I have to say that the girl who knocked Charles down looked cute.

Especially her eyes were wet. When she pouted and took out money to pay Charles from her wallet, she suddenly found that the cash and meal tickets combined were almost a little cute expression that moment, which almost made the passing people who were watching her? Help her pay for it.

Charles looked at the delicate but shriveled wallet on her hand, and said helplessly: "Forget it..."

The girl thought she didn't have to lose money anymore, and a smile appeared on her face from the bottom of her heart.

"Let this wallet be mortgaged here first." Charles took the wallet over in the girl's desperate eyes, "I will return it to you when you have enough money to pay it to me."

After he finished speaking, he left as if nothing had happened, leaving behind the tearful girl, a group of dumbfounded onlookers and the Feng Discipline Committee who had just mediated the conflict.

The study room was the same as when they left in a hurry yesterday, but the opened books and notebooks were turned to the last page by the wind blowing in from the window, and the semi-finished products of several griffin quill pens fell to the ground.

Charles picked up the quill on the ground, flipped off the dust and put it back in place, and then sat back to his position to continue yesterday's calculations.

After calculating a set of data, he felt that this was the campus life he wanted. He learned new knowledge every day and had the joy brought by accident. He didn't have to worry about encountering things like when he suddenly fell down on the building and smashed him a few meters away from the ground.

It was very windy today, and the curtains on the two feet tied to the window frames were blown, like a fat man's big belly.

According to Sybil's divination, a super typhoon will sweep across the knowledge city before sunrise tomorrow.

A holiday notice has been posted on the college’s bulletin board, and it will take one day off tomorrow.

The most troublesome thing now is the garrisons of various garrisons on the island, and temporary tents cannot withstand the violent typhoons.

At the same time, the vegetable greenhouses of Nanhai Farm are also to be tested. Whether these greenhouses with enhanced structures can be supported under the typhoon is still unknown.

A flower blown in by the wind rolled over the desk, and it was caught and ready to turn into a bookmark.

These little purple flowers are as big as a palm and bloom like an umbrella. They grow near the coast and bloom and pollinate before the typhoon arrives. Then the petals travel with the ovary and flower holder under the action of the wind. After they land, the petals and flower holder provide nutrients for the seeds in the ovary to mature in a short period of time.

When Charles first saw this kind of flower, he was amazed. He had never thought about such a reckless way of breeding.

Someone walked into the study room, threw down a few large meal tickets on the table, then picked up the money and the bag that the girl had given to Charles and walked out.

The money bag seemed to have a very important significance to the girl. She took the money bag from Wei Zi's hand and kept thanking the student president.

After seeing off the smiling girl, Wei Zi sat down opposite Charles and continued to peel the tip of the griffin quill pen.

Charles threw the meal ticket in front of her back and said, "I'm a pauper, what are you learning from others?"

Wei Zi put away the meal tickets and stared at him and said, "Why are you so rich and bullying the little girl? Those two dragon fruits were brought back by Tarantula, and they didn't spend your money at all."

Charles gave her a blank look, "If I bully her, I will be lying in the Supreme VIP ward of the hospital waiting for her to pay for medical expenses."

Weizi understood this guy’s idea and was endless with money.

Charles continued to write and draw, and asked, "I said, with your wisdom and strength, you don't need to make money by making a quill, right?"

Weizi sighed and said, "Those people hired me, but in the end they wanted to get to me."

"[Mine Swearing]! I thought you were so innocent that day, but I didn't expect that I was also a chromogen that touched you as soon as you got up."

Charles was stunned. She wanted to play the trick of trying to get her. She first played with her feelings and then made herself the sucker.

Wei Zi continued, "Forget it, I can't play with this industry. The junior girl's methods just now were better than me. At the same time, she played five or six boys from four colleges together. At most, she could only hold hands and fall in front of you."

"I'd better make money with both hands..."

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

Charles put down the pen and beat the table with his right finger rhythmically, looking at Wei Zi there.

This was the first time Wei Zi saw this expression, and she felt a little embarrassed and said, "Why, do you want me to be your lover too?"

"It's not impossible. After all, I don't know how to repay the favor I owe you. As long as you don't give me away and don't enjoy me with others."

After she finished speaking, her body trembled slightly, and a panic expression flashed across her beautiful face, which did not escape Charles' eyes.

Charles thought quietly for almost ten minutes, and then said seriously: "I will accept you as a disciple and teach you the skills of assassination. At the same time, you will work for me for a few years and agree to reply to me after three days."

Wei Zi stood up and asked in disbelief: "Are you serious?"

Charles nodded and said, "Diana has a job with a monthly salary of over 10,000 yuan. If you are interested, you can go to her."

Wei Zi didn't care about work or something, but focused her attention on the previous sentence.

Little did he know that someone's nature has not changed. He just wanted to find a trustworthy employee.

In this world, it is still difficult to have too much constraints on the relationship between people by a contract, and ancient methods are still the mainstream.

Especially Charles and Diana decided to develop in a few years, and the industries in the east must be found to be watched by some completely trustworthy people.

Previously, Charles and Professor Elbach proposed to establish an industry-university-research base for Shield Bridge College and the Joyoung Chamber of Commerce. This proposal was passed in the college, but the sudden earthquake and subsequent events interrupted the work process.

Now that this work has started again, the candidates who are in charge of the college’s management of industry, academia and research base have not yet been determined.

At this time, Wei Zi appeared. She was smart and had a profound magic knowledge. As the president of the Student Union, she had a considerable prestige among students and was very familiar with the senior management of the college. She was responsible for the department where she dealt with the college and was just right, and she could also recruit a group of good student workers.

Now I will bring her in for an internship for a year, and she will be promoted to a full-time employee after graduation next year. It’s just the right time.

In a few years, Biqi, who is in charge of daily work at the Joyoung Chamber of Commerce headquarters in Diana Glen, becomes vice president, and Weizi just happened to take over.

However, to allow Weizi to work with peace of mind, her inner demons must be eliminated.

Although I don’t know who harmed Wei Zi back then, Charles has the knowledge of the elite demon sneaking assassination he absorbed back then, and imparting this knowledge to Wei Zi. With her current talent and strength, I believe that her revenge is not a difficult task.

The evil boss is still a human side. At most, please help Zi Baicai and others to follow him in secret.

Weizi, who didn't know that she would fall into the capitalist pit in the future, was still thinking about Charles' purpose with the old mindset, but she didn't even want to bring huge profits to Boss. After thinking about it, she couldn't think of any benefit to Boss who was in trouble.

"I want to think about it." Wei Zi sat down, continued to peel the quill, thinking about whether she could take advantage of this opportunity to join the ranks of nobles.

If Boss Xi knew what she was thinking, she could only say that the evil feudal society limited your imagination.

However, Boss Xi's homework was not in place, and I don't know that even the capitalists in his hometown needed the status of aristocrats to decorate their presence and enter the upper-class community.

For example, Ruth and Carl in "Titanic", they are representatives of the combination of the old aristocrats with status but lack of money and the emerging bourgeoisie with rich but lack of status.

What's more, the status of the nobles in this society is particularly important. As a civilian, Wei Zi was deceived and abused by the nobles and almost died. At present, those nobles are still alive, and they can only rely on Wei Zi himself to take revenge.

After all, it is because someone has not shared the same fate with the common people for so many years, and has not figured out what they think, and their life goals.

The wind blew outside the window became heavier and darker, and Charles had to close the window of the study room.

At this time, Weizi asked: "The next day of the holiday, there will be a literary performance of the demon army. Can you get tickets? The student union tickets have been issued, and I want to go with Tarantula."

Charles said to her: "Don't forget that I'm still a liaison officer. Then you can tell the guards that you are my friends."

Weizi didn't think much and said with some anticipation: "I don't know what the performances are like on the demons. I heard that the songs they sing when they raise the flag every morning are very good."

Charles just smiled. Just because of the song of the morning flag-raising ceremony, Auston I and Century Shijun almost joined forces to make the real demon prince into dumpling stuffing. Otherwise, he would not have thrown the job of a liaison officer to "Earl McGarden who is proficient in demon language" and then ran back to school to be a good student.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, but it would be strange if three copycats don’t fight together.

But Charles felt that he was a little unfair, so he copied "Singing the Motherland" and changed the lyrics to a person like "The Double-Headed Eagle Flag Flying in the Wind" who was his ancestor Philip, and had nothing to do with him.

Having said that, Charles is still looking forward to this literary performance.

This event was decided by him after seeing many people wandering outside the Marine Barracks. Instead of isolating these people, it is better to organize various exchange activities in a planned manner to improve your understanding.

If this artistic performance is effective, then you can regularly hold events such as the military camp open day.
Chapter completed!