320 Not every kind of revenge carries justice

Chapter 349

It's just that Xia Yu has always been silent, almost ignored!

The most important thing is that in her impression, Xia Yu has always been the down-and-out classmate who used to be the same identity and status, and she didn't even dare to confess!

"Academy, Dean, you don't have to do this."

"He, he's my high school classmate, probably, maybe it's luck today, he's now an intern at Sioux City Hospital."

Zhou Wenjuan was also taken aback when she saw this.

It was also the first time she had seen Ma Qianjun bow to someone like this.

At school, Ma Qianjun is a person who even the principal dares to point his nose at and scold.

When Hanghu University of Technology was about to change its name to Hanghu University, Ma Qianjun was a person who was directly mad in the high-level conference room of Hanghu.

Hanghu University of Technology, formerly known as the University of Heavy Industry during the Anti-Japanese War.

Its original site was in the northeast, and later for historical reasons, it was moved to Hanghu.

The school's senior management wanted to change its name, cater to the market, and enhance the school's popularity, Ma Qianjun and the older generation of several schools almost smashed the high-rise conference room with students.

Until now, the name of Hanghu University of Technology has not been completely changed.

"Hahaha, it's not about age."

"What's that, your name is Xia Yu, don't leave tonight, it just so happens that the two of us haven't seen each other for many years, let's go drink together at night!"

Ma Qianjun didn't care at all, he laughed and stepped forward to grab Xia Yu's shoulder.

Night.

The wine party dispersed.

Zhou Wenjuan drove Song Minglan's car and sent Xia Yu, Xiong Jianfei, Song Minglan, and Lan Xiaoxi back.

Song Minglan and Xiong Jianfei, who were stained with Xia Yu's light, also stayed to eat together.

Song Minglan also drank alcohol, and only Zhou Wenjuan could drive.

"Why, the Dongying people didn't make trouble before?"

"The police are here, why do they themselves admit that Jiro Gangmura fell by himself?"

In the car, Lan Xiaoxi, who had not gotten out of the car before, saw the whole process through the car glass, and suddenly asked in silence.

"That's right!"

"I was also puzzled at the time, but then I forgot, why didn't the little devil pursue it, everyone was like that, so forget it? Doesn't that look like a little devil's style of doing things? ”

Xiong Jianfei, who was drinking with Ma Qianjun and Zheng Yuan at the wine table, was blown by the cold wind, but at this time he came back to his senses a little, he shook his head, and couldn't help but be a little confused.

"The gambling war in southern Sichuan is about to begin."

"Jiro Okamura's action this time should be his own unauthorized action. In the face of this gambling war related to the medical fortunes of the two countries, Dongying definitely does not want to make any big moves.

If everyone is really arrested and investigated today, the attention of this matter will only increase, and it will also have a great impact on Dongying's image in the world.

Even, it may affect some gambling battles in southern Sichuan.

Dongying, I don't want to see that.

What's more, today's gambling war was originally Dongying's own breaking of the contract. ”

Xia Yu also shook his head.

Zheng Yuan and Ma Qianjun deserved to have retired from the battlefield, they were so old, and the amount of alcohol definitely did not subside at all, and even Xia Yu was a little dizzy by the two veterans.

"I see."

"This little devil is quite forgiving, hey, I regret it a little now, I knew this, when I was kicking at that time, I should have been more ruthless!"

Xiong Jianfei scratched his head, as if he was a little annoyed.

"When the crowd was up, you shot too?"

Zhou Wenjuan, who was driving, couldn't help but be a little stunned, he turned his head and couldn't help but glance at Xiong Jianfei.

"Why can't you do it?!"

"I'll tell you, this kid can't be a man anymore, the last kick, I kicked it, he ......"

Xiong Jianfei stopped abruptly halfway through his speech.

"The last kick? What the? ”

Song Minglan couldn't help but glance at Xiong Jianfei.