Seeing Du Manxue hesitated to speak, Mo Xiaoyu finally got a wink this time, and hurriedly said that he would go around, so he got up and left the room.
"What's wrong? Sister Du, is this difficult?" Ji Kexin asked Du Manxue after Mo Xiaoyu went out.
"Ke Xin, let me ask you, is this young man really your cousin?"
"Oh, sister, what are you talking about? It's not my cousin but me?" Of course Ji Kexin would not admit her relationship with Mo Xiaoyu.
"Ke Xin, you and I are both sisters. Let me advise you, the fresh meat is delicious, but you have to be mentally prepared. They are young people who are willing to change their minds. When the time comes, you will be out of money. Don't blame my sister for not reminding you." Du Manxue didn't believe Ji Kexin's nonsense, she hadn't been in a relationship with Ji Kexin for a year or two, and she still didn't know Ji Kexin's background, so Ji Kexin said that Mo Xiaoyu was her cousin, and Du Manxue saw through it at a glance.
"Hehe, sister, you can really do it, don't worry, I know what's going on, how about it, brother-in-law is okay with this?" Ji Kexin is still worried about Mo Xiaoyu, if Mo Xiaoyu solves this matter, he will still Can't you die for yourself?
"I'm not very clear. I'll go back and ask. However, don't hold out too much hope. If you are fired, there must be a record in the file. You have to modify the file. It's not easy. Also, you and I are sisters. , I¡¯m not afraid to tell you the truth, the principal is about to retire, and the vice-principals are almost vying for attention. If you say that you let him do this at this time, isn¡¯t this giving people a handle? So, this matter I can only ask, I really dare not give you a guarantee." Du Manxue whispered.
"Oh, it's true. The future of brother-in-law is the most important thing. Don't rush this matter. If brother-in-law becomes the principal, this matter will be simple." Ji Kexin is also a master of winking. Seeing Du Manxue's various excuses, she knew that the matter was over, so she was not in a hurry, it was best to take a step back, and forcing people would not do good things.
Mo Xiaoyu looked around in the backyard, and came to the living room of the main house, which is transparent from north to south, and to the south is the courtyard of the courtyard house, that is, the miniature landscape belt, filled with strange flowers and stones. It is the VIP room converted from the back garden.
Mo Xiaoyu was attracted by a pair of calligraphy hanging in the hall, because Mo Xiaoyu had also seen this calligraphy in Lang Jianbai's basement, but this calligraphy was also an imitation, and it was a rough imitation.
"Young man, do you also like this picture?" When Mo Xiaoyu was reading, someone behind him asked, because Mo Xiaoyu had been reading here for too long, but what he read was not the meaning between the lines, but the Where is the flaw in this letter.
Mo Xiaoyu looked back and saw an old man in his fifties, wearing a Chinese-style old t-shirt, round cloth shoes, and white socks. He looked like a cultural person.
"Well, just watch and play." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"I also like this picture very much, especially the artistic conception between the lines."
Mo Xiaoyu heard the old man talk about the artistic conception, so he looked at this painting seriously. Make the first wish, form a middle relationship, and enjoy the lower blessing; choose a high place to stand, find a flat place to live, and walk to a wide place.
With Mo Xiaoyu's cultural level, he naturally knows the general meaning of this, but he doesn't know who said it, but it seems that this old man hasn't talked to anyone for a long time.
"Mr., who wrote these few words?" Mo Xiaoyu asked. In Mo Xiaoyu's opinion, since the old man said that, he must know the origin. This is called Dihuatou, otherwise we would not be able to chat today. .
Sure enough, when the old man saw Mo Xiaoyu asking this question, he immediately explained, "This is a poem inscribed by the Confucian general Zuo Zongtang in Wuxi, Jiangsu Province in the Qing Dynasty. Wishing, forming a medium fate, and enjoying a low-level blessing' means that although you have great ambitions, you only seek a medium fate and live an ordinary life;
"Stand at a high place, sit at a flat place, and walk at a lenient place" means that you should look far ahead when looking at problems, be low-key in life, and leave room for doing things."
"The words are good, but the words are a bit poor." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Oh? How to say?"
"I have seen the authentic calligraphy of the calligrapher in the museum, so I feel that the writing of this character is not very good." Mo Xiaoyu told the truth.
After speaking, he looked back and saw that the old man left, with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the VIP room in the backyard. Mo Xiaoyu didn't care, and walked around and went back. Unexpectedly, the old man was actually in the house.
"Xiaoyu, this is Boss Mei, Boss Mei, this is my cousin."
"We've already met." When this person called Boss Mei saw Mo Xiaoyu coming in, his face immediately turned ugly, and he left without saying a few words to Ji Kexin and Du Manxue.
Du Manxue and Ji Kexin looked at each other, and couldn't help asking Mo Xiaoyu in unison, "What did you and Boss Mei talk about?"
"I didn't say anything" So he talked about the meeting between himself and that boss Mei in the hall.
Unexpectedly, Ji Kexin and Du Manxue pointed at Mo Xiaoyu and said, "You, you"
It turns out that Boss Mei is the boss here. He is called Mei Wenhua. The most taboo people say that he is uneducated. Therefore, although he is a cook, he is arty and he insists on relying on the cultural circle. Fortunately, his cooking is first-class It's not that acquaintances can't eat his dishes at all, especially the Sichuan peony fish fillet is a must. No wonder Du Manxue asked if Boss Mei was there as soon as he entered the door.
"I don't know about this either. I'm just telling the truth. Besides, I won't be so stingy." Mo Xiaoyu muttered.
Mo Xiaoyu guessed wrong, this Mei Wenhua is really so stingy, just when the three of them whispered about this in the room, Mei Yunyun, Mei Wenwen's daughter, came in and said that her old man was out in a hurry and some dishes were cooked. no more.
So Ji Kexin and Du Manxue looked at Mo Xiaoyu, their eyes were like knives, and they almost gouged out the flesh of Mo Xiaoyu.
Mo Xiaoyu drove Du Manxue back to the unit, and then drove forward.
"Xiaoyu, your affairs seem to be slowing down. Is your principal going to retire soon?" Ji Kexin asked suspiciously.
"Well, it's possible. By the way, what is the husband's name of Minister Du?" Hearing what Ji Kexin said, Mo Xiaoyu felt a little cold, but he didn't know which vice principal Du Manxue's husband was?
"It seems that the surname is Zhao, but I don't know what the name is." Ji Kexin said.
"Surname Zhao? Zhao Zian? There is only one surnamed Zhao among the vice principals, but this Zhao Zian is an old man, at least fifty years old, and Minister Du doesn't look that old, does he?" Mo Xiaoyu asked in surprise.
"Do you know this vice principal?" Ji Kexin asked seeing Mo Xiaoyu so excited.
"Well, more than just knowing, he is the vice principal in charge of teaching, and it was his signature that I was expelled." Mo Xiaoyu's heart suddenly fell into the ice cellar.
It's over, there is no hope, finding someone who will expel me and bring me back to college, isn't that slapping myself in the face? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com