Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

The young man was choked up by this sentence of his son, blushed and hung up the phone, but he still suppressed his temper and called five yuan.

He walked out of the academic building and walked towards the library. The library is a white pagoda built on the mountain. To get to the white pagoda, one needs to walk through a long mountain trestle. He said that it is to exercise the students' physique. get down.

Even if it is not easy to travel, there are always not enough places in the library of Shanghai University. He walked into the library and saw Wu Zhen sitting next to the bookshelf.

Wu Zhen patted the chair next to him and took a seat for him: "What does the counselor want from you?"

"Yin Zihan is in the hospital."

"What does this have to do with you?" Wu Zhen, who had reacted, couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, "How could you attack him with such a weak body! He must have hated you, a big man is so vicious."

Seeing Wu Zhen's overly agitated expression, the boy silently swallowed the words that it was indeed me who did it, and pulled Wu Zhen's sleeve to indicate that he was still in the library.

He sat in a chair and read the book quietly, but while turning the pages, he was thinking about what action Yin Zihan would take next, and he should be reluctant to sue his father.

The hospital was filled with the strong smell of disinfectant, Yin Zihan was lying on the hospital bed weakly, trembling with pain when he moved a little.

When he saw his father, he immediately sat up and asked, "Has Song Zui been punished?"

Yin Zihan couldn't wait to hear the news of the boy's punishment, but his father shook his head.

"No."

Hearing the negative answer, he slumped back to the hospital bed, the wound on his leg suddenly fell on the bed, and his forehead was dripping with sweat: "Dad, you must seek justice for me, my leg is so injured that I can't get out of bed , it hurts to move my neck."

Yin Zihan's father's face was livid. It's not that he wanted to make trouble for the other party. It's normal to fight among classmates, but he believed that his son would handle it well, and he never took care of it on weekdays.

When he was buying goods in the early years, he was scrambling outside, and he could tell at a glance that his son's injuries were not caused by ordinary people, and his moves were all fatal. If Song Zui didn't drop out of school, he was worried about his son's health in school. Safety.

Yin Zihan's father nodded with a sullen face: "You can rest assured to recuperate in the hospital, and you won't let you suffer for nothing. I have an old classmate who works as an employee at Shanghai University."

He would not let such a dangerous person be his son's classmate. Although he didn't know how the other person was admitted to Shanghai University, he didn't want them to have any contact.

He was just such a son, he would make the bed himself when he went to college, and he knew how to make a student unable to stay in the Shanghai stock market, when he was about to make a call, his cell phone rang suddenly.

With his father's guarantee, Yin Zihan heaved a sigh of relief. His father would clean up the mess for him since he was a child. He only had to lower his score in the high jump to get into Shanghai University. He never had anything unsatisfactory. Apologize in front of yourself.

Yin Zihan's father's phone rang, and he swiped the screen to answer the phone beside the hospital bed.

At first, he thought it was the company's business, but when the call ended, his face turned pale. Although the import and export companies have not performed well in the past two years due to the appreciation of the renminbi, the company is still on the right track after placing the business order of He's.

This time He's cancellation of the contract can be said to cut off 70.00% of the revenue. If a company he has worked so hard to create is very likely to go bankrupt if it is not handled properly.

Secretary Zheng, He Shanting's confidant, drafted the document. He knew that He Shanting was always moody, but he didn't know how to offend the other party.

Yin Zihan's father was spinning his mind quickly, but Yin Zihan kept saying, "When are you going to find someone?"

This irritated him.

Now is not the time to think about small things, when Yin Zihan spoke again, he slapped his son directly!

Yin Zihan's face was slapped. He felt that he was too wronged. His father would never treat him like this. His face, which was not injured before, was also injured. There is no one worse than himself in the world.

What he didn't expect was the following words: "He's canceled the long-term cooperation with the company, and there is a problem with funding."

Yin Zihan didn't expect that something would happen to his company. When he thought that he would eat four yuan a day like Song Zui in the future, he shuddered violently. It was hard to imagine what it would be like.

Song Zui couldn't wait for Yin Zihan's next move. The news of the Yin family's financial problems spread wildly. They heard that Yin Zihan moved home from the hospital. Some people said that it was because he angered He Shanting.

The name He Shanting hadn't appeared in his life for a long time, so that he was slightly absent-minded, and he withdrew his thoughts and continued to sit on the chair and read a book.

Although he is not afraid of trouble, the small fights in the school are not painful to him, and he would be happy if there is less trouble, but his attention is not on Yin Zihan.

He packed the books and walked out of the library.

The lost and found list has been posted on the bulletin board for two days and no one has come. It seems that no one has ever lost a tablet. Song Zui went back to the dormitory and looked at the brand new tablet in his hand with puzzled eyes.

He touched his jade pendant.

He had no choice but to use this tablet by himself. Reading documents on a tablet is much more comfortable than reading documents on a mobile phone. He doesn't have to squint to look at the screen, and his eyes are not so tired.

Wu Zhen always feels that the boy has a mysterious background, even if he eats the cheapest window in the cafeteria every day, he can still use a new laptop.

He sat on the bed and typed. Last time, he met a cute girl with double ponytails in the club. He complained that the high math homework was difficult. He immediately said that he would do it himself.

He was dumbfounded when the girl sent the information, isn't this the difficulty of a math competition?Dare to tell that this girl is from the Department of Mathematics.

It took him half an hour to complete a question. At this speed, it seemed that he could not complete a complete test paper. He regretted boasting in front of his sister.

Wu Zhen caught a glimpse of Song Zuishang who was sitting on a chair, got out of bed and asked the young man who was reading documents on a tablet, "I'll help you make a high math test paper, and I'll treat you to milk tea."

Song Zui looked at only one-third of the documents and shook his head. Wu Zhen sighed in the face of the boy's performance. His roommate only had studies in his eyes, and he didn't know who could break the boy's state.

Just as Wu Zhen left in disappointment, Song Zui's phone on the table rang, and the word A Ting appeared on the screen.

He walked to the balcony with his mobile phone in his hand, making up his mind that if the other party called him his son, he would immediately turn off the mobile phone. He still had the anger last time in his heart, so he connected the phone with this thought.

After the phone was connected, I didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly the other side said: "Is the child angry?"

"Not angry."

When the boy said this, he couldn't help touching his curly hair. The other party seemed to smile lightly, which made him feel that he was inexplicably underestimated. He asked in a business-like voice, "What are you doing on the phone?"

He was about to hang up the phone when he heard the other party ask, "Is the wound healed from last time?"

Song Zui didn't expect that the man called to ask about his wound, he didn't take his injury seriously at all, as long as there is no fracture, it's not a big problem.

He stretched out his wrist, the scratches on it had healed, and said awkwardly, "Would you like to come to Shanghai University for milk tea?"

Before he finished the last word, he heard the other party's voice humming in his ear, almost like a whisper.

Wu Zhen was racking his brains to complete the math test paper, when suddenly a shadow cast on the test paper, and the boy said, "Give me the paper."

Wu Zhen was taken aback by the boy's reaction. He thought this guy was really otherworldly, but he didn't expect to bow down for a cup of milk tea. The sun came out from the west today.

He handed the test paper to the boy, and heard a sentence before leaving.

"Two cups."

Wu Zhen nodded with difficulty. Two cups of milk tea are not expensive given the difficulty of this test paper, but what he didn't expect was that Song Zui finished the test paper in less than half an hour.

He clearly understood the difficulty of this set of questions. Students majoring in mathematics dare not say that they can finish it, but the boy finished it within half an hour.

Song Zui went out with two cups of milk tea. A handsome man stood outside the white school gate. The corner of his shirt was blown by the wind. He walked over to say hello.

"Just after class?"

He didn't have the nerve to say that he was doing the test papers to earn milk tea, so he nodded along, and passed out the cold milk tea in his hand.

Due to the hot weather, a thin layer of water mist condensed on the cup, and the fingers of the two inevitably touched together. The man's fingertips were rough, and the place it touched was itchy, and it was still covered with wet and cold water vapor. The colorless liquid is connected into one piece.

Even though it was only fleeting, his fingertips were still uncontrollably warming up. Seeing that the man was holding the milk tea without drinking it, he couldn't help asking him: "Is this taste bad?"

He was also not sure what flavor the man liked, so he bought the rum flavor he liked.

He Shanting looked at the milk tea in a disposable paper cup, and he didn't need to smell it carefully to know that it was filled with the atmosphere of industrial production. It didn't smell of fresh milk at all, and he didn't know how much non-dairy creamer was added.

But the young man kept staring at himself, like a little fox with wet eyes, pleasing himself with his favorite fish.

Under the young man's upturned gaze, he took a small sip, and Song Zui heaved a sigh of relief: "Don't you ask the person who called last time?"

He was still thinking about explaining why he went to the office to help others, but the other party didn't ask a word, which made him swallow his thoughtful explanation.

"That person shouldn't have time to trouble you."

He Shanting spoke flatly.

"how do you know?"

The boy looked up curiously.

"Guess."

"You guessed pretty well." Song Zui took a sip of milk tea and said, "They don't have time to bother me. I heard that the company's funds are in trouble. Maybe it will be cold."

He heard the word Tianliang Yinpo from Feng Siwen, and it often appeared in canary literature to show the strength of the opponent, and he was not sure if it was used in this way.

"Why wait for the weather to cool?"

Song Zui felt that the people in front of him were less online than himself, but he still swallowed his words. He had a fuller understanding of men's temperament, and he was more cautious than anyone else, so he could only hold his words.

It is conceivable that such a male model should not be very popular in the market, he changed the topic: "It's strange how he provoked He Shanting, he dared to provoke anyone."

"who?"

The man suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked.

"He Shanting is the head of the He family." Song Zui thought about it and explained thoughtfully, "He has a bad temper and gets angry easily, so it's suitable for living in a vacuum."

For some reason, as soon as his words fell, the air immediately became cold, so cold that he almost sneezed.