Chapter 1248

Wang Yong will be rather easy to deal with all the aftermath, just a little bit of relief.

Some of Yongliang's schools have been put into use, and children from several nearby villages and towns have been assigned to "Xiya school" to go to school, and there are school buses to pick them up every day.

After the construction of the remaining library building, experimental building and so on, and gradually adding teachers, the Xiya school in Yongliang county will be the best school in Yongliang county.

Everyone is very grateful to Wang Yong, Qian Xiaozheng and others, especially Ning Yi, the beautiful girl who once supported religion here for several months and finally left her soul here.

Major television media across the country have also reported the incident, and even the 7 o'clock news network broadcast the news.

The most beautiful is always kindness.

Qian Xiaozheng bid farewell to Wang Yong, while helping to investigate the construction plan of Xiya school, while taking the opportunity to live broadcast the tourism.

For a moment, Wang Yong felt lonely.

At this time, Wang Yong's mobile phone rings, but Ziyu Fengqing calls: "Hello, is Ning Yi's affairs finished?"

"Well." Wang Yong nodded.

"Come to Yanjing, there are some company affairs to discuss with you, in addition..." Ziyu Fengqing pauses slightly“ By the way, I'm a good listener

Wang Yong's mouth turned up slowly. Ziyu was fine. He wanted to comfort him, but he insisted on discussing the company's business.

Wang Yong company from the establishment to now, but has been when the shake off manager. Do you need to consult with him? Does Ziyu Fengqing not count in her heart?

"What a cold, proud woman Wang Yong sighed.

Then he agreed to Ziyu Fengqing's invitation and returned to Yanjing.

Not only because Ziyu is fine, but also because Wang Yong does have one thing to deal with.

A few days ago, the director of the textbook editorial board called Wang Yong and said that Wang Yong had two articles selected into the middle school and high school textbooks, which required Wang Yong to confirm the content and authorization.

Before Wang Yong returned home, he had been dragging on. Now it is necessary to implement this matter.

Xinzheng is selected as the middle school Chinese textbook, while preface is selected as the high school Chinese textbook. Both of them are national general textbooks of PEP, that is to say, middle school students all over the country will see these two articles and bear the "suffering" brought by Wang Yong.

"Xinzheng" is just an essay written in vernacular, which is not difficult to understand.

However, the preface is written in semi classical Chinese, which involves the elaboration of various schools of thought. It is more than ten times difficult to read and understand. Not to mention, this article also has a strong writing style. It can be imagined that it will be a model article recited by Chinese teachers in the future.

Wang Yong, who came from his student days, certainly knew the students' hatred for such articles, because it was too difficult to recite them. So from now on, there will be one more name in the list of middle school students who draw circle and curse.

Wang Yong is quite fond of schadenfreude.

After confirming the event with the editorial board, Wang Yong looks at his mobile phone. Ziyu Fengqing still hasn't called or sent a message. Obviously, the meeting is still going on.

Wang Yong has nothing to do. The editorial board building is not far away from the meeting place of Ziyu Fengqing. Wang Yong just strolls by himself.

When Wang Yong strolled to the meeting place, he saw a group of people coming out of the meeting.

Everyone seems to have known each other before, either on TV or on the Internet. But they are all well-known financiers in China.

"Miss Wang?" Someone recognized Wang Yong and said hello to him.

"Ding is always good." Wang Yong smiles and waves to the boss, who founded many financial websites.

"Are you waiting for someone?"

"Well, it's fine when you wait." Wang Yong explained.

Mr. Ding looked as if he had discovered a big secret and laughed: "I see. Goddess Ziyu is behind. There are so many people who admire her that they may not be able to come out for a while. Mr. Wang has to wait! "

There has always been a lack of beauties in the financial sector, let alone goddesses. The appearance of Ziyu Fengqing is no doubt an anomaly, so Ziyu Fengqing is a goddess worthy of many financial talents.

No matter where you go, you will be sought after.

Wang Yong had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he felt that something belonging to him had been robbed by onlookers.

For a long time, Wang Yongcai suppressed this feeling and just looked at the bosses who came out of the venue one by one. He could not help being more murderous.

All of them were shocked to see Wang Yong.

I don't know where they offended Mr. Wang. How could Mr. Wang look at them in such a terrible way?

Finally, I saw Ziyu coming slowly from a distance.

Today, Ziyu Fengqing is wearing a chiffon winter dress, with a gray knitted back shirt on the outside. Coupled with her cold temperament, she is astonishing. At the same time, she is afraid to talk to her.

But even so, still can't avoid someone brazenly asked to take a picture with Ziyu Fengqing.

Especially when a group of people get together, often timid people will become bold.

So for a moment, the whole door was crowded with people waiting for group photos.

These financial talents are not as crowded as ordinary people, but they also form a circle, blocking Wang Yong's sight of Ziyu Fengqing.

"No rules, no rules!" Wang Yong has no reason to be angry. He goes forward and grabs Ziyu Fengqing's hand. He pulls it and goes out.

The financial talents who were waiting for the group photo were stunned, and then yelled: "which son of a bitch? How dare you take my goddess's hand! See if I don't chop his paws

"Oh, I'll go. Even if someone wants to stop me, I want to rob people directly!"?! Is there any order that comes first and comes later? Let's see who is so shameless, who is losing our financial circle! "

A bunch of financial talents were filled with indignation, and many young people even rolled up their sleeves for a big fight.

But when they looked out and saw the man holding the snow-white wrist of the goddess, they suddenly stood there.

"Ha ha..." the financial talents laughed“ It's Miss Wang! Good afternoon, Mr. Wang

"I'll tell you, who has such courage and courage? It's not surprising that it's Mr. Wang!"

"Mr. Wang just returned to Yanjing? Have dinner together in the evening? "

The scene was full of greetings. The people who just had to chop off Wang Yong's paws all put on a smiling face and courteously approached Wang Yong.

I can't help it. Who let him be Wang Yong? It's just famous. The key is money. If you have these two things, you'll have martial arts!

A man who is famous, rich and good at martial arts will find fault with him only when he is amused!

However, behind these people's greetings, there is a kind of heartache and indignation in their eyes.

The goddess's hand was touched by another man?!

"Hello, everyone. I don't need to eat. I'm here to talk business with boss Ziyu. If you don't mind, let's go first? " Wang Yongdao.

The eyes of financial talents are more indignant and want to kill. Do you want to do business by hand? You are insulting us!

Even Ziyu Fengqing's face turned a little red. He tried to break away from Wang Yong's hand.

Not only failed, but let Wang Yong seize the opportunity to grasp more tightly.

"See you later, everyone." Wang Yong took Ziyu Fengqing as a matter of course and left.

The rest of the group stood at the door, either groaning or gnashing their teeth.

"All right, let it go." Go to the parking lot, Ziyu Fengqing angry road.

"Don't get me wrong. I'm just helping you get rid of the harassment of those people. My starting point is sincere Wang Yong explained.

"Chicheng?" Ziyu Fengqing suddenly sneered“ What are you doing now? "

On the back of Ziyu's hand, a thumb was rubbing unconsciously. Is it Wang Yong or who?

"Keke, from emotion to propriety, does not contradict the word Chicheng." Wang Yong let go quickly, with a clear conscience on his face.

Ziyu looks at Wang Yong with a clear wind and another kind of amorous feelings.

"Come on, eat." Ziyu Fengqing presses the key and just wants to get on the bus. Suddenly, a man comes to the parking lot.

When he came to Wang Yong, he stood still. His face was full of funny smiles: "Oh, isn't this Mr. Wang?"

Wang Yong saw the man, his eyes inevitably flashed a touch of disgust: "sorry, I Wang Yong can be anyone's teacher, but not your teacher Zheng Dashao."

This man is Zheng Rong.

Before that, he almost insulted Yin Xia, and before Xu Jialong died, he explained that the destruction of the Dragon Ridge team was caused by the Zheng family. Considering these two points, Wang Yong's attitude towards Zheng Rong is not good.

"Is it?" Zheng Rong grinned“ It's said that you just died a student. Don't be too sad. It's just a bed warming Yinghua. There is no grass in the end of the world. Why don't I give you a few? "

Wang Yong eyebrow angle a jump, a surge of anger.

Ying Hua'er is the name of brothel woman in ancient times. Zheng Rong knows Ning Yi is Wang Yong's student, but he deliberately says that he has a bad relationship with Wang Yong. This behavior of insulting the deceased greatly touched Wang Yong.

"Say it again?" Wang Yong stepped forward step by step.

Zheng Rong is a little flustered, but he can see that there are several cameras facing this side in the distance. Presumably, Wang Yong dare not do anything too much in public. So he put down his heart and said, "what? Dare to do, dare not admit? That chick is really good. She's thin and tender, and she has a small waist... "

Pop!

Before Zheng Rong finished his sentence, he heard a thunder like slap in the face. The second half of Zheng Rong's speech was directly pulled back to his throat.

At the same time, a tooth mixed with blood flew out of Zheng Rong's mouth, and half of Zheng Rong's cheek swelled and half his finger was high.

"You... You dare to hit me?" Zheng Rong was so surprised and angry that he couldn't believe it.

Wang Yong's cold eyes moved slowly on Zheng Rong's face: "I dare not only to beat you, but also to kill you! If you don't believe it, try again. "