my sister never called brother

If my comfort is threatened and I still want to continue to protect the Qingxue Office, then my head will be broken, what the hell.

As everyone knows, Qingxue Office has long since changed its backer.

Liao Meizhong thought that she would be able to protect herself after revealing the truth.

Anyone with a discerning eye can understand this ugliness. Liao Meizhong has changed, and has become as virtuous as these ministers.

Zhou Han's expression turned ugly, he felt that his club had been bitten, and he had to fight back, this dumb loss was absolutely unacceptable.

Although what Liao Meizhong said was true, Zhou Han knew that his association could not afford such a big crime.

So no matter what, we must continue to hold this basin of dirty water on Liao Meizhong's head.

Fortunately, Zhou Han is not a very kind-hearted person, and he will not be as entangled as Fang Yong if he wants to fight back.

Zhou Han admits to death, a very simple and rude reason - you provoke me, no matter what three seven twenty-one, I will definitely fight back.

Besides, Zhou Han and Liao Meizhong are not familiar with each other, and they are not friends, so they don't need to care about affection at all if they want to fight back.

Although Zhou Han had a good impression of Liao Meizhong, an amiable senior, the collision of interests had nothing to do with the impression.

Seeing that Su Xiaomai was silent and silent, Liao Meizhong was a little impatient. Was her own words so unreliable?Still hesitate?

He turned his head to look at Zhou Han who was sitting next to him, hesitated for a moment, and planned to question.

"That junior, are you from Qingxue Office? Song Mingyuan's junior."

Zhou Han raised his head, although he was a little angry, but his expression was kind.

"yes……"

When Liao Meizhong heard the truth, she said with a hint of interrogation, "The previous violent conflict in the second grade was planned by you, right?"

The ministers were curious, and looked at Zhou Han neatly, making him a little nervous.

"This..." Zhou Han secretly swallowed his saliva, performed a very standard Tai Chi, and refused to admit it, "I don't know what you mean, Senior Liao? It seems that our club won't deal with commissions that violate school rules and regulations."

"Uh..." Liao Meizhong became impatient when she heard Zhou Han's ambiguous answer, "It was planned by you, as a member of the club, don't you know!?"

"Tsk!" Zhou Han was a bit displeased with Liao Meizhong's attitude, "I'm sorry Senior Liao, I really don't know, but our club really doesn't do things that incite group fights, after all, our small club doesn't Can't take responsibility."

The ministers felt that what Zhou Han said was quite reasonable. A little-known small society still wants to go to heaven?

"It's you, Senior Liao..." Zhou Han hit the iron while the iron was hot, and continued, "You can't randomly convict our small society just because you are the head of the inspection department, our small society really can't stand this basin of dirty water , I beg you to hold your hand high, let our little broken society go, and choose another society to splash dirty water..."

Zhou Han made full use of the underdog effect, belittled his community to be very weak and pitiful, as if he was being bullied, and thus gained the support of the people around him.

Usually people have the mentality of weeding out the strong and helping the weak, and the weak can easily win sympathy and tilt the balance of justice.

Although Zhou Han was an idiot, after hanging around with Song Mingyuan for so long, he gradually became shameless and treacherous.

"You... what are you talking about!? Since when did I pour dirty water on your society!? What I said is the truth!" Song Mingyuan's nose was twisted by Zhou Han's words, and he faintly felt that Song Mingyuan's juniors were all A stomach full of bad water.

"Damn it!" Zhou Han casually uttered an obscenity, spreading his hands unrequitedly, "You've insisted that it's the truth, what else can I say!? Our little society is probably going to drown in the dirty water ..."

Song Mingyuan frowned, quite annoyed.

The eyes of the surrounding ministers became more and more wrong, and they all felt that Liao Meizhong was bullying the small by the big, relying on his status as the minister of the inspection department to forcibly suppress the small associations.

Although this group of ministers didn't have much reaction on the surface, they despised Liao Meizhong in their hearts, and felt that bullying others based on their status was a skill?

Liao Meizhong turned from embarrassment into anger, and waved her hand, "I'm too lazy to argue with you, a junior! I want to ask Song Mingyuan directly."

"Okay! I'll call the head of the team right now, and let's talk about it here, so as to avoid the risk of collusion." Zhou Han took out his mobile phone and said.

Liao Meizhong was taken aback, suspicious in her heart, why Zhou Han was so forthright?

"The phone will be connected after a while, everyone be quiet, and watch me get the truth out of their leader's mouth."

Liao Meizhong was afraid that someone would spoil his good deeds, so she reminded him in advance.

He stretched his neck and stared at Zhou Han's phone screen. Except that the dialing was a bit slow, there was nothing wrong with it.

The ministers all stared at Zhou Han quietly to prevent this junior from making any small moves.

Su Xiaomao watched all this with great interest, and didn't interrupt all the time, she had other small calculations in her mind——

If Song Mingyuan revealed the truth himself on the phone, he would take advantage of the situation and kill Qingxue Office.

After all, Su Xiaowei didn't have a good impression of Song Mingyuan, and felt that the small society of Qingxue Office was quite troublesome.

As for Liao Meizhong, she still had to be deported, but it was nothing more than a false charge.

If Song Mingyuan hadn't told the truth, then everything would go according to the original plan.

Zhou Han's number was broadcast slowly halfway, and suddenly scratched his head and deleted it all, "Oh, the wrong number was broadcast, I'll come back."

"Don't you keep the head's phone number in the phone book?" Liao Meizhong asked suspiciously.

"No." Zhou Han replied, and then added one sentence unceremoniously——

"Who would save the phone number of a dead gay guy, is he not sick?"

Chapter 360 Connected

When Su Xiaomai heard that old monster Song Mingyuan being called a gay, she couldn't help laughing out loud, her mouth trembling while covering her mouth.

I don't know how Song Mingyuan would feel when he heard being ridiculed by his juniors.

I'm afraid he'll jump up angrily, yelling that he's going to fight that idiot Zhou Han for [-] rounds, right?

Zhou Han slowly dialed the number on his mobile phone.

The expression is still exaggerated from time to time winking.

It feels like an old man can dial faster than him.

There are countless eyes around, staring at Zhou Han, in case there is any small trick of telling the truth.

His unhurried attitude seemed to be intentional, delaying time.

Liao Meizhong scratched his head anxiously beside him, wishing he could snatch the phone and help him dial Song Mingyuan's phone number.

There is a tradition in the student union that mobile phones are not allowed in meetings.

All phones will be agreed to be put away and placed in another classroom.

In case the phone rings and interferes with the meeting.

Liao Meizhong fell into the old habit again, biting her fingers when she was nervous.

But today, he seemed more impetuous, the degree of biting turned into biting, and his fingernails turned pale.

He frowned tightly, staring at Zhou Han's cell phone, and focused on the marble floor repeatedly with his toes.

Liao Meizhong was thinking in advance about how to get Song Mingyuan to admit that the conflict in the second grade was planned by his own club behind the scenes.

Song Mingyuan is a shrewd person, and it is not easy to deceive him.

Liao Meizhong had to organize the discourse logically, and induce Song Mingyuan to admit everything without realizing it.

But the difficulty is great, one can imagine.

Zhou Han's fingers seemed to have been poisoned with a slowing potion, pressing a number, grinding and chirping.

And there are still words in his mouth, like an senile dementia, which makes people very anxious.

"3..."

"8..."

"2..."

The other ministers are also patient. After all, they don't have to worry about being framed, and they don't have to rush for a while.

But Liao Meizhong was different, remember wanting to bite off her fingernails.

Especially Zhou Han's sloppy attitude, it tortured him too much.

"Tsk!" Liao Meizhong was speechless impatiently, and asked eagerly, "Can you dial the number quickly!?"

"Aren't I dialing right?" Zhou Han rolled his eyes and answered angrily.

"Isn't it too slow for you to dial?" Liao Meizhong complained with an ugly face.

"I can't remember..." Zhou Han lifted his shoulder helplessly, with an innocent look on his face.

"Damn..." Liao Meizhong couldn't hold back, and uttered a swear word. He scratched his scalp frantically, and stretched out his hand, looking like he wanted the phone. "I can't remember. Give me the phone. I'll dial the number. I know Song Mingyuan's phone number."

"Ouch!"

Zhou Han exclaimed, with a very embarrassed expression on his face, he forced a smile and said to Liao Meizhong.

"Senior Liao, don't disturb me, I have dialed the wrong number."

"You!" Liao Meizhong pointed at Zhou Han angrily, her face flushed with anger.

He felt that Zhou Han did it on purpose, as if he wanted to make things difficult for him.

Zhou Han pretended to be embarrassed, but his eyes were very clever.

Liao Meizhong was completely impatient, nodded, pointed at Zhou Han and said, "You are really amazing..."

"Don't be angry, senior Liao, I didn't do it on purpose, you keep talking beside me, it's inevitable that my mind will be distracted~" Zhou Han responded with a hippie smile, spreading his hands, feeling helpless.

"Stop talking nonsense..." Liao Meizhong gritted her teeth angrily, and said politely, "Give me your phone, I'll dial the number."

Zhou Han looked at Liao Meizhong's distraught eyes, smashed his mouth, handed him the phone, and said nonchalantly, "All right, all right, you come, you come."

Liao Meizhong snatched the note with a "swish", as if afraid of Zhou Han's repentance, his eyes were full of vigilance and hostility.

Zhou Han smiled and didn't mind Liao Meizhong's reaction.

After all, in order to whitewash herself, Liao Meizhong chose to stand opposite Qingxue Office.

Liao Meizhong seemed to be much more agile than Zhou Han, with flying fingers, he dialed the phone in a few strokes.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The blind voice waiting for the answer echoed in the ears of the people around, and it seemed that a cliché performance was about to begin.

Liao Meizhong was overjoyed to see that Song Mingyuan was ill and hadn't turned off his phone, thinking that the time to clarify his misunderstanding was not far away.

Although betraying an old friend sounds unreasonable, but for one's own benefit, there is nothing wrong with giving up anything.

Because this is Liao Meizhong's nature.

After making choices again and again, and under the pressure of external crises.

Liao Meizhong's true nature was gradually revealed.

It's like peeling back the cocoon, discovering the truth bit by bit.

Liao Meizhong slowly put the mobile phone on the circular desk.

To avoid suspicion, he clicked the hands-free button.

Deliberately let everyone in the room hear it, so as to prove his innocence.

The blind voice resounded throughout the conference room, and everyone's hearts were beating.

Except for the sound of "beep beep", the quiet person was absent.

The ministers all stared at the mobile phones on the table, as if magic was about to unfold in the next second.

"Hey?"

Song Mingyuan's voice came from the phone.

The mood of all the people present became agitated immediately, waiting to see how this farce would end.

Liao Meizhong was more excited than anyone else, the opportunity to prove her innocence finally came.

The intensity of this anticipation is comparable to that of a little housewife waiting for her husband to return home.

Liao Meizhong hurriedly glanced at everyone's eyes, put her fingers around her mouth, and motioned for everyone to be silent, and a strange sound came out of her mouth——

"Shh..."

The ministers understood, and those who cooperated with him did not make a sound, waiting to see the good show.

Zhou Han's reaction was also relatively honest, if he messed around now, it would be the same as not calling himself.

"Xiao Hanzi~ You dog slave, what do you want me to do? If there is no business, I will tell you, a little eunuch, to lose your head!"

The ministers onlookers had black lines all over their heads, and their expressions were full of astonishment. They couldn't figure out the current situation, and they couldn't help but have doubts in their hearts——

Is this a head?Why do you listen to this tone and remarks, it seems to be a funny comparison~