YY8848高清私人影院

  Murong Chuan took out a silver USB flash drive from the pocket of the windbreaker and placed it in front of Murong Qiao.

   "Here is the content of the last month\'s lectures, you can read it slowly, and ask me if there is anything you don\'t know." He explained the content.

  Yang Xin heard what Murong Chuan said clearly, and couldn\'t help but stare at the USB flash drive with wide eyes.

  Gan, when will she have such a good brother.

  Envy trickled out from the corner of Yang Xin\'s mouth.

  After listening to the third brother\'s words, Murong Qiao realized that he found that his progress was a little behind, so he warmed up and said hello.

   "Call me if you have anything to do." Murong Chuan left a last sentence, turned and left the classroom.

  Murong Qiao opened his mouth, seeing the third brother walking away and looking at the food box in front of him, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

   "No, it\'s pig\'s trotter soup again?" Leng Yan seemed to understand Murong Qiao\'s thoughts at the moment, and spoke out her thoughts.

  Yang Xin followed suit, and the eyes of the three were surprisingly consistent, all staring at the food box and lost in thought.

  After returning to the dormitory, Murong Qiao opened the food box, and when he saw what was inside, he felt complicated.

how to say…

  Good news, not trotters, bad news, not much worse.

   "Pig brain flower?" When Murong Qiao saw the ingredients in the food box, Murong Qiao said these three words with a trembling voice.

  She wanted to cry but was a little speechless, so she picked up her mobile phone and sent a message to her third brother Murong Chuan.

  【Why is it a pig brain flower? ] Murong Qiao asked.

   It might be lunch time, but Murong Chuan quickly responded.

  He explained, 【Replenishing the brain. 】

   Yes, the principle of traditional Chinese medicine to complement the shape can be regarded as letting them understand.

  【Let you be smarter, so as not to do such a stupid thing next time. ] He answered, speaking quite straightforwardly.

   Murong Qiao stared at that sentence for a long time before convincing himself that it was the third brother\'s love.

   But the poisonous tongue of this sentence almost caught up with the second brother Murong Zheng. For a moment, she really suspected that the third brother was possessed by the second brother, otherwise, no matter how she spoke, she would become like this.

   I don’t know if it’s my illusion, maybe I drank too much soup or my physical fitness is good. After a week, the injury on Murong Qiao’s hand has healed a lot.

   But this matter is not over yet, the fallen flowerpot still remains in Murong Qiao\'s heart.

   "Accident?" She repeated calmly.

   This matter was investigated by the president of the literary club, and Murong Qiao\'s conclusion was only accidental.

  The elder brother Murong Chen and the third brother Murong Chuan had similar results.

  Murong Qiao nodded calmly, "Okay, sorry to trouble you."

   He thanked the president, but Murong Qiao actually had the opposite idea in his heart.

  She didn\'t believe that the flower pot happened to be blown by the wind, and then fell down, and it "just happened" to fall where she and Yang Xin were.

  If she could still believe this statement when there were many people, but at that time she and Yang Xin were almost the last to leave, then the flower pot fell so accurately, if it was not artificial, it would be deceiving oneself.

  The only thing that can barely be regarded as evidence is that the surveillance video captured Tang Yan going downstairs after Murong Qiao was smashed.

Although it can be speculated, this cannot be regarded as concrete evidence, so naturally it cannot constitute an established fact, and Tang Yan also said that she was helping to prepare the props for the party, and she also produced related finished products. It became a complete accident.

   "Feng Xinyao..." Similarly, other people investigating this matter also noticed doubts.

  The secretary carefully looked at the icy-faced President, waiting for Murong Chen to speak.

   Everyone is not a fool, and they are not so easy to deceive. The word accident cannot fool people.

  If Qiao Qiao got hurt, he would naturally have to pay the price. Murong Chen flipped the pen, and a soft laugh overflowed from his throat, with a piercing chill

  Murong Chen waved his hand, "Pull Mrs. Feng into the blacklist."

  The secretary immediately nodded in response, turned around and went out to do it.

  From Murong Chen\'s order to Shengjing Group and Feng Group\'s termination of cooperation, it took less than half an hour.

  The business world is far more well-informed than people imagined, and soon the Shengjing Group\'s actions were known to other forces, so they followed suit and gave up cooperation with Feng\'s.

For example, Feng Xinyao had a blood relationship with the Murong family, but it was only a little bit. The Feng family has made a lot of money by relying on Murong\'s name, and she is used to enjoying life and has long since ignored the market trend. up.

   Now the termination of the contract can be said to have directly cut off one of Feng\'s legs, or his thigh.

   "Why did you break the contract all of a sudden?!" Patriarch Feng\'s face was pale and he didn\'t know why, so his body collapsed on the chair and couldn\'t exert any strength.

  The assistant was also unclear, and shook his head in a panic.

It stands to reason that breaking the contract would have to face sky-high compensation, so almost no one did it, but he didn\'t even understand what went wrong, so Shengjing Group unilaterally announced the termination of cooperation, even though he got a sum that could make the company A huge sum of money was required to expand the scale, but Patriarch Feng was not at all happy.

  Feng Group is in a mess, and Feng Xinyao also encountered something good.

  She was on the phone with a very bad face.

   "This is already the fifth time..." Feng Xinyao frowned.

   On the other end of the phone was her class monitor, with a helpless voice, "It\'s not up to me to decide whether the thesis can be passed or not. If it is rejected, I can only revise it."

  Feng Xinyao pursed her lips, and the previous gentle expression disappeared from her face, her mood couldn\'t be worse.

  The papers she submitted these days have been rejected. At first, she said that the question of the plagiarism rate was acceptable, but after she submitted it again, she was rejected several times.

   "Okay, I see." Feng Xinyao answered with a frown.

  After hanging up the phone, she threw the phone on the table irritably.

  Feng Xinyao turned on the computer, and the first thing she saw was the thesis that she had revised for a whole week, and she almost knew every line by heart, and she even felt a little nauseous.

  She has always relied on her disguised personality and appearance to be invincible, and teachers and classmates never fight against her.

  If it weren\'t for the different reasons given every time the paper was rejected, Feng Xinyao really felt that Teacher Wang had a grudge against her.

   But in fact, Teacher Wang didn\'t take a look at her thesis.

  Mr. Wang\'s office now has a visitor who doesn\'t come often.

   "Stop doing research?" Teacher Wang looked at Murongchuan who appeared in front of him. "I\'m relieved to hand over this issue of student papers to you, but don\'t embarrass them too much."

  Murong Chuan sent him a message early this morning, saying that he wanted to read student papers and find a good seedling.

  Mr. Wang is also going to study recently, so he simply sent him his email account, and is happy to divide his work, and now he is handing over to Murong Chuan.

   "Yes." Murong Chuan nodded.

  When he said this, he just found a reason and rejected Feng Xinyao\'s thesis. It can be said that his expression did not change.

  Failing to pass the thesis is almost equivalent to failing to graduate.

  Feng Xinyao had the guts to play tricks to get Murong Qiao injured, as well as the account of the racecourse last time, it should be settled.