"Uh..." Lu Mingfei thought about it and looked strange, as if he had noticed who the owner of the voice was. His hideous face immediately put on a flattering smile, "Ah... Senior sister..."

"Lu Mingfei, there is a shortage of people in the Organization Department, come and help." Nuonuo was too lazy to care about Lu Mingfei. It was probably because this guy didn't wake up, and he quarreled with his Qingmeng.

"Okay, come here, come here!"

Lu Mingfei hung up the phone, sighed deeply, stared at the phone, and muttered to himself.

"Is this the dream come true when you think about something on the day and night?"

Lu Mingfei actually likes Nuonuo very much. In his heart, he likes Nuonuo even slightly higher than Chen Wenwen.

He ranked a list for all girls in his heart, among which Chen Wenwen ranked first in "Best First Love Girlfriend".

Chen Wenwen is quiet and elegant. She often wears canvas white shoes, plaid skirt, and white stockings on her calves. She sits quietly under the big tree of the literary club to read Tagore's "Flying Birds", like a fairy descending to earth. She comes down from the little girl Su Xiaoxuan who has a mine at home and Liu Miaomiao, who has a level ten piano.

Nuonuo has a bad temper and is a little unbearable as a first love.

But this did not prevent Lu Mingfei from liking her. The big reason was that Nuonuo kicked open the door of the screening room and swung his red hair, saving the weak child.

Although she always acts carelessly and never speaks politely to Lu Mingfei, this makes Lu Mingfei feel that he is very familiar with Nuonuo...

This is an illusion, I feel like I have a chance.

What if Nuonuo's stubbornness is wrong, he likes a weak child and abandons her tall, rich and handsome boyfriend.

Although this is just Lu Mingfei's own yy, he still needs to have fantasies.

Without illusions about the future, Lu Mingfei didn't know how he persisted in it for more than ten years.

Lu Mingfei wore a pair of Red Star briefs and climbed off the bed. Finger was already sitting down, crossing his legs and gnawing on the bread.

"Get up, tool man!" Finger said good morning friendly.

"You are a tool guy. You have been working in the student union for a longer time than me!" Lu Mingfei was dissatisfied. Finger was better than him than the bad words. How could he have the nerve to talk about himself?

Finger spread his hands, took a sip of water and swallowed the bread, "I'm working, I'm a minister at least!"

"It's no difference whether you are a minister or not." Lu Mingfei put on his pants and put on a T-shirt.

"Who said it, I'm very well-informed." Finger hummed awesomely, but Lu Mingfei disagreed and drank the mineral water on the table. "Are the paparazzi proud?"

"You know I'm a paparazzi, but paparazzi are also divided into levels. Why don't you say that the CIA CIA is also a senior paparazzi!"

"Good guy, you've got a relationship with them, right?"

Lu Mingfei smiled at Finger and gilded on his face, but Finger smiled at Lu Mingfei for no knowledge.

"CIA is a big deal. I go in and out of their system every day and help them fix several program loopholes. What did their agent do today? I know if I ate steak or fried chicken at noon, and which bohemian girl I dated tonight."

"Don't you brag about drafting?"

"I'm afraid I can't write the draft paper."

"Awesome!"

Lu Mingfei was also convinced by Finger. Lu Mingfei was indeed inferior to him in bragging.

"The school director is coming today, probably for Constantine."

Finger picked up another piece of bread, Lu Mingfei took his bread back, and Lu Mingfei had already spent a lot of money on helping Finger for dinner.

"Is it related to me? I didn't catch the Dragon King." Lu Mingfei put on his shoes and was about to go out. Finger floated from behind the door, "This has something to do with the child. I heard that the school director wants to find out the origin of the child, which is not a good thing for him."

Lu Mingfei closed the door without knowing whether he heard it or not. Finger shrugged with half a piece of bread in his mouth.

Walking on the road, Lu Mingfei thought about the so-called school directors of the college, probably a group of old antiques with stern faces, wearing black suits, combed their hair with oily hair backwards, and bursts of yin energy in their noses.

Or a group of capitalists wearing black hats, they will be on a pair of crutches, with a big belly, smooth face, and always have a standard workplace smile on their fat faces...

Lu Mingfei has seen such people in his hometown. It is normal for leaders to inspect the countryside. There are always a group of people around him.

The student union is also attentive. I guess at that time they will definitely pretend to be a good student with a good academic style and good work and good study. After pointing at the school, the school director will definitely exclaim loudly when he sees those good students.

In this process, the old gentleman of Principal Angers will definitely accompany him throughout the process.

Lu Mingfei had already previewed the whole process in his mind. They had such a scene before. A few colorful flags were inserted at the school gate, and beautiful girls in small skirts waved their hands to welcome them, and who would pretend to behave?

...

At this time, Amber Hall, this is the student union activity venue. Nono stood at the gate, leaning against the marble pillars, Caesar walked out of the door of the conference room, wore a small suit, and his hairstyle looked a little better.

"Are you ready to welcome the school director?"

"Welcome them?" Caesar laughed and pulled his suit. "I just attended the meeting as a student representative. This is for the school to give face. Do you think it was for those guys to look at the face?"

"That's how I've arranged for someone to organize the tables and chairs in the venue."

Nuonuo and Caesar walked side by side, the autumn wind was a little cold, today's day was a little gloomy, Nuonuo wore a little less, his nose was itchy, and he sneezes.

Caesar took off the suit he should have tightened and put it on her girlfriend with thoughtfulness.

"Go away, it's so stingy, I just sneeze." Nuono treated Caesar's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs.

Caesar put on himself again in a dusty manner.

"I heard that you Gattuso's people are coming, are you really not going to greet me?" Nono twisted his nose and asked again.

"Haha, are you referring to me using my sand eagle to entertain them?" Caesar shook his head disdainfully, "I wish they would be in a car accident on the road and be killed."

"Such a big grudge?"

"It's not hatred, it's hatred. What I hate the most is the old antiques in my family. I hope they die every day." Caesar recalled some bad things, "My father is just a stallion. He picks up girls every day from all over the world. Do you think that people like him can be the head of the family. Does our family still have hope?"

"It's not true."

"I, Caesar, can only choose the best woman in the world, and can only love one person. Those Saudi crown princesses are more than one, and dressed like a charming queen, and look like an old woman, so disgusting."

Caesar didn't understand the meaning of his father staying outside every day, and he hadn't heard of multiple heirs in the Gattuso family for so many years.

He, Caesar, is Gattuso's only young master, and is the one who will control the overall situation in the future.

The Gattuso family pressed all their hopes on Caesar, believing that he would become an emperor in the mixed race in the future, just like Caesar.
Chapter completed!