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"It's only natural to use money to do things. There is nothing to be ashamed of. As long as things are done beautifully, I don't care about money!" The prince said with the attitude of a rich man.

Seeing that the scene was almost finished, Ou Huajun walked down the steps, smiled and nodded at the prince, as if he was forced to accept the reward from the prince.

Ou Huajun took out a pen and paper, wrote a bank number, and handed it to the prince with a smile: "Tomorrow night, the campus forum will definitely be popular, just wait and see!"

The prince is quite satisfied with Ou Huajun's firm tone and efficient promise.

Now that he had such a good strategy to deal with Zhang Lan, the prince held back his sulking for the time being, but sulking is always harmful to health, and the prince needs to vent.

After chatting with Ou Huajun, the prince drove to the "Heavenly Human Nightclub" in City H, where he vented his anger on the naked girl.

The Prince's Lamborghini stopped at the entrance of the "Heavenly Human Nightclub" shining with neon lights. After the figure slowly entered the hall, a black Audi car also stopped not far behind the blue Lamborghini. Sitting is a man in a black suit and sunglasses.

After the Audi stopped, the man took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Master, the young master didn't go to revenge on that Zhang Lan, but asked a gangster roommate of Zhang Lan for questioning. Suggesting ideas in a coffee shop."

"The child can be taught. He can hold back his breath and think of tricks. My prince has grown up. Is he still in the coffee shop?" Li Mingbo's gratified voice came from the phone.

"Uh...Young master has entered the nightclub between heaven and earth." The man in black didn't dare to hide it.

"What, it's fine, let him vent a bit, you get in too, and pay attention to protect his safety." Li Mingbo still understands the prince better, because their father and son are the same.

"Yes, master. That kid Zhang Lan, do you want me to take the time to teach him a lesson?" The man in black asked as if asking for credit.

"Nonsense, I have already called a leader of Huada University. Don't be rough in advance. Do the work on the table first. After receiving the news from Director Gu, we will make a private decision."

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In fact, the main reason why Li Mingbo didn't dare to do anything to Zhang Lan was that he still didn't understand the relationship between him and Luo Binger. He needed the Gu director of the Political and Educational Department to insinuate and see if he could find any clues.

Poor Zhang Lan himself doesn't know that two conspiracies against him have already started, and he is about to face disaster. At this time, he is still performing his duties as a bodyguard, personally protecting his client Luo Bing'er.

Since the lesson of the "Prince's Gate" incident last time, Luo Bing'er would ask Zhang Lan to follow her wherever she went, except for classes and toilets, for fear of encountering such bloody incidents as "Prince's Gate" again.

Luo Bing'er, a great beauty, has attracted a lot of attention. The two of them have been inseparable for a long time, and it is inevitable that someone who cares will notice them. They even took a photo of the two of them secretly, but they are completely ignorant.

The crown prince did not take revenge on Zhang Lan these days, which made Zhang Lan feel that this kind of cold response is actually more terrifying than hot revenge. He always felt that this might be the short calm before the stormy night. Even if Luo Binger relieved him, If this matter is not properly resolved, the stone in Zhang Lan's heart will always hold him down and he can't breathe. This kind of dreadful life and being missed by the enemy is really difficult!

After school was over on Thursday afternoon, Zhang Lan was called by Luo Binger to do odd jobs, and helped her go to the school's student supply store to buy some painting supplies.

When Zhang Lan carried a large stack of rice paper and dye boxes to the car, his cell phone rang.

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

"Hello, are you Zhang Lan? I'm Director Gu of the School's Political and Educational Office?" A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone.

Zhang Lan thought: Director Gu?Could it be that they came to ask for debts, but it hasn't been a month yet?Could it be about a fight? The prince told the school that he didn't plan to do it privately, but to make it public?

"Uh, what does Director Gu want from me?"

"You'll find out when you come to my office!"

Before Zhang Lan could find out the location of his office, he hung up the phone over there. Director Gu is quite authoritative.

Seeing that Zhang Lan answered the phone with an uneasy face, Luo Binger, who was holding a box of dye, stepped forward and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"No, Director Gu of the Political and Religious Office called and asked me to go to his office."

"Oh, Director Gu? What did you say? Did they know about the fight with the prince?" Luo Binger guessed.

"I don't know yet. I'll find out when I wait. You can drive over there and go home. I'll go to the Political and Religious Office from here." Zhang Lan didn't want Luo Binger to make a detour for him.

"Okay, then I'll go back to eat. If he dares to make things difficult for you, call me."

After speaking, Luo Binger went to drive, turned the car around, and drove it away from another road.

Unexpectedly, this cold beauty would also say caring words, which surprised Zhang Lan.

Looking at the back of her receding red scorpion, Zhang Lan faintly felt that Luo Binger didn't seem to be as cold as she appeared on the surface. Her coldness might be a kind of protection, a kind of cover, a kind of weapon to avoid getting hurt!

Luo Damei's words sounded very heart-warming, which made Zhang Lan feel a little grateful in his heart, but it was not too aggressive, and it was a last resort. Zhang Lan didn't want others to say that he was dependent on women.

A few minutes later, Zhang Lan came to a white office building. After entering the lobby, he looked at the office map on the wall. After finding out the location of the office of the Political and Educational Office, Zhang Lan took the elevator to the sixth floor and walked straight to the ancient Head to the director's office.

"Dong dong dong" Zhang Lan knocked on the wooden door of the director's office of the political education department.

"Come in." A slightly official voice came out.

Zhang Lan politely pushed the door open and entered, and found a thin middle-aged man with silver-rimmed square eyes, with stern eyes, sitting on a chair and looking at him strangely.

Why was it a strange look, because Director Gu was thinking in his heart: How did this humble Zhang Lan, who was born in a humble family, offend the prince and let his father Li Mingbo call him to ask questions?

"You are Zhang Lan?" Gu Hong raised his eyes and asked, behind the transparent lens, he shot a stern gaze.

"Well, I don't know what orders Director Gu asked me for?" Seeing that Director Gu did not have a smiling face, and there was a hint of guilt engraved on his gloomy face, Zhang Lan asked directly without a good face.

"What are your orders? You don't know what you are doing yourself?" Director Gu put on the appearance of a high-ranking judge, his body exuded a domineering aura, and his expression was majestic and indifferent. Zhang Lan felt harsh and displeased slightly: "This time, you will give me a slap in the face, and treat me as a soft persimmon to be bullied?"

Zhang Lan has learned this kind of strategy of leading and controlling people in "Thick Black Studies", and he also knows a thing or two. This kind of people often like to put shit on your head, put a high hat on you, and make you mess up , Fear in my heart, so I slowly listened to him.

Now that he knew that Master Gu was uneasy and kind, Zhang Lan didn't need to be polite to him. He stared at his small eyes behind the glasses and asked coldly, "I know it in my heart? I don't know what it means?"

The change in Zhang Lan's attitude, the dissatisfaction and pretense in his tone made the leader very dissatisfied, and he thought to himself: How dare you come here without saying soft words?

"Still pretending, what's the matter? If you don't say it, let me tell you!" Director Gu pointed to the side and stood aside, and said with a cold face as if scolding a pupil for making mistakes.

"Mr. Li Mingbo of Tianlong Group, he has personally called Xingshi to inquire about his crimes. Why are you pretending? He asked how our school is managed, so that his son and classmates were severely injured, and no one cared ?Although he was magnanimous and didn't call the police, but as the director of the school's political education, I must ask the matter clearly so that I can give Mr. Li an explanation!"

Seeing Director Gu's expression of taking care of the overall situation and only thinking about the school, Zhang Lan felt disgusted: If an ordinary person called you instead, would you work so hard?

"Quickly ask, what exactly do you want to know, I have something else to do!" Zhang Lan said with a disgusted and impatient expression.

This tone and expression made Director Gu deeply feel that his personality was insulted, and his anger was fueled. Huo stood up, raised his hand, slapped his desk fiercely, and said angrily: "Do you know who you are? You know what you are doing." Who are you talking to? Such an arrogant attitude? I don’t know if this is the Department of Political Science and Education. If you dare to speak rudely, you will be accused of disrespecting the teacher!";