79 Chapter79
In the past few days in Suzhou, Wei Yu didn't want to worry about everything except the hard bed at home that was convenient for her to correct her back.
On the first day, I was able to cover the quilt and cry secretly.
When I opened my eyes the next day, I felt a little silly and decided to let go of everything I had done.
On the fifth day, when Wei Yu opened the curtains and saw someone swimming in the pool in the backyard, she realized that she could already be optimistic and mischievous.
It's just that she is optimistic, but the unlucky one is a young man who goes swimming on a whim.
Take a good swim and suddenly feel like you've been kicked. Forget it with a kick, and this kick hit him in the face.
Lian Yixin directly touched the ground with his feet, and his head was full of water and had to come out of the pool.
The pool is so big, who is bold enough to dare to kick him in the face?
When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to see that there was no one in the pool, only a white golden retriever sticking its tongue out at him. The golden retriever swam happily, shaking his head on the surface of the water and paddling his paws happily under the water. Not to mention the beautiful posture, the endurance is comparable to that of an aircraft carrier in a dog, and the butt is shaken and swam for several meters.
The golden retriever swam around, and seemed to feel that the beauty who was bathing together was not in a good mood, and when he swam back, he stroked his paws and splashed water on Lian Yixin's face.
Even standing in the pool with an ice face, there was no reaction, b, who, who had the courage to let Qiao Jingyun's dog in!
On the edge of the pool, Wei Yu bent over and laughed, pointing at the golden retriever paddling happily in the water with his finger, and teased him: "Haha, second brother Lian, you can't swim as fast as a dog." ”
Obviously, she was the culprit who led the golden retriever into the pool.
Lian Yixin was originally going to blow up, but looking at Wei Yu's heartless smirk, he was helpless
Shook his head. Drops of crystal water fell from his hair, swept across the corners of his upturned mouth, and melted into the pool.
Ten minutes later, Wei Yu reaped the consequences, kneeling alone on the edge of the pool and wiping the golden retriever with a towel.
Lian Yixin watched from the other side, and spoiled the overseer.
He Ling, who likes soft beds, can't stand Wei Yu's hard bed that can make the disc in his waist protrude overnight. In order to return to the warm mansion in Shanghai as soon as possible, with a soft bed and a beautiful man, the speed of Heling is extremely fast, and by the fifth day, he has been busy with Wei Yu's affairs.
For example, flowers, except for looking for someone to paint the wall, and Suzu didn't do anything else. After Wei Yu's father learned about this incident, he directly brought a lawyer and a secretary, and called the head of the Planning and Finance Section of the Education Bureau to go to the home of the principal of Huaqiao Middle School for tea.
The reason why he is called the head of the Planning and Finance Section instead of the Chief of the Administrative Examination and Approval Section or the director of the office is that only the old Jianghu like Boss Wei knows the twists and turns.
Principal Zhu of Huaqiao Middle School has something to do with flowers, and he is a cousin or cousin of thousands of miles of flowers. A few years ago, when he first came to Huaqiao as the principal, he was afraid that the people below would form a small group to do something out of the ordinary, so he helped Huahua be promoted from the township high school to the Huaqiao Middle School, and inserted a "Infernal Affairs" chess piece into it.
Last year, the TV station came to expose the flowers, and President Zhu symbolically punished him, and after the winter vacation, he resumed his position as a flower because of the lack of talents.
It's just that I didn't expect that a winter vacation has passed, a summer vacation is coming, and flowers are still dying. Principal Zhu personally served tea to Boss Wei and them, and said politely: "What kind of wind blew a few people to me?" Hahaha, please sit down, please take a seat. ”
The head of the finance section, who was over fifty years old, smiled at the corner of his mouth, glanced at him meaningfully, and then haha: "Of course, I came here because of something." Let me introduce to you, this is my old classmate Wei Jianxun, and you should be familiar with the name. There are also these two, the lawyer and the secretary who followed him. ”
Principal Zhu's right eyelid jumped, and he already had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Boss Wei stiffened his face, and the heat in the teacup was rising, and he didn't even touch it. didn't say a word of greeting, and directly motioned to the secretary to bring the notebook over.
Principal Zhu hurriedly put away the smile on his face, and looked at the short video playing on the screen in a panic.
In the video, in the corridor outside the kitchen door of a certain hotel, a woman with a familiar face sneaks through. She was followed by two middle-aged women, one looking around the hallway, the other staying where she was, stomping her feet. Two minutes later, the familiar woman came out of the back kitchen, her neck as if she had been burned by something, her eyebrows and mouth squeezed together, and she chirped crookedly and screamed in pain. The two women who had been waiting for her in the corridor surrounded her, and the ghosts carried her out of the corridor.
Boss Wei asked Principal Zhu without smiling, "Principal Zhu, can you see who this woman who entered the kitchen is?" ”
Principal Zhu frowned and looked at it again, unable to figure out the trick and could only bite the bullet and say, "It seems to be, uh, a teacher in our school." ”
"It's like the flower that teaches English in your school. Hmph, this kind of person can also be recruited as a teacher, how can you overseas Chinese continue to open? Are you worthy of the tuition fees paid by the students' parents? Ah, do you still have any educational norms? Boss Wei was so angry that he opened his mouth.
The secretary next to him blinked, feeling that the boss's words were unusually familiar. The original sentence seems to be: This kind of person can also be recruited to work, how can your company continue? Are you worthy of consumers? Ah, do you still have an industry code?
The lawyer who came after him touched his nose, and the official explained: "Our Mr. Wei's daughter, Ms. Wei, accidentally had a meal with Ms. Hua. There were some inevitable quarrels in the middle of the meal, and Ms. Wei did not control her emotions and splashed Ms. Hua some cold and white. In order to make a big dispute and gain benefits from it, Ms. Hua secretly went to the kitchen and splashed herself with hot oil, and then grafted the responsibility of splashing oil onto Ms. Wei in public. Ms. Hua not only maliciously slandered Ms. Wei, but also distorted the facts and spread rumors, which seriously affected Ms. Wei's reputation and the image of Weiqi Group represented by Ms. Wei. The above video is evidence of Ms. Hua's damage to Ms. Wei's reputation, and we have the right to ...... in accordance with Articles 102 and 120 of the General Principles of the Civil Law of the People's Republic of China."
Principal Zhu was stunned and watched the lawyer's mouth open and closed, and he couldn't insert a word of shirking responsibility or asking for forgiveness. The chief of the finance section sat next to him silently, drinking hot tea leisurely, just like the one who came to listen to the play.
By the time the lawyer finished speaking, Principal Zhu's sweat had already dripped from his forehead to his neck. He was in a mess now, and he couldn't figure out the purpose of Wei Jianxun's approach.
Boss Wei sighed, took a sip of the hot tea on the table, and said with emotion: "I only have one daughter, and people are stupid, but fortunately, I don't need to say anything." I have been busy starting a business for more than 20 years, and I rarely think about her. Hehe, it's because I don't have enough thoughts that I didn't know until today that there was such a villain behind her back. Principal Zhu, I don't care what the reason is why you let people like Huahua work, but I will tell you today, as long as she stays in the education post for a day, as long as she doesn't know how to converge for a day, I, Wei Jianxun, will have to fight her to the end with my life. ”
Principal Zhu nodded again and again, and found a ladder for himself to climb down: "Okay, okay, I will definitely understand the situation in detail and make the decision that should be made when I go back." ”
When the chief of the finance section heard this, he seemed to come to life, put down the teacup in his hand, and said, "Okay, Lao Wei, that's all it takes." Aren't you still in trouble? Let's go. I heard that Principal Zhu still has a house in the Imperial Garden Villa, if you still want to talk, we will make an appointment to talk in the villa next time. ”
Boss Wei nodded and stood up from the sofa without saying a word.
Principal Zhu couldn't hear the sarcasm in the words of the section chief, so he hurriedly stood up and said earnestly: "Don't worry, before the summer vacation, I will definitely discuss with the school's leadership team to make a personnel decision." Personally, I am deeply sorry for the unfair handling before, really, deeply sorry. ”
At this point, there is no need to say much about the results of flowers.
Another example is Zhang Allen and He Qingyang, in view of Zhang Kelan personally pressuring Zhang Allen to go to Shanghai to sell houses. Obviously, the marriage of the two is going to be decided.
Anne and Xiaofang have always felt that this is cheaper for the two of them, but He Ling understands the reason why Zhang Kelan reciprocates so much.
What hit He Qingyang's face the most was nothing more than his own true love. Let his white moonlight change from "mutual affection" to "look at each other and hate each other", it can be said that there is nothing more brutal than this. 166 Reading Network