The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

Seeing the murderous look in Wen Wan's eyes, Wei Zhen quickly took out his cell phone and called Ji Lengming.

It was noon, and Ji Lengming was queuing up in the school cafeteria to get food.

Seeing that it was Wei Zhen's number, he thought for a moment before answering the call.

Wei Zhen felt a little nervous under the pressure exerted by Wen Wan.

"boss."

"Well, what happened?"

Wei Zhen had just reported the situation to Ji Lengming half an hour ago. He had said everything he needed to say. At this moment, he really didn't know what to talk about.

We couldn't bring up the 'blacklist' issue directly, so we had nothing to say and made insinuations.

"Nothing's wrong, it's just raining a lot recently. Remember to bring an umbrella when traveling. The road is slippery on rainy days, so be careful."

Ji Lengming instantly understood that Wei Zhen would not say this in such a boring way. The person calling him now was not Wei Zhen, but Wen Wan.

He said very cooperatively: "Wen Wan is next to you?"

Wei Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Well, do you want to have a word with Miss Wen?"

Ji Lengming: "Give her your phone."

Before Wei Zhen could say "good", the communication tool in his hand had been taken away by Wen Wan.

His movements were hurried, as if he was afraid that if he was half a second too slow, the person on the other end of the call would disappear.

But after getting the phone, Wen Wan felt unnaturally nervous.

She hasn't decided what to say to Ji Lengming yet.

Here, Ji Lengming has already spoken.

"Gentle?"

"Yeah, I'm here!"

Completely conditioned reflex, as if this conversation has been rehearsed thousands of times.

As long as he calls her name, she will blurt out "I am here" without any consideration.

Ji Lengming: "Besides 'remember to bring an umbrella' and 'be careful of slippery roads on rainy days,' what else do you want to explain?"

Wen Wan was stunned for two seconds before she remembered that Wei Zhen had just said these words.

For a moment, even though she was as thick-skinned as she was, she felt a little embarrassed.

He coughed twice and pretended to be calm.

"Have you had lunch?"

Ji Lengming: "We are queuing up in the cafeteria."

Wen Wan frowned and wanted to say something like, 'I'll arrange for a chef to deliver meals to school for you,' but she stopped thinking that the other party wouldn't accept it.

"Are there many people?"

"Not much. Okay, it's my turn."

With that said, he walked to the meal window and ordered two dishes.

Holding the plate, find a seat and sit down.

Wenwan experienced for the first time what "talking on the phone" meant. She was fascinated by this ordinary, slow-flowing life.

She couldn't help but continue to ask: "What delicious food did you order?"

Ji Lengming: "It's just an ordinary big pot meal, nothing special."

Wen Wan is still very curious.

"Then tell me too. If you don't tell me, I'll keep asking!"

Ji Lengming: "..."

He wanted to tell her that if she kept asking, he could choose to hang up.

However, as soon as I thought about it, I compromised.

"Shiitake mushrooms, green vegetables, and tomatoes and eggs."

There is a cat's claw in Wenwan's heart that keeps scratching.

She looked at Wei Zhen: "I'll change my lunch to mushrooms, vegetables, tomatoes and eggs."

Wei Zhen: "..."

"What about the original meal? The hotel sent it over. The price is not cheap. It would be a waste to throw it away!"

Wen Wan waved her little hand: "You eat it!"

Wei Zhen: "..."

Well, a luxury lunch for free.

Ji Lengming heard the voice on the other end of the phone clearly.

Although it was rainy, he was in a surprisingly good mood, and he ate the originally bland pot of food with gusto.

The tone is so soft that you can drown in it.

"Anything else to say?"

The gentleness floated, swayed, and swayed. This feeling of being pampered made her feel like she was in the clouds.

She became a little bolder and decided to push further.

Hesitating again and again, he tentatively said: "I think... it's not good or convenient to keep chatting on Wei Zhen's mobile phone. Otherwise..."

Ji Lengming is a very perceptive person, and it is impossible for him not to hear the subtext behind his words.

But he asked knowingly.

"Why is it bad? Why is it inconvenient?"

Wen Wan's cheeks felt hot when asked.

The tip of her heart itched, and the tips of her fingers also itched, and she wished she could scratch something to sharpen her claws.

If Ji Lengming were next to her, he would probably pounce on her.

Don't tease people too hard either.

Seeing that Wen Wan stopped talking, Ji Lengming handed him a step.

"If you really feel inconvenient, you can use your mobile phone to contact me."

At first hearing, Wen Wan didn't react. After understanding the meaning of the words, she was so excited that she wanted to do a backflip on the spot.

Contact her through her mobile phone...Isn’t it just that there are no restrictions on her anymore?

Wen Wan's heart was surging, and she especially wanted to speak such sweet love words into Ji Lengming's ears.

However, I was happy for less than three seconds.

Just listen to Ji Lengming say again: "I don't like small talk. If you come to me just to say some useless things, then I will blacklist you again."

Wen Wan: "...!"

If you can't make small talk, you can't make small talk.

Anyway, talking is an art. When the time comes, you can just find something serious to do, and while discussing it, you can bring in some personal stuff. If there is no nutrition, you can still have a conversation.

The call is hung up.

Less than ten seconds.

A text message came from a strange yet familiar number.

"Hello, Boss Ji, I'm Wen Wan, please give me your advice!"

Ji Lengming lowered his eyes, looked at the screen, and smiled quietly.

He moved his fingers.

"Hello, Miss Wen!"

-

Some people's lives are peaceful and peaceful, while some people's lives are full of turmoil.

Gideson and Director Song are undoubtedly the latter.

At first, Director Song and Gideson thought that the problems they faced were just trivial problems that could be easily suppressed.

But as time went by and the situation continued to evolve, the negative news about them unintentionally snowballed.

"Director Song, in my opinion, you should take the initiative to explain to the Discipline Inspection Commission!"

"Do you know how bad the impact of the 'Rat Head' case is?"

"Don't think that no one knows that you are the behind-the-scenes controller of that catering company. It has been spread all over the Internet, and even how you carried out equity nesting has been revealed!"

"The country attaches great importance to this matter. If you take the initiative to confess, you may be able to reduce your sentence by a few years. If you continue to persist in your obsession, you will only receive a harsher sentence!"

"It's good that you are the director of the Finance Bureau of City C, but you have triggered public outrage. Your official title cannot protect you!"

Director Song has been very anxious recently.

Originally, he thought it was not a big deal for students to eat foreign objects.

Say hello to the appraisal agency and issue a statement. At worst, it will bring out the credibility of the national government. It will be a big stick and it will not tolerate the disbelief of ordinary people.

But reality gave him a slap in the face!

In the director's office, his assistant was earnestly urging him to surrender quickly and seek leniency, but Director Song turned a deaf ear.

He is not young, and he has been under a lot of stress recently, and his appearance is slovenly. His whole body is visibly old, and his face, which was originally well-maintained and radiant, has a few age spots.

He rolled his cloudy eyes, stared at the assistant, and cursed extremely loudly.

"Someone is definitely harming me! They harmed me in an organized and premeditated way!"

"There is no way I can compromise!"

"I have climbed to such a high position and have so many connections. It is simply a daydream for me to go down again!"

"Check for me! Check to death! I want to know who is trying to harm me!"

His roar exploded in the huge private office.

The response has not yet fallen.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

Director Song answered the call angrily.

"You don't know I'm busy! Can't you understand that I've moved my official duties to a later date? I wonder who is in charge here, right?"

An ethereal girlish laugh came from the other end of the phone.

Both arrogant, contemptuous, and a bit lazy.

"Director Song, right? Let me introduce myself first, I'm Wen Wan!"

"I heard that you are looking for someone who is deliberately trying to harm you. Yes, it is you!"

Director Song almost burst into tears when he heard this.

His voice trembled with anger.

"Why do you want to hurt me? I don't know you at all, why do you want to hurt me!"

Wen Wan's originally clear voice suddenly became sharp, and her tone was full of oppression that forced people to surrender.

"Just because you offended someone you shouldn't have offended!"

"I'll give you a chance. Kneel down three times and kowtow eighteen times, and beg the person you offended to forgive you!"

"Otherwise, hey, three generations will return to poverty, be imprisoned, and the family will be destroyed. I can make all the tragic things in the world happen to your relatives in turn!"