Huadu small security guard

Chapter 66
"Isn't he just a little security guard? Can't you just fire him? Dad, that Zhang Yiming has sent your son to the hospital twice. If you don't let me out, I won't recognize you. Dad!"

Meng Haoran gave Meng Fangui a bad face. This guy has been spoiled and spoiled since he was a child. He is in his twenties and his temper is almost like that of a child. No wonder Qin Wanru is so displeased with his marriage contract.

Meng Fangui came over in a fawning manner, patted his son on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Haoran, his security guard can't be removed by your father. There is someone on top of this guy. You should know about Zhongtian Technology Group, Zhang Yiming." It was personally arranged by Chairman Lin Zhicheng, and many big leaders have expressed their concern for his position in the school, so I can move such a person?"

"Damn it, Zhang Yiming actually has such a lot of energy? Didn't I get beaten for nothing?"

Meng Haoran said indignantly, but he felt helpless. He didn't even dare to trouble Zhang Yiming with things that his father couldn't control.

"Haoran, why did you have a conflict with Zhang Yiming?"

Meng Fangui glanced at his angry son, feeling very distressed. Meng Haoran's domineering character was probably acquired by him as a father.

"Damn, mentioning this makes me angry, Zhang Yiming is secretly with Qin Wanru, if I can bear it, am I still a man?"

Meng Haoran slammed his fist on the desk, the mahogany desk was very hard, but he shook his hands and grinned in pain.

"Son, don't lose your temper so much. Qin Wanru will marry into our Meng family. Although Dad can't control this matter, your uncle will naturally have a solution. Isn't there a reception in her company tonight? I'll give it to you." Your uncle called and asked him to put some pressure on Qin Wanru, so she can only obediently wait for you to marry her."

Meng Fangui hurriedly comforted his furious son.

"Thinking of that bastard Zhang Yiming makes me angry. I don't know why Qin Wanru likes him!"

Meng Haoran imagined Zhang Yiming and Qin Wanru together in his mind, and his heart felt blocked for a while, and his head was faintly green.

"Son, Zhang Yiming is not something we can offend for the time being, but in Liaodong, there is nothing wrong with your uncle. You go down to your uncle's place and tell him your grievances. I think he will definitely help you. Early."

Meng Haoran's eyes lit up when Meng Fangui advised his son, his father was right, no one in Liaodong would dare to show his uncle face, even if Lin Zhicheng stood behind Zhang Yiming, it was useless.

"Okay, I'll go find my uncle right now. Dad, I'm leaving first. You should also be a little restrained. At such an age, your prostate is not very good. Don't talk about business with the secretary all the time."

Before leaving, Meng Haoran did not forget to give instructions, and Meng Fangui was so moved that he was about to cry. His son has really grown up, and he knows how to care about his body.

Meng Haoran opened the door and walked out of the principal's office, just in time to meet Zhang Yiming.

"Isn't this the prince of Liaodong University? You are in such good health that you were discharged from the hospital so soon?"

Zhang Yiming greeted him with a smile, and Meng Haoran shrank his neck and took two steps back in fright. He was beaten by him three times, and Meng Haoran almost formed a conditioned reflex. When he saw Zhang Yiming, he ran away like a beast.

"What are you doing here? I can tell you that my dad is in the office. If you dare to hit me again, I will tell my dad to clean you up!"

Meng Haoran swallowed hard, shrunk his head like a chicken, and warned Zhang Yiming tremblingly.

Zhang Yiming burst out laughing: "Prince, how old are you, do you still need to call your parents?"

"I warn you, my dad is the principal, he will fire you!"

Seeing Zhang Yiming approaching him step by step, Meng Haoran huddled in the corner of the wall, not daring to move, for fear that Zhang Yiming would beat him into the air like the previous few times.

"Prince, why are you so timid? You didn't provoke me, so naturally I wouldn't beat you up, but I don't like the way you bully others."

With a harmless smile on Zhang Yiming's face, he reached out and patted Meng Haoran's shoulder.

Meng Haoran's legs softened, he almost knelt on the ground, and quickly put on a smiling face: "My eyes are so sincere, and my tone is so gentle, how can I bully others? You can ask my father for something. You are busy with your work, and I have other things If you have something to do, your precious time will not be wasted."

"Well, that's more or less the same. It's still the same sentence. Don't come here to provoke me. Even if your father is the principal, it doesn't matter. I'm still willing to do things like beating flying people, you know?"

Zhang Yiming said with a smile, shaking his fist a few times in front of Meng Haoran, and with a little force, the knuckles made a clicking sound.

Meng Haoran swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his bladder sphincter expanded in fright, and he almost peed his pants.

"Understood, brother, I'll get out of the way first."

Meng Haoran's psychological shadow has reached the point where it cannot be increased, and his only thought is to disappear from Zhang Yiming's eyes as soon as possible.

"Go slowly, I won't send you off."

Zhang Yiming has never regarded Meng Haoran as an opponent. What is the difference between a second generation who is in his 20s and still relies on his father, and a waste?
Not bothering to pay attention to him, Zhang Yiming lit a cigarette, pushed the door and entered the principal's office without knocking.

Meng Fangui was calling the secretary with his mobile phone. The secretary can be the secretary when he has something to do, and he can also be the secretary when there is nothing to do.

Seeing Zhang Yiming coming in, he panicked for no reason. He bumped into him once when he was messing around with the female teacher in the office, which meant he had a handle on him. Now that he is investigating these things seriously, he dare not A reason to vent your anger on your son.

"Yiming, next time you come in, you have to knock on the door. You can be regarded as the leading cadre of the school. How can you be so reckless?"

Meng Fangui's attitude is very gentle, if it were someone else, he would have greeted the rash guy and his family long ago.

"I'm sorry, principal, I thought you were having friendly exchanges with the female teacher again, so I couldn't help but want to learn some advanced experience."

Zhang Yiming said with a hippie smile.

Meng Fangui's old face blushed, and at the same time his eyeballs rolled a few times. Zhang Yiming mentioned this matter as soon as he came in. It seemed that he wanted to remind himself that this kid must have something to help himself.

As an old fritter, Meng Fangui immediately guessed Zhang Yiming's intention to seek him, and said with a smile: "Don't learn the advanced experience, what's the matter with you, let's get down to business."

"Damn, you are indeed an old fox, you can tell it at a glance."

Zhang Yiming thought to himself, and stopped beating around the bush: "Principal, I have a distant relative who has come to join me, and I want to arrange a job for him in the school. There is still a shortage of staff in the security team. I want to put him in. It doesn’t require the principal’s consent, so I’m here to find you.”

"Oh, that's all. You are the captain of the security team. You can just watch the arrangement. I don't care about the security department. You just look at it and stay if you think it suits you."

Meng Fangui said with a smile, secretly heaving a sigh of relief, he thought it was a big deal.

"That's it, principal, I'll go first."

Zhang Yiming was about to go out, Meng Fangui's thief eyes rolled a few times, and he called to stop him: "Yiming."

"What's the matter, Headmaster?"

Zhang Yiming turned around and asked, he knew that Meng Fangui would definitely have something to say to him.

"There may be a little misunderstanding between you and Haoran. For my sake, don't bother with him. Young people don't know each other. Let's forget about the past. You should get closer in the future."

Meng Fangui smiled and said that he seemed to have given in. Indeed, Zhang Yiming's background cannot be shaken by a university president alone.

Zhang Yiming smiled slightly, and said earnestly: "Principal, as long as your precious son doesn't mess with me, I will definitely not touch him, but you'd better take care of our son. His bad temper meets such a kind-hearted boy like me." People are okay, but if you meet some vicious and vicious people, you will suffer a lot."

"That is, I will discipline him more in the future."

Hearing Zhang Yiming's words, such a shameless person as Meng Fangui almost vomited. He is kind. His poor son went to the hospital three times in two days. Is this something a kind person can do, but the handle is in his hands , Meng Fangui could only agree sadly.

"Then I'm leaving, Headmaster."

Zhang Yiming greeted him with a smile and walked out of the principal's office.

Meng Fangui's smile immediately froze on his face: "It doesn't matter if you catch me, you will soon know the consequences of messing with the Meng family."

Suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind: "Damn it, this kid fucking took advantage of Haoran, what is our son, doesn't this make Haoran have an extra father!"

Meng Fangui slapped the table angrily, just like his son, he shook his hands and grinned, the table was too hard.

(End of this chapter)