2006: School beauty loves me again

Chapter 137 140. Her uncle and her second uncle are both her uncles
A great writer once said: Licking a dog is not a house.

In the same way, you can't kneel and lick your thighs, otherwise your thighs will disgust you and kick you.

Jiulong Group's public relations expenses have not been reduced, but the negative news has not decreased, on the contrary, there is a growing trend.

Ke Shao worked very hard these days, and even found the original tenant of the flagship store in Jiulong Mall, that is, Liu Ju, the owner of the leather goods store.

Liu Ju is a kind person, and he has a good relationship with several merchants in the surrounding area, and has dug out more slots for bullying people in the shopping malls.

Fangyuan felt that Ke Shao was more talented in doing this kind of destructive thing, and the collected information was distributed to Shengdao Media and Dongshan "Daoling Alliance". Vulnerable groups who have suffered and been bullied.

Manufacture and sale of counterfeit goods, inaction in real estate properties, and overlord clauses in shopping malls are all weapons of commercial warfare.

Jiahe Group is an expert in creating public opinion, and Li Muzi understands it well, so there is no need for Fang Yuan to intervene, but Chen Wan doesn't understand, can public opinion really shake the other party's foundation?

Fang Yuan said yes, but it will take time.

"When public opinion and rumors have their own answers, they will drive the same kind and put pressure on the authorities."

Fangyuan has no way of knowing the progress of the task force, and he doesn't want to get too involved with the officials. These are all in charge of Jiahe Group, and he doesn't get involved.

What he needs to do now is to improve his self-protection ability, either to speed up the collapse of the Ling family, or to deepen the bondage with Li Muzi's family's interests. The 800 million yuan for Feichuang Technology alone is really unworthy for Jiahe; or to strengthen himself , but the World Cup is over, and he dare not use the quick money-making method in the "Criminal Law".

Or... it would be nice if a third party came out, that is, the legendary nobleman.

upset.

During the lunch break, Fangyuan didn't eat in the classroom, and didn't go to the small dining table with Lu Xiaofeng and the others. I heard from Liu Xiaosu that those guys abused the mice in the morning, it was really dirty.

He went to a Korean restaurant and ordered a plate of sushi, and then sat down to eat it with Momocha.

Because of the good environment, since Fangyuan completed the transformation of connecting the left and right sides, and the collection of comic books in Si Fat House was turned into exhibits in an entire glass wall, the level of the whole store has been improved.

The quality is good and the price is cheap. The Wuzhong store is full of petty bourgeoisie, and many female students are willing to come and sit during their breaks.

There were two more waiters in the store, including the acting store manager Liu Qingqing, the three of them were so busy that they didn't bother Fang Yuan.

Just as he was about to leave after eating, he almost kissed Liu Han, the physical education teacher who came in the door.

"Ms. Liu? You also like to drink milk tea?"

Fang Yuan took a step back, and Liu Han said, "Huh? Long time no see, Fang Yuan."

Fang Yuan smiled and took out his membership card: "Teacher, what are you drinking? I'll treat you. We have a card."

Walking to the bar, Liu Han said, "You don't need to buy it. I'm buying a drink from the teacher of the physical education group. How can I use your money? I'll buy the teacher when you earn money."

Liu Qingqing looked at Fangyuan and then at the teacher, holding back a smile but not daring to speak.

Liu Han ordered ten cups of coconut milk tea, and Fang Yuan said to Liu Qingqing, "I heard that your store offers teachers a discount?"

"Ah?" Liu Qingqing reacted, and quickly said, "Take... yes, discount."

Liu Han asked: "How much discount?"

Fang Yuan secretly raised a finger, and Liu Qingqing said, "One off?"

"Cough!" Fang Yuan turned his finger sideways.

Liu Qingqing said: "Oh, 81% off, [-]% off, you ordered ten cups, a total of [-] yuan."

Including Liu Han himself, there are only three physical education teachers in the whole school, and there is a high school teacher who stays at home all year round, ten cups? ?

"Mr. Liu, I heard that Mr. Li Xiang is engaged?"

Liu Han obviously let out a soft "hum" from his nose, and then said: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it, and I don't want to ask."

Fang Yuan carried half of it for him, and sent them to the physical education teaching and research group together.

The sports teaching and research group is on the westernmost side of the first floor, next to the canteen. The office is very large, because there are still a lot of sports equipment piled up inside.

Pushing open the door, Fang Yuan was stunned by the picture inside.

Li Xiang was sitting on the office chair, still in sportswear, with his legs crossed, bent over, one hand lifting the dumbbell he gave her up and down, and the other hand pinching his biceps from time to time .

20 pounds, 18 catties, he can't do a few by himself.

Good guy... Fang Yuan remembers that night when he was drunk, he touched her. She was very well-proportioned, not a Vajra Barbie at all, with no obvious muscle lines. Why, how can you look at her effortlessly? Could it be internal strength?

Swallowing her saliva, Fang Yuan put the milk tea on the table.

Liu Han smiled and walked to Li Xiang's side: "Mr. Li, this milk tea is delicious. I bought ten cups for you. Your exercise intensity is too high. You need to add more sugar, or your body won't be able to bear it. Look at you. too skinny."

Li Xiang said, "I don't like to drink."

Well!Fang Yuan thought to himself, what kind of monster is this?Is this a secret that a child can hear?

Just as he was about to say goodbye and run away, Li Xiang stopped him suddenly, shaking the dumbbell in his hand: "Thank you."

"As long as you like it."

After speaking, he ran away.

Ten cups of milk tea with added sugar?Liu Han, Liu Han, if Li Xiang can't really drink it, you deserve to be single!

Back in the classroom, Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and unexpectedly saw Lin Lingshan who hadn't appeared for a long time.

This girl has been studying for a long time since the third year of high school. She is a group of cool people, and she is almost as good as herself.

"Hello, the little rich woman is safe and well, yo, did you get your hair permed? This is a jackal in the painting class... No, the painting class met Langcai?"

Fang Yuan giggled and walked over to say hello.

"Bah!" Lin Lingshan didn't even look him in the eye: "We are all handsome guys in the studio, [-] times more handsome than you. This girl has a good eye, so naturally I can't treat them badly. This is called a woman who pleases herself."

Is this how it is explained?
Fang Yuan would not compare traditional culture with half a foreigner, and said with disdain: "Teach you a truth, you have no good intentions, be careful that you deliberately show your beauty and attract bad-hearted art cafes."

Lin Lingshan giggled coquettishly: "Yes, that's right! Aren't you just a mean boy! Su Su, Wan Yu, you two, be careful of being fooled by this boy! There are many unknown things about him... .”

wipe!It was you who made you earn handling fees?
Isn't it you who is secretly poking at the matchmaker in the post bar, why are you pulling your best friend back in front of you?

Fang Yuan thought to himself that he had never won a quarrel with her, and it seemed that he would have to cram "How to Train a Wicked Woman" after returning home.

The flags died down, Fang Yuan stopped talking to her, and walked back silently.

Lin Lingshan held him back.

Fang Yuan turned around: "Why? A good girl speaks but doesn't move."

Lin Lingshan raised her snow-white chin: "Huh! I'm not a good girl, I know you call me a wicked woman in your heart, go, go out and single..."

"That's called heads-up, uneducated."

Knowing that she must have something to do with her, Fang Yuan was naturally dragged out by her.

Liu Su and Qin Wanyu looked at each other, feeling weird in their hearts.

'Why did Lingshan look for him alone? '

Walking to a very hidden corner of the corridor, Fang Yuan said, "Why did you come to such a corner? You want to kiss me?"

"Who wants to kiss you! Even a plaster statue will not kiss you!"

Lin Lingshan said, "What are you doing tomorrow?"

Fang Yuan said, "The first in grade has to go to class."

"Come on, Susu and the others told me that you haven't had a full day of class this week."

Fang Yuan said, "They lied."

"When will it be?"

"today."

Lin Lingshan gave him a blank look: "My uncle wants to see you at noon tomorrow."

Um?Fangyuan knew that her 1000 million yuan was managed by an asset management company of her uncle. Has the super rich returned to China?

Expensive... noble? !

"Is the first uncle or the second uncle here? Let's say you foreigners can give birth, there are a lot of aunts and uncles."

"Do you care about the uncle or the second uncle? They are all my uncles."

After finishing speaking, the little girl turned her upturned buttocks in her jeans and left, her back was graceful and graceful.

"My lord, go slowly~"

Fang Yuan was overjoyed and stood there quietly for a long while.

The white short-sleeved shirt is a bit see-through. I have to persuade her to dress more conservatively. Even if she doesn't change the outer one, the inner one should be changed to a different color... After all, this is a hot-blooded high school that wears school uniforms.

　Special thanks to book friend: Summer of Timothy.

　　Spent hours in the middle of the night giving me lots of sound advice.

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