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- After the shock, a sense of absurdity came to everyone's mind. ¡ò,
Song Weiqiang and their high school classmates have been together for three years. For example, Zhang Ruoshan is still his classmate. Everyone knows Song Weiqiang well. To be honest, Song Weiqiang who was admitted to Yandong University belongs to the category of people who performed exceptionally well in the college entrance examination.
And now, Song Weiqiang actually said that he has found a job with a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan. Is this the situation?
After a brief silence, all the students asked in disbelief: "Xiaoqiang, how much?"
"I'll go. Xiaoqiang, if you don't have to brag, I'll toast you three glasses today."
"Damn! Xiaoqiang, I'll hang out with you from now on. Which company are you in in Africa?"
Seeing the change in the direction of the wind on the dining table, Gao Qian's face became a little ugly. He was questioning Song Weiqiang just now in a very loud tone. Now it seems that people don't need his care at all. This man is in great disgrace.
Song Weiqiang didn¡¯t know how to deal with such a scene: everyone was complimenting him, but Gao Qian seemed very unhappy. This should be a slap in the face in online novels. He didn't want to say it originally. Today was Gao Qian's invitation to dinner, so there was no need for him to make a spectacle of himself.
After thinking about it, Song Weiqiang stood up with a wine glass and said: "Everyone, I would like to toast you all. I have something to do in the evening, so I will leave first. I will treat you to dinner another day to apologize to you."
Song Weiqiang drank the wine, strode out of the restaurant, looked at the stars and moon in the sky, and took a long breath. This kind of socializing is really not what he is good at, so he might as well leave.
Zhang Ruoshan chased her out, "Hey, Xiaoqiang, I'll give it to you!"
Song Weiqiang was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay."
The eight high school classmates in the restaurant looked at each other in shock as they watched Zhang Ruoshan chase Song Weiqiang away. Is there something wrong with this style of painting? The beautiful lady Shanshan actually looked at Xiaoqiang.
Gao Qian had a dark face and said nothing.
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There are many students on the streets at night. Dim street lights and tree branches fell on the old cement road. Snack bars, bookstores, and canteens are doing very good business.
Song Weiqiang and Zhang Ruoshan walked side by side into the campus of Yantai University of Science and Technology from the back door of the school. Neither of them spoke. Song Weiqiang didn't know how to lead the topic. And Zhang Ruoshan was thinking about how to ask Song Weiqiang to help her choose that job.
After walking a few steps and approaching the basketball court, Zhang Ruoshan said, "Xiaoqiang, congratulations! You have found a good job. Of course. It seems very dangerous over there in Africa."
"It's very dangerous. Shanshan, I think: What matters is not how much money each of our graduates can earn per month now, but how much money we can earn in the future."
Zhang Ruoshan smiled, her eyebrows as bright as the moon. The beauty is gratuitous, "I really didn't expect you to say such reasonable things. Xiaoqiang, honestly, did you hide your clumsiness before? I feel that you are a little different from the school."
Song Weiqiang shook his head, "No. It's just that I have experienced too many things in the month I have been in Africa. After experiencing it, changes will naturally occur."
The corners of Zhang Ruoshan's mouth turned up. When she was about to talk about her job invitation, a white Porsche sports car stopped in front of Song Weiqiang and Zhang Ruoshan with a click. The car window rolled down, revealing the face of a handsome young man.
The handsome guy showed his head and said: "Shanshan, we are about to graduate, and you haven't replied to me yet? Why, are you waiting until you leave school to reject me?"
Zhang Ruoshan glanced at Song Weiqiang who took half a step back, feeling a little disappointed. She forced a smile and said to the handsome guy: "Young Master Xie, I'm not pretty, why do you need me to be your girlfriend? I'm under a lot of pressure."
Mr. Xie smiled and said, "Shanshan. Who said you're not beautiful? Who am I to worry about? I just like your breasts. They're firm and white." He tilted his head and said, "Get in the car. I'll have a date at the Linhai Hotel today. It¡¯s a party, but I need a female companion.¡±
Linhai Hotel is a well-known five-star hotel in Yandong City.
Zhang Ruoshan was angry. Anyone would be dissatisfied with such a face-to-face review. She is not a lady sitting on the stage. This bastard! There was a time when I was playing table tennis in the gymnasium, wearing a T-shirt and bending down to pick up the ball, which took advantage of his eyes. She knew very well that this kind of rich young man basically just wanted to play with her for fun. There is no future at all.
Zhang Ruoshan hesitated.
Mr. Xie looked at Zhang Ruoshan with a smile but not a smile, staring at her plump ****, "Don't worry, I won't break your promise if you join our company. The monthly salary is 12,000. Shanshan, let's have a love relationship with me. Come on. I like you very much."
Zhang Ruoshan showed a helpless expression. He still refused and said: "Master Xie, thank you for your compliments. But I will graduate and leave Yandong soon."
Mr. Xie's face turned cold, "Shanshan, I'm very petty. Don't toast or eat as a penalty."
"Master Xie. I"
"Shanshan, please ask around in Yandali. Are there any women that I, Mr. Xie, wanted to play with? In the end, I couldn't get it. Teacher Wang from the English School, isn't she pretty? She's already married, but I still fucked her a lot at her house. times. She developed it for me later. Hey, Sister Zhou from the law school, is she cold and arrogant? She is a top student. She broke my virginity in a hotel and had two abortions for me in one year"
Zhang Ruoshan¡¯s expression is ¡°wonderful¡±. This man has no shame, but feels proud of it. But she was also very afraid that Mr. Xie's claws would reach out to her.
But how should she refuse?
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruoshan's body trembled unconsciously. The disgusting things that Mr. Xie boasted about revealed a strong background.
Song Weiqiang stepped forward, looked at the arrogant Mr. Xie in the luxury car with calm eyes, and said, "Mr. Xie, right? What is a toast, and what is a penalty drink?"
Mr. Xie rolled his eyes, "Who the hell are you? Shanshan is a spare tire. Get out of here!"
Zhang Ruoshan was very grateful to Song Weiqiang for saying something. Qiang said calmly: "Xiaoqiang, thank you. This is none of your business."
"It's okay, Shanshan, I have a sense of propriety." Song Weiqiang waved his hand and just looked at Mr. Xie.
Mr. Xie said "yo ho", opened the car door and stepped out of the car. He was 1.85 meters tall, wearing a T-shirt, a short haircut, and a gold necklace. He had a strong dandy air about him.
Mr. Xie poked Song Weiqiang, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, with his finger, and said condescendingly: "Boy, if you want to set up a fight, you have to see if you have the ability."
Song Weiqiang was pushed back a few steps, raised his head and said, "Please mark the path!"
"Yes. Let's put it this way. As for toasting, I will take Shanshan to the party today to drink some wine and have fun together. We will stay in the hotel that night. Shanshan and I will study life together. I will take care of Shanshan's work. The monthly salary will only be a lot higher.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? being a fine drink, I¡¯ll leave immediately. But I will find someone to take her turn tomorrow. I will also take some artistic photos of Shanshan. When the time comes, Shanshan will be on call from now on. Otherwise, these photos will be posted online. "
Song Weiqiang nodded, "That's it?"
"Haha. Are you afraid of not filming? Ah" Mr. Xie suddenly let out a scream like a slaughtering pig. Taking advantage of the opportunity to speak, Song Weiqiang suddenly got angry and hit Mr. Xie hard on the crotch with a kneecap. Immediately afterwards, he punched Mr. Xie in the nose, who was bending over in pain. Immediately, a dyeing shop opened on Mr. Xie¡¯s face.
Song Weiqiang held Mr. Xie's neck with one hand, his expression still calm. Said: "Afraid, why am I not afraid" After saying one word, he grabbed Mr. Xie's head and smashed it against the Porsche door.
"Bang bang bang bang"
"Bang bang bang bang"
"Ah, Xiaoqiang, right? Labor and Management are going to kill you. Mad, can you afford labor and management's car? You bastard, ah"
Mr. Xie¡¯s screams were like those of a wealthy second generation trying to play the villain in a TV series, which was quite entertaining. Of course, this shows from one aspect that Xiaoqiang hit very hard.
The movement here was quickly noticed by college students passing by. They all stopped to watch from a distance. Pointing.
Before Zhang Ruoshan could react, she saw the tall and powerful Mr. Xie being beaten by Song Weiqiang until he cried like a grandson and said harsh words. However, there are no eggs.
"Uh. Xiaoqiang, don't be like this, his family has a very powerful background" Zhang Ruoshan said with some worry.
Mr. Xie was so dizzy from the beating that he asked Song Weiqiang to sneak by the car door and shouted with anger: "Did you hear that? If you don't stop, after today, labor and management will kill you"
"Click!"
Song Weiqiang reached out and removed Mr. Xie's chin, "It's really noisy." He said, looking into Mr. Xie's eyes. With a calm look on his face, he said word by word: "Master Xie, I know your family is very rich and powerful. So what? The common man was so angry that blood spattered five steps away. Do you believe that I will kill you now?" "Song Wei Qiang pinched Mr. Xie's throat with a little force.
"Ah ah ah" Mr. Xie blinked in horror and breathed rapidly. He felt the breath of death, Song Weiqiang was serious. He removed his jaw so skillfully and pinched his throat with such force. This is not something ordinary people can do.
Song Weiqiang said calmly: "Remember, if Shanshan loses even one hair, I will kill your whole family." He said. He patted Mr. Xie's face and reattached his chin to restore his ability to speak.
"Ah" Mr. Xie gasped, squatting on the ground and looking at Song Weiqiang. In the end, he got into the car and drove away without leaving a harsh word. As for something as trivial as the Porsche being smashed, he would not dare to ask Song Weiqiang for compensation.
¡°Threatening people is a technical job. It's not enough to be angry. On the contrary, Song Weiqiang acted with such murderous intentPeople, calmly say that killing is the most terrifying thing. This means that his feelings about killing people are no different from killing a bunch of pigs and dogs.
Of course Mr. Xie can take revenge after escaping today. But things like threats and intimidation are psychological warfare and a competition of willpower. It is easy to imagine how strong the willpower of a playboy like Mr. Xie is.
He didn¡¯t dare to risk his life with Song Weiqiang!
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As the cashed-in luxury car with its door smashed disappeared into the darkness of the campus, the onlookers dispersed.
Song Weiqiang clapped his hands and said calmly to Zhang Ruoshan, who had opened his mouth slightly and had not recovered yet: "Shanshan, it's done. This Young Master Xie won't dare to come to you again in the future."
Zhang Ruoshan stroked her chest gently, looked at Song Weiqiang in disbelief, grabbed his arm excitedly and asked: "Xiaoqiang, thank you. Thank you. Youwhen did you become so powerful?"
Song Weiqiang smiled.
How can you tell such a delicate and beautiful girl about African mercenaries killing people on the battlefield? Completely two different worlds.
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Song Weiqiang had nothing to do in Yandong City for a while and stayed on the campus of Yantai University. The school dormitories will not be vacated until June.
The next day, Zhang Ruoshan invited him to have a meal at a restaurant outside the school to express her gratitude. By the way, we chatted about work. Zhang Ruoshan plans to take the postgraduate entrance examination.
It was originally the sad season of graduation and breakup, but the connection between Song Weiqiang and Zhang Ruoshan suddenly became closer. We meet three or four times a week.
Preparations for the postgraduate entrance examination in the second half of the year will not start in May. Zhang Ruoshan asked Song Weiqiang to help her write graduation messages, take photos with her roommates, and help carry things. Song Weiqiang also realized something.
On the evening of Friday, June 11, Song Weiqiang invited Zhang Ruoshan to have dinner in a private room of Jinjiang Tower, a luxury restaurant in Yandong City.
"Xiaoqiang, you are indeed a person with a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan. You can afford such a lavish restaurant." Zhang Ruoshan said with a smile, wearing a white dress, her plump breasts were tall and straight. She wore hairpins and looked like she had been dressed up and made her look delicate and white.
Song Weiqiang was still wearing cheap clothes, scratched his head and said with a smile: "Shanshan, my salary and bonus are all left to my family. Of course, I can still afford a meal here."
Zhang Ruoshan chuckled and sat lightly at the exquisite dining table.
The waiter brought the food and a bottle of red wine. The two chatted while eating. The atmosphere is great.
Song Weiqiang said: "Shanshan, I plan to return to Africa soon."
"A part-time job?"
"Um."
"When can I return to my country?"
"How do you know this?"
Zhang Ruoshan was silent for a moment, feeling a little sad in her heart, and said with a smile: "Then when you return to China, you must call me and invite me to dinner. I am trying to fight against the rich."
Song Weiqiang didn¡¯t know how to answer, so he smiled and said, ¡°Definitely.¡±
Dinner is over. Song Weiqiang asked the waiter to pay the bill. He stood up and helped Zhang Ruoshan carry her handbag, looking at Zhang Ruoshan's beautiful face. A faint aroma hits your nostrils. Song Weiqiang felt distraught. This was the girl he had a crush on in high school. He asked, "Shanshan, can I hug you?"
Zhang Ruoshan smiled and rolled her eyes at Song Weiqiang, holding on to the back of the chair and standing tall.
Song Weiqiang scratched his head, feeling embarrassed, but seeing that Zhang Ruoshan didn't move a step for a long time, he came to some understanding, walked over, and held this beautiful girl in his arms. The soft and plump breasts pressed against his chest. It made his mouth go dry for a while. The girl's fragrance lingers in my heart. The hands feel soft to the touch.
Song Weiqiang felt like his brain suddenly went crazy. Just like that, holding the girl of my dreams in my arms? Totally in disbelief. Unable to maintain self-control.
Zhang Ruoshan said coquettishly: "Hey, don't touch me. I'm getting goosebumps."
Song Weiqiang then discovered that at some point, he had put his hands on Zhang Ruoshan's round and soft buttocks. My mouth felt dry again.
Song Weiqiang didn¡¯t know what to say.
Zhang Ruoshan turned around and smiled.
At this time, the cell phone rang. Song Weiqiang reluctantly let go of Zhang Ruoshan and answered the phone. "Xiaoqiang, report to Amman, the capital of Jordan, on June 14th."
"good!"
Song Weiqiang responded. There is a hint of surprise. Work is about to begin. His journey is about to begin again. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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