Reborn King of Marketing

Although this autumn rain did not cause flooding, it also brought widespread cooling to eastern Shandong.

The deeper the night goes, the lower the temperature becomes, making early autumn feel like winter.

People who couldn't stand the cold had already hid in their homes, so the streets in the county seemed particularly empty.

On the contrary, the gate of the county security team was very lively.

Several commercial vehicles of different colors were parked on the street, and five or six people in security uniforms escorted a group of people out of the door.

Among them, Jiang Hongchao also had the dean of students and the director of security.

A middle-aged man with combed hair shook hands with the security team and said goodbye with a smile on his face, and then these people got into the car one after another.

If Zhang Xuebing was definitely slandering here, he had just been locked up in the afternoon and had already been released before he spent the night. This relationship is quite hard.

In one of the cars, a middle-aged man named Bentou was sitting in the passenger seat with a gloomy expression on his face, and he scolded in a low voice.

"Xiao Chao, you are getting more and more trouble-making. You have joined the security team. You will not go directly to prison in the future. From now on, you just stay at home while I arrange a school transfer for you."

In the back seat, Jiang Hongchao huddled up in a ball, looking very pitiful. The middle-aged woman next to him stretched out her jeweled hands and gently stroked his hair, saying distressedly.

"In college, can't you talk to your children properly? Does Xiao Chao's head still hurt? Mommy will go home and prepare something delicious for you!"

Jiang Daxue turned his head from the passenger seat and snorted coldly, "Eat, just eat. If you get off again, you will go to jail!"

Jiang Hongchao's emotions that had been brewing for a long time finally burst out, and he burst into tears.

"father......"

Jiang Daxue sneered, "Don't call me dad, you are my ancestor!"

The woman in the back row laughed angrily, raised her hand and slapped Jiang Daxue.

"I'm in my forties, but I'm not doing well. I'd better think carefully about where to transfer my son to another school. He'll be taking the college entrance examination soon. What if this delays his homework?"

Jiang Daxue said angrily, "It's better to delay your homework than go to jail!"

Jiang Hongchao said with great grievance.

"Dad, you really don't blame me for this!"

Jiang Daxue glared and shouted, "If I don't blame you, how can you blame me?"

"You can't communicate well with your children in college. Rough methods can only lead to more rough results!" Jiang Hong complained to his mother.

"Okay, I'll give him a chance." Jiang Daxue held his breath and said to his son, "Tell me why I don't blame you?"

Jiang Hongchao burst into tears.

"During the report today, Su Xin'er from our class was flirting and hugging a boy outside the school on the side of the road. It was really offensive. I couldn't stand it any longer, so I went over and said a few words to let them pay attention to the impact."

"Son, you are doing the right thing. The older girl is so shameless. This kind of girl should not be allowed to go to school!" Jiang Hong interrupted and said to his mother.

A wise son is like a father. Jiang Daxue knew his son's virtues and rolled his eyes.

"Okay, was it because the other party was being unreasonable and hit someone despite not listening to your dissuasion? How did you get into the situation? Even the principal and the security team were not biased towards that person, right?"

Jiang Hongchao blushed in a rare blush, "Actually, the process is really not important. What that man said was so irritating. He actually said that the entire county and even the companies in Luoning City would look at him and that he would annex all the companies in the future. You

Are you saying it’s irritating or not?”

Jiang Daxue sneered and looked at his son with scrutinizing eyes.

Jiang Hongchao knew that she could no longer make it up, so she had no choice but to lower her head and tell the truth.

"Actually, it doesn't matter who is right or wrong. Today I was beaten all over the floor in front of the study gate, and then I was expelled from the school. If you don't retaliate, people will laugh at you, the president of the Chamber of Commerce.

Soft!"

"Nonsense, Xiaochao, how can you speak to your father like this? Please apologize to him immediately!" the middle-aged woman reprimanded in a rare and severe manner.

When Jiang Daxue heard this, not only was he not angry, but a happy smile appeared on his lips.

"Son, being able to say this shows that you still have some brains. That's right. Right and wrong are not important. What is important is attitude. My son was beaten and expelled. If I don't do something, he will really be with me in the future.

Shit on your neck!”

After Jiang Daxue finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Help me check someone. My hometown is Zhangjiacun..."

In the dog farm, Zhang Xuebing and Zhao Xianming had almost sobered up and were exchanging some details about the selection of young entrepreneurs.

The three people who were drinking heavily in the restaurant discovered that Zhang Xuebing and Lao Zhao had not returned since they went to the toilet.

Zhao Xianming immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, "Hey, the two of you who went to the toilet may have fallen into a pit. Come back and drink quickly!"

It seemed that there was no way to escape the drink, so Zhang Xuebing had no choice but to help Zhao Xianming, who was weak under his feet, back to the dining table.

Taking a closer look, Zhang Xuebing gasped. There were six empty wine bottles on the table. On average, the three of them drank two bottles each in less than an hour.

Zhao Hanyun smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. I taste good wine and I will never force anyone to drink. I called you here mainly because Gao Fei wanted to chat with the students!"

Zhang Xuebing thought Gao Fei wanted to get a serious car to use as a taxi, so he laughed.

"Brother Gao wants to speed up, right?"

Gao Fei smiled and said, "Yes, I want to speed up, but instead of driving a taxi, I plan to try your car!"

Zhang Xuebing was stunned and then thought that it must have been Zhao Hanyun at the wine table who persuaded him to change his mind and agree to be his bodyguard.

He immediately cast a grateful look at Zhao Hanyun.

Zhao Hanyun understood what Zhang Xuebing meant, and hurriedly waved his hands and said with a smile, "Don't thank me, it's because the little panda said good things to you that Gao Fei decided to give it a try!"

After drinking, Xiong Zhan's fat face became white and rosy, making him look more like a panda. He grinned.

"Boss, you don't need to thank anyone. We brothers should thank you. You don't dislike us as big bosses and respect us everywhere. This is enough. What's more, you also asked Jiaomu Jiao to leave a channel outside for us.

Way back!"

Xiong Zhan picked up the wine glass and raised his hands in all directions, signaling for everyone to pick up their glasses.

"I, Xiong Zhan, had originally been slowly ambitious, but now I have seen through it. I can never make a name for myself by working alone. I decided to hang out with the boss after I finish handling the family affairs. Everyone, after drinking this glass of wine, let's say

Say goodbye to the past and move toward a new world together!"

Everyone responded by drinking the cup.

Zhang Xuebing was extremely excited. He never expected that after what happened today, Xiong Zhan and Gao Fei would come to join him. This would be like adding more power to a tiger.

Excited, he immediately filled the cup again and said loudly.

"I, Zhang Xuebing, have no other abilities. Thanks to everyone's respect, from now on, if I have a bowl of rice, I will never let my brothers drink water!"

That night, Zhang Xuebing also forgot to keep a clear head. He and the others drank until it got light, and then he was helped back to the room to rest.