"Tick-tick-"

Jun Mei frowned slightly, Mo Qingfeng, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the car, saw that the road he was driving on was surrounded, and he immediately felt a little irritable, so he pressed the horn directly.

But what he didn't expect was that not only did this not make them disperse, but gradually gathered more villagers to come and watch. Mo Qingfeng was helpless, so he had to slap the steering wheel to vent, turn off the accelerator, and walk out of the car.

"Can you let me? I still have something to go. ”

Mo Qingfeng put one hand on the car door, his eyes awe-inspiring and swept over the people in front of him one by one, his eyebrows slightly mixed with a little unclear exploration.

"Eh, little brother, can you carry this car?"

In the crowd, a middle-aged and elderly man with a thin figure and slightly white temples walked out slowly and walked in front of Mo Qingfeng, raised his hand and pointed at his sports car, with a serious expression.

"Huh." Seeing the other party's sudden request, Mo Qingfeng exhaled a little crying and laughing, and replied angrily, "Uncle, I'm not a taxi, I don't want to live." ”

"What's Tacos?"

However, Mo Qingfeng's answer fell, and the thin man stared at him blankly, as if he was silent for a moment, and then asked rhetorically.

"It's a taxi!"

was completely speechless by the other party's appearance that he couldn't understand English, Mo Qingfeng didn't bother to say anything more to him, so he wanted to lean into the car and drive forward.

"Wait, wait, how can you do that, young man. I'm not done yet! ”

However, just as Mo Qingfeng honked his horn continuously and turned his voice to the maximum, ready to scare everyone away, the thin man took a direct step and stopped in front of Mo Qingfeng's car, not leaving.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Mo Qingfeng stared at him impatiently through the front window of the car, and raised his head slightly to question.

"You see, I have so many things here, how can one person move them. My house is still a few kilometers away from the town here, so it will be late to drag it back. ”

The thin middle-aged man looked at Mo Qingfeng through the car window with a sad face. Looking at this appearance, it seems that it is really relied on.

"Okay, that's it. I'll give you a ride, you can. However, you have to exchange one condition with me. ”

Seeing the other party dragging himself in vain like this, it was not a way after all, and he was indeed in a hurry to find Fang Ziyin. Therefore, after thinking about it in his heart, Mo Qingfeng didn't bother to talk to this person anymore, his eyes gestured slightly to him, and then he made a decision with his eyebrows in a deep voice.

"What's the condition?" The thin man looked at Mo Qingfeng curiously, touching the stubble on his chin with his right hand, but his expression looked quite casual.

"Oh, this woman, have you seen it in town today?"

Mo Qingfeng rolled down the car window, stretched out his hand and handed out his mobile phone, on the screen, there was a photo of Fang Ziyin, and put it in front of the thin man.

The middle-aged man with white temples frowned and looked at the purple-clothed girl in the photo, and after a moment, he shook his head blankly: "I'm not impressed." ”

"Did you see a taxi or a private car from Santa Fe today?" Mo Qingfeng was slightly disappointed, but quickly continued to ask.

"Well, there is." The skinny man grinned.

"When? Where did it go? Qingfeng's eyes froze.

"Right now, I don't have one in front of me."

The thin man pursed his lips, looked down at Mo Qingfeng's sports car, and teased and signaled obviously.

"I mean the other cars!"

Mo Qingfeng was finally a little impatient by the other party, and his words were ruthlessly put down: "You be serious, or ask the people you know in the town." If we don't talk about it anymore, it's a big deal that none of us will leave! ”

"Eh, don't, don't. I think about it, or, I ask. ”

Seeing Mo Qingfeng's cruel words, with a stern look, the thin man didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and immediately compromised, and frowned and pondered, from time to time, it seemed that he really fell into memory.

"Oh-"

After a while, the man immediately came back to his senses and replied to Mo Qingfeng with an extremely bright smile: "I remembered, remembered, there was such a car passing by the town today, and it just left not long ago." You give me a ride, and I'll show you the way. ”

Mo Qingfeng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his eyes glanced at the thin man in front of him with some confusion and strangeness, as if he was a little suspicious of his words.

"Oh, stop grinding, let's go, or don't blame me if you can't keep up."

The middle-aged man with white temples changed his sad face, urging Mo Qingfeng a little hurriedly, while turning over and carrying his large bag of things, he dragged it to the back of the car.

"Little brother, open the trunk."

Glancing at him from a distance through the rearview mirror outside the front seat window, Mo Qingfeng finally didn't bother to argue with him anymore, and opened the trunk of the car quite obediently.

"Well, forget it, I'll just believe him once. I really had no choice, so I could only go to his neighborhood and ask others. ”

After the other party packed up his things and got into the car, he honked his horn to disperse the crowd of onlookers and drove to the winding mountain road in the town.

Santa Fe Eaton School of Business, Central Teaching Building, Faculty Office.

In the spacious and bright hall, a large oval wooden table sits in the center. At this moment, at the table, almost all the academic directors and school leaders of the business school are gathered together.

However, at this moment, it was obvious that everyone was standing or sitting casually, and they were not in a meeting, but everyone's expressions were unusually dignified and serious. For no other reason, for in the high chair directly in front of the long table sat the president of the University of Santa Feyton, Lyutzen.

Liu Cen was dressed in a black suit, his body was slightly leaning on the leather chair, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on a piece of paper in front of him.

"Alright, go back to your place and get back to work. I'll stop bothering and go first. ”

After a long time, Liu Cen slowly put down a scroll of pages in his hand, tapped his fingertips on the tabletop, and got up and raised his head, his eyes looked around the room, and finally landed on An Ning, who was standing respectfully beside him, paused slightly, moved away again, moved and commanded.

"You walk slowly." Seeing this, the directors and leaders of the business school hurriedly bent down to salute.

"Eh, Headmaster, I'll send you."

Zhao Dezhong, who was sitting on the side with slightly squinted eyes and a little nap, was suddenly awakened, hurriedly got up and walked quickly to Liu Cen's side, and nodded with a respectful smile.

"No, since you don't have much energy, let's rest a little more. Don't be sleepy again during the meeting. ”

Liu Cen glanced at Zhao Dezhong, and replied lightly, but everyone present obviously heard the meaning of his words, and couldn't help laughing in their hearts. Zhao Dezhong's face turned even more red when he heard this, and he immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at Liu Cen again.

An Ning, who was originally standing next to Liu Cen's seat, slowly withdrew his expression until he saw his figure leave in the distance. Her gaze gradually moved to the front of her, on the few report sheets placed on the table, there was a wave in her eyes, and under her delicate face, it was slightly complicated.

Leaving the central teaching building, Liu Cen walked slowly between the tree-lined paths of the campus, followed by his working secretary, Kong Wei. And seeing that along the way, Liu Cen, who usually talks a lot, has never said a word, and she can't help but feel a little worried.

"Principal, otherwise, I'll ask Zeng Rong, the grade director of the marking team, to bring out Liu Qingyi's assessment paper and send it to your office, right?"

"No, you don't."

As soon as Kong Wei's slightly tentative and suggestive question fell, Liu Cen rejected it coldly. However, Liu Cen also didn't say anything more, but the pace of his feet seemed to speed up slightly.

At the intersection in front of him, he turned left to the administrative office building, but Liu Cen went straight to the right, and the bluestone path on the right led to the college filing complex.

St. Feyton College, south of the East Gate of the campus, in the shade of a flowerbed next to the Sycamore Street tree.

A shawl-haired girl in casual clothes, pink clothes and blue pants, is pacing back and forth, with a slight eagerness on her pretty face, her eyes are slightly raised from time to time, looking around, but she quickly retracts, and in her mind, it seems to be mired in thought.

The girl's delicate face outlined a familiar outline, it was Tang Yating, who had not had time to have lunch and came here early to wait after coming out of the bedroom.

"Sister Yating!"

When Tang Yating stood with her legs a little tired and wanted to find a wooden chair to sit down, in front of the boulevard not far away, the familiar girl's crisp call suddenly came, making her hurriedly raise her eyes and follow the sound.

"Eh, Qingyi, here!"

After seeing Liu Qingyi for the first time, Tang Yating couldn't help but show a rare knowing smile in her eyebrows, and then hurriedly waved at her.

Between the lotus steps, Liu Qingyi quickly walked in front of Tang Yating, looked at her, and then smiled slightly: "Sister Yating, I haven't seen you for a few days, I feel like you have become beautiful again." ”

"Why, you are the ......"

Tang Yating shook her head again and again, her eyebrows flickered, and her eyes fell on Liu Qingyi.

Although the latter was dressed plainly and elegantly, he still couldn't hide his beautiful and beautiful face, but between his concentration, Tang Yating seemed to feel a slight paleness on the other party's cheeks: "Eh, you're lately, are you okay." How do you look at you, it seems to be thin. ”

"Maybe there's been too much going on lately, so I haven't rested."

In the face of Tang Yating's concern and condolences, Liu Qingyi did not answer truthfully. Although she also knows that friends should have a heart-to-heart relationship, after all, her own affairs are too complicated and involve too much, so she doesn't want Tang Yating to get involved for no reason. What she had experienced last night, she just wished it hadn't happened again.