"Put him down. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Luo Zhiyuan ordered coldly.

Mei Jianyu was thrown to the ground like a dead dog.

Ignoring the dusty expensive suit, Mei Jianyu crawled to Luo Zhiyuan's feet for the first time, reaching out to hug Luo Zhiyuan's thigh, but was kicked away by Luo Zhiyuan.

Mei Jianyu covered his chest that was kicked, his face did not show a little dissatisfaction, and explained in fear: "Luo Dashao, the small one is not intentional, the small one is to help you." ”

"Help me, help me with bricks, do I still want to thank you!" Luo Zhiyuan laughed angrily.

Luo Zhiyuan pointed to the wound on his head that was still oozing blood, bowed down and asked, "Do you know what this is? This is a wound, a wound you smashed with a brick! Do I still want to thank your eight-generation ancestors? You said you wanted to help me, do you think I'm a second fool on the street!"

Mei Jianyu was so frightened that tears and snot were mixed together, and he was running across his wrinkled face, looking extremely disgusting. He wiped a handful of snot and cried: "Luo Dashao, you have to believe me, the little one didn't lie, it was wrong." ”

"It's wrong?Okay, you still want to lie to me, do you think I'll believe it? Slap my mouth, slap me hard!" Luo Zhiyuan had a new idea after speaking, pointed to a few fragmented bricks on the ground and said: "Don't use your hands, use bricks, let him know what it's like to slap bricks on his face!"

"Don't! Luo Dashao, don't, I really want to help you!" Mei Jianyu exclaimed in horror.

Before he could continue to explain, a black-clad bodyguard walked over and lifted him up directly, slamming a brick on one side of his face.

"Ah" screamed, like killing a pig, and one of Mei Jianyu's cheeks suddenly swollen into a small mountain.

Luo Zhiyuan pinched his chin, nodded with satisfaction, and ordered: "Yes, continue, but cover his mouth, it's too noisy." ”

The black-clothed bodyguard next to him understood, walked up again, directly sealed Mei Jianyu's mouth with adhesive tape, picked up a brick from the ground and slapped it fiercely.

Syllable!

Smack!

Bang Bang Bang!

Soon, the crisp sound of bricks slapping in the face sounded in this secluded alley, like a strange music.

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Hearing Song Qiu's answer, Mayor Jiangcheng's face became very solemn.

This is undoubtedly a big scandal, although Jiangcheng University is not under the direct jurisdiction of the Jiangcheng government, but it will also have a huge impact on all aspects of Jiangcheng's social life. In particular, the first to uncover this scandal was the "Chujiang Daily" under the Yuantu Group, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was a shadow of Jiangcheng tycoon Li Yuantu in it.

"Everyone, please rest assured, our government will definitely find out about this matter, if Song Qiu is really wronged, then I promise here that I will definitely give him justice." The mayor was not surprised, and took over the conversation with a smile and calmly.

The press conference quickly dispersed, and thanks to the efforts of the city government, the reporters agreed not to let the matter be published for the time being.

"Send a letter to Jiangcheng University and ask what the situation is. The mayor instructed the secretary, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Make another report to the provincial government to explain the situation." ”

"Okay. The secretary bowed.

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Song Qiu was sitting at the counter of the Internet café when his mobile phone rang "Didi".

"Are you there?" is a WeChat message from Li Zhushi, and since they met that day, the two have often been in contact.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, are you free this afternoon?"

Song Qiu thought about it, he had just earned 10,000 yuan back for this group of immortals, and it shouldn't be a problem for him to go out for a half-day vacation.

Thinking so, he cautiously consulted the opinions of various immortals in the Internet café.

The performance of the Tai Platinum Star is the most representative.

The old man was counting the red banknotes one by one, yes, this old guy who fell into the money eye went directly to take out all the bank cards with the bonuses after getting them, and had been happily counting them all at noon.

When he heard that Song Qiu was going to ask for leave to go out, he said impatiently: "You are not this red banknote, where are you going, will the old man still stop you from leaving?"

After getting the permission to "stocking", Song Qiu hurriedly replied: "I'm free." ”

"This afternoon, there is a theatrical performance competition with the participation of major universities, and I will also perform on stage on behalf of our school, if you have time, you can come and take a look. Li Zhushi's message was sent quickly.

"Haha, the big beauty invites, then I must not be absent. Song Qiu replied.

"Nasty. Li Zhushi made a shy expression.

"Okay, see you at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, see you at the Jiangcheng Grand Theater, see you or leave." She then sent another message.

"Good. ”

"Well, that's not right. Tai Bai Xing, who was counting the money, raised his head, shook his head again and again, and said, "No, no." ”

"What's wrong?" Song Qiu was startled, thinking that something was wrong.

Tai Bai Xing squinted at him and sneered: "You kid has peach blossoms on his face, this is very wrong!

"How could it be!" Song Qiu said with a serious expression and decisively denied.

He has seen the gossip spirit of this group of guys, just yesterday there were immortals who were talking about the gambling between Erlang God and another immortal eight hundred years ago, and he accidentally stabbed the three-pointed and two-edged divine blade in his hand into the buttocks of the Roaring Sky Dog, causing the Roaring Sky Dog to be constipated for more than half a year.

The ghost knows what will happen to this group of unreliable and idle panicked immortals after they know about their date with Li Zhushi.

Don't dare let them know.

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The time soon came to half past two in the afternoon, and Li Zhushi came to the door of the Jiangcheng Grand Theater early.

"Shishi~ Which prince charming are you waiting for so early, could it be our school's grass king Hanfeng?" Li Zhushi's best friend Meng Ziqing asked delicately. She dragged Li Zhushi's lotus-like jade arm back and forth, curious to know who this consistent iceberg beauty was waiting for so early.

Meng Ziqing wore the latest Hermès autumn leather jacket and a handmade Gucci red and pink bag hanging from her arm, all of which showed that she was different from ordinary people.

"Okay, you just wait quietly, such a big person, don't you know how to be patient?" Li Zhushi said helplessly, she regretted a little that she had brought this terrible girlfriend with a lot of curiosity.

Li Zhushi's dress is much more low-key than that of her girlfriends, although because she is going to perform on stage, she wears a dress that shows her slender and proud figure, but it is not an international brand, but it is created by top domestic brands, and other decorations and handbags are also very niche brands, and the whole outfit is elegant and atmospheric, and low-key and simple.

Meng Ziqing pouted, looking left and right boredly.

The two of them are standing together, naturally always the focus of the spotlight, and the passers-by around them are all focused on them.

At this time, Meng Ziqing suddenly noticed that a boy who was dressed shabby walked straight towards them.

"Another nasty fly. Meng Ziqing muttered softly.

Getting closer, Meng Ziqing suddenly felt that this boy was a little familiar, and she always felt like she had seen it somewhere.

Tilting her head cutely, Meng Ziqing pouted and thought for a long time, then suddenly clapped her hands and shouted loudly: "It turned out to be you!"

Li Zhushi was taken aback by Meng Ziqing's movements, covered her chest, and asked helplessly with the eyes of a big sister looking at her little sister: "Miss Meng, you were shocked, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, when I see an enemy, you don't have to worry about Shishi, I'll go and go back. ”

Meng Ziqing let go of Li Zhushi's hand, which she had been holding, and rushed towards the boy with a fierce momentum.

"You! It's you! What's your name!" Meng Ziqing asked loudly as she trotted over to the boy, her hands on her hips, and her fierce expression on her face.

The boy scratched his head, and the second monk was confused, not knowing what was going on.

"Huh, me?" he asked, pointing his finger back at the bridge of his nose.

"Nonsense, of course it's you, isn't it you or myself?" Meng Ziqing asked angrily

The boy who was regarded as a "sling" by Meng Ziqing replied honestly: "My name is Song Qiu." ”