In three months, Fang Ming has completed self-study of this semester's courses. Nanchuan University of Technology adopts a relatively relaxed strategy in teaching. Teachers do not force students to follow the steps and boldly encourage students to study on their own.
After studying the courses of this major, I spent the rest of my time exploring various majors, especially marketing and e-commerce. After all, Fang Wenqiang said that his main work in the future will be on this area.
At twelve o'clock at noon, I looked up from the pile of books and saw that the sun was already shining brightly outside the library.
It was winter, and it was rare for the inland Nanchuan Province to have such clear weather. Fang Ming simply left the library and basked in the sun.
Such good weather naturally attracted some young lovers to come out to relax. In the thick shade, a team here, a team there, holding hands and talking sweetly, or kissing sweetly, spreading romance freely on the campus.
Fang Ming sat on a bench, quietly looking at the blue sky, breathing the extremely fresh air, and completely relaxed his body and mind at this moment.
There was a rustling sound outside the alley. A lame girl, using a cane, swept the paper scraps scattered on the ground into the trash can. This girl swept very hard, and sometimes she accidentally disturbed my kiss.
The young couple provoked several angry scoldings.
The lame girl just smiled lightly, said "I'm sorry", and continued cleaning. She did it very seriously, without any embarrassment, but her brows revealed a kind of strength and confidence.
"Oh, it's here again, so annoying!" A girl pulled her boyfriend out and said angrily: "You damn lame, you have to come here to sweep something bad, I will let you sweep it to your heart's content today!"
The girl shook open a bag and scattered the melon rinds and confetti all over the floor. Then she pulled her boyfriend and walked away.
Tears welled up in the corners of the eyes of the lame girl. She said nothing, lowered her head with difficulty, and picked up the pieces of paper on the ground bit by bit.
A big hand stretched out and took away the broom and dustpan from the lame girl. The lame girl raised her head in surprise and met Fang Ming's smiling face: "I'm here to help you!"
Fang Ming moved very quickly. He quickly collected the scattered garbage in one place. The lame girl said "thank you", brushed her messy hair, and continued to work hard.
What a strong woman!
Fang Ming felt deep sympathy in his heart. He glanced at the girl and left quietly.
On the walkway, I happened to see the young couple kissing each other as if no one else was watching. Fang Ming originally wanted to say a few words, but thinking that it was useless for such people to have such qualities, he shook his head and left!
Today is the weekend, and the parking lot in front of the campus has long been filled with a bunch of luxury cars.
In this age of materialistic desires, everyone has an inflated heart! Those nouveau riche, with two dirty dollars in their pockets, have also set their sights on many college girls, and some girls are willing to become prisoners of money.
In fact, there is not much wrong with these girls. In this materialistic society, love is thinner than the money in the hand. Those little boys who have nothing can even say three words when they confess their love, and those who drive a Mercedes-Benz
Rich young men are fatally attractive to most girls!
The world is deteriorating and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be? Fang Ming wouldn't make these pointless sighs! Money society is an unavoidable fact. Even in the early stages of the development of capitalism in the West, wasn't there a craze for money worship? As the future of the Fang family,
As the head of the family and the controller of a huge financial group, Fang Ming focused more on practical matters.
When I walked to the Volkswagen, the phone rang. It was Chen Shaojun: "Brother Ming, that person named Zhong is pestering Sister Xiaoxiao again!"
After hanging up the phone, Fang Ming suddenly became angry. Everything can be done one at a time, but this time he must be taught a lesson!
In the parking lot, Zhong Ping stood in front of Lin Xiaoxiao with a mouth full of alcohol, and his attitude was quite arrogant: "Lin Xiaoxiao, give me some face, today is my birthday, I invite you to my banquet."
"I'm sorry Zhong Ping, I told you a long time ago that I have a boyfriend, please don't pester me!" Lin Xiaoxiao looked around, and Zhong Ping came over with a few friends. This Zhong Ping, with his qualities, is simply disappointing.
!
"Hmph!" Zhong Ping relied on the strength of his drink and hugged Lin Xiaoxiao.
Lin Xiaoxiao took a few steps back. She was not panicked. Chen Shaojun had already been on the phone.
Sure enough, Chen Shaojun, who was hiding in the dark, finally couldn't bear it anymore. He rushed forward and punched Zhong Ping in the face, which made him feel like stars.
"Master Zhong, Master Zhong!" Several gentle so-called elites quickly helped Zhong Ping up. Zhong Ping also woke up from his wine. He covered his face and glared at Chen Shaojun: "Who are you?"
Chen Shaojun didn't even look at Zhong Ping. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen Tianming Gang boys surrounded him and protected Lin Xiaoxiao firmly.
"Zhong Ping!" Chen Shaojun was furious. He pushed towards the opponent, the muscles on his face twitching ferociously: "You have molested my sister-in-law many times, I must teach you a lesson this time!"
"Wait a minute!" a boy with eyes shouted, but he was just pretending, his legs were trembling.
"You--don't mess around, this is a school!"
"You still fucking know it's school!" Chen Shaojun was so angry that he knocked the bespectacled man to the ground with one punch and stepped on his face hard: "You fucking forgot about this when you were teasing women just now.
This is a school, this is a place to read books from sages!"
Fang Ming had been standing in the dark watching, what Chen Shaojun said was just and satisfying!
The so-called elites such as Zhong Ping are well-dressed on the surface, but they do dirty things. Take Zhong Ping as an example, relying on the fact that his uncle is a well-known professor and vice president of Nanchuan Institute of Technology, he does whatever he wants and finds a job.
I don’t know how many innocent female students I have deceived. This kind of person should be taught a lesson.
"Ruffian, hooligan---"
"I can't bear the word gangster, so I'll give it back to you, damn gangster!"
"Yes, beat this gangster to death!" The teenagers from the Tianming Gang, led by Chen Shaojun, surrounded Zhong Ping and beat him hard. They punched Zhong Ping so hard that he was rolling all over the ground. He still had no trace of the demeanor of a top student from a prestigious school.
"Woo!" A sharp whistle sounded, and someone called the police.
"You---you are all going to jail!" Zhong Ping suddenly jumped up, showing a proud laugh.
"Really?" Fang Ming walked out of the darkness, playing with his iPhone and saying, "Zhong Ping is the security guard you called, right? The police won't come so soon."
Zhong Ping's face turned pale. He didn't expect Fang Ming's judgment to be so accurate. It was just the school security that came! Call the police? Zhong Ping didn't have the courage yet.
"Your performance just now was wonderful. You are suspected of molesting women. Let's talk slowly when the security comes!" Fang Ming leaned leisurely on the hood of the car, and he immediately grabbed Zhong Ping's handle.
Zhong Ping is a romantic person, and even his uncle Zhong Tianqiao has heard about his affairs. The matter has become serious, and it will have a bad impact on him. Zhong Ping took out the phone again: "Hey, Director Yang, I'm fine, you call the brothers
Let’s all disperse!”
After hanging up the phone, Zhong Ping wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at Lin Xiaoxiao unwillingly, and walked away.
Fang Ming didn't move. People like Zhong Ping have had smooth sailing since childhood and are arrogant. It seems that this physical pain has not attracted the attention of the other party. This guy must be given a mental blow.
"Xiaoxiao, how do you think this mangy dog can be made to retreat in spite of difficulties?"
Lin Xiaoxiao hated Zhong Ping very much. She thought for a while and said: "These so-called elites think too highly of themselves. Only by making them fail in the place where they are most proud can they give up their wishful thinking!"
What are you most proud of? Fang Ming smiled knowingly and said, "Xiaoxiao, you are still smart!"