Flying the boss is not easy

Song Yang found it strange that when he walked from the dormitory to the cafeteria and then to the classroom in the morning, there were countless people looking at him, even if those people had already passed by him, they had to look back a few times.

After he arrived in the classroom, he asked the people around him: "Is it because I am very handsome today, why does everyone look at me like visiting a rare animal?"

Song Yang's class is a key class, and everyone only plays with their mobile phones on weekends. Naturally, they don't know what happened to Song Hai Tea Industry.The classmate who was asked first scolded him, and then spread his hands to express that he didn't know.

It wasn't until lunch time that Song Yang discovered something.

There were two girls passing by him, one of them looked shy, pulled his companion's hand, and whispered: "Look, Song Yang."

Song Yang was used to this situation for a long time, and walked straight forward without squinting his eyes.

The girl's companion was surprised: "You still like him, don't you know that something happened at his house?"

The girl looked indifferent: "So what? If you like it, you like it."

Song Yang turned around after hearing this: "What happened to my family?"

The two of them didn't expect Song Yang to turn around, one winked, the other hesitated for a long time and couldn't utter a word, and finally they held hands and threw it down "nothing" and ran away, leaving Song Yang alone in a mess.

After dinner, Song Yang went to the office to ask the head teacher what happened to their family recently. The head teacher pushed his glasses and replied, "This is not something you should worry about. Your family will take care of it. You can study with peace of mind."

For an adolescent child, the more you tell him not to do something, the more he will do something.

Song Yang asked someone to borrow a mobile phone from another class. After seeing the news, he yelled, "This is impossible!" The rubber shell was elastic, and the mobile phone bounced back and forth on the ground a few times. The students quickly picked it up and wiped the dust off it.

"This is someone else's mobile phone. I know you can afford it, but leaving a bad impression is another matter."

The classmate turned on the phone and was shocked by the news headlines. He looked at Song Yang and pointed to the phone, and finally said: "Misunderstanding, how is this possible."

"It's impossible!" Song Yang patted his thigh, and the sound of air being squeezed out of his trouser legs was extremely ear-piercing, "A group of unconscionable people who just want to catch the heat are writing nonsense, such as cheating employees, driving up prices by virtue of geographical advantages, go He|dammit!"

His classmates also echoed: "That's right, let's not talk about whether the news is true or not. Why is there no one to take care of the report when we eat hair and nail pig bugs every day in the school cafeteria?"

During the physical education class, Song Yang was in a bad mood and asked for leave to stay aside, and he stopped playing basketball.

Some trouble-loving boys in the class next to him walked up to him and said, "I'm not in good health. If the food is not good, I would eat it up? You... ah!"

Song Yang punched him, and the boy covered his face, took two steps back, and sat down on the table tennis table.By the time he realized it, Song Yang had already taken off his coat, his hands were clenched into fists, and his usual stupid energy was gone.

The boy didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of his classmates, so he thumped the table with his hands: "Okay, let's hit!"

Someone nearby was trying to persuade them to fight, but they couldn't take it back when they got angry. In a blink of an eye, the two had become a ball.When everyone dragged them away, one had bruises on the left side of his face, and the other had blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. It is estimated that both of them had covered wounds.

Song Haicha was so busy that he said in a deep voice after receiving the call, "Okay, I'll be right there."

Wan Hansong asked what was wrong with concern, Song Haicha rubbed his brows: "Song Yang was fighting at school, such a grown-up man would still do such a thing."

"You keep it, I'll go. After I go, the teacher will definitely talk a lot about family education. Your time is precious and you can't delay it."

After finishing speaking, Wan Hansong took the car keys on the table and went out.

People in Songyang are more honest, and the students around them are a group of students who are positive and love to learn. At most, there will be such things as quarrels and fights. They are weak students who can't do it.

After arriving at the teacher's office, the homeroom teacher first asked Wan Hansong to sit down, and made a cup of tea on the table—the tea was sent by Song Haicha.

Song Yang was standing in the corridor next to the office, and he felt ashamed by the people he didn't know coming and going. He had never been asked to be a parent alone since he was a child.

Lu Wenwen and the others gave him enough face. As soon as the get out of class bell rang, a group of people ran around him, laughing and talking about some indecent things, which made him feel a lot better.

Not long after, Wan Hansong came out, and the children obediently called Wan Ye when they saw him.

Wan Hansong agreed, and then said: "You used to wear casual clothes when you came to our place to play. At that time, you looked like handsome men and beautiful women. Today, you are wearing school uniforms, why are you all..." He couldn't think of anything else that would sound nice and not hurt his self-esteem. I have no choice but to say, "Why do they all look so ugly!"

Lu Wenwen said, "We won't be angry, after all, you're telling the truth."

There was a burst of laughter around, causing the students coming and going to look sideways. The dean walked over, glanced at them, and left.

After the preparatory bell rang, Wan Hansong told them to go back to class. Lu Wenwen walked at the back, and he stopped her: "Is your account okay?"

Lu Wenwen said indifferently: "I don't know, it doesn't matter if something happens, if it's a big deal, I'll cut my account and start over."

Wan Hansong rubbed his hands: "That's good, I'm sorry, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Song Yang said quietly from the side: "It's the rule for you adults to treat yourself to dinner, you might as well buy her a few lenses."

Lu Wenwen quickly shied away: "No need, no need, it's really fine!"

"Okay, that's it, then I'll take Song Yang back first!"

Before Lu Wenwen could refuse, he dragged Song Yang's hand downstairs.

Back in the car, Wan Hansong tossed a bottle of drink to Song Yang: "Punishment is inevitable, but it doesn't matter, anyway, you can be sold if you perform well later, and the school tells you to go back and think about it for a week, so you can take a vacation. For a thousand-word review, you search the Internet yourself, and it is enough to piece together.”

Song Yang took out a piece of paper and wiped the corner of his mouth: "Is the tea garden all right?"

"What's the matter? Every day, people come to check every day. Yesterday, someone came to pull the banner. I don't know who is stupid|forced to hire someone."

Wan Hansong told the truth, there is no point in telling lies at this time, Song Yang must have expected the situation.

Song Yang said "Oh" in a daze, but his mouth was opened too round, and the opening that was closed just now was torn again.

"But it doesn't matter. We passed all the inspections. This time, someone deliberately messed with us, and now we have some clues." Wan Hansong heard the "hiss—" like a gas leak, and goosebumps all over his body, "Are you okay? Is the tooth okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Song Yang got some blood on his hand and wiped it on the paper: "It's a small scene, don't panic."

"Hey, this is a small scene, so what do you think is the big scene?" Wan Hansong stopped the car at a red light ahead, squinting at him.

Song Yang pouted slightly: "The big scene is still to come."

"It's just a small scene like this, so will we have to break hands and legs in big scenes in the future?" Wan Hansong tried his best to be reasonable and not rebellious.

"Nowadays is a civilized society. You can't make a move if you say something wrong. You, Master Song, are right. You must be calm, restrained, and sharp. People can't do anything satisfactory when they are in a state of desperation. The thing is, we can’t be swayed by our emotions.”

Afterwards, Wan Hansong sighed again: "But it will take many years of precipitation to do this."

To be honest, sometimes when he thinks of the stupid things he did when he resigned, he wished he could travel back to that time and slap himself hard. Sometimes, it's too late to cry.

"Okay, I see."

Wan Hansong thought that Song Yang really listened to the four short and powerful words, but saw the fire in his eyes.

Forget it, let him realize it slowly.

When he was about to reach the door, Wan Hansong warned: "Admit your mistakes first, speak sincerely, and it is best to have some tears in your eyes, and then I said that I have already taught you a lesson on the way, and this matter is considered as a crime." Do you know it has passed?"

"Ah."

Song Haicha was busy, and waved him out after hearing Song Yang's stuttering confession.

Officials have announced that the tea garden has passed the inspection in all aspects, but most people are skeptical, and those who came to the inspection said helplessly: "Nowadays, people would rather believe those speculative rumors than those strong evidences at all."

They went around and found those who caused the trouble. At first, they refused to admit it, insisting that there was a problem with the quality of their food, and even took out their mobile phones and said to call the local TV station immediately.

They had no choice but to appease them first, and then use all kinds of detours. Those people were all idlers who didn't have a serious job, were lazy and looked fierce, and it didn't take long for them to get dizzy.

Then they let it go, saying that all their standards are qualified, and if they continue to spread rumors that they have problems, they can sue.

Those people looked at the two men in formal suits next to them, and those two men also stared at them, their sharp eyes seemed to be able to cut through their filthy hearts layer by layer.

They were looked at with hairs all over their bodies, as if their bone marrow would be sucked dry in the next second.

The man who made trouble first told the truth, and then, the second, third...

Afterwards, Wan Hansong held the hands of the two men and thanked them for their help.

One of them said with a smile: "They are too fragile inside, and they can't stand such a little psychological attack. At that time, it must have been difficult for that person to choose a candidate. People with a strong mentality usually have a good life, and they would not agree to do such a thing. They are weak mentally." It is easy for people to promise to do it, but it is extremely easy for things to be revealed.”

After seeing off the lawyer, Wan Hansong collapsed on a chair to rest.

It is too difficult to deal with lawyers, their logic is too strong, and it is not okay to say a single wrong word, and he must ensure that what he said will not be used as an excuse. good evidence.

Wan Hansong thought that the people behind the prosecution would have to deal with lawyers in the future, and Wan Hansong felt that his brains were going to be drained.

The author has something to say:

The author has never been to work, and he can't write very complicated conspiracies and tricks, so let's just watch this lame framing drama~