However, Bai Zifan is not a fool. Naturally he guessed that it must be the arrangement of the college.
Before, the college's intelligence point in Donghai city had been destroyed. Chen Wei had already told Bai Zifan that the college planned to let him rebuild the intelligence point.
As for the so-called theater, it is obviously used as a cover for concealment.
Though make complaints about the simple and crude setting of Tucao college in Bazi, his mood is still very good, especially when Wang Dihuan is forcing himself to clean the bathroom.
With a cough, Bai Zifan said with a smile, "Wang Dihuan, according to the company's regulations, unless I make a big mistake, I won't be dealt with, right?"
"Well, that's it. What do you mean?"
Shaking his head, Bai Zifan continued, "I have no meaning, just want to give you an excuse to fire me."
Hearing Bai Zifan's words, Wang Dihuan suddenly has an ominous premonition in his heart. But before he has time to speak, Bai Zifan takes the lead and punches Wang Dihuan in the stomach.
The proud young master who used to stand like a pine was beaten into a large shrimp.
This time, I can only blame Wang Dihuan for his own death. I have to stand so close to Bai Zifan. Even if the people behind me want to rescue, it's too late.
Without waiting for Wang Dihuan to call for his men to come and help, Bai Zifan holds Wang Dihuan in his arms with his arms outstretched.
"Wang Dihuan, you don't have to persuade me. This company is not suitable for me. Even if you ask me, I won't leave here. Take care, my good brother!"
Good brother? Who's your brother? When did I beg you to stay?
Wang Dihuan just wanted to vomit the slot, and make complaints about the two sides of his back. He almost vomited an old blood and spit it out.
After seven or eight slaps on Wang Dihuan's back, Bai Zifan felt that Wang Dihuan's breath had become dispirited. He was worried that he would kill the goods if he didn't pay attention to them. This time, he stopped and held Wang Dihuan's shoulders solemnly.
"Good brother! I'm going As he spoke, Wang Dihuan felt that his shoulders were crushed.
Since she was born, Wang Dihuan has enjoyed the treatment of the stars and the moon. She has never been beaten. Today, she was suddenly repaired by Bai Zifan. Her physical pain made Wang Dihuan's tears flow out of control.
"Wang Dihuan, a man is bleeding without tears. Life is a journey. I'm just a passer-by in your life. Even if I leave, we are still good brothers. Don't be sad or cry for me!"
Seeing that Wang Dihuan still wanted to speak, Bai Zifan immediately stretched out his index finger and made a movement of forbidding sound. He said with a smile, "Wang Dihuan, I'm talking now."
For the Wang family, money is no longer important. The most important thing is face. As the successor of the Wang family, Wang Dihuan is crying in public. If this is spread, not only Wang Dihuan will not have the face to go out for a stroll, but the whole Wang family will lose a lot of face.
Wang Dihuan can fully imagine what his father's reaction will be when he knows that he has made the Wang family lose so much face.
He and baizifan brothers, reluctant to leave baizifan may be a good excuse, but in this case, he is not baizifan beat it?
"Master, master? How are you One of the men came up and asked tentatively.
After hearing what he had said, Wang Dihuan gave a clever response. Looking at the back of baizifan, Wang Dihuan bit his teeth and said, "what else can I do? I... I can't bear my baizifan brother to leave. What are you looking at! Get the hell out of here
After Xiaoxiao left the company, baizifan came to a coffee shop directly according to the address on the phone. After entering, baizifan was a little confused.
"Ke Wenting? What are you doing here? "
Ke Wenting obviously didn't expect that it was Bai Zifan who joined her. After a while, she said awkwardly, "Bai Zifan, you robbed my lines, did you make them?"
Some helplessly sit opposite Ke Wenting. Bai Zifan opens his skirt and sees the college badge hidden in his clothes. Ke Wenting is also convinced of Bai Zifan's identity.
Ke Wenting obviously felt that Bai Zifan's eyes were a little different, and asked suspiciously, "what do you think I'm doing?"
"You saw my badge, but I didn't see your badge. How can I determine your identity?"
After hearing Bai Zifan's words, even Ke Wenting, a heroine of the middle school, was embarrassed. It was obvious that there was a special force against the film academy in Donghai City, so the members of the Academy did not dare to expose their identity.
Just like Bai Zifan, he usually doesn't tell other people his identity. Even if he joins his own people this time, he will hide his badge under his clothes. Ke Wenting is no exception. If he shows Bai Zifan his badge, he must expose something that shouldn't be exposed.
If it's someone else, Ke Wenting won't think about it, but Bai Zifan... Ke Wenting must think about it.
Nodding, Ke Wenting's right hand couldn't work, and the coffee cup was crushed directly by her. After that, Ke Wenting asked with a smile, "Bai Zifan, do you really want to confirm my identity?"
"Er... Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings. I'm joking with you. Ha ha, it's funny, isn't it?"
Given Bai Zifan a big white eye, Ke Wenting said impatiently, "I don't have the heart to talk nonsense with you. This time, the decision of the college has changed. After the research of the college, the way of inheriting the heritage is too easy to be found out."
"Chen Wei came up with the idea of inheriting the legacy, didn't she?"
"How do you know?"
The white man is too lazy to answer this obviously retarded question. In the whole high level of the college, besides the violent female teacher, who else can come up with such an unreliable idea? Who can implement it without reporting?
"The force of Donghai city against the college has obviously split with the college. The college hopes that we can rebuild our base in Donghai city."
"Well, no problem."
"Well, there are some problems."
Seeing Ke Wenting's ugly face, Bai Zifan had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"You won't tell me the college won't give you money, will you?"
"The college is also quite nervous in economy recently..." Ke Wenting said awkwardly.
Hearing this, the white man knows that the College of emotion doesn't care about anything, and he's alone here?
If you want to build a new base, you have to open a business as a cover. If you don't have money, you can't go to the night market and stand directly. Then you can set up a stall in the night market as a base, right?