Female President's Top Master

you 're right!

Zhang Jing really thinks so.

A poor woman, who wants money but no money, wants power but no power. Now even men are robbed by herself. Why should she fight with herself? Zhang Jing's smile was full of banter. She said she was embarrassed, but there was no apology on her face.

"You, don't go too far..."

Xu Zhiqing's angry little face turned white and was about to scold each other, but Zhao Zhijun, who was sitting on the co pilot, interrupted, "Luo Li, are you bored! Isn't it just a broken skirt? I'll compensate you. " While talking, Zhao Zhijun threw out a wallet very smartly, pulled out a few red bills very smartly, and then threw them out very smartly, "500 yuan, is that enough?"

Xu Zhiqing bit her lips, her eyes were red, and she couldn't help wiping water mist in her eyes.

Humiliation, this is naked humiliation.

If only Zhang Jing was alone, Xu Zhiqing could stand it, but Zhao Zhijun, a lover who used to be affectionate to herself, made such a swaggering move face to face, but she was sad and hurt so thoroughly. Her mind was blank and her hands and feet were cold. Suddenly, Xu Zhiqing felt very wronged. She was like being abandoned by the whole world. She was lonely, painful and desperate. Anyway, she was so uncomfortable that she tried to build her strength these days. She was destroyed in an instant. As soon as her eyelashes shook, crystal tears crossed her cheeks.

"Husband, you're wrong. At least people have been with you for a long time. How can you be so ruthless? Add ten yuan, it's the cost of a taxi, ha ha..." Zhang Jing recalled her mouth and said softly.

"OK, listen to you."

Zhao Zhijun nodded with a smile. He took out a 10 yuan note and threw it out of the window.

Men are so cheap that they are really the best in a thousand years.

"Well, it's settled, honey, let's go to dinner!"

Zhang Jing smiled happily, with his elegant hands on the nail with a small nail on his fingernails. The Audi trotted the smoke and blew out of the western style food restaurant.

The wind, blowing, raised several red banknotes, fell again, and fell at Xu Zhiqing's feet.

She sniffed, couldn't help squatting down, buried her face in her arms and sobbed.

"All right, what a big deal. As for crying?" Li Yang stepped forward and handed a paper towel with a sunny smile.

"It's easy to say. Did they bully you... Woo!"

"Hey, Zhiqing, what you said is wrong. I'm your counselor. We share a common hatred. They bully you, so they're bullying me?"

Xu Zhiqing wiped her tears and said, "you'll say nice lies. You're so happy. Where's a little angry..."

"Because it's absolutely unnecessary!"

Xu Zhiqing blinked, puzzled and confused. Just when she wanted to speak, she saw Li Yang's mouth open, revealing two rows of neat snow-white teeth. She smiled and said, "brother has a grudge. It's always the same day, so why be angry!"

Hoo! Another gust of wind blew, and I don't know if it was an illusion. Anyway, Xu Zhiqing suddenly felt that her hair stood up

Among the 50000 teachers and students in Yanbei, there are by no means a few rich people. Therefore, there are many relatively high-end consumer places on campus, and crest western restaurant is one of them. Generally speaking, this western restaurant is also of historical significance. It was the first year of China's reform and opening up, which was advocated by the president at that time. However, it does not belong to the school. The actual operators and investors are the wife of that President. As time went by, in the twinkling of an eye, nearly 20 years later, the president had already been promoted and left Yanbei University, but his wife, who was obsessed with Western food, chose to stay here and continue to run crest.

Under the care of many students, the position of the landlady is extremely detached. Even the current principal should call her sister-in-law respectfully.

Of course, Li Yang doesn't know these things.

Dragging to change clothes, Xu Zhiqing, with a reserved look, walked into crest. The soft piano music rippled in the air, neither light nor heavy, just like a dream. The restaurant is European style, with silver white as the main tone and high-grade decoration around. It is no inferior to the most famous western restaurant in Wangfujing.

"Good afternoon. Welcome, sir. Do you have a reservation?"

At this time, a tall waitress with light make-up came forward gracefully with a willow waist.

"No!" Li Yang shook his head with a smile.

"OK, two, this way, please."

The waiter's polite sideways virtual guidance, the action is very standard, obviously after professional training.

"Wait, go over there. I like that position."

Li Yang didn't move. He looked left and right. His eyes suddenly lit up and pointed to the position near the window in the distance.

Xu Zhiqing looked at the situation and couldn't help jumping in the corners of her eyes. Li Yang chose the position next to Zhang Jing and Zhao Zhijun. In the center of the two tables, there was only a corridor two meters wide

"This... Counselor, let's go to another place."

"Go, what are you afraid of!"

Li Yang skimmed his mouth, held Xu Zhiqing's sweaty little hand, raised his feet and walked over. Their presence obviously made Zhang Jing and Zhao Zhijun stunned at the same time. It seems that they didn't expect that two steamed stuffed buns would come to crest for dinner and sit carelessly next to themselves. Is this a provocation?

Zhang Jing raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically, "you two are in the wrong place! If I remember correctly, the student canteen should go out and turn left and walk five or six hundred meters ahead. "

Zhao Zhijun also sneered with a sense of superiority.

Where is crest? It's a famous high consumption place in Yanbei. It costs at least two or three thousand yuan to eat a western meal, even without drinking red wine. What money can a poorly paid counselor and a poor student have? It's totally self humiliating to come here to fight a swollen face and be fat.

Brother Zhijun, who consciously entered the upper class, suddenly felt that he was too wise and powerful.

If it weren't for Xu Zhiqing's decisive decision at the beginning, how can we get close to Zhang Jing now? After all, fate, in the final analysis, depends on yourself!

Seeing the two people look contemptuously at themselves, Xu Zhiqing can't help but close her lips and entangle her scallion fingers with each other. To say not angry is absolutely false, but the so-called poor ambition is short and thin. There is only less than 300 yuan in her purse. Xu Zhiqing is angry, but she has no confidence to refute. After all, she really has no money.

"Oh, bitch is hypocritical."

Xu Zhiqing was guilty and didn't dare to speak, but Li Yang didn't care. He rolled his eyes and muttered. His voice was not big or small, but just let the two next to him hear it clearly.

"Little bastard, who are you scolding?" Zhao Jing frowned and looked ugly.

"Hey, I'm talking to a bitch. What are you talking about? Are you a bitch?"

Li Yang turned his head with a smile. He was polite and full of Gentlemanliness. Unfortunately, what he said made Zhang Jing half dead. She grew up with a golden spoon. There were only compliments and admirations around her. How could she ever be scolded like this? As soon as she stared, Miss Zhang, who had an unruly temper, wanted to get angry, but at this time, the waitress came over and put the fruit drink before ordering on the table, "what would you like to eat today, two?"

Her appearance eased the tense atmosphere a little.

Zhang Jingqi sat back in his seat. His chest was crispy and fluctuated rapidly. He couldn't help but say, "two steamed stuffed buns, I'm afraid they can't even understand the menu. They still order dishes and joke!"

Now, if you don't steam steamed bread, you have to fight for breath again. It's a big deal. Just eat instant noodles next month. Touching the bank card in her wallet, Xu Zhiqing gritted her teeth and opened the menu. Then she was silly.

As a top student in the foreign language department, Xu Zhiqing is not only proficient in the British language, but also has dabbled in the languages of many European countries. Therefore, if she wanted to come again, it should not be a problem to see a menu, but it happened that the menu of crest was written in French.

"This is not sister Keng!"

Xu Zhiqing's body was stiff and almost wanted to find a ground seam to drill in. I don't care whether I have money or not. I can't understand the menu when I eat in a western restaurant. It's spread, but I have to laugh generously!

Alas! If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have come

Just when Zhiqing's sister paper looked cloudy and sunny, Li Yang suddenly gracefully stretched out a finger, lit the menu and opened his mouth. A series of cadenced and rhythmic sentences jumped out of his mouth.

"Er!"

Now, Xu Zhiqing was stunned. Not only her, but also Zhang Jing and Zhao Zhijun couldn't help being stunned. In other words, the three are all top students in the foreign language department. Although their major is not French, they can still understand a few scattered words. Of course, because of this, the three suddenly feel that this is a little nonsense.

When did Yanbei's counselors reach such a point?

You know, this is French, not the internationally popular British language. I'm afraid even several French professors in the foreign language department can't speak it so smoothly.

"This product is spraying. Yes, it must be spraying!"

Zhang Jing returned to her senses and raised her mouth with a sneer. She didn't believe that a broken counselor could master French to such a degree, "I'd like to see how you end later."

With a whisper in her heart, Miss Zhang began to gloat. Others don't know, but she is clear and ruthless. All the attendants of crest have undergone professional training and long-term training. Their spoken French is no weaker than that of experts and professors. They want to teach others in front of them. This is definitely a rhythm of self humiliation