Beautiful Sweetheart

After director Zhao left, there was only president Wang left. His expression was stiff, just like he had swallowed a cockroach.

Ning Ji put away the phone and let out a long sigh. He didn't like it very much. In fact, just now, Ning Ji almost wanted to fight. It's better to grind the crap for a long time than to put down a few punches.

"Mr. Ning, is this too much trouble?" Headmaster Wang is not thinking about whether director Zhao will have an accident. Now he has to think of a way for his black hat. If it's double regulation, it's over.

"Too much noise? Headmaster Wang, I seem to have said before that giving him a chance is actually giving you a chance, but you don't seem to want it very much. " Ning Ji touched chin, sneer way.

Ning Ji thinks that he is a good speaker, but he should remember that Qiu is engraved in his bones. He can remember clearly the cold water that President Wang poured just now.

President Wang's face turned pale. He knew that he was going to die this time. He wanted to slap himself and say something wrong that would kill him.

Looking at the appearance of President Wang, Ning Ji sneered. But for this greedy president, Ning Ji thought that he should not do too much. If he changed a clean president, it would not be so easy to do anything in the future.

In Ning Ji's view, the problem that can be solved with money is not a problem at all.

Headmaster Wang was so anxious that he could hardly sit down. Ning Ji suddenly enjoyed the taste of being an uncle. He simply continued to perform for a while to see how shameless headmaster Wang was.

"Ha ha, in fact, it's not difficult to solve it. As long as you make a phone call, you can keep your black hat." Ning Ji lit a cigarette and said slowly.

President Wang, like catching the last straw, quickly got up and trotted to Ning Ji. He begged and said, "Mr. Ning, you see, I've helped you too. Just help me once. In fact, director Zhao and I are not very familiar."

Ning Ji had expected this change of attitude for a long time. He took a cigarette, cocked his legs, made a face of embarrassment and said, "well, principal Wang, do you remember what you said just now?"

Principal Wang was stunned, and a little flustered flashed in his eyes. But he soon responded and slapped himself hard. The loud voice scared Ning Ji, and the old boy was so cruel.

In fact, it's a bit of a relationship and a way for president Wang to get to his present position. However, after hearing that Ning Ji and Liang Shuhao are so close, he completely gave up the idea of resistance.

If the Secretary of the municipal Party committee of a city is a corrupt official, he can absolutely cover the sky with only one hand and deal with one or two cadres of a certain school. That is a matter of calling.

"Mr. Ning, it's my fault that I was confused by director Zhao. You don't remember villains. Help me this time. What do you want me to do in the future? That's a sentence." Wang continued to plead.

Ning Ji can't put on any more. God knows what terrible things this mercenary headmaster can do later.

"Well, well, I know. This time I will only trouble director Zhao, but I have one condition." Ning Ji certainly can't let him go without any reason. He has already thought about this condition.

"Yes, don't say one condition. I will agree to 100 conditions." Principal Wang's head is like a chicken pecking rice.

"Well, in fact, my condition is very simple, that is, a girl named Xia Tong in your school, if something big happens to her in the school, you must inform me at the first time. I believe that you should have no problem with this condition, headmaster Wang." Ning Ji said with a smile.

"Xia Tong? It's director Zhao's son's President Wang subconsciously said to himself, and then his face froze, as if he understood something.

"Of course, of course, there is no problem with such small things. I'm sure I can do it." President Wang was relieved. His forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

"That's OK. I have something else to do. I'll go first." Ning Ji got up and was about to leave. President Wang sent him to the door of the office. He was as kind as a creditor.

It's rare to pretend to be an uncle. Ning Ji is in a better mood. When he goes home, he has to pretend to be a grandson, but he can't enjoy the pleasure outside.

However, Ning Ji was still a little puzzled. Why didn't miss Xuanxuan urge him to go home to cook? Did she have a conscience? Ning Ji didn't believe it. He was running away from home for breakfast during the day.

Just in case, Ning Ji rushed back to his car and drove home. Now Xuanxuan is his living ancestor.

At this point, the roads in Mindu are extremely smooth, which is very rare, because even in the middle of the night, you will accidentally encounter a few crazy people who are racing.

Ning Ji's heart prayed silently, while he was engrossed in driving, his eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the letter he had left aside. There was almost nothing on the white envelope, so Ning Ji chose to ignore it directly before.

But now, Ning Ji really wants to see what's in it. If it can be sent to Cao Wan's home, it's someone familiar with Ning Ji. Of course, banks are excluded.Ning Ji put the envelope into his pocket, ready to go home and read it again. It's not a good habit to read the letter while driving here.

He rushed home and opened the door to find Xuanxuan sitting in the living room with a suitcase beside her.

If Xuanxuan doesn't wear a police uniform, she will look good in everything. She has a hot figure and almost no weight. Even if she wears dozens of street goods, she can wear temperament.

But it's not the time to appreciate beautiful women. It's OK to wear formal clothes in the daytime and put a suitcase beside you. What's the trouble? Obviously it's not a good thing.

"Xuanxuan, I'm back. What are you doing?" Ning Ji is almost speechless. This is really a young lady.

Xuanxuan glanced at Ning Ji, then threw the key on the table, got up and said, "this is the key here. I put it here. I have to go."

"Go?" Ning Ji was stunned, and then he was in a big hurry. After he had finished loading his uncle outside, he had to start loading his grandson when he got home. The gap between the front and back, the one out and one in, was too big.

"No, it's very good here, Xuanxuan. You haven't fully recovered. It's not too late to leave when you have completely recovered." Ning Ji that call a bitter force of facial expression, daytime just make over, noon came again.

It's said that a small quarrel in three days and a big quarrel in five days are the prelude to breaking up. However, the quarrel just ended a few hours ago, and now it's starting again. This is not the rhythm of breaking up, it's the rhythm of death.

"I won't go. I'll stay and starve to death." Xuanxuan gave a dry smile and looked at Ningji scornfully.

Ning Ji has two big heads. Is Xuanxuan such a temper in real life? Although Ning Ji doesn't have much contact with Xuanxuan, his intuition tells him that Xuanxuan is not such a person at all.

"I really have something to do in the morning, so I'm delayed. If I don't make money, how can I support you in the future, right?" It's easy for Ning Ji to coax Xia Tong, but it's like a war to coax Xuanxuan.

"I need your support? Then you can choose not to raise it. Do I have to marry you? " Xuanxuan laughed, pulled up her suitcase and was about to leave. Her attitude was very firm.

"No, no, I'll make lunch for you now. I'll make what I want to eat right away." Ning Ji takes off his coat and blocks Xuanxuan.

"That's what you said in the morning, but it's only half a day before you break your promise. Ningji, how can you make me believe you?" Xuanxuan stares at Ningji with a look that seems that Ningji has cheated her feelings.

Ning Ji sighs bitterly. Every time he talks with Xuanxuan for less than ten words, he has to get angry. What does it mean that he doesn't want to marry? Did the man go to Ningji and ask Xuanxuan to marry him?

I don't want to talk about the reversal of status. Why make the relationship so stiff? Ning Ji feels that he can't bear Xuanxuan's unreasonable behavior. Isn't it just a meal?

Ning Ji is trying to coax Xuanxuan. According to his previous temper, he has already cut off contact with Xuanxuan, but he really owes a lot to Xuanxuan. Let's take it as debt repayment.

"Yes? Then I'll trust you again. It won't happen again. You'll remember. " Xuanxuan's tone was like a lesson to the children.

Ning Ji felt that her lungs were about to explode. Although Xuanxuan was sticky before, she didn't make such a fuss. Didn't she do it on purpose?

Ningji with a stomach of anger into the kitchen, began his work as a full-time boyfriend.

It's not easy to cook a meal, but it's not enough to make up for the scorn of Xuanxuan. This is not good, that's not good. It's not good to have a meal for nothing, and it's still three or four days. Ning Ji hates such people most.

It's a pity that the target is Xuanxuan. Ning Ji can only be angry.

In order to cover up that he had eaten, Ning Ji had to pretend that he was delicious. Otherwise, if Xuanxuan knew that he had eaten alone outside, he might have to make more trouble.

After dinner, Ning Jidu gave up struggling, anyway, the task of washing dishes has already been imperceptibly to him.

After working hard for a whole noon, Ning Ji is so tired that he lies in bed and sleeps. This day is really more and more difficult. At first, he wanted to take Xuanxuan out to live together. At least, he can have some normal life for men and women. Now, he is better than a free servant.

Ning Ji has a headache. He rubs his swollen temple and wants to take some sleeping pills. In order to make up for Xuanxuan, Ning Ji has offended three women in succession. Now two are missing and one is missing behind closed doors. What's worse?

At this time, Ning Ji suddenly remembered that there was no other arrangement for the letter in his coat. He simply opened it to see what it was. If it was something to fool people, Ning Ji could find someone to vent his anger.

Lying on the bed, he reached for his coat and took out the envelope from his pocket. After touching it, he felt that the envelope was too thin. It was obviously just a piece of paper. It seemed that it was really a letter?

Ning Ji wry smile, what age, still write a letter, should not be a long lost relatives in a mountain write it.Of course, Ning Ji is just entertaining himself. If there are any relatives who have been separated for many years, he will not grow up in the orphanage.

The envelope is the most old-fashioned style. It looks like a piece of scribble paper. Maybe today's junior and senior high school students disdain to use such monotonous scribble paper.

Ning Ji didn't feel that there would be any important information in it. Maybe it was an anonymous suggestion letter from an employee in the company.

These are the conjectures in Ning Ji's mind, which can be regarded as adding hope to this boring afternoon.

However, what makes Ning Ji even more sad is that the things that stick to the edge of the envelope are not glue, but grains of white rice. Ning Ji has a feeling of being fooled.

What's the age, still use rice grain to stick paper, Ning Ji feel that he is almost through? Is this the 21st century.

With a helpless sigh, Ning Ji unfolds the envelope. There is only a piece of white paper in it, and it's very simple. In the copy shop, you can buy a stack for a few yuan.

On the light white paper, there are some words on the back. It seems that they were written with a black signature pen, and the words look pretty.

When Ning Ji took out the writing paper, before he could open it, he saw a line of words on the side of the folded white paper facing him.

Just a few words, but let Ningji whole body tremble, pupil a shrink, even holding the paper hand open can't help but slightly tremble up, the letter paper in Ningji hand tottering, as if at any time may not hold.

And the words on the letter paper, impressively: "Murong snow, the last stroke."