"I didn't expect Principal Huang to be such a person!"

After leaving the office with Guo Dalu, Wang Xiaolu, Song Qian and others looked angry, "What Qian Shaoqiang and the others did are clearly here, and the evidence is conclusive. Huang Zuoren still protects them in every way!"

Guo Dalu said lightly: "Whoever has a big fist will be right. It has been like this since ancient times! Qian Shaoqiang is not simple, I probably spend a lot of money on your school, otherwise Huang Zuoren would not have protected him like this."

After Song Qian heard Guo Dalu talk about Qian Zhengyu's name in the office, she took out her cell phone from her pocket and searched for Qian Zhengyu's name on the search engine.

After seeing the search results a moment later, he shouted out with a "wow", "Qian Shaoqiang is actually a rich second generation. His father Qian Zhengyu is the chairman of Zhengyu Group. He was listed on the China Rich List ten years ago!"

She said with a look of surprise: "I didn't expect Qian Shaoqiang to have such a big background. No wonder the principal doesn't want to deal with him easily!"

Wang Xiaolu, Xie Qingli and others also surrounded Song Qian with curiosity, "Let me see, let me see, it's really awesome. I didn't expect that this person is still a rich second generation. No wonder he looks coquettish on weekdays. It turns out that it's because of this!"

After seeing the information about Qian Shaoqiang's family, Song Qian worried, "Brother Dalu, let's forget about this. I know you have a good relationship with Chen Dong, but because we offended someone like Qian Zhengyu, it's not good!"

Guo Dalu raised his eyebrows, "Qian Zhengyu is nothing!"

He said to several girls: "Don't worry, this matter will be dealt with soon today. The Qian family is amazing? I'm afraid he's a bird!"

Wang Xiaolu reached out and pinched Guo Dalu: "In front of so many girls, don't always swear!"

Guo Dalu raised his hand to surrender: "Okay, okay, what do I mean, I'm afraid that the Qian family will do? If you are beaten and stand attentive, you have to admit it if you do something wrong! A great country, can the Qian family still go against the will? Today, let alone Qian Shaoqiang, even if Qian Shaoqiang comes, he still has to bow his head to admit his mistake!"

He glanced at the girls beside him, "Don't worry! You guys, believe that justice lasts forever!"

Song Qian laughed out loud, "Justice in the face of money and power, sometimes the role played is actually very embarrassing!"

Murong Xiaoxue also whispered: "When money stands out and speaks, all truths will be silent!"

Guo Dalu laughed, "Oh, I'm going, after such a little thing, they all become philosophers? Don't worry about money and power now, let's go eat something first. After a long time, I'm hungry!"

The location of Huaxia Conservatory of Music is near Ditan, Kyoto (you guys, this is a different world, don’t be serious about the geographical location!).

Wang Xiaolu was greedy and had been drooling at the nearby delicacies for several years. Now Guo Dalu is not short of money, so she clamored to eat roast duck in an old restaurant near Ditan to satisfy her craving.

Kyoto’s roast duck and shabu shabu are very famous throughout China and are considered the two most outstanding delicacies in Kyoto.

But now it is summer, and it is not a good time to eat roast duck. However, the conditions are not as good as in ancient times, and there is basically no big difference in the taste of eating on site. When we arrived at the restaurant, Wang Xiaolu ate more than ten rolls of duck meat and drank a big bowl of duck soup. Then she patted her belly with satisfaction, "I'm full!"

Guo Dalu has a very good appetite. Wang Xiaolu can only eat normally, but he didn't have enough ducks, so he asked for another one, which made him feel comfortable.

When Song Qian and the girls saw that he had eaten so much like a hungry tiger, they all laughed secretly, "Brother Dalu, you really can eat it!"

Guo Dalu smiled and said, "I haven't let go of my stomach yet!"

While a few people were having dinner and joking, there were two people sitting at the table next to them slowly rolling duck meat and talking softly.

The two men at the next table are one man and one woman, and they should be in a mother-son relationship. The son seems to be a paralyzed. He is sitting in a wheelchair. His body is very thin, his forehead is wide, and his eyes are a little dull. When he is eating, he talks to the old woman around him from time to time, laughs a few times, looking very happy.

The old woman beside him is not tall and has a little thinner body than ordinary people, but she is neatly tidy and elegant in temperament. Even if she is the cheapest street stall clothing nowadays, she will naturally feel a little noble when worn on her.

The old woman looked at her son who was eating, and her eyes could not hide the sadness and reluctance from the bottom of her heart. Her eyes were always red and swollen. Occasionally, when her son lowered her head to eat, she turned around quickly and wiped off the tears that were almost falling with her handkerchief. When her son raised her head, she smiled again on her face.

Because of the alertness that the warriors themselves have, Guo Dalu had already paid attention to them when the mother and son sat next to them.

Guo Dalu has extraordinary mental power and can even use both minds. While he was having dinner with several girls, his other half was always paying attention to the mother and son next to him.

A kind of intuition in the dark made him feel the unusualness of this mother and son.

The mother and son kept laughing while eating, but the smiles of these two people were like a small flower that was trying to bloom in the vast desert of suffering, or a small cluster of flames in the boundless darkness. It was after experiencing great sorrow and sadness, and seeing through the worldly open-mindedness and cheerfulness.

As Guo Dalu sensed, the middle-aged man in a wheelchair had become extremely weak, just like the candlelight in the wind in the cold night, which could be extinguished at any time, but his smile was cheerful. At this time, he smiled at the old woman beside him and said, "I haven't been able to eat greasy food for several years. I've eaten a few more rolls today, but I'm still a little uncomfortable. In the past, I was a big eater who could eat the whole duck!"

The old woman looked at her son with a reluctant look, as if she wanted to remember his current face forever in her heart. She said with a hard smile: "You were so strong at that time. You won the runner-up in our Kyoto 3,000-meter long-distance race!"

The man seemed to recall the past, smiled and said, "Yes, it was all about it more than 20 years ago. In the past 20 years, the changes around here have been too great, so big that even I can find something that exists in my memory."

The old woman comforted and said, "Isn't this roast duck restaurant still there? Times are changing and society is developing. All things cannot be the same as in memory."

The middle-aged man smiled, "Yes, most of the things have disappeared, but some things are still there, such as this roast duck restaurant, such as the ancient locust trees on both sides of the road."

He turned his head and looked at the location of Ditan outside the window, and said softly: "There is still the Ditan that has not changed for many years!"

After the mother and son stayed in the hotel for a while, the middle-aged man in the wheelchair looked flushed, and his eyes were like a flame that suddenly brightened when he was about to go out. "Mom, I want to go to Ditan to take a look."

The old woman stood up quickly and after she settled the bill, she wanted to push her son out of the hotel in a wheelchair, but she seemed to have an extremely ominous premonition in her heart, and her hands and feet became soft. After pushing her several times, she could not push her son out of the door. She almost fell down. Drops of tears flowed out of her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away.

Finally, she looked at the restaurant with help, as if she hoped that people nearby could take the lead.

Many drinkers in the restaurant were cheering and drinking, and they all blushed and shouted, but no one looked at the mother and son.

Just as the old woman was about to ask for help, Guo Dalu stood up and put his hand on the wheelchair.
Chapter completed!