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　　"Thank you Song Shao."

　　"Song Shao please first."

　　"It's still Song Shao's well-connected people. It's not difficult to meet this Meng Tianhou. Our head of the bureau took a lot of effort to meet."

　　......

　　Seeing that it was getting late, Shen Zhuo was about to say goodbye to Meng Chenxi when there was a sudden knock on the door.

　　Immediately afterwards, the door was opened, and a group of people from Hurala came in.

　　"Sir, I really can't come in, sir..." The anxious waiter followed up to stop him, but was pushed aside.

　　Seeing Meng Chenxi, Song Mingjie pretended to be surprised: "Miss Meng, is it really you?"

Chapter 24 God Is Helping Me (6) Asking for Flowers for Evaluation Tickets

　　At this time, Meng Chenxi also recognized the person, and frowned: "Song Mingjie, why are you here?"

　　"That's it, a friend saw your assistant Xu Lin outside during dinner. I guessed that you should be here too, and I guessed right!"

　　"Miss Meng, who is this?" To suppress the jealousy in his heart, Song Mingjie pointed at Shen Zhuo and asked Meng Chenxi.

　　"My friend." Meng Chenxi said in a low voice, without any further intention to introduce Shen Zhuo.

　　Seeing Meng Chenxi protecting Shen Zhuo, Song Mingjie, who had been drinking a lot of wine, suddenly came up with jealousy: "Hehe, this little kid, why don't you introduce yourself?"

　　Seeing Song Mingjie being so rude, and before Shen Zhuo could speak, Meng Chenxi became furious and said angrily, "Song Mingjie, I warn you, be careful when you speak, and don't be rude to Master Shen!"

　　Meng Chenxi was excited, and suddenly called out what she said to Shen Zhuo.

　　Sure enough, Shen Zhuo was startled, it seemed that he guessed correctly, Meng Chenxi really regarded herself as a fortune-teller master.

　　Shen Zhuo couldn't help laughing bitterly in his heart, this misunderstanding was a bit big, no wonder she had such a good attitude towards herself.

　　"Master Shen?" Seeing Meng Chenxi berating himself for a hairy boy, Song Mingjie's face turned red with anger, staring at Shen Zhuo and sneering: "Just you? Wet the bed for a few days, right? You’re here to be a liar? You’re not too timid!”

　　"Hahaha..." Tong Tiancheng laughed when he heard the words, with a strong disdain in his eyes.

　　"Returning the master, just him, the hair has not grown even!"

　　"Now the liars are getting younger and younger, Miss Meng, don't be fooled!"

　　"The liar is so abominable. He actually deceived Miss Meng. Thanks to Song Shao, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!"

　　......

　　Shen Zhuo frowned and didn't speak, he was thinking about how to hit these grandsons hard.

　　Seeing Meng Zhuo sitting there silently, thinking that he was frightened by himself, Song Mingjie was even more proud: "Master, help me calculate, how is my life?"

　　"Hahahaha..." The others followed with a burst of laughter.

　　And Meng Chenxi was so angry that her eyes almost burst into flames: "Song, have you had enough trouble?"

　　"Sister Meng, why are you angry with this group of garbage? It's not worth it." After speaking, Shen Zhuo stood up, walked in front of Song Mingjie, and said with a smile, "You have no light in your eyes, your Yintang is black, and you are about to die soon. The catastrophe is imminent, and the kind that is bleeding."

　　Shen Zhuo had already decided to speak his words first, and after leaving the Songhe Tower, he would ask Meng Chenxi about the details of this grandson, and then pay someone to break his head.

　　Paralyzed, I was not a master, I was a rogue.

　　"My catastrophe is imminent? My head is bleeding? Hahahaha..." Song Mingjie laughed loudly: "Everyone, listen, Master thinks that I will be in a big disaster, hahahaha..."

　　"Nonsense, with Song Shao's background, who would dare to touch him in Zhong Hai!"

　　"Boy, I think you are about to have a big disaster. Offend Song Shao, and your hard days are still to come."

　　"It's ridiculous that the young, stinky juniors actually speak madly!"

　　......

　　Seeing that there was a conflict between the two sides, the waiter was anxious. He didn't know Song Mingjie, but he knew Meng Chenxi. If Meng Chenxi complained about him, he would definitely lose his job.

　　So the waiter hurried forward to persuade: "Sir, I'm sorry, I have something to discuss..."

　　"Go away!" Seeing that Meng Chenxi was protecting Shen Zhuo, Song Mingjie, who was so jealous, pushed the waiter away. The waiter was unsteady and slammed into the Duobao grid where the bottles were placed.

　　When hit by the waiter, a slender-necked pot-bellied blue vase placed in the uppermost grid of the Babaoge swayed violently, and then fell directly, hitting Song Mingjie's head just below.

　　"Bah!"

　　"Whoa!"

　　"what!"

　　With the sound of the porcelain shattering, Song Mingjie suddenly fell to the ground, covered his head and rolled on the ground, screaming like a pig in the private room.

　　And blood flowed out along Song Mingjie's fingers.

　　What the hell!Shen Zhuo was stunned, even God helped me?

　　This...this is too clever!

　　Everyone in the room looked at Shen Zhuo with dull expressions.

　　Is this mouth so open?

　　After being stunned for only a short time, Tong Tiancheng and the other gangsters hurriedly pounced on Song Mingjie, who was lying on the ground.

　　"Song Shao, how are you?"

　　"Oh, so much blood!"

　　"waiter!"

　　"Fight 120!"

　　......

　　"Sister Meng, let's go, don't get bloody for a while." Shen Zhuo said to Meng Chenxi, who was stunned by the side.

　　"Ah? Okay, let's go." Meng Chenxi woke up and quickly picked up her bag and mobile phone and walked out.

　　"Sunglasses, masks." Shen Zhuo reminded Meng Chenxi that if he went out like this, he would not be able to go downstairs for an hour.

　　"Ah, I almost forgot."

　　Downstairs, Xu Lin had already settled the bill, and the three walked out of the hotel towards the parking lot. As for Song Mingjie, life or death had nothing to do with them.

　　When they arrived at the parking lot, Meng Chenxi took off her sunglasses and stared straight at Shen Zhuo with a strange expression.

　　"It's not Sister Meng," Shen Zhuo said with a smile: "Why do you look at me with such eyes? Do I have flowers on my face?"

　　Xu Lin next to her was also puzzled, wondering what happened to Meng Chenxi.

　　"I'm thinking, are you an immortal or not, otherwise why would you know that Song Mingjie is going to be in a big disaster and will have a bloodbath?"

　　"Hey, what should I do?" Shen Zhuo waved his hand, forcefully: "Didn't I tell you earlier, I'm a master, I can figure it out."

　　"I saw with my own eyes today that I truly believe that there are amazing people in this world, Shen Zhuo, you are really amazing!" When Meng Chenxi said this, her face was full of admiration.

　　Shen Zhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I said eldest sister, you really believed it, I was blinded."

　　Meng Chenxi had an expression of disbelief: "Humph, don't you admit that you are a master until now? Is it low-key?"

　　Shen Zhuo was speechless, well, you say it.

　　The two chatted a few more words, and it was not until an ambulance came over that Shen Zhuo said goodbye to Meng Chenxi.

　　"Sister Meng, I still have classes in the afternoon. I'll go first and watch your concert in the evening."

　　"Okay, see you tonight."

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Chapter 25 It's Always Responding to Resentment (1/6) Seeking Flowers and Asking for Evaluation Tickets

　　At the gate of Songhe Tower and Meng Chenxi, Shen Zhuo drove north to the school.

　　After passing an intersection, Shen Zhuo pulled over to the side of the car, took out the envelope that Meng Chenxi gave him, opened it, and found another check for [-] million.

　　It's cool to be friends with rich people, and if you make a move, you need to get started!

　　Shen Zhuo's car just entered the school gate and instantly attracted the attention of many students.

　　"Wow, Shen Zhuo is back!"

　　"So handsome!"

　　"Why didn't I see him so handsome before!"

　　"Yeah, really handsome!"

　　"The term Prince Charming is literally tailor-made for him!"

　　"I just asked, he doesn't have a girlfriend!"

　　"What if you have a girlfriend!"

　　……

　　Under the scorching eyes of the nympho girls, Shen Zhuo parked the car in the parking lot and went straight to the classroom.

　　There is an organic chemistry class this afternoon. On the way, he has called Gao Meng and asked him to help bring the book to the classroom.