Chapter 269 Big Sister of Education School (Part 3)

Chapter 269: Big Sister in Education School (3)

Being swept away by Zhao Jianhui's sharp eyes, not to mention the girl standing in front of him, even the classmates who were watching couldn't help but tremble. Oh my god, this man’s eyes are as sharp as knives! ! !

What Zhao Jianhui wants is this effect, that is, to be seen by as many students as possible when they are all in school, and that everyone knows that Jin Yuanyuan cannot be messed with.

At this moment, Jin Yuanyuan and Mei Lin looked at her tall figure, their eyes filled with little stars. Wow, this is a real man!

But he didn't know that because of his move, Jin Yuanyuan became famous. After arriving at Peking University, she didn't even have a boyfriend who dared to pursue her. Mei Lin was tired of being with Jin Yuanyuan every day, and she was very attracted to Jin Yuanyuan. Well, in the end, Mei Lin and Jin Yuanyuan went to Zhao Jianhui to "settle accounts" and made Comrade Zhao's head as big as a bucket. That's a story for another day.

When Zhao Jianhui said how the girl beat Jin Yuanyuan in the morning, and now Jin Yuanyuan can beat her back, the little girl couldn't help covering her face and started crying. Jin Yuanyuan said in a low voice with a look of embarrassment: "Is it better not to give up? We are all classmates in the same school. As long as they stop bullying me in the future..."

Following Jin Yuanyuan's words, almost all the classmates standing next to her, including the classmate who covered her face with her hands, gathered around her: "Jin Yuanyuan... Boss Jin, from now on, the sisters will follow you, that Miao Xiaoxian, just let her eat shit..." Screams and quarrels arose one after another, and Zhao Jianhui was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, what kind of children are these? Why did he change his boss so quickly without taking a firm stand?

In fact, we can't blame these children. In their generation, they always admired whoever was the most powerful. The performances by Zhao Jianhui, Liu Cheng and others just now were so wonderful. If it weren't for Zhao Jianhui's resolute and cold face with a majesty that makes people afraid to approach, these little guys would have rushed to him to get his autograph.

Since idols are not easy to get close to, it’s better to get close to the idol’s sister.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, patted Jin Yuanyuan's shoulder, nodded and said: "Then let's do it. Since you don't want to fight back, then let them remember first, who dares to bully you again? Just call me and I'll take care of her Go to school well and don't let your mother worry." Seeing Jin Yuanyuan and Mei Lin walking into the school gate, Zhao Jianhui drove out his car, picked up Wu Fengjiao, and Liu Cheng followed them in their car. In the back, drive west out of the city. In the car behind, the four people brought by Liu Cheng each took the passenger seat. The other three people tightly squeezed Miao Xiaoxian in the middle of the back seat. Miao Xiaoxian watched as the car quickly rushed out of the crowd. Xiaoxian was stunned for more than ten minutes, and then shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Where are you taking me? Send me down, brother... uncle... I don't dare anymore!" !”

The young man sitting in the passenger seat adjusted the sunglasses on his nose with his hand and snorted coldly: "Let you go? Let you go back and beat our boss's woman? If you can't deal with this matter, you won't see tomorrow. The sun is shining..."

"I don't know you either. Let me go quickly. Where are you doing... My eldest brother is..." Her words suddenly stopped. It turned out that the young man beside her took out a bright sharp knife from his arms. He pressed gently against her waist.

"Hmph, if you scream again, I will let you try to see if this knife is sharp. As long as you are honest, I guarantee that you will be fine." The young man tried his best to look fierce.

While talking, this guy also made a show of reaching out to touch Miao Xiaoxian's thighs and breasts. Xiaomiao, this girl, had indeed seen a lot of the world. She didn't say a word. She sat there silently, looking at his hands slowly and slightly panicked. Slowly approach your body! !

"Damn, it's like an airport. There's really nothing to touch." This girl was surprisingly neither noisy nor fussy, which made the friend who put his big hand on her chest lose his mind. Unable to achieve the expected effect, this trick simply couldn't be played anymore, so I had to smile to myself and take back my hand.

"Brother, let me touch you... No, let each of you touch it. Can you please let me go? I will never dare to bully Jin Yuanyuan from now on. Can I hide away when I see her? I beg you. ..." She was so shocked by her words that Liu Chengdu, who was driving in front, almost fell out of the front gear.

I really don’t know what the girl in front of me is thinking.

The car drove for a full hour before Zhao Jianhui stopped at the edge of a dense forest at the foot of the mountain. Wu Fengjiao looked suspiciously at Zhao Jianhui, who was sitting in the car with a sullen face for a long time without opening the door and getting out, and asked in a serious voice: "Are you really going to cause trouble?"

Zhao Jianhui forced a smile: "Haha, do you think I'm really a gangster? Don't worry, it'll be fine. It's just a matter of lifting her to the cliff in front and blowing in the cool breeze for a while. At most, she'll catch a cold for a few days... …”

After the day when the dragon raised its head, it was the first spring rain since the beginning of spring this year. The cool breeze blew raindrops in through the open windows. Xiang Guodong, who will turn 32 in three days, is sitting in front of the computer, staring blankly at the stock market, looking at the green and beating data, like looking at countless pairs of evil wolf eyes in the night.

1.2 million, now there are only 60,000 left.

Everything seemed like a dream. Everything was so unreal. Only the curtains blown by the wind and the cold raindrops hitting his face occasionally made him feel that he still had a little consciousness.

Everything was over, and he was a pauper again.

At that moment, Xiang Guodong's heart was as cold as the autumn rain outside the window.

Just now, his wife Tian Minjun handed him a divorce report. "I hope to see you signed your name tomorrow morning." After saying that, the woman twisted her round buttocks into the bedroom and locked the door with a bang.

"### Mom, bitch!" Xiang Guodong cursed fiercely in his heart. At that moment, he really wanted to kill someone.

In fact, Xiang Guodong had known that this day would come sooner or later.

As early as two years ago, when he was still running a company in Bingzhou, he used his sixth sense to detect Tian Minjun's infidelity to him, but there was no evidence.

Besides, it's better not to find that kind of evidence. Some men always want to know what kind of man their wives sleep with, secretly follow them, investigate them openly and secretly, as if they will not stop until they see their wives in bed with other men with their own eyes. Xiang Guodong thinks that is just rubbing salt into his wounds and is not worth imitating.

What kind of man does it matter? Maybe he is a rich man, maybe his wife's boss at work, maybe a young handsome guy, or simply a beggar on the street, in short, he is just a man.

That man entered your territory when you were not paying attention, while you were not doing your best on your wife, and cultivated the land that belonged to you without authorization. What else, nothing more.

Xiang Guodong's mind often appeared the scene of his wife's fair and delicate body, twisting and turning under a vague man. He seemed to hear his wife's charming and rapid ###, and seemed to feel the heat from the tightness of her lower body when she was orgasming.

Tian Minjun is shy. Only when she is in orgasm will she completely give up her reserve. She murmurs and intermittently exhales some words that are usually difficult to say from her slightly open mouth. These words that make men excited are what he has taught her in bed over the past few years. It can be said that he has developed this woman and turned her from a young and shy girl into a sexy and charming beauty. But now this beauty no longer belongs to him. The secret garden that originally belonged to him has moved in with another man. His wife is using the actions he taught her to please another man, and then using the words he taught her to seduce that man to work hard on her.

But who can be blamed for all this? Everything is related to stocks. He doesn't think it's the result of his reluctance to give up the company's business and his wife's long-term separation. He has never thought that it was his obsession with making money that ignored the woman's feelings and let other men take advantage of the situation.

Xiang Guodong himself did not understand why he was obsessed with stocks. He thought that it was stocks that made him abandon his business, and now it was stocks that found a man for his wife.

In the past two years, Xiang Guodong felt that his surname was not Xiang but Bei, which means unlucky. Everything was unlucky. Otherwise, why did the market keep falling as soon as he entered the stock market? Why was it like a magic hand controlling him, always making him buy at the highest point and sell at the lowest point? Why did he always grab a new round of decline every time he tried to grab a rebound?

Bad luck was not only reflected in stocks, but also in his body.

Since entering the market, his thing was not as good as before. It was rare to reunite with his wife. Every time he rolled off Tian Minjun panting, Tian Minjun would say disdainfully: "Your thing is almost the same as your stocks."

This was a very devastating statement for a man's self-confidence, and Tian Minjun's attitude made his thing even more useless. Xiang Guodong was always ashamed and silent, anxiously waiting for a miracle to happen. He knew that if the stock market still could not get out of the low-volatility market, his weakness would never have hope of rising.

But the reality is that the stock market still persists in creating new lows every day, and he is getting weaker day by day. It was during those weak days that Tian Minjun put a green hat on him.

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