Men and women eating in the courtyard

"Tell me...how we got here"

Fu Linfang was lying on the table, his clothes scattered, and underneath him were written, unwritten, and half-written newspapers.

The broadsheet may still be stained with the residual warmth from the intense fight between the two, but the words on it are cold to the bone.

Fang Lining was also sitting naked and hugging his legs, his head buried deeply in his chest, as if he was repenting for what he had just done.

Hearing Fu Linfang's question, he turned slightly and glanced at the woman beside him. He couldn't tell whether this was love or not.

It's not quite like it, it seems like madness, but it also seems like torture, or it can be called a struggle.

He couldn't answer Fu Linfang's question, just like he couldn't face what he had done now.

The two were classmates. Fu Linfang was the best in the class, but he was used to sitting alone in the last row.

Fang Lining never dreamed of being with Huang Shiwen, let alone the fateful entanglement with Fu Linfang one day.

Fu Linfang felt the gazes of her classmates, colleagues, and men with the same destiny beside her. She turned her head slightly and focused her distracted gaze on Fang Lining's face, looking at the light above her head.

She blinked her dizzy eyes slightly, and Fang Lining's quiet face appeared in front of his eyes, turning from black and white to color, as if he had returned to the human world again.

"Without you, I might not feel the beating of life in my pulse."

"Without you, I might have long been silent in my personal fantasy world."

"If it weren't for you, I might..."

"Stop talking~"

Fang Lining retracted his head again and buried his head like a quail, avoiding the pursuit of reality.

Fu Linfang looked at him for a while, then smiled slightly and said, "You regret it? How lucky you are that you still have a chance to regret it."

As he spoke, he sat up, caught the shirt and jacket that had fallen off his body, and put them on slowly.

"I have no regrets, and I have no chance to regret it."

Fang Lining's voice was muffled, as if it was bursting out from his chest, and it seemed like a portrayal of him struggling hard.

After saying this, he raised his head again, looked at Fu Linfang and said, "Huang Shiwen no longer talks to me, and I can't go back to the office. No one talks to me. Do you think I still have room for regret?"

"This has nothing to do with me"

Fu Linfang said lightly: "I can't even figure out how I got to where I am today, let alone my relationship with you."

Fang Lining stared at Fu Linfang's back for a while, then sighed and said, "I'm not blaming you. It's all my fault that I'm here today."

“There’s not much I can do to help you.”

Fu Linfang turned around, looked at Fang Lining and asked, "What do you need me to do for you?"

"No, no need"

Fang Lining waved his hand, jumped off the table, randomly grabbed the black and white writing scattered on the ground, and threw it on the table. The third person from the publicity team who couldn't remember his name will come back to clean it up tomorrow morning.

"I have already thought of a way to deal with him."

Fang Lining put up his trousers and nodded at Fu Linfang and said, "There are also ways for the two of us to turn the crisis around."

Fu Linfang twitched the corners of his mouth, drooped his eyelids, turned around and put on his skirt, as if he had no mood or confidence to listen to his nonsense.

But Fang Lining didn't care about this. While arranging his clothes, he said nonchalantly: "You know, I went to the cafeteria to get food at night, and they said Xu Liyou was dead."

"who?"

Fu Linfang was very unfamiliar with this name. She was sure that she did not know this person, but the death that came from Fang Lining's mouth was not a simple matter.

Fang Lining tied the last button of his shirt and looked at Fu Linfang who had rearranged his clothes and said as if he was in a dream: "He is the representative of the workers' representative, representing everyone to attend the meeting in May to fight for placement. The person who rented the room later reported it to the factory."

"I remembered"

Listening to Fang Lining's explanation, Fu Linfang also thought of the person who caused a lot of trouble in the past two months, but then she frowned and said, "But he's not from the Red Flag Club...?"

"Yes, a veteran of the Red Flag Club"

Fang Lining said with despair in his eyes: "What happened this morning was very troublesome. Dongfeng made a big fuss. You know, he is the earliest worker in our factory and also the one with the biggest temper..."

Fu Linfang looked at Fang Lining in shock, and his mouth opened involuntarily, but he didn't know what to say.

Fang Lining turned around and sat on the table, ignoring the black and white writing on the paper that was crushed by his butt. He lowered his head slightly and said melancholy: "He has a tough temper. There are many people with the same tough temper as him, and the situation is very different." not good".

"Why!"

Fu Linfang asked Fang Lining incomprehensively, his voice even a little sharp and hoarse, as if he had a mental breakdown.

Faced with her madness, Fang Lining said with a dull expression: "I can only say that we have to be prepared. This is not something that can be delayed. I believe you don't want to see this result."

Fu Linfang felt a little dizzy. She could accept her words being posted on the wall, whether it was revolution or nonsense, but she couldn't accept that these words were given the power of destruction, to destroy...

She was so jealous that she grabbed her hair hard, and then went crazy to tear up the black and white words written on the table.

Fang Lining couldn't bear her hysterics, so he stepped forward and hugged her, pulled her away from the table from behind, and then snatched the text she was tearing in her hand.

"It's useless, it's useless, calm down. It's not your fault. You were forced to do it. Listen to me, calm down..."

As if to comfort himself, Fang Lining squatted on the ground and held Fu Linfang, who was crying on the ground, in his arms. At this time, both he and she needed a hug.

Feeling Fu Linfang's cry in his arms, Fang Lining couldn't help but tremble. He never thought that he would cause so much harm to others because of his own reasons.

Like Fu Linfang, he had never thought of hurting anyone, and he didn't even know how to hurt others.

This is also the reason why they got into this trouble today, because if they don't know how to control power, they don't know how much damage the power in their hands can cause.

"Woooooo~ It's my fault, my fault~"

Fu Linfang's cries came from Fang Lining's arms, muffled but filled with regret.

Fang Lining raised his head and let out a long breath, and said: "He has lost his conscience. There is no way out with him. He has never thought about saving anyone, let alone helping anyone. Everyone is his A victim of superiority.”

"Woo~ I'm so stupid~"

Fu Linfang lay in Fang Lining's arms and kept mumbling these words. Now she really felt her own stupidity and ignorance deeply.

"What have I done!"

"Yes, we are all going the wrong way~"

Fang Lining patted Fu Linfang on the back, sighed, and continued: "He is willing to sacrifice anyone, including you and me."

As he spoke, he held Fu Linfang's shoulders and asked her to face him.

Looking at Fu Linfang's hair scattered on her face, randomly stained with tears, her expression of sadness and regret is not exactly what she feels in her heart.

"You and I are both in the game, but we can't sit still and wait for death."

Fang Lining shook his head slightly, expressing his resistance to fate. He looked at Fu Linfang with a firm gaze and said, "You want to go back to the past, right?"

"Can not go back"

Fu Linfang cried and shook his head: "I can never go back. I thought about going to Director Li. He is the only person who can help me, but..."

"it's useless"

Fang Lining didn't know whether he should tell Fu Linfang this cruel news, but now, he had to let Fu Linfang give up the idea and hope of asking Li Xuewu for help and fight with him.

"The news came today that Director Li will be away for training for a month. The Security Department has been handed over to Deputy Director Xiao Zihong. You can't find him."

"he……"

Fu Linfang was a little stunned. She had really thought about asking Li Xuewu before. Really, she just didn't have the chance or the confidence.

This... a month?

In a month's time, I'm afraid she won't be in this world anymore.

Her hope was dashed, and her eyes couldn't help but look at Fang Lining, as if he had just said he had thought of a solution.

"The news coming out of the factory today is that there may be big moves from above."

Fang Lining looked at Fu Linfang and explained: "The big study activities have entered a stage of full development, and each unit must establish a special organization to lead the activities."

After speaking, he also emphasized: "It is all-round development and unified leadership."

Fu Linfang frowned slightly, looked at Fang Lining and said, "That means... there can only be one large learning activity organization in the steel rolling mill..."

"Yes, there can only be one"

Fang Lining sat directly on the ground, held Fu Linfang's shoulders and said: "Dongfeng or Hongqi can only exist one, or merge."

"impossible"

Fu Linfang shook his head slightly and said with confidence: "Hongqi and Dongfeng have irreconcilable conflicts. They have different theories of association from the beginning. They can be said to be completely opposite. How can they merge?"

"Then there is a way"

Fang Lining looked at Fu Linfang and said, "Either the red flag falls, or the east wind dissipates. Who do you think has a bigger chance of winning?"

Fu Linfang turned to look at Fang Lining, squinted her eyes and asked, "What do you mean...?"

"right"

Fang Lining nodded and said firmly: "This time we have to choose the right path. It will lead to darkness. I don't want to be buried with him."

Fu Linfang understood what Fang Lining meant. He sat down, put away his legs, looked at Fang Lining and said, "But what can you do if you go to Dongfeng? How can you guarantee that Dongfeng will accept you and protect you? What can you do?" Make sure that lunatic will not retaliate against you”.

"Or"

Fu Linfang frowned slightly and asked again: "How can you guarantee that that lunatic will not enter the organization you mentioned?"

"You already gave me the answer to the last question."

Fang Lining looked at the shoulders that had left his hands, retracted his hands and hugged his knees, and said with stern eyes: "Hongqi and Dongfeng can't get together, so you think Deputy Director Li and Wang Jingzhang can get together?"

"But……"

Fu Linfang hesitated and said: "It's not just the two of them in the factory, there are other leaders as well."

Fang Lining nodded and said: "Of course I don't deny that there will be other leaders in this organization, but what I can confirm is that with Deputy Director Li, there will be no Wang Jingzhang."

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows and asked: "Have you forgotten how Wang Jingzhang treated Director Yang? Can those people in the factory tolerate him?"

Fu Linfang frowned and thought, listening to Fang Lining explain to her the questions asked earlier.

"With your and my abilities, we can still be responsible for publicity work in Dongfeng."

Fang Lining looked at Fu Linfang and said, "It's just that we shouldn't fantasize about where we will go. Being able to keep our current jobs and personal safety is victory."

"As long as you and I go there, our abilities don't need to be tested. Dongfeng should know our strength, and they have no reason to refuse."

Fang Lining spread his hands and said: "As long as Dongfeng wins, the red flag falls, one fades and the other rises, and Wang Jingzhang is finished, what else do you have to fear?"

"No, he is scarier than you think"

Fu Linfang hugged his knees, put his chin on them and said, "He is a madman."

"I admit, he is a lunatic"

Fang Lining said harshly: "Then let's give him a big deal and let him be ruined and sink into hell forever."

Fu Linfang raised her head and looked at Fang Lining opposite. At this moment, she felt that she was no longer the same person as before. Instead, she felt like Fang Lining, with the hatred and revenge gifted by the devil in her heart.

——

"Stop crying, it makes me feel uncomfortable"

Lao Biaozi was dressed very formally today. His top was a popular striped training shirt, a typical product from the security brigade store.

The lower body is a pair of flight pants, also produced by a prison, and a pair of pull-back canvas shoes on the feet, a very fashionable young man.

Just this one body, even if it is placed on any one person, the charm can be increased tenfold.

I can’t say that I’m going to let the younger ladies in the society disapprove of him, but they can all see his generosity and money-making ability.

But just by wearing it on Li Wenbiao, you will find that sometimes fashion cannot save a person's innate unique temperament.

It's a bit similar to Mr. Guo wearing big brands, destroying others and himself.

But what you have to admit is that he has the ability to change one outfit a day and not wear the same outfit for a week.

She lives opposite the school with the most beauties in Dongcheng, in the entire courtyard, where she usually either rides a bicycle or drives a car.

Only when you see this can you realize the famous saying: When God closes a door on you, he will definitely leave a window for you.

Lao Biaozi's appearance and figure were the door, which was tightly closed, but God, this heartless old bastard, opened a window for him that was bigger than the door.

The world is so unfair.

What's even more unfair is that right at the door of this boy's house, there is a beautiful girl crying.

If he wasn't sitting right at the gate, in broad daylight, with that short, fat and coaxing tone, wouldn't this be a good background for a hero to save a beauty, just waiting for some young hero to come to the rescue.

The school entrance is actually very lively, the alley is not very wide, and there are no classes in the school. There are many people coming in and out, and there are also many people looking here.

A young man glared indignantly, spat, and sighed that people's hearts were not as old as they used to be. A flower was stuck on the cow dung.

Those who know the situation are sharing their love experiences with their classmates about how a good girl is afraid of being stalked by a man, telling how a shameless, shameless, fat man with no bottom line waits at the gate of their school every day to have sex with the school belle.

They also saw it and recognized that the person sitting on the doorstep of the courtyard opposite, covering her face and crying, was Mai Qinglan, the school beauty of their school's sophomore opera performance class.

There is another reason why this classmate Mai is "famous", that is, her father and mother are both professors at the school and Peking Opera performing artists.

Of course, it’s not uncommon for people to be called artists in this era, especially the opera business, which is the mainstream literature and art in the contemporary era.

Songs and movies were not mainstream art in this era, and songs were an art form mainly for singing folk tunes and for propaganda purposes.

This is even less true for movies. This thing has only been developed for a few years. The dissemination of movies has a high cost and is mostly used for publicity and universal art.

Drama is different. It's elegant, unique, and most importantly, has high artistic value, which is reflected in the ticket prices. In the past, Mr. Mei's performances were all sold overseas.

In later generations, when you see Peking Opera performers, you think it’s very rare, so now you grab a lot of them.

You have a heritage, you have a reputation, you have superb skills, you can lead a team to perform, who can't!

But just looking at the capital, there is no one who can be a professor without some ability. People who came out of that era had no chance to change careers and would probably starve to death.

Mai Qinglan's parents are such people. In the old days, they followed the team and became famous and wealthy. They also donated money to organizations and supported justice.

But this does not change that they are teachers, from a backward caste, artists, and come from a wealthy family.

Therefore, they are guilty of original sin, cannot be defended, and cannot resist.

This is what Mai Qinglan said to Li Wenbiao, and this is what Li Wenbiao said to Li Xuewu.

Mai Qinglan's parents have been raped twice, leaving deep wounds both mentally and physically. I heard that they will be attacked next week, so don't panic.

What can she, a girl who is still in school, do? She just asks everyone she can, even Li Wenbiao, an ugly guy who used to look down on her.

If in the past, Li Wenbiao dared to come even half a meter away from her, she would definitely ask: "Which cookie are you?"

Although this ugly girl is well-dressed, owns a car, and lives in a big house, her family does not come from a small family. The money her parents earned from singing in the past was enough for her to live comfortably.

But whether you think it's strange or not, life seems to be having a hard time with her, and it also seems to be torturing her.

She used to have a rich family and a powerful school, but now she is in trouble. The students whose parents used to flatter her family are no longer coming, and if they do come, they will cause trouble.

But even this ugly monster still comes to see him every morning, and when she gives him a look, he will be ecstatic and beaming with joy.

When I was feeling lost and helpless, this ugly guy approached me cautiously and spoke words of comfort.

I don't know whether she was completely disappointed or was cornered. Mai Qinglan looked squarely at this ugly guy for the first time and asked him if he liked her.

This ugly guy almost scared his own jaw off the ground, and he waved his hands repeatedly, as if he was afraid of offending himself.

But Mai Qinglan knew that if the other person didn't like her, then in the past few months he had been in trouble in front of the school because of his own passion?

She is very confident in her appearance and has a glimmer of hope in this ugly identity.

No one in the school could save their family. Those who used to fawn over her and pursue her all avoided her, thinking she was a disaster and an unclean person.

So Mai Qinglan had no choice but to tell the ugly guy that she was willing to have sex with him as long as she could save her parents.

I thought it would be another disappointment and regret, but this ugly guy nodded and agreed, and said he would try his best to help, but he didn't want her to repay her kindness.

what is this?

Mai Qinglan has learned operas such as Yangchun Baixue and Huang Zhongda Lu since she was in elementary school, but she understands ingratitude and ruthlessness even more thoroughly.

It seems that this fat man's method has been practiced since ancient times. The young man admires his love in his youth. Who can refuse his reward?

Did she really meet a great man?

But God is so unfair. Just like in the opera, are all the good-looking men in this world bad guys?

But someone who doesn’t ask for his own body and is worthy of being entrusted is another ugly guy!

Today is Sunday, if she doesn't solve her parents' problem, something might really happen to her parents next week.

The only fat man who promised to help her had been waiting for her here early. When asked about her parents, he said that they would be there soon, but she was impatient to wait. She sat on the doorstep and started thinking about her family and her own affairs. Cry.

Listening to the fat man's comfort, Mai Qinglan raised her head and asked with tears in her eyes: "Is the person you are looking for reliable?"

“Reliable, absolutely reliable”

Li Wenbiao hesitantly took the handkerchief in his hand to wipe the other party's tears, but he was afraid of offending the beauty, so he didn't know whether to reach out or not.

Mai Qinglan glanced at the fat man, reached out and grabbed the handkerchief to wipe her tears, and said, "Tell me, what kind of relationship are you looking for? The ones in school must not work, I have asked for them all."

"I'm not from school. How do I know people from your school?"

Li Wenbiao said awkwardly: "If I knew your leader, I wouldn't have known you long ago..."

Before he could finish what he said, he was forced back by Mai Qinglan's eyes, but he still twitched his lips and promised: "Don't worry, I can definitely accomplish what I promised you."

"I can do what I promised you"

Mai Qinglan replied as if she was fighting with the other party, and as if she was mocking the other party for staring at these things and fearing that she would default on her debt.

She glanced at the school gate. Of course she could see the eyes of those classmates clearly, but she didn't have the energy to care about it now. She was concerned about her parents' safety.

After seeing no sign of anyone coming from both sides of the alley, she turned to look at the fat man and asked, "Can't you tell the truth? Who are you looking for?"

After speaking, as if he had remembered something, he pointed at the fat man and said, "If you dare to lie to me and delay my parents' affairs, I will never be done with you!"

"Hey~ can you calm down and calm down? What time is it~"

Li Wenbiao gestured to the courtyard and said: "We have an appointment at nine o'clock, why don't we go in and wait? What's the point of doing this all the time~"

"I dont go"

Mai Qinglan glanced at the courtyard and felt that the fat man was not a good person. She glared at the fat man and said, "If you want me to come in, you must first do what I ask for!"

"Who do you think I am~"

Li Wenbiao was also helpless. He waved his hands and said, "Okay, okay, let's just squat at the door and wait. I don't care if you want others to watch the fun."

Mai Qinglan ignored the fat man's provocation and sat on the stone drum gate, waiting with the fat man and thinking about other ways.

Although she had only been in contact with this fat man for a few days, she had known him for a long time. With her persistence in meeting her every morning, she knew that she would not be able to tell anything.

But if you ask her to give up the fat man and find other solutions, she has no choice. Anyone who can think of a solution will not bother with this fat man.

The time came to nine o'clock, and the sun shone through the hall and above the threshold, but no one came yet.

Facing Mai Qinglan's suspicious gaze, Li Wenbiao felt sweat on his forehead.

"I'll go out and take a look. You're right here, don't move around!"

After signaling to Mai Qinglan and suppressing his anger, Li Wenbiao wandered to the middle of the alley and looked towards the intersection.

But at the entrance of the alley, the only people who come and go from time to time are students and neighbors who came out to hang out during the holiday today, but Brother Wu's car was not seen.

"Fat man! You..."

Seeing the anxious look on the fat man's face, Mai Qinglan jumped up anxiously when she knew that no one was coming.

But before she finished her words, she saw the fat man's anxious face showing an expression of joy again.

"Dip~dip~"

A sound of car horns dispersed the pedestrians on the alley, but the car stopped at the door of the mansion.

A young man stood up directly from the driver's seat, pointed at the fat man in the middle of the road and cursed with a smile: "Where did you come from, fat man? Don't worry about your life. You are blackmailing someone into choosing a good place to die!"

Li Wenbiao twitched his lips, ignored the bastard, walked around the front of the car to the passenger side, watched Li Xuewu get out of the car, and said with a dry smile: "Brother Wu, you're here."

"Isn't it nine o'clock?"

Li Xuewu raised his hand to look at his watch and raised his eyebrows to show it to Lao Biaozi.

Li Wenbiao didn't look at his watch, but pointed at Gu Yan, who was looking at Mai Qinglan after parking the car, and asked, "Why is he here?"

Before Li Xuewu could answer, Gu Yan came over with a smile and patted Lao Biaozi on the shoulder and said, "I didn't expect that the saying 'A good man doesn't have a good wife, so a bad man will marry a charming one' is true!"

"Go, go, go~ Why are you joining in the fun here!"

Lao Biaozi impatiently shook off Brother Wu's annoying brother-in-law's hand, and unconsciously looked at Mai Qinglan who was standing at the door.

Mai Qinglan was also a little dazed at the moment. She had thought that the fat man was somewhat capable, but she had never thought that he had such a friend.

It’s just that these friends can handle their own parents’ problems?

It's not that she doubts the background of these two people. After all, they are ordinary people if they can drive a jeep, but it is a bit unreliable for two such young people to deal with their parents' affairs.

If the fat man found someone in his forties, even in his thirties, she had some confidence, but looking at the person who jumped out of the driver's seat, he looked like a gangster, and he seemed to have some background.

And who got off the co-pilot?

Scarred face, toad glasses, white shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes on his feet. Look at the three-quarter-parted hair that could make mosquitoes split open. Where did he come from?

Earlier, the rich and powerful young masters in Sijiu City looked like this. They had to be young masters in the army, otherwise they would not have such a strong figure and temperament.

To be honest, Mai Qinglan hasn't cried yet, she is completely frightened by the scar-faced man in front of her.

"I'm going to do some work first, and I'm going to go shooting later."

Li Xuewu pointed to the girl standing on the doorstep and asked Lao Biaozi, "Is that her?"

"Ah?! Let me introduce it to you"

Lao Biaozi was not cross-dressing with Gu Yan, and took Li Xuewu to the door. At the same time, he introduced to Mai Qinglan: "This is my brother, your name is Brother Wu."

After speaking, he looked at Mai Qinglan's suspicious eyes without any intention of saying hello. He hurriedly introduced to Li Xuewu: "This is me... a friend of mine named Mai Qinglan, that's what I told you..."

Li Xuewu nodded, but raised his eyebrows. He took off his toad mirror and pointed to the girl who came down the steps to look at him. He asked Lao Biaozi: "Didn't you say you would do something for your partner~"

After saying that, he looked at the girl with red eyes in a funny way. She had a temperament that made me feel pity for her.

"Brother Wu, listen to me and explain to you..."

Seeing what Brother Wu said, Lao Biaozi murmured and pulled Li Xuewu to explain.

But Li Xuewu didn't respond to him. Instead, he lowered his eyelids and said, "Brothers, we have to say ugly things in front of us. We can do whatever we want for our brothers, but if you play the trick of deep affection and lingering resentment, I don't want to have anything to do with you." .

"Brother Wu~"

Lao Biaozi was about to explain again, but Mai Qinglan reached out to hold him and stood in front of Li Xuewu.

"He is affectionate, and I will never let him have any regrets."

Mai Qinglan looked at Li Xuewu seriously and said: "As long as my parents are safe, I can get the certificate today, Sunday or tomorrow."

"Pfft~cough~"

Gu Yan, who was sitting in the car drinking water from a kettle, was choked by the girl's "bold words". Facing the looks of the three people, he waved his hand and smiled and asked them to continue.

Li Wenbiao hated this bastard so much. He naturally got to know this kid when Brother Wu got married, and later met him at Brother Wu's house.

He doesn't do serious things, but he is very good at gossiping. He plays with the club and has all the accounts in Brother Wu's name. He is a pure prodigal.

Li Xuewu ignored them, looked at the girl with raised eyebrows, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll get the certificate tomorrow."

"Brother Wu~"

Lao Biaozi is now ready to die. Gu Yan alone is enough to make a scene, but now Brother Wu is starting to lose his temper.

What the hell, just get married. It’s a waste of time to get married so early under his conditions. How many girls’ hearts will he break?

When Mai Qinglan heard what Li Xuewu said, she raised her eyebrows and was about to speak, but Li Xuewu waved his hand and asked, "I still have something to talk about."

After finishing speaking, he didn’t give Mai Qinglan a chance to ask questions, and asked directly: “Your parents are both professors, right?”

"right!"

Mai Qinglan nodded to confirm. Just as she was about to explain, she was interrupted by Li Xuewu: "You understand the current situation. Can you accept that we can't arrange to continue working in school?"

This was something Mai Qinglan had never thought about. She wanted to solve the problem of her parents' identity danger, but she never thought about whether she could still go to work after the problem was solved.

Li Xuewu gave her time to think, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and threw the rest to Gu Yan in the car.

Mai Qinglan frowned and said: "The principal of the school is gone, and the teachers are gone too, so what classes are there?"

After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Li Xuewu and asked: "You mean that after the problem is solved, my parents can't stay in school, right?"

"You're not asking me, I'm asking you."

Li Xuewu did not answer her words. He nodded at her with the hand holding the cigarette and said, "Tell me clearly that I can no longer work here. Can you accept it?"

Mai Qinglan frowned and looked at Li Xuewu, thought for a while, nodded under the fat man's gaze, and said, "I can accept it."

She actually wanted to ask if the problem could be solved and she could continue to work here.

But the reality is that not only does the scar-faced man not want to answer her questions, but there are no classes to attend in the school. Everyone is stranded in the school, and we don’t know when this revolution will end.

It's important to save your life.

From what she heard, many teachers in the school had had troubles, some were punished, and some couldn't bear the humiliation. Anyway, it was scary.

Her parents don't have strong personalities. They couldn't bear it these two times. If it happened again, the family might really be ruined.

Only now did she understand the choice given to her by the man in front of her: work or life.

Li Xuewu took a puff of cigarette, nodded, and continued to ask: "Will their problems affect you personally?"

"I can!"

Mai Qinglan's mind kept spinning, trying to keep up with the man's thinking. She said clearly: "I have been criticized and isolated because of my parents' identities. If..."

Before she finished speaking, Li Xuewu had already nodded, indicating that he understood what she was going to say and there was no need to say anything more.

"last question"

Li Xuewu took a long drag on his cigarette, blew out the smoke and asked, "Are you sure you're going to get a marriage certificate from this fat guy tomorrow?"

Mai Qinglan was stunned. Is this very related to dealing with parents' problems? Or he was afraid that he would regret it and default on it.

no!

It's not the first problem, but the second one. Her parents have influenced her. Her parents' solution to the problem is definitely not conventional, and it will definitely affect her, which means she has to leave school.

What's the meaning?

That is to drop out of school, or hide and wait for the wind to pass. This is what this person asked. Marrying a fat man means to hide from the wind.

She is a student, and because of her identity, the organization that controls her is the school and the people in the school.

But what if she gets married?

The person who cares about her is the street. She only re-enters the embrace of the organization after she goes to work, so she must take the initiative to escape from this danger.

Mai Qinglan hesitated and opened her mouth again and again, reluctant to reveal her decision to leave school.

Li Xuewu kept smoking with drooped eyelids, not caring about waiting for her for a while.

Lao Biaozi stood aside and was a little anxious. He pulled Mai Qinglan and said: "Don't worry, how can emotional matters be trivial? I really have never thought about marrying you, and I am not helping you just for... "

Mai Qinglan ignored the fat man who was explaining endlessly, but glanced at the scarred man and the driver who was sitting in the car watching the fun. She knew that she only had this chance to choose.

The scar-faced man's words were concise and direct, as if he could get things done. She didn't know the identity of the other person, but she knew that her parents' lives must be saved today. Her university was the same as her parents' work, so there was no need to think about it for the time being.

So, Mai Qinglan turned to look at Fatty, who was still explaining that he shouldn't be anxious about feelings, and interrupted: "Fatty, tell me seriously, will you be good to me?"

"ah?!"

Li Wenbiao was stunned and looked at Mai Qinglan blankly. He didn't know why she asked. Which beautiful girl was he not good enough for?

"I……"

Just as he was about to speak, Gu Yan, who was sitting in the car, laughed and said, "Hey, fat man, you are so lucky~"

"Shut up, you~"

Li Wenbiao glared at the other party, then looked at Mai Qinglan and said: "You know me, I... I don't have any education, I never went to college, I..."

When it came to academic qualifications, he really felt inferior. He looked at Mai Qinglan and stuttered: "I only went to elementary school, junior high school... I was in junior high school... I didn't look good...".

Li Xuewu and Gu Yan tried their best to hold back their laughter, listening to the eldest brother's true confession. At this time, Lao Biaozi seemed very sincere and his face turned red.

Mai Qinglan looked at the fat man carefully, looked hard, and tried to imagine her future love life.

Li Wenbiao said with low self-esteem: "I have no education, no looks, and no good family background. I am just a manager of a recycling bin. Apart from this house, a car, and some money, I am nothing. I know I am not worthy." you……"

Mai Qinglan was a little stunned. She didn't know how to answer the fat man's words.

The down-and-out loser turned out to be a domineering male CEO?

What a bloody little theater writing style!

Li Xuewu also noticed that the girl was speechless. He lowered his head and patted the big-breasted brother on the shoulder, reminding him in a low voice: "Remember, you can't talk like this in the future, or you will be beaten to death!"

Ignoring Li Wenbiao's surprise, he asked Mai Qinglan, "Your parents are at home?"

Li Xuewu often asked other girls this question before, and he was very smooth.

"at home"

Mai Qinglan glanced at the fat man who had not yet answered him, and explained: "But the people from the school working committee are watching them, so they are under house arrest."

Li Xuewu nodded, raised his hand and motioned to the jeep at the door and said: "Get in the car and lead the way to your home."

"But there are many of them over there."

Although Mai Qinglan could feel Li Xuewu's fierce temperament, she still felt that there were only two of them, no, including the fat man, there were only three of them.

This is not a matter of three people versus a few people. She wants to solve the problem of her parents' organizational status, not to rob people savagely.

Li Xuewu just nodded and stepped into the car, ignoring her words.

Seeing the fat man closing the door of the house and gesturing for her to get in the car, her confident look made her sigh and she could only follow him and get in the car.

Gu Yan drove the jeep very smoothly, turned the steering wheel and turned onto the alley, paying no attention to the curious students opposite.

These brats looked at such an awesome jeep and twitched their lips, then went back.

Everyone is awesome at this time, and the kid also knows who can be bullied and who cannot be bullied, and the jeep driver who doesn’t know the basics must not make a fuss.

Mai Qinglan was sitting in the back seat of the jeep, holding the front seat hard. She was really afraid of being thrown off so that the fat man could inherit her family's inheritance.

Fortunately, the inconspicuous driver in front of her was still able to slip away a little. After a series of twists and turns, she finally stopped at the door of their home just a second before she was about to get carsick.