Chapter 49 Three Tombs 12

When Lin Chen and Xing Conglian were baptized in the girls' dormitory, a storm was also brewing in the principal's office.

At the top of the bookshelf, the green leaves of Chlorophytum drooped lightly, and there was a cup of boiling water on the table.

The old man in a plain singlet was sitting by the window, his glasses on the tip of his nose, a pen in his hand, and he was looking down at a student paper.

In front of the old man stood a fourth-year boy. The boy was sweating coldly and seemed to be extremely nervous. The boy obviously did not expect that he was just here to ask for guidance on his graduation thesis, and he ran into a fight with the school's top management.

The vice-principal and a well-dressed middle-aged man were standing behind him. Their expressions were gloomy, as if they were enduring something. Many affairs are not as important as those few thin pages.

"Principal, I'm afraid it's not good for you to let Mr. Chen wait for a long time?" Finally, Vice-Principal Xu couldn't bear it any longer and broke the freezing atmosphere in the room.

The boy swallowed his saliva, looked at his nose and nose, and pretended not to hear anything.

"Oh... what's the matter with you?" The old man turned the last page of the thesis without raising his head, and replied very gently.

"Principal Su, is it your intention to agree to Lin Chen's investigation into the school?" The butler, standing aside, put his hands in his pockets, took a step, and was imposing.

"Oh, this matter." The old man pushed his glasses, and did not say any more, but raised his head and handed the annotated paper back to the boy, then said, "The topic can be more detailed, you are doing this now. The research scope of the paper is still too large... There are two translation errors in the abstract, I have marked them out, you have to go back and check the exact usage carefully, and the explanation should be more concise..."

The boy lowered his head and looked at his densely labeled thesis. He had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He thought that the supervisor of the graduation thesis was the principal, and it was probably just a cutscene. Undergraduate thesis, but he did not expect that the old man would teach him very carefully and patiently from the beginning of the topic selection, and even pointed out the problem of punctuation.

"There is nothing wrong with data collection, you have done it very carefully, but here in the analysis of variance, you can also do a multiple comparison test..."

The old man was still talking, but Chen Ping's face became more and more ugly. As the chief steward of a large family, how could he have received such a blatant indifference.

"Principal Su, aren't you ready to answer my question?" Chen Ping asked again.

"Excuse me to wait a moment." After the old man finished speaking, he continued to bow his head and explained the paper to the students.

"Su Anzhi, what do you mean!"

"I can't make my students wait, I'd better trouble you to wait a moment." The old man said politely.

Hearing this, Chen Ping couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly raised his voice: "Su Anzhi, who do you think you are, why do you ignore the decision of the board of directors and let Lin Chen enter the school without permission? Our Chen family has already stated that we prohibit Lin Chen from stepping into the school again. One step in Yongchuan University!"

"Probably these are the issues, you can go back and correct them, and show them to me at one o'clock on Friday afternoon." After the old man finished speaking, he nodded at the student, indicating that he can leave.

Hearing this, the boy glanced at Chen Ping, there was no disgust in his eyes, only indifference, then he bowed seriously to the teacher and turned to leave.

"I'm the president of Yongchuan University." The old man took off his glasses and hung them on the chest pocket of the old man's singlet, answering the previous question earnestly, "In this school, the only person who can make decisions on behalf of the board of directors is me."

"What do you mean, you have to protect Lin Chen, don't you look down on my Chen family!" Chen Ping slammed the table, almost annoyed.

"My student, just protect yourself." The old man said disdainfully.

The old man's attitude was surprisingly tough, and he didn't buy the Chen family's account at all. Chen Ping suddenly found that he couldn't advance or retreat, and there was no better way. In the end, he could only stretch out his fingers and put down his harsh words: "Su Anzhi, the chairman of the board of directors this year. When the time comes, be careful, my Chen family will be the first to impeach you!"

Following his fierce threat, there were three knocks at the door.

Tee, Tee, Tee...

The voice was very soft and gentle, but every note seemed to hit Chen Ping's heart, making him very angry. Who would dare to knock on the door when he was angry.

He turned around suddenly, and couldn't help but catch his breath.

He saw a person standing at the door, a young man who was too good-looking.

The young man wears gray trousers, the upper body is equipped with a black turtleneck cashmere sweater, and the sweater cuffs are opened to the elbow part, revealing a fair wrist. He holds only a plate in his hand, and two transparent tall tall feet are placed on the plate. The cup, the liquid in the cup shakes gently, the young man raised his eyes, and swept his eyes with a smile. His hair color was a bit amber, and his skin was too white. Against the black turtleneck sweater, the smile was like a spring breeze. So elegant and gentle.

The youth knocked the door without talking, but just took the dining plate to the inside. He sat down at the seat next to the old man. He put down the plate and handed one of the high cups to the old man.

The old man seemed to see any baby, and regardless of the people around him, raised the cup and took a big sip.

Chen Ping, who was watching on the side, then reacted. He just wanted to speak, but the young man looked up slightly and glanced at him. The corner of his eyes was full of smiles: "Manager Chen, you just said some problems."

Hearing this, Chen Ping just felt funny. He had no wanted to quarrel. Now someone is provocative. Of course, he is happy to say a few more words.

"Imurixing is a program. It is a program for criminal prosecution for senior government officials who crimes.

Chen Ping thought that he had heard it wrong. He was even corrected, and some people would really be idle and corrected a word he said wrong.

"Oh, what's going on without the vote of my Chen family. After the board of directors in June this year, your teacher can only roll off the principal's position."

"You're wrong again." The young man was still laughing. He laughed and rained, and it was very beautiful. "He is not my teacher."

"who are you!"

After Chen Ping asked, he regretted that he seemed to be careless and stepped into what kind of speech trap.

"Guess?" The young man asked with a smile.

Chen Ping is so uncomfortable to vomit blood. This feeling is too aggrieved. For example, if you want to use your whole body strength, the other party does not take it, just sprinkle you lightly. Sleeping is still aggrieved.

Chen Ping took a deep breath, shook his sleeves, turned to leave, but behind the sound of young souls.

"I just tried to understand the intention of steward Chen, and I also thought about it for you. If the Chen family wanted to successfully" impeach "on the board of directors, he needed to get more than half of the seats first, equivalent to RMB, about two hundred and six, about 266 One billion, but you also know that the absolute controlling stake in Yongchuan University has always been in the family of that family, so even if the Chen family can afford the money, I don’t know if the family is willing to sell ... "

The young man raised his legs and raised one hand, and his tone was quite worried. Mr. Su couldn't help laughing, and then he snoring, um, carbonated drink.

"you!"

Chen Ping turned back sharply, and then realized that the slender and tall cup turned out to be Coke, Coke ...

The old one in front of him was at the beginning of teasing him!

"You wait for me!"

He was pointed at his forehead, and the youth was not angry. He pursed the liquid in the cup, smiled, and did not say good, just said, "Again."

Chen Ping's chest was very painful, and he turned away with resolutely, afraid to stay again, and he was recurred by the heart disease.

Looking at the back of the housekeeper and the vice president, Mr. Su Lao put down the cup, took his face, turned his head to educate the youth next to him: "You rabbit, not as good as Lin Chen's filial piety, I don't want to come back to see if I have 60 big birthdays. Look!"

"Of course." The young man laughed. He raised the glass and gently touched the glass with Mr. Su: "Not only is filial piety, but more troublesome, I have never been comparable to him."

At this time, Mr. Su, who changed his specialty, was angry with his chest.

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Mr. Lin on the same campus, I don't know yet, I have just been hacked.

He just visited the girl's dormitory with the Captain Captain. When he went out, he had a few more old books in his hands.

Captain criminals rubbed their ears. The girl was probably the favorite creature in the world. In addition, the aunt who was super strong in decibels. He only felt dizzy and tinnitus. Thinking back to the girls who only said nothing, it was too many. It is almost impressive.

"Is there any gain?" He thought about it, and could only ask Lin Chen.

Hearing this, Lin Chen stuffed a book with a tattered back into his hand.

Xing Cong was stunned for a while, looked down at the cover, and found that it was a book of "Discrete Mathematics". The version of the book was not old. The reason why it was tattered was that it had been read too many times. On the title page of the book, a name is written.

"Xu... Haozhen?" Xing Cong even read the name, as if it sounded familiar.

But before he could recall the name, his shoulder was slapped heavily, and Professor Fu's serious voice came from behind him: "Lao Xing, this is because you are thinking about our little junior sister?"

Xing Conglian just remembered that Xu Haozhen was the girl who appeared at Lin Chen's class reunion. He turned around and saw Professor Fu's face as if he had not woken up. He was probably just woken up by the phone, but his expression was still very strange. Willing.

"Why did your little sister's book appear on the bed of the dead?"

"What deceased?" Fu Hao rubbed his face, thinking he was hallucinating.

"Something happened at school." Lin Chen grabbed Fu Hao and briefly told him about the strange case that happened in the early morning.

As Fu Hao listened, his mouth became wider and wider. He also did not expect that so many things happened in the school in his sleep.

"So...Wang Shishi found Xu Haozhen's book on the bed, which means they know each other?" Fu Hao's eyes fell on Xing Conglian, he thought for a while, then looked at Lin Chen in disbelief, "Senior brother...you Didn't you think that Junior Sister Xu had a problem early on, why exactly?"

"At first, I just thought she was a little weird."

"Why, just because people admire you very much and want to meet you?"

"No, it's because of her nail polish."

"What happened to the nail polish?"

"Under what circumstances would a girl choose to wear nail polish that is not suitable for her?"

"You don't think it's suitable for others, but they actually like it?" Fu Hao couldn't help but retort.

Lin Chen recalled that when he shook hands with Xu Haozhen, the girl deliberately retracted her fingertips and shook her head, "She knows that she is not suitable, she doesn't like it, and she cares very much."

"She's just experimenting with colors?"

"Do you need ten fingers to test colors?"

"Did someone force her to paint it?"

"I'm forced to ask you to paint your nails."

Lin Chen's tone was indifferent, and Fu Hao hurriedly retracted his fingers, "Then who picked it for her, or who wanted her to paint it, she was embarrassed to refuse it, for example, brother, you want to borrow your shirt for me to wear. I must be embarrassed to refuse... But why are you so entangled with this nail polish issue, Senior Brother, I feel a little bit of a bullshit..."

When Fu Hao opened his mouth, he couldn't hold back the conversation. Hearing this, Lin Chen's eyelids suddenly lifted, as if he had thought of something key.