Female President's Ace Soldier

Hearing Zhuang Yan sobbing but stopped talking, Gou Yonghong knew that she was frightened by him, so he said some more threatening words to add fuel to the fire.

"You—you recorded the video?"

Zhuang Yan didn't know that Gou Yonghong said that to scare her, and she became even more panicked.

"Hehe, how can I not leave something to commemorate such an ecstasy moment?"

"You are despicable, you are shameless!"

At this moment, holding the mobile phone, I almost cried into tears.

"Hehe, let's get what we need! Besides, you can't let go of the monk after you finish the ritual, you have to think about it, I helped you get a senior title, and you will get more salary every month." A thousand or so, as the saying goes, a drop of water should be repaid by a fountain! As a teacher, you should understand this truth, hahaha, hurry up and open the door!"

It turned out that two months ago, the Education Bureau issued Donghai Vocational High School a quota for a senior teacher qualification certificate, and Gou Yonghong, the administrative director, happened to be in charge of this matter.

This time, after being threatened again by Gou Yonghong, his will collapsed again, and he slowly opened the door.

"Haha, Xiao Yanyan, I knew you would open the door for me!"

Seeing the door open, Gou Yonghong immediately rushed towards Zhuang Yan like a hungry wolf.

However, before the girl could be thrown down, the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked guy was picked up from behind and fell hard onto the cold floor.

"what--"

When Zhuang Yan saw the boss of the underworld in the restaurant standing in front of her, she had a look of panic and fear.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you!"

The person who said this was none other than Ma Minghui who had returned to the teaching building; after he gave a smirk, he slammed the door on the door with his pick.

Zhuang Yan didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Ma Minghui's gourd, so she screamed and quickly burrowed under the desk.

Ma Minghui didn't say much, walked up to Gou Yonghong, grabbed his collar, and punched the boy in the face with his fist.

Gou Yonghong's thin face, which was originally like a monkey, immediately swelled like a pig's head.

"You—who the hell are you—did I provoke you?"

"Hero, stop beating, spare your life, spare your life—"

Ma Minghui was tired, so he found a chair and sat down, raised his legs, and smoked leisurely.

She was still hiding under the table like a frightened deer, but her two ears were listening to the conversation between Ma Minghui and Gou Yonghong.

"I—I don't have a video!" After being beaten by Ma Minghui, Gou Yonghong had no choice but to kneel on the ground and answer.

"Fuck—do you still want to be beaten?" Ma Minghui suddenly raised his hand again.

Gou Yonghong hurriedly took out his phone and said, "Don't call, what I said is true, if you don't believe me, you check my phone—"

"Damn it, didn't you just say that there is a video? Don't lie to me, or I will break your third leg!"

Ma Minghui grabbed Gou Yonghong's cell phone and quickly flipped through it.

After hearing what this kid said, I was thinking: what is he looking for for the video?Do you really want to help yourself or do you want to take advantage of the fire?
Gou Yonghong was afraid of being beaten again, so he had to tell the truth, "I——I just said lies to achieve my goal!"

Ma Minghui searched for a while, but he did not find the so-called video, but just to be on the safe side, he restored Director Gou's cell phone to factory settings.

"Check to see if there is any so-called video on his phone."

In order to reassure Zhuang Yan, Ma Minghui threw Gou Yonghong's cell phone under the desk again.

Zhuang Yan grabbed the phone with mixed feelings in her heart. After a little hesitation, she quickly flipped through it.

Ma Minghui, smoking a cigarette, continued to give ideological and political lessons to the political director. At the end, he issued another order: "Go, take a pen and paper and write a few words for me."

"What word?" Gou Yonghong asked with a look of horror and wonder.

Ma Minghui laughed and said, "Just write the words 'I am a prostitute'! The time limit is 1 minute, hurry up, or you will be beaten to doubt your life."