also be a friendship from the past.

"Headmaster, knowing yourself and knowing that the other side can win all battles, I have seriously thought about it, it is definitely not a way to rush in so presumptuously, and the abrupt beauty will only lower your image in her mind.

Coldly, there was a thunderclap above his head: "You two are standing here happily, are you trying to steal something!"

When I looked up, I saw a big man in a security uniform, with a glaring stick hanging from his waist.

Liao Xuebing blew his nose and said, "How can the five-star Night Violet invite such an unqualified security guard? Get out, Lao Tzu is a consumer, your God, and your parents." Roughly pushing the security guard away, he and the principal stepped up the stairs, the entrance hall, and the elevator.

The checkered marble floor is shining, the gilded oak door is shining, the crystal chandelier is beautiful, the waiter is neatly dressed and shuttles back and forth with plates, there are not many guests in the hall, only sixty percent of the attendance rate, and the atmosphere is very quiet and peaceful.

"How many sir?" asked a handsome waiter, standing in the doorway, politely towards them.

"Two." Liao Xuebing glanced at it, and he could already see that on the table on the wall in the distance of the hall, Mrs. Smith was talking intimately with a man with golden hair, who turned his back to him and couldn't see his face clearly: "Let's just sit there." The choice was a table about ten meters away from Smith, and in the middle there was a couple like glue, just enough to cover the whereabouts of the two.

The waiter respectfully led them over to their seats, and scolded indignantly in his heart: "This society is really full of demons, two men playing brokeback mountain don't count, they have to come to the restaurant to embarrass people."

Candles were lit on the dining table, and the two of them officially entered the eavesdropping state as spies, lit Marseille seafood soup, chocolate toast, coffee and smoked shrimp segments, nǎi fried beef and tomato soup, Bordeaux red wine foie gras pie, crispy chicken steak, and spicy egg skin salad.

"Headmaster, you said Mrs. Smith wouldn't be sponsoring our school, right?" Lao Liao threw away the soup spoon, picked up the seafood soup and drank it, that posture was like eating a large piece of meat in Liangshan Boli, and a big scale was a good man.

"What kind of sponsorship is pulling?" The principal smiled bitterly: "Is there a Valentine's Day to pull sponsorship? Not to mention that the school is not short of money.

"Old tofu is not bad, either." Lao Liao squinted his eyes and looked at it, only to see that Mrs. Smith's hair was in a high bun, and her face was lightly powdered, covering up a lot of wrinkles. Otherwise, why would she be wearing such a sāo? It's hard to guess, I can't tell that Madame is so old, and her skin is still so white."

The headmaster drooped his head like a dead dog: "I'm out of play, check out and leave."

，