Although it only lasted half an hour, with Xue Laosan's ability, he returned to the campus silently and sat back in the classroom before the bell rang. It was not difficult.
The afternoon class was a subject that Xue Laosan was interested in. The class was taught by Ning Yili, the dean of the Department of Economics and Management of Beijing University.
In later generations, Xue Laosan heard of this man's name, and he advocated the implementation of joint-stock reform in state-owned enterprises. He was named Ning Shares and was very famous in the economics circle.
In his previous life, Xue Xiang was just a down-and-out woman, and it was only in the media that people could hear about how great this man was.
Unexpectedly, this is the first time in my life that I have the opportunity to have such close contact with Professor Ning.
Experts will know what is wrong as soon as they take action. What Ning Yili teaches this time is macroeconomics, but he explains it in a simple and easy-to-understand manner. He often uses actual situations in life as examples, and finally dissects profound economic principles layer by layer, which is persuasive.
Extremely strong.
Economics was Xue Laosan's shortcoming. For the first time, Xue Laosan, a poor student in the party school, felt that attending party classes would not be so boring.
After a class, Xue Laosan wanted to talk to Professor Ning alone, but found that Professor Ning's podium was already surrounded by other students, so Xue Laosan had to find another opportunity.
After dinner, I looked for a phone booth and made a phone call with classmate Xue Shi. Tomorrow was Sunday, and I was about to tell her to stay at home peacefully. Who would have thought that just as the phone rang, I heard her silver-bell-like triumphant laughter,
What did he say, "Don't worry about it, Sister Liu is picking me up to play."
With President Liu taking care of him, Xue Laosan naturally felt relieved.
After hanging up the phone, Xue Laosan started wandering around the lake again. He didn't want to go back to the dormitory early. Seeing that Peng Chun was hesitant to speak.
Peng Chun had always given him winks in class before.
The lake is surrounded by small willow trees. It is located at a bend, which is the place where the wind blows away. In the evening, it is a comfortable place to relax after a meal.
However, there are many grand sceneries in the Central School, and not everyone may be as sympathetic to the tranquility as Xue Laosan. Therefore, although the evening breeze here is pleasant and the autumn waves are rippling, there are not many tourists.
Xue Laosan walked around the lake and found a bench near the wind outlet. As he walked towards that place, he heard someone calling his name. He looked up and saw that it was Comrade Peng Chun.
This time, Xue Laosan stopped hiding. He took two quick steps and sat on the chair. He waited patiently for Peng Chun to arrive.
He thought to himself, "If I don't give Lao Peng a break today, this guy is not done yet."
Lao Pengfang ran forward, with a swollen and red face. Before he could even breathe, Xue Laosan spoke, "Lao Peng, I told you what's going on with your kid. I've told you several times.
You've done it all over. You might come to me for that matter. If your secretary surnamed Wang is determined to stalk you, then I, Deputy Director Xu of the Planning Commission, will call him and you can ask him to contact you by himself!"
It was obvious that Xue Laosan was trying to slander the man named Wang. People with the surname Wang had become devils by following their own paths, and they didn't have the guts to call Xu Ziqian directly. Xu Ziqian was now a veteran candidate for the political bureau.
This person's name frequently appears on the CCTV news at seven o'clock every night. Officials from below come to Beijing to seek connections and gain connections. They are also the same way as working for the imps below. No one dares to face the King of Hell.
Xue Laosan originally thought that as soon as he said these words, Peng Chun would have to speak at length again, but little did he know that when Peng Chun took a deep breath and spat out the words, he almost fell down.
"Xue Xiang, no... it's not good. Huo Wubing broke in and snatched the porcelain pig from under your pillow. When I came, I was not in the dormitory. Lao Cui was reading a book, but he was slapped by Huo.
He was pushed against the wall and his waist was thrown out of the way. The one who suffered the mother-in-law’s trouble was in front of him, and there was no way for him to do so!"
Peng Chun bent over, holding his knees with both hands, his eyes red.
Xue Laosan's expression was as calm as ever, "Lao Peng, I'll go back to the dormitory first."
The voice was so cold that Peng Chun couldn't help but shudder.
Peng Chunzheng was wondering why Xue Xiang said he had gone back to the dormitory first. Could it be that he, Peng, didn't want to follow him back?
I was stunned for a moment, and when I looked up again, I saw the shadow of Xue Laosan nowhere in front of me.
When he returned to the dormitory, Cui Principle was lying on the bed humming. Xue Laosan climbed up the bed ladder and sat next to Cui Principle, "Old Cui, where is the injury? Come here, let me take a look!"
He looked up and saw that it was Xue Xiang. Ji Principle seemed to have found an organization. He grabbed Xue Xiang's big hand and scolded him, "I'm an ancestor. Can a scum like Huo Wubing enter the party school? Can he also be the squad leader?
?The sky has no eyes, the organization is unfair, Xue Xiang, you support me, help me go to the principal's office
Office, I don’t care if the elders of Huo Wubing’s family are old friends of Principal Xia. I just ask Principal Xia about people like Huo Wubing who break into classmates’ dormitories, take other people’s belongings, and beat up classmates who are brave enough to do justice.
Bad elements, should we deal with them according to strict party discipline and school rules?"
"No matter what you need to support, you brother is already like this, so you should just worry about yourself. Come here, let me see where the injury is. I heard from Lao Peng that it hurts my waist. I happen to have some massage skills that I don't know about.
The relationship is good, so you kid can take advantage of it."
As he spoke, Xue Laosan reached out and grabbed Cui Principle's big hand.
Cui Principle was suffering from severe back pain, and he could hardly move as he lay there. Now, Xue Xiang wanted to attack him, but he was frightened to death.
As the old saying goes, if your mouth is hairless, your work will be weak.
In particular, when it comes to massage, it belongs to traditional Chinese medicine. It is the most important thing to consider when choosing dishes. It is serious for the general public. If you don’t have a few wrinkles on your forehead or a bunch of white hair on your lips, it will make the patient feel uncomfortable.
No confidence.
At this moment, Xue Laosan was preparing to give Cui a massage. There were no wrinkles on his forehead and no white hair on his lips. How could he not make Cui Principle terrified?
However, since Xue Laosan has taken action, there is no room for Cui Principle to disobey.
At that moment, Xue Laosan used his clever hands to stabilize Ji Principle's body, found the red and swollen spot on his waist, and covered it with his hand.
When his hand came into contact with the skin, Cui Principle felt as if his own mother had died, and howled out in heart-breaking pain. When Xue Xiang pressed his palms tightly and kneaded them several times, the shocking howl immediately turned into a small scream.
The pig hums happily while eating.
Peng Chun didn't know what was going on, so he rushed to the door and happened to hear Cui Principle's howl. He walked in and saw Xue Laosan attacking Cui Principle, so he had no words to complain.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Xue Laosan jumped out of bed, and in an instant, Cui Principle also climbed out of bed.
After standing still, Cui Principle began to twist his waist left and right, and suddenly, he grabbed Xue Laosan's arm and exclaimed repeatedly.
Just now he was in terrible pain, but Xue Xiang rubbed it with his big hands a few times, and it was completely healed. Not even a miracle doctor could be so miraculous.
How did Cui Principle know that Xue Laosan's just a few rubs seemed simple, but in fact he used the best methods in Chinese martial arts to secretly vomit internal energy to help Cui Principle reduce swelling and blood stasis as quickly as possible.
"Okay, Lao Cui, don't talk about these useless things, let's talk serious. Huo Wubing rushed in, snatched the porcelain pig, and didn't say anything else?"
Xue Laosan did not go directly to Huo Wubing, but turned back here to help Cui Principle relieve his pain. After all, Cui was injured because of Xue Laosan.
The second is to understand the specific situation.
Huo Wubing was not crazy. He came to avenge him, Mr. Xue, and would not use a porcelain pig to vent his anger. Although the person named Huo also knew that he, Xue Laosan, valued this porcelain pig, Xue Laosan believed that Mr. Huo
, he must not know how much he, Xue Laosan, values this porcelain pig.
If Huo Wubing knew about it, he might not dare to attack the porcelain pig.
In a nutshell, Xue Laosan believed that Huo Wubing snatched the porcelain pig as a bait to lure him, Xue Laosan, into taking the bait.
When Xue Laosan mentioned Huo Wubing, Cui Principle smiled on his face and said, "The guy named Huo is just crazy. He rushed in, turned over your bed, threw all your quilts to the floor, and grabbed the porcelain pig's poop.
Let's go. I stopped him. The bastard gave me a hard push. My waist hit the hard iron of the bed ladder and I fell to the ground. The man surnamed Huo knocked on the door and left. In one word, he's so crazy.
I will go find Principal Xia now."
Peng Chun, who had been confused when he entered the door, finally touched the door and pushed Cui Principle, "Old Cui, don't heal your scars and forget the pain. People named Huo are not that simple!"
"I don't care if it's simple or not, this grandson is such a big deal, I don't believe that this dignified Yang school can't be reasoned with!"
"What's the point?"
"Lao Peng, aren't you confused? Huo robbed Xue Xiang's things and beat me. This is a hard fact. Why would Principal Xia really ignore school ethics and party discipline for the sake of the old man of his Huo family?"
"Old Cui, I think you were so confused at the Water Resources Department that you didn't know anything about the world! What's the hard truth? Let me ask you, who else saw Huo Wubing coming in to grab things besides you. He beat you.
Yes, who saw it again? Where is your wound? Just because of this, you want to find Principal Xia. I think you are looking for a punishment!"
"Oh, it's all Xue Xiang's fault. If I had known, I would have had someone carry him to Principal Xia's office!"
"Come on, let me tell you, Huo Wubing has a better plan. Even if you were injured, even if I was in the dormitory at the time, it would be useless. In the same way, Huo Wubing can find other alibi witnesses.
,So, don’t expect to win the lawsuit just by talking about this matter!”
After Peng Chun finished speaking, Cui Principle fell down on the chair, his eyes were blank, and he murmured, "This is not reasonable anymore!"
Peng Chun ignored him and said to Xue Xiang, "Brother Xue, let's put up with this dumb mouth for the time being. It's just a decoration. If you don't like it, I will find you a more beautiful one named Huo later."
That’s it!”
After getting along with each other for a few days, Peng Chun had a pretty good understanding of Xue Xiang's temperament. He was definitely a cold-hearted guy, and he also had a bad temper. He saw it clearly last time at the Renmin Hotel.
This time, Huo Wubing came to the door again and asked Xue Xiang to settle the matter, which was impossible even if he thought about it.
Unexpectedly, Xue Xiang became extremely calm. He sat on the chair in front of his desk, with his legs raised high on the desk, smoking a cigarette leisurely. He was extremely relaxed and there was no sign of anger. (To be continued.)