Returning from the 900th floor

Chapter 11 In person

This time the person who appeared at the door of the classroom was the chubby head of the department.

There were several people standing around him.

The first one was wearing a straight woolen coat and a gray women's suit underneath. She looked like a frail and graceful little woman, but she had a strong aura about her. Wherever she stood, she seemed to be in full aura and not to be approached by strangers.

Who could it be if it wasn't Tong Xiaolei?

I don’t know whether it’s because the name of the First Financial Group is too scary, or because my chubby body is more afraid of heat, but the dean’s forehead is sweating.

After shouting, he saw that there was no movement in the classroom. Those who should be watching the excitement were watching the excitement, and those who were supposed to be having fun gathered together to have fun. He was a little anxious and casually asked the nearest students: "Do you remember that I stopped me to ask questions before class?" That classmate? Where did he go? "

This is a statement without hope.

There are many first-year students in the college who don’t know each other even if they are in the same department.

Unless you are famous.

Otherwise, it is normal to not be able to call someone by name in person, or not recognize the person by name.

Unexpectedly, the students in the first row turned around cautiously and pointed at the group of people "getting together for fun", indicating that they were there.

"Isn't this a delay?" The head of the department took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat. He walked to the crowd of people in person and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way, stop playing. Where is Wang Wei?" ?”

The girls on the periphery heard the voice and turned around to see it was the dean of the department. They immediately calmed down and hurriedly stepped away to both sides.

The battle in the center was fierce, and everyone was too involved to react for a while.

When the department head pushed aside the crowd and saw Wang Wen, whose face was covered in blood, his face was so gloomy that it almost dripped with water.

He took out a clean tissue and pressed the wounds on the heads and faces of Wang Wen and the thin boy, and looked around coldly.

A group of girls around were stunned.

One or two of them didn't dare to say anything, and stood by with their hands and feet tied.

"Nonsense!" The usually kind-hearted dean became even more frightened when he got angry. He yelled angrily, scaring the girls around him into silence.

"The person who did it today!" The department head pointed in a circle with his stubby fingers, and said without mercy: "Everyone will be recorded as demerit! I will personally handle this matter, and no one can escape! I want to see it before class tomorrow. If you don't want to go to the teaching office, do you hear me clearly?"

After the girls dispersed obediently, even Yu Zhi, who was still in a daze, was pulled away.

The head of the department asked Wang Wen with concern: "Are you okay?"

Wang Min asked the skinny boy with concern: "Are you okay?"

The skinny boy wiped his nose and said angrily: "The teacher came early, otherwise they would be finished! I will soon fight back!"

‘You can pull him down! If it's any later, you'll die! ’

Wang Min and the dean of the department looked at each other and saw this tacit inference in each other's eyes.

Wang Min nodded and said to the department head: "Thank you, teacher. What do you want from me?"

The head of the department slapped his forehead and said, "I'm so angry. Come with me. Someone is coming to see you by name."

Wang Min followed his walking direction and saw the man standing at the door with a pursed smile, and he understood.

She patted the skinny boy on the shoulder to signal him to take a rest, and then followed the dean of the department to the door.

There were bruises and blood on his face, and his expression was calm and indifferent. He walked across the room and at the front of the classroom under the gaze of all his classmates, as if the chaos just now was just a play between children, and he was not at ease at all. superior.

Yu Zhi, who was sitting in the middle of the classroom, looked at the figure walking in the front with a dazed look in her eyes.

Why?

He is obviously just a poor student with low grades, no excellence, no special skills, and no attention-grabbing presence.

A boy who clearly looks like a joke still writes a love letter to himself in a ridiculous way.

Why does it feel different lately?

Obviously nothing has changed.

Why was Cheng Queyi looking for him and the department director also looking for him?

Shouldn't this sense of growing distance that never changes overnight should be a "privilege" for girls like me?

On the day of graduation, I let my long hair loose, put on beautiful makeup, changed out of my long-sleeved school uniform and put on a skirt or shorts to reveal my straight, white legs, and amazed my classmates who had been in the same class for many years. These were all things I had done before!

I have always left others behind, and I have only seen regret on other people's faces while I have been proud to move forward.

what is it today?

Obviously nothing has changed!

Why?

Yu Zhi looked at the door where the figure had disappeared, and remained silent for a long time.

outside the classroom.

Wang Wen and Tong Xiaolei's hands shook lightly and then let go.

Tong Xiaolei smiled and stared at his face, trying to see something unnatural on his face.

Who would have thought that Wang Wei simply wiped it with a tissue and nodded: "Don't worry, it's just a skin injury and it won't affect my collection of money."

"What do I have to worry about!" Tong Xiaolei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She extended her hand to the distance and said, "Please, Mr. Selling?"

Wang Wei looked at the dean of the department in surprise: "Where are you going? Isn't she looking for me?"

The dean of the department wiped his sweat with his handkerchief and nodded in agreement.

This situation finally aroused Wang Wen's curiosity.

A group of people rushed straight to the dean's office.

On the way, the head of the department also found the lecturer and helped Wang Wen take leave from the following classes.

If the head of the department personally comes forward to ask for leave, what else is there to say?

The lecturer nodded decisively and said that he would keep class records to facilitate Wang to review his studies at any time.

Even before this, the lecturer had never known that Mr. Wang was in his class.

The unprecedented treatment allowed Wang Wei to officially experience the power of the First Financial Group in the "mundane world".

I didn't have this opportunity in my previous life.

He had left the academy for many years when he joined the group.

The environment is different.

The feeling is naturally different.

The flattery of those businessmen in the outside world who are full of copper odor is not as good as the special treatment from the college teachers?

This used to be a treatment reserved only for top students!

Leader of the Central Team of the First Foundation's Intelligence Department?

Wang Min glanced at Tong Xiaolei not far away from the corner of her eye.

No.

I'm already very familiar with her, and I can talk to her face to face. There's no need to go to the dean's office to talk.

Was it because the test results were obtained and the mysterious team leader came to see people in person?

That's not right. The status of the leader of the upper group is respectable enough, but he is not so cautious.

The rest of the answers are already coming out.

Wang Wen was a little surprised.

No way?

It’s just a piece of 69th floor information.

Perhaps more unpopular.

There’s no need to work so hard, right?

When he arrived at the dean's office and saw the old man with white hair on the chair, Wang Wei couldn't help but feel shocked this time.

The dean's room was full of people.

Even the dean stood. .

The dean of the department who led the way was not even qualified to enter. He only took him outside the door and stopped wiping his sweat.

Tong Xiaolei, who had been smiling and saying nothing all the way, slowed down her steps before entering the door, and put away all her smiles when she lowered her head.

After making sure that nothing could be seen from the corners of his mouth or eyes, and that everything was ready, he led Wang Min to walk one meter in front of the old man.

"Sir, Wang Wen is here."

Tong Xiaolei reported with her back straight and her head down meticulously.