Zoom in the window and look back at the title above your head: "The First Young Master of the Empire~ The Richest Man's Son Announces Coming!"

It turned out that one of them was the famous young master of the Feng family who kept going around. After closer inspection, the boy who was a little shorter than him seemed to be from the next class, which was the good friend of the owner of the sports car.

Isn't this man sending them two to meet the cake?

Or was he caught and raped?

……boring!

Leng Qianxun shook his head and patted his head. How could he suddenly become so gossipy?

The news is mixed with real and fake. The person who writes is a fool, and the person who believes in him is an idiot.

The onlookers don’t need to make too many speculations about them. Everyone’s pursuits are different, so passers-by can take a look.

When she picked up the mouse and was about to close it, she glanced at a line of words below her eyes, and couldn't help but sob. She was still lying down and was shot.

The newly released list of bent men at Emperor No. 1 Middle School: Leng Qianxun and Ling Xiaofeng.

Although I know I have always been on the list, there is no need to remind her again and again.

Ling Xiaofeng, the bent man in the next class, is Ling Xiaofeng. But that's fine, at least she has one more companion and has shared a little of her troubles.

In this way, she will not be the only one in the topic of betrayaling men in school in the future.

There is no end to reading gossip news, so Leng Qianxun decisively closed the window and went to search for the Baidu girl for the exam questions of previous years.

In Room 308 next to her, Ye Wushang woke up and found that it was already eight o'clock. After he finished washing up, it was almost time to call the director of the Transportation Bureau.

If this matter has not been resolved today, he wouldn't mind going to the Transportation Bureau in person.

Sitting on the sofa, I turned on my phone, browsing the hot news that popped up on it, thinking about the two men in his villa, his lips curled slightly, and finally let them taste the despicable ending.

His eyes swept the time on the wall, and the pointer pointed to 9 o'clock. As soon as he pressed his finger, he pulled out a number.

beep……

Before the beep was finished, the other end of the phone was picked up by the other party. It can be imagined that the other party had been waiting for a long time.

"Director Yin."

The man's cold voice from the morning was greatly excited by Yin Qun's ears.

"Leng Shen, morning!"

Although this voice was just the other end of the phone, it was a trend that made Director Yin nod and bow. "I was sorry yesterday, I went to the city for a meeting early in the morning..."

"Director Yin." Ye Wushang didn't want to hear him talk nonsense, and he just turned to the topic. "The tax paid in our wealthy area should be enough to install a street light every ten meters. Why is it still missing the road now? Is it the funding..." He deliberately did not say anything more.

"The funding is fine. It's because we were negligent. I'll send someone to see it right away."

Director Yin had a cold sweat on his head. The rich area paid so much money every year? How dare he say that the funds were short of funds?

No one has raised this question in the past decade, and no one cares about street lights. He also sends people to inspect and repair them every year according to ordinary standards.

Therefore, about one-third of the huge sums received every year was put into his pocket, one-third of which he used to respect his leaders, and the remaining one-third were used to do practical things.

Now, someone came to ask about this matter, which surprised him.
Chapter completed!