Rebirth of the Evil Life

One thousand two hundred and thirty-six chapters

Come on for a thunderbolt!

This night, it is destined to be happy and sad.

The 12,240 students on the Harvard campus sang, danced, and laughed in the square of the office building, making this biting cold wind a testimony of their youth, and making this -8-degree extreme cold a prelude to their passion. This night, the relationship between Harvard students reached an unprecedented harmony, and on this night, these 12,240 Harvard students exchanged icq numbers, and then set up a website to commemorate this evening’s memorable event.

In contrast to the carnival of 12,240 Harvard students, Principal Lawrence-h-Samous looked unhappy in the warm office in the office building. Seeing how happy the Harvard students downstairs are, singing, dancing, and delicious and spicy, they are hungry upstairs, apart from not being cold, not only hungry, but also thirsty. The little water in the office has long been drunk by the hungry principal and assistants. They are now running out of ammunition and food! What's even more frustrating is that after ordering pizza, they can no longer make calls, and the network is also disconnected, which makes it impossible for them to ask for help.

"Principal, what should we do now? Should we continue to wait for them to leave, or go down to make peace?" The assistant listened to the laughter coming from below and the faint smell of chicken wings, and the stomach was squirming unnaturally. If it weren't for fear of losing their jobs, the assistant would have slipped away.

Principal Lawrence-h-Samus glared at the assistant. Waiting for these students to retreat automatically, isn't that a joke? Seeing how happy they are now, I'm afraid they will continue to toss like this until dawn. But when it comes to making peace, Lawrence-h-Samus will never do it. In his philosophy of life, he has never yielded to the word, especially to these students, he would rather not be the president of Harvard!

But now I am hungry! ——The assistant touched his stomach innocently and looked at Lawrence-h-Samus pitifully.

Looking at the poor eyes of his only subordinate now, Lawrence-h-Samus was also helpless. Originally, he could let his subordinates go back, but if even his assistants were gone, he would be left as a polished commander here to endure hunger. Listening to the students' ridicule, Lawrence-h-Samus felt that if that was the case, he would be too. It's too pitiful. Therefore, this assistant must not leave!

"Well, let's... go to sleep, and you won't be hungry when you fall asleep!" Principal Lawrence-h-Samus figured out the only way to relieve hunger for a long time. Although this method is a bit 2, but it is also the only method currently.

With a bang, the assistant collapsed to the ground. It's the 21st century now. In Boston, the top five city in the United States, and the city center, he actually needs to sleep to relieve hunger. This is really a tragedy in life.

"From the very beginning I shouldn’t have come to Boston. If I were not in Boston, I would not have met this **** principal. If I had not met this **** principal, I would not have become an assistant to the principal. If I had not become an assistant to the principal, I would I won’t be trapped in this teaching building today, with no food or drink..." The sorrowful urge to the extreme, the dizzy assistant, who was a little hungry, lay on the ground, vomiting out the words in his heart. He felt that he was too sad!

"You—say—what—what!" Lawrence-h-Samus heard the assistant's series of tongue-twister-like remarks, blowing his beard and staring at him. Those little **** outside were just doing it right with him. I didn't expect that my assistant would also do it right with him.

"I...I..." The assistant also knew that he had said something wrong. Although it was true, he should never say it at this time. Especially when Lawrence-h-Samus has been extremely irritable and jealous and crazy, he will tell the truth from the bottom of his heart.

"You bastard! It wasn't me back then, you were just a small worker washing dishes in Boston, not me, you never want to be an assistant with an annual salary of 40,000 dollars now, not me, you are even less likely to buy a house, marry a wife and have children, but You betrayed me! You are a wolf-hearted and ambitious thing, I'm xxxx..." Lawrence-h-Samous pointed at the assistant's nose and screamed, venting all the grievances and anger in his heart to the assistant.

At first, the assistant was scolded with trembling and cringing, but at the end of the scolding, the only courage in the assistant's heart was also scolded. They were all born to parents, so why can you scold me like that.

"Sams, do you think you are very good? Yes, without you, I don’t have the decent job today. Without you, I wouldn’t be able to get an annual salary of $40,000. Without you, I wouldn’t be able to marry a wife and have children in Boston. , But do you think I have not paid! In the past few years, I have worked like a horse by your side, and have been as loyal as a dog, but I still get scolded by you every day. As long as you have a slight disobedience, you will vent your grievances on me. Do you think I'm having a good time!" The assistant glared at Samus, shouting angrily.

Lawrence-h-Samus was taken aback. In the past three years, his assistant has never rebelled against him like this. He did not expect to betray him at this critical moment. This made Lawrence-h-Samus extremely angry and extremely crazy.

"Get out! You **** get out of here! From now on, you will no longer be my assistant, and I don't need your kind of helpless assistant!" Samus pointed to the door and said.

"Just leave, Samus, like you, no one can accept you, you brutal and bossy arrogant!" The assistant grabbed his clothes angrily and walked out.

At the door, the assistant stopped and bowed to Lawrence-h-Samus, "Anyway, I still thank you for everything." After speaking, he left without looking back.

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Asshole, shit, crackling... all kinds of nasty words came out of Lawrence-h-Samus. But after being exhausted, Lawrence-h-Samus realized that he was the only one left in the entire teaching building at this moment.

I, Lawrence-h-Samus, will never succumb to you stupid students! ——Lawrence-h-Samus opened the window and yelled at the many students downstairs.

But at the moment, 12,240 students were all caring, and no one cared that someone upstairs was barking. Only Lin Feng, who was always paying attention to the situation upstairs, noticed.

"Who!" A few students who were in charge of guarding and preventing Principal Lawrence-h-Samous from absconding during the night found someone coming downstairs.

"It's me, fellow students, I fell out with that **** Samus, and I will never play for him again!" The assistant walked down angrily.

Several classmates looked at each other in a daze. Unexpectedly, the assistant who was regarded as the most loyal lackey of Lawrence-h-Samous actually fell out with the principal. This is naturally good news for many students. But what should I do with this assistant now? After all, no one knew whether he was telling the truth or lies. Today they blocked Lawrence-h-Samus here, just to let him surrender, and it is best to let him get out of the position of Harvard president and change the free academic atmosphere of Harvard before. But what should the assistant do now?

After all, they are just students. They can demonstrate and block the principal, but they must not really be imprisoned, otherwise it would be illegal. Right now the principal refused to come down because of his self-esteem. Otherwise, if Lawrence-h-Samus really came down and angered everyone, everyone couldn't really do anything about it. It's only a sneer or a scolding. It's a pity that Samus's self-esteem makes him absolutely unwilling to endure such insults.

"Everyone, how do I say something?" Lin Feng walked over at this moment. These students are limited by experience and don't know how to deal with this situation at the moment, but Lin Feng has a way.

"This should be Mr. Morton! I want to ask, what's the situation with Principal Samus now?" Lin Feng asked the important point in the first sentence. This is the key to distinguish whether Morton is telling lies or truth.

"Mr. Samus hasn't eaten for ten hours now, and the water upstairs has been drunk. Now he is probably sleeping." Assistant Morton said briefly about the situation upstairs.

Lin Feng nodded. I silently analyzed the information I got from the teachers in the office, and it was almost the same as Morton said.

"So now Mr. Morton is coming down to prepare for negotiations or make peace?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"I'm not Samus's assistant anymore. So all this has nothing to do with me. I just want to go home and eat a sandwich, take a shower, and sleep beautifully." Morton was tired. Say. On this day, he was exhausted from tossing and fell out with Samus again. He just wanted to go home at the moment.

Lin Feng thought for a while, but didn't plan to let Morton leave. This time, since many students are fighting against Samus for themselves, Lin Feng will help many Harvard students to win because of his emotion and reason. This is to vent his anger (I heard Samus openly saying that he was just a idiot. Lin Feng hates his scum). Second, he sells many students as a favor, and hopes that all the future leaders of the United States can enter his company in the future. It was a crucial moment now. Although Morton probably didn't lie. From his tone, demeanor, and clothes, he should have fallen out with Samus and walked out angrily, but Lin Feng still didn't want to take any risks.

You know, Samus is the former deputy secretary of the Treasury of the United States and has many contacts. If Morton was sent out to help rescue the soldiers, what a disaster! Trapping it in it now is the most ideal way at the moment. Lin Feng must force this Samus to voluntarily admit defeat, and then Lin Feng will naturally have a way to force him to Liangshan, and finally force the palace, let him get rid of Harvard automatically.

Since there is a trouble, we must let this Lawrence-h-Samous be dismissed from the Harvard principal! ——Lin Feng swears secretly.

"Morton, I have sandwiches and hot coffee here. It's better to sit down and drink something before leaving. And I also want to know what you plan to do in the future." Lin Feng said with a smile.

Morton really wanted to go home at the moment. Since following this Samus for the past three years, he rarely goes home to serve this Samus. He has neglected his wife and children a long time ago, and he is full of guilt at this moment. I want to go home with my wife and children. But when Lin Feng said that, although he wanted to leave, he could only stay. After all, Lin Feng is the richest man in the world, and he can't help but give him a job, not to mention that he might be able to give him a job.

"Oh, the sky is speechless. Now that tyrant of Samus is still enjoying the air conditioning and heating, but we are drinking northwest wind here. It's really better than others and maddening! I really hope that God will cut the wires with a thunder. Broken." Before Lin Feng left, he suddenly sighed up to the sky.

When the student heard the words, his eyes lit up.

Morton glanced at Lin Feng, then looked at the office of Lawrence h-Samus upstairs, with a dark smile in his heart.