In his previous life in the company, he was often involved in operations that created hot topics and headlines. He knew very well that if he wanted to cover up a hot event, the best way was to create a new hot spot to attract attention.
But...how to create this hotspot?
On the way home, Li Zeyu was boasting proudly in hip-hop, while Shen Dapeng only responded with a smile, but he was upset in his heart. Why is this guy so heartless and not worried? Instead, he broke his heart for him!
But then I thought about it, and suddenly I smiled helplessly as if I was self-deprecating. Maybe this is the old saying that fools are blessed.
"Brother Peng, who are you talking nonsense about and saying that Xiaoxiao and I had children out of wedlock? Should I thank him? Without him, I wouldn't have the courage to propose marriage today."
"What? You want to thank that person who made up the nonsense and spread the rumors? You are really caring and filial. Why don't you think of that bastard as me? Come on, kneel down and kowtow a few times to show your gratitude!"
Shen Dapeng pressed Li Zeyu's neck and motioned for him to kneel down and kowtow, but it was just a joke and he didn't use too much force. Li Zeyu also laughed and broke away, shaking his head and jumping up and down.
"Brother Peng, you can really joke with me. If you are the one who spreads the lies, then you can count on my success in proposing marriage? You are really a god! I'm not joking with you. The water station has to deliver water early in the morning. I
I still have to go see if my father-in-law broke the iron fence last night and needs to repair it..."
Li Zeyu waved goodbye at the intersection. Looking at his happy and silly look, Shen Dapeng felt a little envious.
If you don’t have more ideas, you won’t have more troubles. Naturally, you don’t need to think carefully about everything. Living can be a little easier.
However, if I can be reborn, do I really want to live an ordinary life?
"Who is behind this? The Zhu brothers? They have no grudge against Li Zeyu. Huang Bin? He is his enemy, and he has never met Li Zeyu."
Suddenly, Shen Dapeng made a crisp sound with his fingertips, his eyes narrowed slightly, with a solemn expression, and he murmured: "It can't be you, right? Qian Xiaohao!"
Although Qian Xiaohao, like the Zhu brothers and Huang Bin, were all his enemies, he had many interactions with Li Zeyu, and it was Li Zeyu who always stood up for him and choked Qian Xiaohao. Besides, Qian Xiaohao's uncle was the logistics director of the county hospital.
, it is also easy to check the students’ physical examination results.
"Qian Xiaohao, he is really a sinister villain."
Shen Dapeng said lightly and slowly took out the phone, "Hey, Sun Dapaozi? Do me a little favor..."
After hanging up the phone, he saw that the originally hazy sky had brightened up, feeling extremely comfortable. Thinking about Qian Xiaohao who had unfortunately been shot and was about to become a new hot figure, he smiled slightly.
Only then did Shen Dapeng realize that he was really not a good person, at least not a good person.
At the gate of the County No. 1 Middle School, a case was lying quietly on the very conspicuous concrete floor. The breeze blew, and the pages of the case were flipped. When the wind stopped, the case returned to its original state.
"Damn, why, why? Last week, last week, last week, we were cleaning the school gate, and this week it's us again, our duty team of seven people, we can't do this no matter what.
Let’s share the work?”
A chubby classmate walked toward the school gate with his big ass squirming, his face full of reluctance, and the bamboo broom in his hand kept sweeping the concrete floor without even bending down. He was obviously
Perfunctory.
But then again, with his waist that is more than three feet wide, he probably won't be able to bend down.
"Pangpang, you are talking nonsense. There are indeed seven people in our team, but aren't we the only two boys? As men, we love each other. We need to do more physical work and we are not tired. Do you want to let a few women go?
You come here to sweep the streets in the wind and the sun? You are not a man at all."
The boy next to Chubby is not too thin, and can be considered a bit fat among his peers, but compared with Chubby, he is still relatively slim.
"Second Young Master, what you said is so nice. You should go to class and say it in front of your classmates. Maybe some blind girl will be moved and decide not to marry you."
Pangpang's tone was full of jealousy and ridicule, and he secretly wondered whether it was the Second Young Master who was causing trouble every time, so they came to clean the school gate, right?
"How many times have I told you, don't call me "Second Young Master" or "Second Young Master". People who know me know that I am the second youngest in the family, but those who don't know me think I am..."
"What are you? What are you? You are the second child! Haha."
Fatty mocked and laughed endlessly.
"Fat Zhutou, you are the second in command!"
The second young master's face turned red. He looked around and no one heard him, so he calmed down slightly. However, the big bamboo broom in his hand had already been slapped at Pangpang.
Jokes, crazy fights, frolics, and unique nicknames are all the most iconic things in the student years. People do not feel precious among them. After five or ten years, they often feel more cherished.
"Oh, let me wipe..."
His fat body was bulky, and he stepped on something. He slipped and fell heavily to the ground. Fortunately, his belly was thick enough for his age, so he didn't hit his cheek.
"Haha, retribution, I deserve it. I asked you to give me random nicknames. God will open your eyes!"
The second young master laughed so proudly to the sky, holding the big broom in front of him, extremely proud of himself.
"Get out of here, please God, I slipped on this piece of shit, who is so unethical and throwing rubbish indiscriminately..."
Pangpang stood up awkwardly, then leaned over to pick up the small notebook on the ground, "Huh? Case? Qian Xiaohao?"
"Qian Xiaohao? Which Qian Xiaohao? Is he the guy from Class 7 who held the doctor's note in his hand and showed off that he didn't have to queue during the physical examination in our senior year?"
The second young master was also curious, so he came up and wanted to reach out to take the case, but Pangpang pushed him back a few steps with his round belly.
"I guess so. This case is in the school. He should be a person from our No. 1 Middle School. He seems to be the only one who calls Qian Xiaohao such a disgusting name."
Pangpang flipped through the medical records, and his eyes, which were originally narrowed due to his obesity, gradually widened and blinked, showing excitement.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he looked over again, "Second Young Master, come here and take a look, Qian Xiaohao, 18 years old, has peridermatitis."
Pangpang emphasized the word 'posthitis' in an accentuated tone, but the second young master was a little confused, "Posthitis? What disease? Infectious skin disease?"
"nono, haha."
Pangpang looked at Er Shao's crotch with a smirk on his face. Er Shao was stunned and knew that it was definitely not a good disease. Taking advantage of Pang Pang's unpreparedness, he grabbed the case and said, "posthitis, cause, uncleanness and self-defense..."