Zhao Wenjie stood up with a big belly and walked forward step by step, like a big horse monkey.

"Oh, hey, but I'll support me! Oh, hey..." The rich dishes on the table obviously made the president forget some reserve. After eating, he almost broke his stomach, but his appetite made him unable to stop.

He walked in front, while the girls walked behind and kept whispering, no one paid attention to his lament.

Hao Jun walked at the end and was assigned by his mother Yu Fang to send these friends out. The arranged cars were parked in the parking lot. She was worried that they could not find the way to the parking lot.

Hao Jun took this opportunity to talk to Hu Jiajie about life, ideals, and the most important view of emotions. He spoke softly, afraid that the girls in front of him would join in after hearing this, and reverse his "teaching and answering doubts."

Hu Jiajie was confused and his attitude was still very obvious. Hao Jun clearly saw a flash of contempt in his eyes. Perhaps this brat was thinking about what can a guy who only knows unrequited love to educate him? He didn't mind his face being too overwhelmed!

The bored Zhao Wenjie wailed a few times. Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he turned around to Hao Jun and Hu Jiajie, wanting to join the boys, but the two of them suddenly stopped.

"Unhappy!"

Zhao Wenjie hummed for a while, and these words appeared.

Hu Jiajie glanced at him and ignored him. Hao Jun just pretended not to hear him.

Zhao Wenjie glared at Hao Jun and couldn't help but say, "I think our Lotus City Fan Association has been looked down upon and severely despised!"

He shouted loudly, which made several girls look back and see him, but I don’t know why he suddenly said this.

"Please, brother, the fan association of Lianhua City No. 1 Middle School is no longer in harmony with you. There is no such thing as us!" Hao Jun hit Zhao Wenjie with a smile.

Zhao Wenjie immediately lowered his head as if he had beaten Yan'er's eggplant.

But soon this person cheered up again, his eyes brightened and even scary, saying, "I just stepped down as the president of the Fan Club of Lianhua City No. 1 Middle School, and I am not the Fan Club of Lianhua City. Who said that the Fan Club stipulates that the people of Lianhua City No. 1 Middle School must be followed?"

This kid suddenly got to know her.

Hao Jun couldn't help but think.

The girls in front of them also stopped talking, and even subconsciously stopped together, waiting for Hao Jun and the other two to come up together, looking at Zhao Wenjie with bright eyes, wanting to listen carefully to his high opinions.

Obviously, no matter President Zhao or Vice President Xia, everyone, including Song Yuanlao, was unwilling to let the fan association become the treasure of others and had nothing to do with them.

However, Zhao Wenjie's yell just now was just a flash of inspiration, perhaps also a kind of indulgence in thinking that broke free from the constraints of the No. 1 Middle School of the City, so that he dared to snatch back what he had lost from the "authority" he believed in the past.

Of course, we can't simply say that robbing is just a way to start a new job.

But obviously, President Zhao has no specific ideas and no effective means and methods that can be expected.

Hao Jun didn't care much. The effort he put into the senior high school graduates was not in vain, but Zhao Wenjie did not attract enough attention and vigilance. The work of the No. 1 Middle School in the city was undoubtedly not done enough, and he also looked down on the huge energy of the fan association. Of course, No. 1 Middle School in the city has always occupied the title of great power and has the same feelings as his alma mater. If even one person could realize this, it would be easy to bring these current college students who were bribed by Hao Jun.

The No. 1 Middle School, which is responsible for teaching tasks, does not have this experience, and the only managers also lack sufficient vision and ideas.

As the starter of the fan club, Zhao Wenjie broke free from the shackles of Lotus No. 1 Middle School and was fully capable and started a new job in the name of the name before he was in college.

Of course, Hao Jun would not tell Zhao Wenjie these words in a straightforward way, and Zhao Wenjie needed to think about them himself. If Zhao Wenjie could not think of them, or could not do them, Hao Jun would not interfere easily anymore, or even do it himself, and regard failure as a tuition. Hao Jun thought that he could now bear part of this best friend, and would not be hurt at all.

Hao Jun did not speak, but it did not prevent several friends from getting together to discuss their plans. Hao Jun also acted as a listener, pricking his ears and not leaving a word behind.

But in this way, the distance from Resa's banquet hall to the parking lot seemed to have suddenly become very short.

When it was time to get on the bus, the discussions between the friends were still very enthusiastic. Even Xia Yuqing subconsciously wanted to get into the bus. It was not until Song Chenchen reminded her with a smile that she blushed and retreated. She couldn't help but shouted into the bus, "We will make an appointment to get together in a few days, and discuss and come up with a good way as soon as possible!"

"Brother Jun, please help me send Yuqing back!" Zhao Wenjie waved at the two of them and shouted loudly.

"I will leave myself!" Xia Yuqing cursed softly, then shouted inside, "Don't forget, get together, discuss and discuss!"

Hao Jun patted Xia Yuqing on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Vice President Xia, don't be too anxious. There are opportunities for us to gather this summer!"

Xia Yu gave him a clear look, obviously thinking that there were still many classmates who needed to attend the teacher's banquet, but the Hao Jun family was a little earlier. He couldn't help but snorted, shook his head, and walked forward very casually.

Hao Jundiao fell behind her, but he wanted to fulfill his obligations for Zhao Wenjie. He was really a guy who often brought trouble to others.

The two of them walked to the right side of the parking lot for another time. Xia Yuqing's car did not come in, so they had to go out to the periphery of Resa to wait.

But along the way, I saw Xiao Qi, Sister Li and Wu Yi and the other three who had already left before talking under a yellowed street light.

Originally, Xia Yuqing still liked Wu Yi very much. After all, she was a young, handsome and talented young man. However, Wu Yi's previous performance in the banquet hall made Xia Yuqing, who had always been very popular, sentenced him to death in his heart, and even began to feel a little disgusted.

She pretended to be invisible and passed by the three of them, but her ears stood up high.

However, Sister Li and the other two could not pretend not to see her, so they stopped talking, but made Xia Yuqing's plan of eavesdropping openly and empty, and suddenly felt bored and his shoulders drooped.

Hao Jun looked at the speed of the pace under his feet and guessed what she was thinking, and couldn't help but find it very funny.

"Young Master!"

Xiao Qi suddenly screamed.

Hao Jun was not surprised, and nodded with his hands behind his back.

Xiao Qi is a smart person. From the change of name, he knows his brain's flexibility and maneuverability. This is the only counterexample among all the subordinates of Hao Jun who valued "Scrap the Crack".

By the way, when it comes to this crooked melon, I didn’t see Sun Laosan at this thank-you banquet today. Where did this old gangster who likes to join in the fun go?

Hao Jun's brows couldn't help but frown. It was just that Sun Laosan missed the opportunity to show his attention. This was not in line with the common sense of the past. He didn't even call to greet him. This was even more strange!
Chapter completed!