After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

The female classmate turned into petrification, and led the way with a blank expression on her face.

It took her a long time to digest, Mr. Fu, the richest man in the country!There is only 20 yuan in the wallet?

She turned her head and asked weakly: "So... it was said on Hot Search that Mr. Fu was fined by you for an allowance of only 20 yuan a day. Is it true?"

Song Jin'an blushed in embarrassment.Nodding embarrassingly.

On the other hand, Fu Chengwang had no expression on his face, he was just watching the road seriously.

He doesn't mind being known by others as a strict wife, and it's not shameful for him to be eaten to death by his wife.

In this way, it can better reflect that he is a good man who loves his wife.

Song Jin'an was a little guilty, and caused his husband to be seen as a joke. He said loudly: "From today onwards, I will increase my husband's pocket money, as much as I want every day!"

After finishing speaking, he leaned into Fu Chengwang's ear and said, "Sir, I will give you 100 yuan every day."

Fu Cheng's stern face instantly collapsed, and he couldn't help laughing.

He also leaned into Song Jin'an's ear and said, "Okay, ma'am."

While speaking, he arrived at the school infirmary. Under Mr. Fu's shiny black and indifferent expression, the doctor tidied up the wound hastily and quickly.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "It's okay, it's okay, the wound is not deep, and the blood is starting to coagulate."

Song Jin'an pursed his lips, this doctor is so euphemistic.

Isn't this similar to the saying "Fortunately, it was delivered in time, otherwise the wounds will heal" that is often said on the Internet?

Fu Chengwang didn't care about him, and when Zhan Shuo brought over new trousers and jackets, he asked Song Jin'an to put them on quickly, otherwise he would suffer from a cold due to air leakage everywhere.

Song Jin'an was sitting on a hospital bed covered by a curtain, and his waist still hurt a little, so he moved slowly.

Apparently Mr. Fu also thought of this, said something outside, opened the curtain and came in. He helped Song Jin'an change his pants.

After they were all dressed, Fu Chengwang said, "Baby, is it true that you won't get that wallet back?"

Song Jin'an tilted his head and said, "Forget it, my husband. That man's back looks quite young. Why would he steal it if he had no choice? And it's only 20 yuan. It's fine for him to eat a little fried rice in such cold weather." .”

His little face was full of compassion and sympathy, and his tone was very regretful.

Fu Chengwang suppressed a smile and said, "But that wallet is worth 35 yuan."

"What!" Song Jin'an slapped the bed violently, stood up, his back no longer hurts, and his buttocks are no longer cold: "Then what are you waiting for! Hurry up and go to the surveillance and catch him back!"

As he walked out, he said, "You are such a prodigal! It costs 35 yuan to buy a wallet! Did you burn your money in the card? My small purse is only about [-] yuan!"

Fu Cheng followed Song Jin'an in unison, watching him walk so fast that he might accidentally fall.

Fu Chengwang really couldn't help laughing when he heard him talking about his pocketbook.Song Jin'an's purse is no ordinary wallet.It was a fluffy little cow.

The one the size of a palm just happened to give Song Jinjian the pocket money to buy snacks every day.

He bought it at a boutique when he went shopping with Xiang Heduan.

According to Annan, the small bag is worth 20 yuan at most, and it may only cost [-] yuan if you buy it on a certain treasure, and it may be a gift with the item on a certain night.

Only their wife didn't understand, and spent more than 50 yuan to buy a small cow wallet.

"What are you laughing at!" Song Jin'an furrowed his face angrily, and scolded him: "Your 35 is gone! You can still laugh! I'm so pissed off!"

Song Jin'an's face was puffed up with anger, and he put his hands on his hips.

"Hahaha." Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Mr. Fu laughed and hugged Song Jin'an, and said, "I have sent someone to the monitoring room, and I have notified the principal that there was a robbery in their school. Don't worry baby."

He kissed Song Jin'an's rosy mouth to comfort him.

Zhan Shuo stood not far away, looking at them unrequitedly.

It turns out that I am not even a human being in the eyes of the boss!It's really miserable to be a subordinate for his sake!

Your character design has collapsed, okay!This overlord!

The three of them went to the monitoring room, and soon followed the monitoring of the small forest to find the boys' dormitory.

That person should be doing this kind of thing for the first time, and he is not proficient. When he walked downstairs to the boys' dormitory, he took off the two hats on his head, but the mask on his face was still there.

Zhan Shuo immediately turned on the face scanning synthesizer, which was specially developed by his company to help the police handle cases.

People whose faces are not clear in the surveillance, or people who only show half or one-third of their faces, can be synthesized with this software.

And the success rate is 90.00%.

Zong Fu and Mrs. Fu didn't need to arrest people. The two sat in the principal's office, and the principal wiped his sweat with a small handkerchief the whole time.

I didn't expect such a thing to happen when Mr. Fu came to their school to recruit today. It really humiliated their school.

When that male classmate brings him, he must be punished severely.

Minor punishments will be detained in school for probation, major punishments will be expelled immediately!

It is to see who that person is, what his academic performance is, whether he has won any awards, and what his attitude towards repentance is.

If the grades are good, then... think about it.

At that time, in front of Mr. Fu, he could just say expulsion, first fool Mr. Fu and the others, and change it to probation as soon as he leaves!

The principal's small calculations were so intense that he didn't notice that Song Jin'an's gaze was on him all the time.

Although Song Jin'an feels that he is not very smart and is often played around by modern people, he can quickly perceive bad emotions towards a person.

He knew that the headmaster must have some bad intentions!

The work efficiency of the exhibition assistants has always been very high, and they brought people in very quickly.

The headmaster's eyes widened when he saw the person coming.

"You...how could it be you!" His face was ashen, and he couldn't believe that the person who stole in public was actually his favorite student!It is still number one in the Department of Finance for several years in a row!That gold-lettered signboard on campus that once won prizes and was soft-handed!

The man couldn't hold back his face, he was caught so easily, and now he was brought in front of his teacher.

Liu Yunxing lowered his eyes and said, "I admit it, you can beat or scold me, and I will pay you back the money. But can you please stop handing me over to the police!"

Song Jin'an stared at him from the moment he entered the door, and after looking at him for a long time, he said crisply: "Okay!"