Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 1153 Fanwai: Send this book to hell

It sounds like it makes sense.

Jin Fubao thought for a while, and maintained a suspicious attitude: "Isn't this book yours?"

"not mine!"

Shi Shenqing quickly waved her hand and picked up the books on the ground one by one. In order to prevent others from stealing these textbooks, they were all divided according to their names. It was clearly written on it: "Xiao Ranyu" in three big characters,

When Jin Fubao saw the name, his brows tightened: "Who is this guy?"

"No one." Shi Shenqing said with a look of disgust:
"He's still bullying. He looks like I'm the strongest in the whole world. The bully asked me to bring him books. These books block my way. Otherwise, can I hit you?"

While speaking, Shen Qing sniffed aggrievedly:

"I am also miserable. I was bullied by my deskmate, and I accidentally hit your head. If you are stupid, what an important pillar this country will lose!"

Listen, listen, this is so comfortable.

Jin Fubao straightened his belly when he heard the words: "That's right, if it weren't for this young master's steel frame, if this book of yours was smashed down, my young master's head would have been blown out. By then, my young master will wring your head off. It can't make up for it."

"Yes, yes, the young master is right."

Shi Shenqing rolled her eyes and looked at him with admiration:
"You are the boss, the dignity of the boss, how can a book ruin your dignity? Xiao Ranyu's book hit you, it's because his book was wrong, and his book should be punished."

In this era where all men are seen everywhere, the delicate and charming appearance is really painful, the long eyelashes are flickering, and the admiring gaze makes people feel a sense of pride for no reason.

but?Let the book be punished?

Jin Fubao frowned, thought for a while, looked at Xiao Ranyu's book in Shi Shenqing's hand, and cleared his throat:

"In that case... Ma Qiang, Niu Zhuang, tore up this book and ruined it. If you smashed Master Ben, you should pay his price and send this book to hell!"

"Boss, this is not good." Ma Qiang looked at the book in Shi Shenqing's hand with scruples:
"Everyone has only one copy of this book. If it is damaged, it needs to be reprinted. It is very laborious. If the time comes, it will be blamed."

When Shi Shenqing heard the words, she frowned imperceptibly, and said a little sadly: "That's true."

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Jin Fubao who was obviously hesitant: "Even if it is you, you may not be able to control the life and death of a book, so you can only suffer from this dumb thing in vain."

Speaking of this, she smiled openly: "Forget it, Young Master Jin, please go slowly, I will send him back right away, and avoid a lot of trouble."

"Wait!"

Jin Fubao called Shi Shenqing who was about to leave, although there was a lot of hesitation on his face, but when he saw Shi Shenqing's expression that was obviously not admired just now, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

All these words have been said, is there any reason not to do it?
He turned to look at his little follower: "If you tell you to tear it, you can tear it up! Can't this young master even control the life and death of a book?"

"But?" Ma Qiang still disagreed: "If the dean finds this out—"

Seeing that he was still moaning, Jin Fubao didn't have the slightest decisiveness as his subordinate, so his eyes widened in displeasure.

"You don't tear it up, do you? I tear it up!"

After that, he picked up the thick book, tore off a few pages without hesitation, and it was the first page, then tore it into pieces, and threw it on the ground: "Hmph!"

"Wow..." Shi Shenqing was dumbfounded: "The young master is so tall and handsome when he does such a thing."

(End of this chapter)