Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Who would have thought that Xiao Mohan came in with big strides, stood there, his eyes swept over the seat, but he didn't see Gu Chuyan! He frowned, did she go home?

"Where's Gu Chuyan?" He turned around, staring at the professor with cold eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

"Gu, Gu Chuyan?" The professor was shocked when he saw this!

Look at the man's clothes, and his demeanor is extravagant! Even the look in the eyes makes people dare not look directly at him, it must be from a rich family.

"She, she dropped out of school this morning," said the professor.

"Wow." With a sound, Xiao Mohan's eyes became gloomy and cold. Han Changqing stepped forward, stretched out his hand and dragged the professor over, shook his hand, and asked in a cold voice, "Why are you withdrawing? Explain clearly."

"Yes, she doesn't want to read."

"Let the principal come to see me." Xiao Mohan listened, obviously not believing it.

He and Gu Chuyan have only known each other for a few days, but they know this woman's character very well! It is absolutely impossible for her to drop out of school without permission. This school owes him an explanation.

"Yes." When Han Changqing made a phone call, he saw the headmaster running over in the rain without even holding an umbrella, followed by many professors.

"May I ask who you are?"

"I want to see Gu Chuyan." Xiao Mo said coldly.

Xiao Mohan stood there, he turned slightly, his steps were a little heavy, he looked calm and dignified, his deep facial features were filled with displeasure, his lips parted slightly: "Where's Gu Chuyan?"

"She, she dropped out of school." The headmaster was so frightened that his legs limp when he asked.

Seeing this, Han Changqing rushed forward and raised his hand: "Why did she drop out of school?"

"She was expelled." Behind him, an unknown classmate said.

"Expulsion?" Listening, Han Changqing shook off the headmaster vigorously, raised his foot and stomped on it, and asked, "Say, why is she expelled? Where is she?!"

"Pfft." The principal was stepped on by him, holding his breath in his stomach, and when he wanted to speak, he let out a fart! Make the atmosphere more awkward.

"Ah Qing, smashed the school for me." Xiao Mohan was obviously angry.

His woman went to school and was expelled? Obviously, he is slapping his Xiao family in the face. If these scumbags are not dealt with, his name, Xiao Mohan, will be written backwards!

Xiao Mohan's mobile phone is connected to the system of Xiaojiage! He checked, and she didn't go back!

There was no sign of her in the monitoring all the way. Obviously, she was still in school.

"It's illegal for you to do this." At this time, a professor said.

Han Changqing listened, turned his head, and punched him!

The professor was hit, and a tooth was blown out. Han Changqing said with cold eyes, "You don't have the right to speak here."

"Ah Qing, perform a carpet search." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Han Changqing responded respectfully and turned to make a phone call.

The whole school is in a panic! I don't know what happened, but many bodyguards in black rushed in and surrounded the whole school.

"Search, we must find her." Xiao Mohan said.

"Master, umbrella." Han Changqing saw Xiao Mohan striding away, walking in the rain, he hurried to catch up.

Xiao Mohan stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at him, and said, "Look at him, if there is something wrong with her, get rid of him!"

"Yes." Han Changqing listened and knew that the master was angry.

Gu Chuyan dropped out of school for no reason, and she was not seen in all the surveillance cameras on the road, so she was obviously still in school! The headmaster is the head of the school and he needs to take full responsibility for the whole thing.

The entire school, the students were all quarantined, no one knew what was going on! Everyone was "invited" to drink tea, and they dug three feet, but they couldn't find her.

It was the first time Han Changqing saw Xiao Mohan so flustered, running around every corner of the school like a lion out of control!

PS: Jiujiu Chongyang reminds me of a poem when I was a child.

Alone as a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my relatives every festive season. Knowing that the brother ascended the high place, there was only one less person who planted dogwood everywhere.

"I wish everyone a happy Double Ninth Festival, remember to call home."