Siheyuan: Eastern Qigong Master

Is Wo Aiguo a member of the special group? He is unruly and does not obey anyone, but he is convinced by Ning Xiaoming.

Ning Xiaoming and Wo Aiguo are together. If you don’t know the details, you would think that Wo Aiguo is his subordinate!

In fact, Wo Aiguo is Ning Xiaoming's subordinate in the special group.

Wo Aiguo flatters and respects Ning Xiaoming, not only as a leader and subordinate, but also as a person who pleases Ning Xiaoming, and he will be promoted quickly.

The special group is a place for martial arts performances, and whoever has a higher level of cultivation will be respected.

Wo Aiguo knew that Ning Xiaoming was very powerful, and he would not flatter someone unless he was mentally ill.

Ran Qiuye pesters Li Huaide every day.

Li Huaide had no choice but to show Ran Qiuye a way.

As long as Ning Xiaoming is willing to help, and as long as Ran Qiuye's parents are innocent, redress will not be a problem.

And if Ning Xiaoming helps, the case can be rehabilitated in one day at most.

When Ran Qiuye heard what Li Huaide said, she expressed doubt, but the words of a factory boss would not be perfunctory to her, so she was half-believing and half-doubting.

I couldn’t find Ning Xiaoming, so I could only stare blankly in the office, thinking of Ning Xiaoming in my heart.

"Wow! It's winter now, and it's very cold in the Northeast. I still have to live in a cowshed, and I'm sick. How can I survive?" Ran Qiuye cried more and more sadly.

"Stop, or I'll leave." Ning Xiaoming was overwhelmed when he saw Ran Qiuye crying more and more sadly.

The pear blossoms are in the rain, so pitiful that anyone who sees them will feel pity for them.

Ran Qiuye was frightened by Ning Xiaoming and dared not cry. She looked down at Ning Xiaoming with tears in her eyes. She looked so pitiful that anyone who saw her would want to protect her.

"I will accompany you to meet your parents. If your parents are innocent, I promise to return to the city immediately." Ning Xiaoming saw Ran Qiuye's righteous face.

If Ran Qiuye was an evil person, he would never teach his daughter to have such good moral character.

But let’s take a look at Ran Qiuye’s parents.

"Thank you. I will do anything you ask me to do as long as it can help my parents get redress." Ran Qiuye was extremely excited and burst into laughter.

We are not children anymore. We should know that if we ask others for help, we should give something in return. Otherwise, who would help others for free?

It's about being a good person and doing good things, and it won't involve the villains living in the cowshed.

Anyone who has anything to do with those living in the cowshed will be considered a traitor, a very serious crime.

"Is anything really possible?" Ning Xiaoming showed an evil smile and looked at Ran Qiuye's beautiful face.

Ran Qiuye's pretty face turned red in an instant, her heart beat violently, she felt a little shy and a little scared, but she still pursed her lips and made a decision.

"Yes, I'll leave the door open for you tonight."

Ning Xiaoming showed a look of astonishment. He did not expect Ran Qiuye to be so open-minded. It seemed that he had been led astray by the playboy Xu Damao.

It seems that the action must be exiled to a forest farm, preferably isolated from the world, otherwise the Playboy will become a scourge to women.

Ran Qiuye was led astray by Xu Damao when they were together.

Watching Ran Qiuye running away shyly and at a loss, Ning Xiaoming smiled.

She is more beautiful than flowers. Such a beautiful female teacher must not be harmed by Xu Damao.

Xu Damao was exiled to a southern island and his schedule was moved up as soon as possible.

Ran Qiuye ran out of the office and was stunned when he saw the students!

That's my office, why should I leave?

Ran Qiuye looked unnatural when she returned to the office. When she saw Ning Xiaoming's half-smile, her pretty face turned red in an instant.

I had already looked at Ning Xiaoming's face without realizing it, and I couldn't help but admire in my heart that he was really good-looking. It was a pity that he was still the same as other men, animals who thought with their lower body.

"Teacher Ran, let's go!" Ning Xiaoming grinned.

"Go now? Ah... I will ask for leave from the principal right away." Ran Qiuye screamed.

Ning Xiaoming smiled.

"No need, I have already notified your principal, let's go!"

Ran Qiuye smiled with ecstasy.

Hongxing Primary School is an affiliated primary school of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill. It is funded by Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill and the power of appointment and removal lies with Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

Ning Xiaoming is a middle-level leader at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. When it comes to approving leave, he is more useful than the principal.

Even if the principal approves the leave, Ning Xiaoming cannot take the leave if he does not.

Ran Qiuye followed Ning Xiaoming out of the school.

The students and teachers were all surprised, but no one came over to say hello.

After all, the affairs of Ran Qiuye's parents have caused a sensation in the entire school, and no one wants to have anything to do with Ran Qiuye, who has a bad background.

The students also looked at Ran Qiuye with discrimination.

After all, in this era, those with a bad background were considered bastards and descendants of capitalism. They would be overthrown and would have to appear in criticism meetings.

The strong wind has disappeared, but everyone is still frightened and it has left an indelible shadow in their hearts.

"Chief Yi, as long as you rescue my parents, I will repay you well." Ran Qiuye looked at Ning Xiaoming with gratitude.

Her big eyes blinked, revealing a bit of charm, which was very attractive.

Ning Xiaoming couldn't help but marvel at Ran Qiuye's beauty.

I feel depressed. Could it be that after traveling through time, when I see a beautiful woman, my brain automatically beautifies herself? Otherwise, why do I think she is many times more beautiful than the characters in TV dramas?

If it weren't for the automatic beautification function, a beauty like Ran Qiuye would definitely be one in a million.

Ran Qiuye is just a supporting role, but she is more beautiful than the most beautiful female star of the 20th century, and her beauty is incomparable.

Ning Xiaoming smiled.

"Get in the car!"

When Ran Qiuye saw the truck, he got on without any hesitation.

“It’s best to take the train to the countryside.”

Most of the military industries are in the Northeast, so there are direct trains.

Ning Xiaoming grinned.

"You must return to your parents today."

Ran Qiuye looked surprised.

Is it possible to reach the Northeast, a thousand miles away, in one day?

The train could not go directly to the countryside. After arriving at the train station, it would take another few hours to reach the reformed production team of Ran Qiuye’s parents.

Arrived at the edge of a remote lawn in the suburbs.

Ran Qiuye looked around and saw no one was around, and couldn't help feeling a little scared.

There is no one here. I won't be killed here, will I?

"Ning Xiaoming said lightly.

"You wait here, get off!"

Ran Qiuye looked suspicious?

Aren't those things done in the car?

After hesitating for a moment, he got out of the car and watched Ning Xiaoming drive away.

Ran Qiuye was extremely puzzled. Would he just abandon a weak woman like her here and ignore her?

In less than ten minutes, a helicopter was seen arriving.

When the helicopter landed, Ran Qiuye's skirt was lifted up. She quickly squatted down and hugged her skirt.

"Come up quickly."

Ran Qiuye looked surprised.

I didn’t expect that the person flying the helicopter was Ning Xiaoming.

Run over happily.

Arrived on the helicopter.

Ran Qiuye looked at Ning Xiaoming with admiration.

"I didn't expect Section Chief Yi could fly a plane. I admire you so much!"

Ning Xiaoming enjoyed Ran Qiuye's admiring gaze.

After all, Ran Qiuye is a highly educated person of this era. Unlike other beauties, her scholarly temperament makes people respect her and admire her from the bottom of their hearts.