Reborn Nobility

Chapter 244 I admire you, Mr. Zhong

The visitors were none other than Zhong Qimou, the richest man in China, who was honored as the "Master of Capital Management" and "the Pioneer of Chinese Private Enterprises" by the Chinese business community at that time, and Li Ming, the vice president of the Central University of Finance and Economics.

Behind them were several accompanying school leaders and a pretty female secretary of Zhong Qimou's, as well as several of Zhong Qimou's bodyguards and school security personnel who came after hearing the news.

Li Ming had large brown spots on his face and his temples were as white as snow, but his hair was neatly combed. He walked over with a solemn look like a well-educated scholar.

College students in the 1990s were very difficult to manage. At that time, there was no CS, no Warcraft, and no Japanese love action movies. College students had too much energy and nowhere to vent. They often gathered on campus to promote various ideas, like Wei Jin

Celebrities talk and debate, even fight over disagreements, and then shake hands and have a good time.

These chaotic behaviors on campus made the old professor in charge of student affairs very angry - why do you have so much energy!

Zhong Qimou is in his fifties, tall and burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is wearing a white shirt and a pair of homespun shoes. He looks like a worker; but his belly is slightly swollen, and he has a slicked back hair, and his style is like that of a worker.

Agency cadres.

In short, his appearance will never remind you of the words "China's richest man".

As soon as he saw that it was his son who was being trampled on the ground, before his bodyguards could react, the big men in black ran over and punched Wei Jin.

Wei Jin was hit on the chest with a "thud" sound, causing Wei Jin to stagger, and he stepped back several steps before he could stand still. He stood behind Xia Xiaoluo with a little fear, and he was furious.

say.

This punch completely stunned Li Ming, and then he couldn't laugh or cry. Just now, the "richest man in China" was talking to him about China's economics education and public welfare undertakings. He looked like a big entrepreneur, but now he was so rude.

He must be like a reckless man.

Zhong Qimou looked at Wei Jin and Xia Xiaoluo with an angry look on his face and said: "Hey! Boy, you are so cruel! In China, there are still people who beat up my Zhong family members! You are not cowardly!"

A flash of anger flashed across Xia Xiaoluo's face, and it disappeared in an instant. He pretended to be surprised that he had just recognized Zhong Qimou, and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Ouch! - Ouch! - This is not Zhong Qimou, the godfather of Chinese private enterprises.

What!"

He immediately went up to him, pretending to be excited, holding Zhong Qimou's hands with admiration, turning his head and saying to Wei Jin: "Jin Zi, come here quickly! Ouch! Zhong Qimou! He's alive! Master of Chinese Capital Operations! Come here, hug him."

Him, don’t let him run away!——”

That expression, that tone, that figure, that movement, it's like the little Shenyang of later generations met "Master Bi". He looks like a fanatical fan!

Wei Jin was immediately confused! Xia Xiaoluo, you are too thick-skinned! Just now you were suppressing others, but now you can praise them to the sky! You can change your face faster than turning the page of a book! No, it is simply worse than when you cheated.

It’s so fast to turn the pages of books!

It was not only him who was confused, but also Zhong Qimou. He could not have imagined that his fans would be so wide, and even teenagers aged sixteen or seventeen would also admire him. It felt really good.

However, fans cannot step on their own sons! Zhong Qimou felt very angry and pushed away Xia Xiaoluo, who was hugging him like a sloth hugging a big tree, and said viciously: "You! I want to cut him off."

Got you."

He waved his palm and hit Xia Xiaoluo. Xia Xiaoluo was quick-sighted and grabbed his arm with lightning speed, then grabbed his hands and held them tightly, making an expression of gratitude that almost made him cry.

He cried and said: "Mr. Zhong, I want to

Unexpectedly, you, you, you - woo woo - you actually shook hands with me! I will not wash my hands for the next year! You, you - woo woo - you are the legendary God of Wealth! I shook hands with you

, I have benefited from your wealth, and if I go to play mahjong, I will definitely win every bet!"

Secretly, Xia Xiaoluo practiced Shaolin Qigong to his full extent and secretly exerted force with his hands. Zhong Qimou felt as if his hands were being clamped by pliers. In addition to pain, he was still in pain!

The strength of the young man in front of him was more than two or three times stronger than that of an ordinary person! It hurt so much that he secretly sucked in a few breaths of air and tried to shake it off but couldn't.

Of course, Xia Xiaoluo's identity is now equivalent to that of a Shaolin monk (outside of the establishment)!!

Xia Xiaoluo continued to pretend to have a shameless expression as if he had met his biological father. He spoke better than he sang, and said movedly: "Mr. Zhong, do you know who I admire the most? The first one is you, and the second one is

Bill Gates! You are like a red sun, shining brightly——"

Finally, this guy started singing directly. Bel canto, right? Full of energy, right? Full of emotion, right?

Suddenly, the expression on Xia Xiaoluo's face suddenly changed, and he pretended to be in great pain. His body couldn't help convulsing, and he screamed miserably, begging for mercy again and again, saying: "Mr. Zhong! Ah-ah-ah.

——My hand hurts so much! It hurts so much! It hurts so much——! Please be merciful and don’t hold my hand!”

Zhong Qimou is really a mute and eats Coptis chinensis. It’s good to say it’s painful. It feels like the bones of his hand are about to break. It hurts terribly.

In desperation, he flew up and kicked Xia Xiaoluo. Xia Xiaoluo was quick-sighted and stepped on Zhong Qimou's foot, directly stepping on the ground with a little effort.

At the same time, he exclaimed, very innocently and aggrieved: "Ah——! Mr. Zhong, kick me! You, you, you——how can you bear it?"

If you add some tears and wipe them, you will be the best actor!

This angered Professor Li Ming. His white hair trembled slightly with anger. He glared at Zhong Qimou and shouted, "Mr. Zhong! Stop! This is the Central University of Finance and Economics! Not your Dade Group!"

In his opinion, it was clearly because of the friction between Xia Xiaoluo, Wei Jin and his son that Zhong Qimou held a grudge. When the fans came to express their admiration, he took the opportunity to pinch the weak hands of the child ###!

This is so ungraceful! Too narrow-minded!

Zhong Qimou's hands were held tightly by Xia Xiaoluo, and one foot was stepped on by Xia Xiaoluo. The key is that it hurt!

Zhong Qimou was so depressed that he breathed cold air in his mouth and said: "Professor Li, it's not me holding him, but him holding me! It hurts me so much! Wow wow -"

Professor Li Ming has always taken good care of his students. If he had a crutch in his hand, he would definitely hit the Chimou's head.

He gave Zhong Qimou a very fair evaluation. Not only was this guy ungraceful and narrow-minded, he was also very hypocritical!

Bullying other children and pretending to be bullied by other children! What a gangster beast, no, not even worse than a gangster beast!

After playing with Zhong Qimou enough, Xia Xiaoluo let go in vain. Then, like a little mouse that saw a cat, he pretended to be scared and hid behind Wei Jin, revealing a pair of frightened and pure eyes.

Zhong Qimou also looked at him in fear, feeling like he was looking at a monster. He knew he had met a strange person!

Li Ming glanced at Zhong Qimou, then at Xia Xiaoluo and Wei Jin, frowned and asked: "What's going on? What does it look like to fight on campus!"

Zhong Lin knew that his father was Li Ming's guest. This time he came to set up a scholarship to give money to the school's God of Wealth!

Now that Zhong Qimou has come and brought his bodyguards, of course he is confident. In his opinion, his father Zhong Qimou just taught Xia Xiaoluo a lesson!

Pointing at Xia Xiaoluo and Wei Jin, he said fiercely: "These two boys beat me! Don't let them escape! Dad, kill him!"

This straightforward expression made Li Ming, who loved his students very much, a little displeased, but he didn't want to get angry. He ignored Zhong Lin and asked Wei Jin in a gentle tone: "Young man, what's going on?"

Wei Jin's language skills were not very good, and Xia Xiaoluo was worried that he would make things that were reasonable to say unreasonable.

He quickly said: "Principal! You don't know, we are so pitiful! They hit us first! We were in self-defense! Look, that birdman is tall and this guy is small and thin. How could it be

His opponent!?”

Li Ming took a look and thought, yes, Wei Jin was thin and not tall, looking like a malnourished and weak scholar; while Zhong Lin was over-nourished and tall.

However, it seemed like this little guy was hitting that big guy just now? He must have been dazzled, it must have been the big guy hitting the little guy. Alas, it’s getting old and it’s no longer useful.

"Cao Ni——" Zhong Lin still swallowed the last word.

Seeing that Professor Li Ming seemed to believe Xia Xiaoluo's words, he pointed at Xia Xiaoluo and said angrily: "You were the one who made the first move, okay?"

Xia Xiaoluo spread his hands and said pitifully to Li Ming: "Teacher, look at how old I am, how could I attack him first?"

This sentence was so suspenseful that Zhong Lin fainted because Xia Xiaoluo looked like a high school student at first glance, and he was an adult in his thirties. According to common sense, his physical strength was definitely stronger than his.

Be strong.

No one believed that a high school student would hit a thirty-year-old man first!

However, Xia Xiaoluo just stamped on him wildly! His fists and kicks were amazing! He had no power to resist and was beaten into a pig's head.

The question is, who would believe what he says?

Li Ming nodded. He didn't believe that a young boy named Xia Xiaoluo would dare to attack a grown-up like Zhong Lin first.

In his opinion, Zhong Lin must have struck first and hit his own students, and then his students fought back.

He smiled bitterly at Zhong Qimou and said, "Mr. Zhong, do you see?"

Zhong Qimou had just witnessed Xia Xiaoluo's prowess, and knew that Zhong Lin, a mute, would definitely suffer the consequences. I was afraid that even the few bodyguards he had together wouldn't be enough for him to step on.

Moreover, for Xia Xiaoluo, a child like him, it was outrageous and unreasonable for him to let his bodyguards do it together on campus.

It seemed that everyone, especially Vice Principal Li Ming, was disgusted with him for "bullying" Xia Xiaoluo just now. If he did it again, it would be even more detrimental to him.

He angrily scolded his son: "Get out of here! You're a disgrace!"

Zhong Lin was so angry that he wanted to explode, but he was very afraid of his father, so he got into the car angrily and glared at Xia Xiaoluo and Wei Jin.

Xia Xiaoluo shrugged helplessly, expressing sympathy and disapproval.