The ringing of the class bell woke up Yang Fan, who was full of bad thoughts: I still have business to do, so why are I always thinking about Zhou Ying's two long legs?
When Yang Fan came downstairs, the students had already entered the classroom, and he was the only one in the empty campus. Yang Fan couldn't help but quicken his pace and headed towards the toilet.
"Grandma, my heartbeat has accelerated." Behind the toilet, Yang Fan patted his chest and said to himself: "I actually found the feeling of skipping school for the first time back then."
Skipping classes and skipping school. Everyone who has done this in school knows that when you skip classes for the first time, you actually feel uneasy. Even if you play outside, you don’t feel comfortable. You always wonder if the teacher will find out.
, when I go back to school, will the teacher talk to me or something like that?
Of course, if you completely fall into the trap and become a veteran of skipping classes, you will no longer think about these boring problems. In fact, even if you are asked to talk to the teacher, you will have a resigned attitude.
The first time Yang Fan came to smoke behind the toilet, he had already discovered that the back of the toilet was the best place to escape from the school. Behind the row of toilets, there was a poplar tree less than one meter away from the school wall, which was like a barrier for Yang Fan.
A ladder was raised.
Yang Fan put one foot on the tree and the other on the school wall. His hands were in the same posture. Then he used his hands and both hands alternately to get up to the wall easily. He looked around and saw no one. Yang Fan quickly
He slipped down the wall and left the school.
After leaving school, Yang Fan went straight to Lishui Community. Not to mention Lei Ting, he didn't know who the landlord of that house was.
Yang Fan returned to Lishui Community and used only two packs of cigarettes to get what he wanted to know from the community security guard. The landlord of the house Lei Ting rented was a woman named Su Meng who was about 27 or 28 years old.
Her phone number.
Yang Fan thought for a while and dialed Su Meng's number.
The phone was connected after a few rings, and Su Meng's extremely lazy voice came, as if he hadn't woken up yet: "Hello, I'm Su Meng, who am I?"
"Ms. Su, I'm from the Lishui Community Property Company. Your house is rented out, right?" Yang Fan had already thought of his words and answered immediately.
"Yes, I rented it out a few days ago. Is there anything wrong?" Su Meng said.
"It's like this. Now our Lishui community is cooperating with the community police to conduct household registration investigations, and all owners who rent out houses are required to issue a certificate." Yang Fan continued.
"Is there such a thing?" Su Meng asked in surprise.
"This is a new regulation from above, and we can't do anything about it." Yang Fan said with a smile: "However, the certificate has been written by the property company, and you only need to sign it. Do you want to cooperate with our property company?
And the work of community police?”
"No problem." Su Meng on the other side of the phone agreed readily, and then said: "I will go to your property company in a minute."
How could Yang Fan ask Su Meng to come to the property management company of Lishui Community? Wouldn't that mean that he would have to help with everything? He quickly said: "Miss Su, you don't need to come to the property management company. Go directly to the Kumho Hotel. In order to show support for property owners like you,
As a thank you for your work in the company, our property management company will host a banquet for you at Kumho Hotel."
"Okay, I'll be there in about half an hour." Su Meng hung up the phone after saying this.
Su Meng made an appointment, but Yang Fan didn't feel relaxed when he hung up the phone.
There is nothing he can do about pretending to be someone from a property management company. Yang Fan doesn't know Su Meng. How could he ask Su Meng out if he doesn't do this? But the most important thing is meeting Su Men next. Yang Fan doesn't know who Su Meng is.
What kind of person is he? He hasn't figured out how to tell Su Meng that he wants to share a room with her tenant Lei Ting.
"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. If it doesn't work, I'll just play rough. I don't believe there are people these days who are not afraid of the underworld." Yang Fan couldn't think of any good words, so he went to Kumho Hotel with the intention of playing rough.
Jinhu Hotel is not far from Lishui Community. This hotel is only four stories high. The first floor is the lobby and the second, third and fourth floors are private rooms. It is just a very ordinary hotel.
After entering the Kumho Hotel, Yang Fan asked for a private room first. As the saying goes, the mouth of the cannibal is short and the hands of the taker are short, so he had to let Su Meng eat his treat first before he could speak.
"If it doesn't work, then don't blame me for being polite first and then fighting." Yang Fan thought silently in his heart and stood at the door of Kumho Hotel waiting for Su Meng to appear.
This wait lasted more than an hour.
Su Meng clearly said she could arrive in half an hour, why hasn't she arrived yet?
Yang Fan couldn't help but take a few steps forward and came to the road in front of the Kumho Hotel and looked up.
At this moment, a red car came quickly and started to brake from the street. The screeching sound of the brakes sounded, and the tires rubbed against the ground and produced bursts of smoke. When the car stopped, the front of the car and the man standing on the roadside
Yang Fan's knees are no longer more than five centimeters tall.
"Holy shit, how the hell are you driving?" Yang Fan's heartbeat was beating like a drum, and his voice changed. At the same time, he kicked the front cover of the car hard, making a loud "bang" sound, and the car
A piece of the front cover was also flattened in.
This was so sudden that it shocked Yang Fan. If Yang Fan hadn't experienced a storm in recent years, he would have been so frightened that his legs became weak.
Yang Fan's kick on the front cover of the car just now was an instinctive reaction. Who could bear this anger? But after the kick was over, Yang Fan realized that the car was a sports car. When he took a second look, his grandma's car turned out to be a Ferrari?
Yang Fan's anger disappeared immediately, and he couldn't help but feel a little "thump" in his heart. What's wrong with this person who can drive a Ferrari? It's not that he's rich, he's just fucking powerful. This kind of money and power are simply...
It's the same thing. Another possibility is that he is a gangster like himself, but everyone drives a Ferrari, how far can he go?
"Although my car is not a good one, you can't kick it like this, right?" The car door opened, a tall woman got out of the driver's seat, walked around to the front of the car and looked at the place where the front cover was flattened and said.
Seeing that the person getting out of the car was a woman, Yang Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and thought to himself: It's a good thing it wasn't a man who got off, otherwise he would have to take action again.
"Do you drive like this? Do you know that you almost hit me? No matter how valuable your car is, it's not worth as much as a human life, right?" Yang Fan said vehemently.
When the tall woman heard what Yang Fan said, she turned around and looked at Yang Fan with a smile, and said, "Is human life really that valuable?"
Only then did Yang Fan see what this woman looked like. She was in her late twenties, with soft shawl hair swaying in the breeze, a standard oval face, and extremely delicate facial features. She was wearing a small lady's suit, and the skirt on her lower body only covered her round and straight curves.
The buttocks and round jade legs are wearing thin stockings, which makes people daydream again and again.
Sure enough, a mature woman still tastes good! Yang Fan couldn't help but think.
Seeing that Yang Fan was in a daze, the tall woman smiled with the corners of her mouth raised, as if she was not surprised at all that Yang Fan would show such an expression.
Only then did Yang Fan come to his senses and said righteously: "Don't think that having two filthy rich men is a big deal. The world's affairs cannot be explained by a single word."
"Okay, now I will talk to you." The woman suppressed the smile on her face and said to Yang Fan seriously.