The next day, there was an oolong rectification incident in Qingjiang Middle School.

The person who was rectified was Zuo Na, and the person who was rectified was naturally Xia Tang.

When Zona pulled out a large handful of disassembled tampons from her laptop bag, the class boiled. The face of the English male teacher was red and green, which was quite exciting.

The boys in the class also held back their internal injuries, and the girls all lowered their heads and were ashamed and embarrassed.

Only Xia Tang raised his chin slightly, watching this wonderful scene with interest.

Jian Ai, who was beside her, straightened the glasses on the bridge of her nose with some concern, and carefully lowered her voice, "Did you play too much this time?" ”

Xia Tang disagreed, her life was used to cause trouble. What's more, this Zuo Na has always seen her unpleasantly, and always pinched her, and this time she was going to hit the muzzle of the gun herself.

Zuo Na looked at the pile of dismantled sanitary napkins in embarrassment, and there were all kinds of types. Day, night, wing, cotton, toning. His shoulders trembled angrily, his face turned pale for a while, and he turned to glare at the calm Xia Tang. In this school, who else can there be except this Xia Tang who dares to fix her like this?

She Zuo Na has never been the obedient person who is bullied, so she smashed the notebook bag directly at Xia Tang, and the pile of sanitary napkins in front of her was also smashed, "Stinky orphan!" How dare you fix me like this, are you tired of it? ”

Zuo's Holdings occupies a leading position in the city's business sea, so she, the only daughter of the Zuo family, has developed a cunning and arrogant temper since she was a child.

Xia Tang's heart tingled when he heard the three words stinky orphan, since he was adopted by his grandfather into the Ruan family. Because of her grandfather's partiality and pampering, no one dared to say the word orphan in front of her. Everyone carefully cared for her self-esteem, fearing that her sensitive self-esteem would be stimulated. A fire suddenly lit up in her crystal clear eyes, and a tearing battle began......

Aerodrome.

At the exit, Ruan Jingyu walked in front. The light blue shirt wrapped around his slender and muscular figure, and the black handmade suit was casually placed on his arm. The noble and perfect facial features are three-dimensional and deep outlining a charming arc, and the black eyes reveal a kind of alienated cold light all the time, and the cold aura that permeates from the body is even more terrifying. As he walked, he explained something to the staff around him.

The mobile phone rang, and the secretary Ding Yingyi looked at the caller ID and breathed a sigh of relief. It's an unfamiliar number, not a school number. I don't know when it started, but every time she came back from a business trip with the president, her mobile phone would always receive a call from the school. Every time the summer is entangled, the disasters are also various......

After connecting the phone, the voice over there made her breath of relief suddenly come up again, she covered her mouth and said in surprise, "What? What did you say? Xia Tang got into a fight with someone and went to the police station? ”

Ruan Jingyu, who was walking in front, heard this, his steps paused slightly, his eyebrows also frowned subconsciously, and a touch of alienated irritability flashed in his black eyes. However, the work matters explained to his subordinates were not delayed for a second.

Until—

"Hurt? Good...... I know...... It's ......" Ding Ying hung up the phone, feeling a throbbing pain in his temples. This Miss Xia Tang, every time there is constant trouble. Almost every time she can break into various incidents, this time it was good, and she went directly to the police station. She took a deep breath and stepped forward with some difficulty, but before she could speak, she heard the voice spread like a heavy bass, "Trouble again?" ”

"It's a bit of a hassle this time...... There was a fight...... Ding Ying helplessly held his forehead, "Mr. Ruan, do you want to rush over now?" ”

Ruan Jingyu swept over with an icy look, and Ding Ying immediately shut up.

"Go back to the company for a meeting!"

Ding Ying nodded, "Okay! "