"Then what are you waiting for, go to his school and find him."
Li Qian cried even harder, and her delicate body twitched in grief, which was very distressing.
"I this bastard never told me which class he is in, which dormitory, where can I find him."
This was Jiang Shuo's intention.
There is a Qianqian in the Finance Institute, if Li Qian has something to do in the future, she will come to their class to find her.
Didn't this car overturn?
So the only thing Li Qian knows is Jiang Shuo's current phone number, or when Jiang Shuo comes to find her downstairs in their dormitory.
Zhao Fen had a headache.
As a best friend, she felt distressed seeing Li Qian so sad.
Patting her on the shoulder, she suddenly thought of something: "Didn't you say that he and you are classmates in high school?"
Li Qian calmed down a lot, on her pretty face, there were strands of hair sticking to her skin with tears.
It is very distressing to watch.
He opened his mouth and said, "Yeah, what's the matter, this bastard doesn't answer my phone, and it's useless for me to find other classmates."
Zhao Fen was full of the taste of a military advisor: "Don't you think you'd call his parents, be more ruthless, and say that you're pregnant with Jiang Shuo's child."
"I don't believe it anymore, his parents came to look for him, why hasn't he come out to see you?"
"As long as I come out to see you, it's over if the matter is explained clearly. It was a misunderstanding."
Li Qian said in a daze: "That's right, why didn't I think of this."
This girl, in order to explain clearly to Jiang Shuo, no chastity has been taken care of.
If Liu Xudong, the former squad leader who was studying in a foreign country, knew, he would probably have to spill old blood into the sky.
This is the most beautiful ice cream goddess since the establishment of Jiangyang No. 1 Middle School.
That is a goddess that cannot be profaned, but can only be seen from a distance, and Jiang Shuo forced her to become like this?
After being reminded by Zhao Fen.
Li Qian immediately thought of her father.
Isn't Dad a policeman? It's not difficult to find Jiang Dashan's phone number.
Quickly called his dad.
At this time, his father was so tired that he was soaking his feet leisurely at home.
Seeing that his daughter called at such a late hour, he smiled and said to his wife: "Look, my daughter is our sweet little padded jacket."
"It's so late and I'm still calling."
Her wife smiled next to her: "Okay, okay, I know you love your daughter the most, so hurry up and answer the phone."
Li Yujun connected with a smile: "Qianqian, do you miss your father?"
Li Qian cried a lot on the phone: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow.
"The bastard ignored me."
"What!" Li Yujun stood up from the sofa in a jiffy, stepped on the floor and nervously walked to the window, ignoring the water for washing his feet.
"Daughter, you can't joke around, tell Dad what happened."
Li Qian continued: "Jiang Shuo, that bastard, ignored me, but I'm pregnant with his child, Dad, can you call him out?"
"Stop talking, I'm hanging up."
After speaking, Li Qian turned off the phone directly, feeling very nervous in the dormitory.
Zhao Fen gave her a thumbs up: "For a bastard like Jiang Shuo, only his parents can fix it."
"Let's rest assured and wait for the result."
Li Qian was still a little worried and said, "What if my dad also comes to school?"
"So as soon as Jiang Shuo contacted you, you immediately contacted your father. This is a misunderstanding, deliberately playing Jiang Shuo."
"Isn't it all right?" Zhao Fen said in a very dog-headed manner.
Li Qian thought for a while: "That's right."
The girl didn't know, but when the joke came back home, his parents would explode.
Some words kept popping up in Li Yujun's mind.
My daughter is only a few months away from eighteen, why is she pregnant?
When did this little bastard Jiang Shuo hook up with my daughter?
asshole!
I hurried back to the bureau, and found Jiang Dashan's phone number in the household registration file.
As soon as he connected, he yelled on the phone; "Jiang Dashan, you bastard, you raised a good son."
"Come to the bureau tomorrow morning and explain the situation to me!"
?
the next day.
Jiang Shuo got out of bed very early.
I have to go to class today.
If you ask him to do things related to making money, he is really fine if he stays up for days and nights.
But if you let him sit in the classroom and listen to the lectures, it is more uncomfortable than killing him.
His major is management, not ignoring this discipline.
Instead, he felt that it was useless to learn this thing. In later generations, he was worth tens of millions, and he went to various management brainwashing classes.
Has long been washed into a management scholar.
In this class, what he said was definitely more vivid than what the teacher said.
I am a veteran in the business world, and your teacher is just a scholar who imparts book knowledge.
How could it compare to my years of experience.
So he is sleeping.
He fell asleep in a deep sleep.
When it was the last class in the morning, Lu Wende suddenly poked him and handed him a pass of instant noodles.
"Boss, didn't you eat anything in the morning? My brothers prepared it for you."
Jiang Shuo woke up in a daze, touched his stomach, and was indeed a little hungry.
Yawned, then covered it with a book, took the instant noodles and lowered his head under the desk, and ate secretly.
Although he tried every means to cover it up, there was still steam coming out.
The teacher who was giving a lecture earlier, who looked a lot like Luo Jiaying, suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Shuo with a serious face.
"Which classmate is this, has Xiu Xianxiu gone mad?"
Jiang Shuo was dumbfounded, looking up with the instant noodles in his mouth.
"Teacher, I'm eating instant noodles and I'm not cultivating immortality."
"Pfft!"
"Hahaha!"
More than sixty students leaned forward and backward with laughter, and some beat their desks.
The floors are to be lifted.
The teacher was very annoyed, and stared at him: "You can't carve rotten wood! Put down your instant noodles for me!"
"I will report the truth to your counselor later!"
Jiang Shuo gave the mustache Lu Wende a hard look.
"Damn, you play me when I'm not prepared!"
Lu Wende and the others quickly sat up straight, and ignored him as if I was a good student and I wanted to listen to the class seriously.
Only Qianqian, who was sitting in the corner, looked at him worriedly.
As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Qian Qian quickly disappeared.
Li Xiaowei, a fifth-year senior, stood at the door of the classroom with a stern face.
"Jiang Shuo, come to the department office."
Jiang Shuo felt dizzy for a while, and kicked Lu Wende: "Your grandson will still tease me in the future, I will push your head down the waterway to drink other people's footwashing water!"
"No, boss, we understand that you are hungry, really."
"Go away, let me go to work in the supermarket if you have nothing to do, there will be a lot of goods delivered today."
Ignored Lu Wende's hippie smile.
Bite the bullet and go to the department office.
The teacher "Luo Jiaying" is still there. As a fifty-year-old teacher who is so respected and bald, he saw Jiang Shuo, a cultivator of immortality, enter the office.
He waved his hand very angrily: "Rotten wood! This is rotten wood!"
"Can't be taught! Can't be taught!"
Angrily rushed out of the department office. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com