The wealthy family is also pretending to be poor for each other today

Nie Qiuhan sighed, a little melancholy.

Although there was no answer, the answer was already self-evident.

really.

Ye Ning couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly. Beijing University is the highest university in China. Not to mention that ordinary information personnel also have excellent resumes. What's more, Beijing University's computer major is also quite famous. It's a small anonymous post. , as easy as drinking cold water.

Even if you are a student at school, it is just a casual thing.

Because this is too childish!

"Considering that this matter is really special, the school is also discussing plans."

Nie Qiuhan sighed again and said, "Both of them... are special."

I was speechless.

Liu Zhaoyu was admitted to Peking University because of her own mistakes, and now she is still refusing to change departments even though she was asked to transfer. However, teacher Han Songmei likes to invite students to her home to 'cleanse' their souls...

The school didn't even need to investigate to figure out why Liu Zhaoyu made up such a rumor.

So deal with Liu Zhaoyu, Teacher Han did make mistakes.

Deal with Teacher Han, he is retiring soon.

Originally, such a quarrel was almost unsafe, and because my husband was still the dean of students, the reason why I became so obsessed with God was because of my husband’s illness, and he had already been diagnosed with mental paranoia, and he would stubbornly insist on his own behavior for a long time. It's a biased view, but it doesn't affect normal life too much. Considering the dean's face, the school has always turned a blind eye.

But if the matter is really disclosed openly, it will definitely seriously affect the reputation of the school.

However, we cannot do nothing and let it ferment.

Nowadays, various discussions have begun on the Internet, and it is absolutely impossible to remain silent. But what can be done to calm things down perfectly without affecting the reputation of the school?

It would be best if Liu Zhaoyu could also be invited to leave Beijing University.

This is the current thinking of the school, so Nie Qiuhan, who is the head teacher, is asked to come up with a plan.

After all, if she dared to post rumors about teachers and classmates this time, she might be even bolder to smear them in the future just because she is dissatisfied with the school.

But how can there be so many things in the world where you can have your cake and eat it too?

Nie Qiuhan is as big as two heads.

He never expected that when he took the initiative to become a class teacher in order to recruit Ye Ning to the school, he would encounter such a difficult thing.

I have been so unlucky for eight lifetimes!

And Ye Ning naturally doesn't have the time to get involved in this kind of mess. She herself is equivalent to a 'mess'.

So, whoever likes to have a headache, let it go...

But not long after she came out of the piano room, Ye Ning suddenly felt an extremely purposeful glance, as if she had been waiting for her.

Ye Ning's eyes narrowed slightly.

On the surface, she continued to move forward calmly, and found that the owner of that line of sight was actually an old man walking slowly on crutches.

He looks like he is in his 70s, and his hair has turned completely white.

It seemed that he was hanging his head because his back was hunched, but in fact he had been taking the opportunity to observe Ye Ning.

tsk...

Ye Ning couldn't help but have a hint of amusement in her eyes.

"Ouch!"

Sure enough, just when Ye Ninggang walked up to the old man and passed her by, the old man suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, covering his knees and wailing, "It hurts! It hurts!"

"Old man, let me help you up."

The curve of Ye Ning's lips became bright, and she reached out to support his arm.

However, at this moment, the old man's crutches suddenly pressed against Ye Ning's waist, and he sneered in a low voice as if he was a little proud, "Little girl, didn't your parents teach you not to trust others casually when you go out?"

The top of the crutch was sharp and could easily penetrate the light summer clothing.

A sharp pain came from his waist.

Ye Ning's eyes curled up, her left hand was still supporting his arm, but her right hand suddenly took hold of his crutch and squeezed hard——

'Click'!

The solid wood crutch was suddenly broken in half!

The old man suddenly looked shocked and opened his mouth but couldn't say anything, "This..."

How could such a powerful person have such strength?

And, she’s still a little girl!

"Old man."

The front end of the crutch fell into Ye Ning's hand. She gently turned it around in her palm. The silver that faintly emerged from the top of the crutch was pressed against the old man's waist. Her tone was full of teasing, " When you are away from home, your children have not taught you how to overestimate your own abilities at your age?"

It turned out that there was a spike as thick as a little finger on the top of the crutch!

"Ha ha……"

The old man suddenly smiled playfully and said with a smile, "It's just to make money. It's not shabby at all. Who doesn't want to have 50 billion dollars?"

Ye Ning's eyes were sarcastic, "I will find your children and ask them to burn 100 billion for you."

"No, no, no! If you have something to say, please say it!"

The old man suddenly panicked, and his expression even started to look a little flattering, "Girl, considering that I'm already this old, spare my life. Anyway, I'm already buried up to my neck in loess, so it's not too late." Just for half a moment, let an old guy like me with a bad conscience fend for himself, how wonderful you say!"

"Well, it's indeed about half an hour."

Ye Ning seemed to be smiling but not smiling. On the surface, she seemed to be helping him enthusiastically, but in fact, the spikes of the crutch had already penetrated directly into his thigh. Her eyes were filled with gloom, "So, wouldn't it be better for me to bury it all for you?" ?”

This age?

He is probably the best at using his age as a harmless disguise to get close to the mission target and kill it easily!

After all, killers do whatever they can.

The old man's eyes suddenly widened in pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not dare to scream. He gritted his teeth tremblingly and made a crunching sound.

Because there were still people passing by in twos and threes on the road.

People like him have at least three or two lives hanging on their hands.

If he makes a big fuss and attracts attention, it is very likely to bring disaster. Besides, at this age, he can't make 50 billion dollars, but if he is caught and shot, the gain will really outweigh the loss!

"You need money, I can give it."

Ye Ning slowly walked forward with him, her eyes slightly cold, "But, you have to do something for me."

The old man's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing this, "If you have anything to say, please speak!"

His grin almost reached behind his ears.

"Help me find someone."

Ye Ning took out a palm-sized photo from her bag and held it in front of his eyes, "Find him and I'll give you as much as you want."

This is actually a painting painted by Ye Ning himself and printed into a photo.

A black umbrella, a white ghost face mask, a black windbreaker, and a bit of brown slightly curly hair hanging out from the hood of the windbreaker.

Lively and lifelike.