Chapter 1220 poor students
Wang Lang took off his pants and turned around casually, "I want to sleep. If you don't leave, you will really see it all."
Xia Shuyao covered her eyes. "Shameless! Bitch! Shameless!"
Wang Lang acted as if he wanted to take off his pants, but Xia Shuyao threw the door and went out.
Early the next morning, Quail called and said he wanted to go back and asked Wang Lang when he would go around his place. Wang Lang promised to go after a while, and Qi Pi returned home and filed for divorce from his wife. It should be possible to get everything done in the past few days.
Qian Wanglang, who was running a car repair factory, was not in a hurry to give Qi Pi, for fear of something going wrong. It was not that Wang Lang didn't believe in Qi Pi, but Wang Lang didn't believe in Ma Jiawen. That woman was very mean and was not a good guy. Qi Pi was a more impulsive person and could not do anything. So just in case, she would wait for Qi Pi to completely divorce her marriage and divorce her money.
After breakfast, Wang Lang drove Xia Shuyao and walked into the school.
After leaving the community, Xia Shuyao, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly patted her phone and muttered, "Why is the internet disconnected?"
The car suddenly stopped. Xia Shuyao raised her eyes and was about to argue with Wang Lang. When she raised her eyes, she saw Wang Lang staring at the front with expressionless expression. Through the car window, she saw four large trucks outside, clamping Wang Lang's car driving in the middle.
Everything is basically stuck in the front and back.
Wang Lang moved his muscles and bones slightly for a moment, "Hait up his seat belt."
Xia Shuyao in the back row quickly fastened her belt.
squeak!
The car that was walking forward stopped suddenly, and the truck behind Wang Lang immediately braked. In this way, it suddenly distanced itself from the train with Wang Lang on both sides. Then, Wang Lang stepped on the accelerator and rushed out of the gap.
The steering wheel turned rapidly, and the car turned around in the moment it left the truck gap, speeding in the opposite direction, and finally rushed into a path that the truck could not enter.
Before leaving, Wang Lang lowered the car window, slowly stretched out a hand with a cigarette in his arms, turned his palm, and compared his middle finger to the four trucks.
Retract your hand and put the cigarette on your mouth, "Did you know who they were just now?"
Xia Shuyao stretched her neck and looked at the trucks from outside the window. After rinsing in, she shook her head. Wang Lang took out his cell phone, clicked on a web page, entered a password, and entered a license plate number. After a while, the license plate of the car was displayed on the Thirteen State Group.
I thought of who the people came.
Wang Lang looked at the four trucks that were about to disappear from the rearview mirror and took a sip of cigarettes, "Sister Yao, don't walk around today, wait for me wherever you go. When I'm on duty today, you'll wait for me in the dormitory."
Xia Shuyao was not stubborn either, and turned her head and looked at the direction where the four trucks disappeared.
"Wang Lang, was it someone sent by Cao Zhen?"
Wang Lang grinned and turned his head to look at Xia Shuyao in the back row, "It's not easy, I can use my brain."
"Get out, they are the only ones who have a grudge against me in the entire Linshui City. I don't know whether Cao Zhen lives or dies. You and I are in the same group. This kind of situation is just Cao Zhen's brother Cao Tai." Xia Shuyao analyzed.
"What does this person Cao Tai look like?" Wang Langbang flew out of smoke.
"Although these two people are two brothers, they have very different personalities. Cao Zhen occasionally plays with evil things. Cao Tai plays with everything, both open and dark, and he plays better than Cao Zhen, leaving no traces. He has several murders on his hands, but the police have not found any evidence yet, so he has not caught him yet. If Cao Zhen commits a crime, he will only make people talk back. Who is stronger and who is weak, think about it yourself."
After hearing what Xia Shuyao said, and combined with what Chu Lele and Qi Guxue said before, Wang Lang probably had a guess in his mind.
"Can you get me a photo of Cao Tai?" Wang Lang suddenly asked.
Xia Shuyao was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Wang Lang was going to do. "Yes, but I want Lele to find it. Lele didn't know where he got the photos of Cao Tai and Cao Zhen. He held the darts every day."
"After arriving at school, let Chu Lele give it to me." Wang Lang extinguished the cigarette butts, and the two of them said nothing.
Wang Lang did not go to Cao Nanhu's class anyway, so he went to the principal's office to talk to the principal for the whole morning. He asked Cao Nanhu about some things, and asked Cao Nanhu's class if he could change the grades at that time.
The principal did not agree or refuse, but just smiled at Wang Lang.
When he was about to go to have lunch at noon, the head teacher called Wang Lang and asked Wang Lang to hand over the application form for the poor students for this semester. Wang Lang asked, "The first-class poor students cost 5,000 yuan, the second-class three thousand, and the third-class one thousand."
It just happened that he had to invest the money to Chi Pi. He was once again in a hurry. Wang Lang could get a scholarship through his powers, and he could spend 5,000 yuan for a while.
However, due to the lack of poverty certificates at hand, Wang Lang turned to the principal's office and stumbled with the principal for a long time before the principal agreed to get Wang Lang a certificate of poverty student.
I talked about the application of poor students in the group, but no one replied to Wang Lang. When Wang Lang was confused, these students didn't care about the money, several private messages were sent, all of which were privately chatting with Wang Lang about the application of poor students.
It takes face to cooperate.
Wang Lang touched the details of the students and muttered. "All of them are richer than me, what application should I apply for? Can I take care of children from poor families like me who come from deep in the mountains?"
After probably having a conclusion in my mind, Wang Lang knew who to give the money.
Of course, the number of students with special hardship needs to be considered.
This feeling of being a squad leader is really pleasant.
In the afternoon, I went to the principal's place to get a certificate of poor students. Wang Lang @ed all the members in the group and asked everyone to hold a class meeting in the afternoon. Of course, it doesn't matter if they don't come, Chu Lele has already found the classroom.
After arriving in the classroom in the afternoon, I found that more than a dozen people had come. Wang Lang Wanyan told the two families to get out of poverty. This kind of person and the kind of person who drives a BMW and receives a minimum living allowance.
There were eleven people left, with only eight places, and Chu Lele was among them. At the beginning, Chu Lele bluntly said that he wanted a second-class place, and then he ran away. The remaining few people roughly explained the situation.
The one named Huo Yanzi is here too.
After the other people finished talking, only Wang Lang and Huo Yanzi were left.
Wang Lang grinned, "I am almost the same as Chu Lele, both of them are orphans."
A little fat man flattered with a smile, "What else do you want to say? Sister Lele only needs to be a second-class, and then she will be the squad leader." The others also agreed.
There was still Huo Yanzi left in the field. Huo Yanzi bit her lip and rubbed the corners of her clothes with both hands. Wang Lang signaled Huo Yanzi to tell her about the situation. Huo Yanzi bit her lip, "My father went to do business at the beginning of the year, and something happened. To this day, he is still lying on the hospital bed, and all the valuables at home are sold."
After scanning everyone's expressions, Huo Yanzi stood up and bowed to everyone, tears fell on the floor, "I hope everyone can give me the quota for extremely poor students."
Several people looked at Wang Lang together.
Chapter completed!