Chapter 125

"It's a princess. In fact, it's just a princess in distress. Her mother has no position in the Zheng family, just like a concubine."

"The Zheng family has only one electronic equipment factory for an industry of more than 100 billion."

"The key is that she is a student who has just returned from studying in the United States. What if she has a high degree of education and has no experience? She wants to reform. Li Tou, you have to resist the pressure."

"Zheng Guan is such a terrible name."

"What is Zheng Guan? Yes, it's Zheng guanti. Ti this pronunciation."

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Zhao Chunming went to Tianshui Fair for tea in the afternoon. Chen Hansheng hid the recorder in his briefcase. As a result, he really heard a lot when he got it back.

"Zheng guanti."

Chen Hansheng said silently, opened Baidu and searched it. It was actually the shielded protection content.

He also specially searched the Zheng family. There was nothing of great value in a series of contents. The recent news was that Sanfang was separated, and the media were evaluating Sanfang's assets.

These things are too far away from ordinary people. Chen Hansheng is also an ordinary person now. He can't understand too much information.

"Ba Da, Ba Da."

While fiddling with the lighter, Chen Hansheng wondered when it would be most appropriate to put the recorder out.

Turning around, she found Shen Youchu staring at herself. After they looked at each other, she was embarrassed to continue reading.

"Look at what you're looking at, like a fool."

Chen Hansheng blustered.

Shen Youchu was attacked for some reason and looked up at Chen Hansheng.

Chen Hansheng was so excited that he dragged the stool over a little and gently touched Shen Youchu with his legs.

Although it's night now, there will be no business, but occasionally there are students passing by the door. Shen Youchu moves his legs aside.

She has a thin face and won't flirt in public.

Chen Hansheng followed him reluctantly, and Shen Youchu moved a little more.

Finally, Chen Hansheng sat obliquely on the bench, still relying on Shen Youchu.

Shen Youchu had no choice but to stretch out his hand and gently push Chen Hansheng: "no, don't do this."

Chen Hansheng smiled and stopped moving on his legs, but reached out and took off Shen Youchu's mask.

A ruddy and gentle face appeared under the lamp, probably because Chen Hansheng acted too much. She was a little unhappy with her mouth, but she didn't dare to say.

In fact, Shen Youchu is a charming figure. She should have bred all kinds of charming beauty, but she is too simple, her eyes are clear and clear, and she is bullied by Chen Hansheng.

Chen Hansheng was about to continue teasing. The school security guard suddenly walked to the door and said, "boss Chen, there are two people looking for you outside. They say they are your hometown."

After the start of the 101 entrepreneurship base, express often had to go in and out of the school. Chen Hansheng had already "bought" these security guards by taking advantage of the storm of Shang Yanyan and his identity as a student cadre of the Youth League Committee.

So they also jokingly called "boss Chen".

Chen Hansheng was a little strange: "it's ok if anyone asks me to come in. Now the school doesn't register."

The security guard said, "they were not college students at first sight. One of them was still dyed with yellow hair, so we stopped."

"The fellow with yellow hair?"

Chen Hansheng suddenly remembered who it was, but he was not sure. He stood up and said, "I'll have a look."

When they came to the door, they were Zhang Weiyu, the "spear" and Zhang WeiLei, the "pressure spear". They looked a little haggard, their lips were white, and their hair was covered with dust.

"Hansheng ·····"

Zhang Weiyu has a dry voice.

Chen Hansheng didn't say anything. He waved them into the school, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw them to the guard: "thank you."

The guard looked, but it was Bao Suyan. He said with a smile, "boss Chen is so polite."

"Didn't I give you your cell phone number that day? Why didn't I call?"

Chen Hansheng asked Zhang Weiyu.

"No money to call."

Zhang Weiyu whispered, "we ran out of the factory and didn't have time to take our wallet."

Chen Hansheng raised his eyebrows: "black factory?"

"No, formal."

Zhang Weiyu cleared his hoarse voice: "what fight was driven out."

While chatting, Chen Hansheng led them back to base 101.

Shen Youchu was a little surprised to see the stranger, but Chen Hansheng knew more people. Not all the guests were students. She took the initiative to pour two cups of warm water on the table.

"Thank you."

Zhang Weiyu politely thanked Zhang WeiLei. No matter how much, he took it and drank it.

Chen Hansheng looked at their picture and knew that he had not eaten. He asked Shen Youchu to buy some bread.

"When we met years ago, I said I would come to Jianye to find a job

Zhang Weiyu began to explain why.

Years later, they really came to work in a factory in Pukou, Jianye. It was going well, but Zhang WeiLei was very grumpy. He quarreled with others because of a small matter in accommodation, and then it turned into hands-on.

However, there are a group of fellow villagers. There are a large number of people. The two brothers can't carry it again. In addition, Zhang Weiyu is always unwilling to fight back. Finally, he had to run out of the factory for refuge.

They dare not go back. They have no money. They can't find a place to live in such a big Jianye. Finally, Zhang Weiyu thinks of Chen Hansheng.

After Shen Youchu came back with bread, Chen Hansheng asked her to go back to the dormitory first.

Zhang Weiyu took the bread with some shame. This situation is too down-to-earth.

"What are you going to do later?"

Chen Hansheng leisurely lit a cigarette and asked.

"I don't know."

Zhang Weiyu doesn't know what to do next.

Chen Hansheng looked at the two brothers, looked at the audio of Zhao Chunming in the computer, pondered for a while and said, "if you want to go back to Hong Kong City, I'll give you some tolls; if you don't want to go back, I can help you find a job."

"I won't go back."

Zhang Weiyu said firmly, "now that I have made up my mind, I don't want to go back to Hong Kong City."

"And you?"

Chen Hansheng looks at Zhang WeiLei again.

Zhang WeiLei is actually very reluctant to ask Chen Hansheng for help, but he doesn't know any other way out. He gritted his teeth and said, "I won't go back either."

"That's good. I'll find a way to arrange it."

Chen Hansheng suddenly made a turning point: "but I'm a bit overbearing. I have to listen to me in my territory, so Zhang WeiLei, shave off the yellow hair first."

"Why!"

Zhang WeiLei immediately stood up, dropped the bread and said, "Chen Hansheng, I know you're deliberately targeting me. There's no master here, there's a master's place. Brother, let's go."

Zhang Weiyu hesitated.

Chen Hansheng looked at the debris on the ground and went to pick up the bread: "your brother respects you but is not afraid of you. If he is not afraid of people in the world, he may have to make trouble."

Zhang Weiyu doesn't speak. That's the actual situation.

Chen Hansheng patted him on the shoulder: "I'll be the villain."

"What are you going to do? He's gone."

Zhang Weiyu was a little stunned.

"I can't go. The financial institute is Lao Tzu's territory."

Chen Hansheng picked up the phone: "Hello, the guard room? I'm Chen Hansheng of 101. Just now a rogue with yellow hair Stole 200 yuan from me. You help me hold it down."

"If he resists."

Chen Hansheng glanced at Zhang Weiyu, smiled and said, "fight to death."

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