Seeing that Chu Xiangjun was safe and sound, Long Yao took a long breath and entered the classroom through the back door of the classroom, looking at Chu Xiangjun's dejected and listless appearance, the corners of Long Yao's mouth rose, and his eyes were doting smiles.

Coming behind Chu Xiangjun, Long Yao just wanted to speak, but after opening his mouth, he closed his mouth again, and then stretched out his hand.

Originally, Long Yao wanted to pat Chu Xiangjun's shoulder to comfort her, but who knew that this hand would be cheap when he stretched it out, and he actually kneaded Chu Xiangjun's hair into a messy chicken nest uncontrollably.

As soon as Chu Xiangjun turned around, he saw Long Yao's extremely bewitching face with an incomparably incomparably incomparable smile.

"Long Yao, what kind of nerves are you. ”

Chu Xiangjun was worried about how to explain to Fu Shulan when she went home, and Long Yao actually came to rub her hair.

Is it to make yourself look more like what you looked like after a fight?

Chu Xiangjun couldn't wait to kick Long Yao away, but Long Yao, after rubbing Xiangjun's hair, pointed at her head, and pretended to be a serious lesson in his mouth: "Chu Xiangjun, you are bold, you have learned how to skip class and fight." ”

Chu Xiangjun glanced at Long Yao and pouted: "You are not my parent, I want you to take care of it." ”

Chu Xiangjun sat down on the chair and took off the rubber band on his head, and Chu Xiangjun rearranged his hair.

Long Yao sat on Chu Xiangjun's table, condescendingly asked Chu Xiangjun with a smile, "How do you plan to explain to your family when you go back?"

With Lao Liu's temperament, there is only one possibility if she doesn't make a small report - she is dead.

"Well, let it be. ”

Chu Xiangjun sighed and was about to pack his schoolbag, only to find out where he had a schoolbag.

Long Qi saw that Chu Xiangjun's desk drawer was empty, and said in surprise: "You don't bring a schoolbag to class? ”

Chu Xiangjun: "......" Put away your underbeaten face, who is in the mood to joke with you.

Thinking of his schoolbag and the cards in his schoolbag, Chu Xiangjun's flesh hurt extremely much.

The office on the top floor of the headquarters of the Xiahou Group Building.

Xiahou Qin was dressed in a black suit, leaning back on a chair, holding a stack of materials in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

Next to him, stood Ah Yuan, who was dressed in a light blue suit and had a warm smile like a spring breeze, and opposite, stood Manager Li, who was wearing a dark gray suit and was respectful.

"Let's go down!"

Xiahou Qin said lightly, and then opened the information.

Manager Li, who was opposite him, wiped the sweat from his forehead and withdrew.

It seems that Qin Shao is very satisfied with the information this time, it is really too rare, and he thought that he couldn't escape a scolding, but he didn't react at all.

Manager Li, who walked out of the office, loosened the tie around his neck and let out a long breath.

"Alas, that Chu Xiangjun is really not long-sighted, and he actually greeted Qin Shao with pancake fruits, not knowing how thick the sky is. ”

Manager Li muttered to himself, and then left the office, and the subordinate beauties who helped him investigate the information were discussing how to help their president out of this evil breath at the moment, after all, the president threw away hundreds of thousands of handmade high-end suits because of Chu Xiangjun's pancake fruit that day.

The president doesn't hurt money, but the beautiful subordinates hurt it, everyone thinks that they have the best chance of becoming the future president's wife, these hundreds of thousands of losses, it's like taking out their own purses, how can they not feel pained and distressed.