Chapter 13 Help!
In the afternoon, two men in suits drove a handsome sports car and used money to smash open the door of Mihua University and smashed their way into the principal's office.
Tang Muqing was sitting on the sofa in the office. The casual smile on his face subsided slightly and turned into a humble and harmless smile without any violation.
Tang Muqing folded his hands on his lap, looked at the bald middle-aged man opposite him with a smile, and said warmly, "Mr. Principal, what do you think of my proposal?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man sitting opposite couldn't help but swallow dryly, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.
His heart was beating violently, shock and surprise were intertwined, and he was almost lost in the temptation of money.
Just now, this man in a pink shirt knocked on the door of his office with a respectful and humble smile, and said something to his face.
There are too many specific contents. To sum it up in one sentence, give me money!
The benefits to him of absorbing a large number of Mihua University graduates into the company are self-evident, both in terms of increased employment rate and publicity.
And with the support of the Tang Mu family, a wealthy family in Kyoto, this still-unknown company will obviously not fail too quickly, and may even become a large enterprise.
but……
The company is still there.
"Classmate Tang Mu." The principal came back to his senses, tried his best to look at Tang Muqing with a kind smile, and said in a deep voice: "I wonder how your company's preparations are going?"
Achievements!
His achievements!
"Well..." Tang Muqing drew a long tone, raised his wrist and glanced at the time before he said: "Tomorrow morning I will have someone go through all the procedures, and I will prepare the talent transfer contract and the specific employment contract with the school. Hire a lawyer and we can sign the contract tomorrow afternoon."
queue?
program?
If it doesn't exist, he will add money.
A ray of light suddenly burst out from the principal's eyes. He grabbed Tang Muqing's hand and shook it vigorously. "Tang Mu, you are indeed the best among the students of our Mihua University. You have solved the employment problems of many classmates and friends!"
Tang Muqing:...
Tang Muqing smiled even deeper as he recalled the results he could barely see under his new identity.
It doesn't matter, having money is another kind of ability.
but……
Tang Muqing calmly broke away from the principal's hand with a smile on his face, chatted for a few words, finalized the signing time, and stopped after walking out of the office building.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Fu Jingguang stopped, suppressing the numbness in his heart from throwing money at people, and looked back at Tang Muqing in confusion, "Did you forget to take something?"
Tang Muqing stood on the steps in front of the office building, took off his coat and held it in his hands, unable to help but rub his cheeks.
For a long while, Tang Muqing looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang blankly and asked, "Is my memory wrong, or is his memory wrong?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang:?
Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows slightly in confusion, "Huh?"
what happened?
Why do you say that?
"I..." Tang Muqing couldn't help but take two steps forward, took out his wallet from his pocket, took out his student ID card and handed it to Zhu Fu Jingguang, "Does it say Mihua University?"
how?
Did the Japanese language program fed to him by the Space-Time Administration go wrong?
Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his head and looked at the ID photo with a gentle smile on his student ID card, and then looked at the big characters on it. He suddenly felt that he, an undercover agent of the elite police academy organization, had lost his mind.
Tang Muqing is from Didan University! ! !
I came to Rice University just because I was on the way! On your way! On your way!
Zhu Fu Jingguang's Adam's apple rolled, he was silent for a while and then turned his head, looking at a window of the office building with a complicated look, "Should we go up and tell the principal now?"
The principal looked through the roster, but could not find Tang Muqing, an outstanding student.
By the time……
Zhu Fu Jingguang came back to his senses and sighed in his heart.
It's okay if he can't find it. No one will associate fraud with the Tangmu family in Kyoto.
"I remember correctly, it is indeed not Rice Flower University." Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyes, looked at Tang Muqing and nodded affirmatively, "I remember correctly, too."
But he was confused.
Tang Muqing breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and got in the car.
"Where are you going next?" Zhu Fu Jingguang performed his duties as a housekeeper, assistant and driver. He fastened his seat belt and held the steering wheel with a gentle voice.
Tang Muqing took out his cell phone and dangled it in his hand. After thinking for a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "I'll make a call first."
Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded, raised the car window and kept quiet, waiting quietly for Tang Muqing to finish the call.
There was no hesitation about the mission goal. After dialing the number, he clicked on the hands-free. He threw the phone on his lap and took out the cigarette case. After he took out a cigarette, he seemed to suddenly remember that there was someone next to him.
While listening to the voice on the phone, Tang Muqing raised the cigarette case in his hand towards Zhu Fu Jingguang.
After two soft clicks, the car window that had just been closed silently lowered two slits, and the call was connected at this time.
"Aqing?"
The man's calm voice came from the mobile phone, seemingly with a hint of doubt, "Have you encountered something?"
Tang Muqing squinted his eyes and looked at the trees in Mihua University. He had a casual and lazy smile on his face, but his tone suddenly brought a hint of expectation and uneasiness, "Uncle, I want an assistant."
There was silence for a moment on the other end of the call, and he asked softly, "Isn't Mr. Obara not enough for you? Or is it because he has a different personality?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was chewing a cigarette, turned his head sharply, his blue eyes widening slightly, as if he was a little surprised to complain about this behavior in person, but...
What did he do? !
He just refused to be put to sleep! Are you about to be fired?
Is this the temperament of rich kids?
"I'm very satisfied with Mr. Obara." Tang Muqing leaned against the car window, met Zhu Fu Jingguang's gaze and bent his eyes, and continued: "So I don't want to tire Mr. Obara, and I have some business matters to attend to." Busy, Mr. Obara may not be very good at it.”
Speaking of the word satisfaction, Tang Muqing's smile deepened, and there seemed to be a hint of amusement in Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes.
Zhu Fu Jingguang:...
It's not just about resigning.
Zhu Fu Jingguang breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to take a puff of cigarette to calm down but suddenly came back to his senses.
He looked at Tang Muqing next to him who was biting the filter with a playful smile, and the cigarette between his fingers seemed to be shaking.
What does this mean?
satisfaction?
Which aspect are you satisfied with?
Help!
There is a pervert harassing him in the workplace!
Tang Muqing couldn't help but grinned and said to the mobile phone, "Uncle, help me."
The young man's voice was clear and lazi, but now it was even more intimate.
As soon as the words fell, both the car and the caller fell into a deathly silence.
Tang Muhecheng:...
It's true that he is an elder, but is Tang Muqing, a grown man in his twenties, really acting coquettishly towards him?
Zhu Fu Jingguang:...
Zhu Fu Jingguang chewed his cigarette and looked at Tang Muqing through the curling smoke. His eyes were full of inquiry, but his heart gradually sank.
Casual, lazy, undisciplined...
How could such a word be associated with a brainless fool? !