Chapter 7 What about the President

Long Hengchang breathed a sigh of relief and saved himself. Holding Chen Xiyi in his arms, they got on the plane.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, he left the school.

The audience below was shocked that the big plane had taken away the sling of Longheng. If other people were there, they might not talk about it.

"Isn't the background of Longheng very simple?"

"Impossible. If he were a person, he would not change his clothes for several years."

Long Heng is gone. Meng Xi is stupid. This operation of Long Heng is perfect, and it totally shocked him.

Is Long Heng the boss? Impossible. Meng Xi covers his head and lies on the table, regretting very much, but luckily tells her that Long Heng is not so powerful.

But what happened to the plane? Meng Xi couldn't convince himself.

On the plane, Chen Xiyi looks at Long Heng with an unbelieving look, although Chen Xiyi is also a well-off family.

But she never took a private plane, let alone a military plane?

And those five soldiers came into the classroom with guns and called them Master Long Hengshao. No one in China has ever heard of such a fierce battle.

Is Longheng on a red background?

"Are you?" Chen Xiyi looked up at Long Heng with awe in her eyes.

"Why? I'm not used to flying?" Long Heng asked, looking at Chen Xiyi in his arms.

Soldiers on the plane do not say a word and look indifferent. They are professionals at first sight.

"Can you let me go?" Chen Xiyi sheepishly pushed away Long Heng.

Hee hee!

Long Heng smiled shyly, and then he realized that Chen Xiyi was not his girlfriend, so it was embarrassing to hold her like this.

But Long Hengneng clearly felt that Chen Xiyi did not hate herself.

Shortly after flying in Fengcheng, the plane came to the top floor of Dingcheng International Building.

When Long Heng took Chen Xiyi's hand and got off the plane, the whole Fengcheng was clearly seen on the roof of the building.

Cow! Long Heng also sighed in his heart. It was his first time here.

He felt relieved to think that he was the future receiver of Dingcheng International.

Dingcheng International, just like Fengcheng, is already so beautiful. The whole Dingcheng International in Huaxia District is its own. What kind of scene is it.

Thinking of this, the saliva from the corner of Longheng's mouth came out.

Just then, it dripped on Chen Xiyi's face.

"Is it raining?" Chen Xiyi looked up and found that it was Long Heng's saliva.

Angry, she pinched Longheng's shoulder.

"Ouch!" Long Heng cried out in pain, only to find that it was his own faux pas that dripped saliva on Chen Xiyi's face.

Embarrassed!

Fortunately, Chen Xiyi is not a troublemaker and does not make the young owner of Longheng lose face too much.

When the young master comes, Dingcheng International must show absolute sincerity, and it is necessary to line up to welcome him.

But Long Heng waved his hand to disperse the crowd, so as not to be too ostentatious.

Chen Xiyi was sent to the high-end medical room of Dingcheng International. A middle-aged man dressed in a suit and looking a bit nervous came over.

"Long Shao, what's the matter? Could someone dare to attack you in Fengcheng? If you are a bit careless, the old man can't spare me."

This is Zhao Xihu, the core representative of Dingcheng International.

About Zhao Xihu in Fengcheng, 80% of them know him, but they are not familiar with Zhao Laogen.

Because one is behind, one is on the surface, one is the boss, and one is the employee.

The apparent representative of Dingcheng International is Zhao Xihu.

The outsiders call Zhao Xihu the god of the tiger. He is famous and has great ability and means. It's a pity that Zhao Laogen is the real big shot behind the scenes.

Long Heng was stunned. He knew this man. He was no less famous than Ma Yun. If he hadn't been favored by Zhao Laogen, he didn't know that Zhao Xihu worked for Zhao Laogen.

"It's just a trifle, Tiger God, I know your reputation." Long Heng said jokingly.

"Don't deserve it, don't deserve it. You are too polite. Long Shao is the man chosen by the old man. As long as you say he is not pleasing, let's break his bones and make soup."

Eh... Long Heng smiled awkwardly and boiled human meat soup. He didn't have this quirk.

"Don't worry, Long Shao. If you don't want to come to Dingcheng International to find me, just go to Sheng Gong'an. He is also one of our Dingcheng International people."

"Damn it, Sheng'an is our man?" Long Heng was washed away again. Dingcheng International is really not a vegetarian.

Who is Sheng Ping? That's a great philanthropist. He is one of the top ten philanthropists in China and has donated billions.

But in Zhao Xihu's eyes, this Sheng'an seems to be an ordinary person.

"Long Shao, you don't understand. The representative of Sheng is Dingcheng International. He donated money on behalf of our group, but his name is just his own."

Zhao Xihu smiled and pointed to the building outside the window.

"There are a lot of thugs there, all of them are our people. Long Shaoli might as well take some of them to be bodyguards."

Long Heng waved his hand and denied his words. It would be too ostentatious to do that. Besides, no one goes to school to fight every day.

Thinking of Long Heng's personal safety, Zhao Xihu thought that weeding should be done first. The school is not good for people, that is, the school is not good.

Farewell to Long Heng, Zhao Xihu secretly called Fang Yuping, president of Fengcheng University.

Fang Yuping is now in the office, talking about life with the new young fresh meat teacher, regardless of her age.

It was really Huahua playing. Zhao Xihu's phone call made her pick up her phone in a panic.

For Fang Yuping, although she had a few meals with Zhao Xihu, no one said anything to her.

It's the phone number. It's also Fang Yuping's deadpan.

Fang Yuping knew that she was just taking off her clothes, and Zhao Xihu didn't even look at her. It was a chance to call her today.

"Oh... Vice Chairman Zhao, why did you call me when you were free? Is there something wrong?" Fang Yuping pretended to be charming.

Fang Yuping is older than Zhao Xihu, but she must be polite.

"Fang Yuping, let me tell you that we, Longshao, are in your school. If there is any mistake, we will flatten the school and build a cemetery for you."

Fang Yuping didn't speak for a long time. Why did Zhao Xihu call her for the first time! I didn't offend him.

However, before Fang Yuping took over, Zhao Xihu hung up the phone.

Fang Yuping was scared to death. Long Shao, what kind of person is this? Is there really this person in the school? I haven't heard of it.

Find!

Since Zhao Xihu gave himself an order, it was a disaster. Fang Yuping got dressed, called all the teachers in the school together and began to find a man named Long Shao.