"Just let me know where you need it."

This is an old man's advice to his younger generation, and it is also Han Zhili's promise to Ling Yun. A promise that many people want is not an exaggeration to say it is a promise worth a thousand gold, but Han Zhili gave this promise to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun stood there blankly, not knowing what to say, but in the end he could only belong to Yu Yin, who was from his father.

"You guys go! I heard a lot of children say recently that they died at the age of 25, but they were buried in the soil when they were 75. But what I want to say is that everyone has a long life and can do it themselves."

Han Zhili held his hands behind his back and reluctantly took his eyes back from Xiangyang.

"Thank you, Mr. Han."

Looking at Han Zhili's back, Ling Yun's thousands of words finally merged into the words "Thank you".

Han Zhili waved his hand and walked towards his box before. When he passed by the private kitchen owner, he whispered to him and packed it for me.

The owner of the private kitchen was stunned, and then quickly reacted, holding the lunch box and chasing Han Zhili's back.

Before, the owner of the private kitchen was personally served by the owner of the private kitchen. Many of the rich dishes on the table were not passive. With Han Zhili's reputation as frugal, it was not unexpected to pack them. It was just that the boss of the private kitchen was delayed by the fight, which made the owner of the private kitchen not react for a while.

Han Zhili and the owner of the private kitchen left one after another, and no one cared about the "remaining walls" in the atrium.

After his passion, Ling Yun began to think about a question: Can he continue working in a private kitchen?

"Who is that old man?"

After the calm and quiet, Xiao Xiaoxiao and Zhu Shiyao came out one after another. Looking at the direction of Han Zhili leaving, both of them asked questions to Ling Yun and Xiangyang curiously.

"What are you doing during the freshman conference?"

Through Xiangyang's introduction, Ling Yun met her two new friends, but the continuous questions from Xiao Xiaoxiao and Zhu Shiyao directly made Ling Yun hold her forehead weakly.

"I'm sleeping?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao scratched her head and looked at Zhu Shiyao with confusion. Zhu Shiyao took a big sip of Coke, smashed her mouth, and said recalling with a frown.

"I don't know, I should be eating that day."

"That day, the three of us ate hot pot in the dormitory and asked Bai Lu to ask us for leave."

Xiangyang seemed to remember something, and his face was not very good-looking. Ling Yun completely turned black. He had seen various situations since he came into contact with and studied, but this was the first time he had seen the students of the freshman conference in his life, and he also met three people at one time.

"Han Mr. Han is the president of Wanghai University and is also one of the only great scholars recognized in contemporary China. His students are almost everywhere from business to politics. I didn't expect that there are really people who don't know Mr. Han."

Ling Yun smiled bitterly. Facing the three living treasures in front of him, he really didn't know what to say.

And in another corner of Wanghai University, there was another person who was speechless like Ling Yun, who was Xiang Chen.

At this time, Xiang Chen was squatting in front of Tian Dazhuang, using a tissue given by a kind college student to clean Tian Dazhuang's wounds roughly.

"Why did you, a takeaway delivery guy, have a conflict with the students of Wanghai University? Do you really care about the quality you usually tell you?"

Xiang Chen kept frowning when he spoke. The project of caring for people has always been his weakness, not to mention that the person who sobbed in front of him is still a defeated general.

"Brother Xiang, I really didn't have a conflict with them. I just sent a takeaway instead. I don't know what happened to the group of aggressive students. They obviously bumped me into it, and not only did they not apologize, but also beat me up."

When explaining to Xiang Chen again, Tian Dazhuang looked confused, and he had no idea that he had just sent a takeaway instead, so why was he beaten up for no reason? Even after being beaten, Tian Dazhuang was still confused, not knowing whether he had offended the ghost and god.

Could it be that someone ordered takeaway and then deliberately sent it to a private kitchen? An incredible idea flashed through Tian Dazhuang's head, and he denied it himself. After all, who would be dissatisfied with a guy who delivered takeaway? But someone bullied him!

The more Tian Dazhuang thought about it, the more angry he became. In the end, he was sobbing.

"Okay, okay! Why is a big man crying?"

Because of disgust with Tian Dazhuang's snot, Xiang Chen's method of healing his wounds could not help but increase his strength, which made Tian Dazhuang's sobs disappear in an instant.

"A big man even lost when he beat a group of students. If you spread like this, how can you face the elders of Jiangdong?"

Xiang Chen learned the massage technique that Tan Qisha used to heal himself when he was a child, but suddenly found that the injury on Tian Dazhuang's neck not only did not improve, but instead worsened a little.

"I'm going to heal your injuries for the time being, and I'll go to the hospital for a look."

He gently patted Tian Dazhuang on the shoulder, and Xiang Chen's voice became gentler when he spoke.

"Brother Xiang, I feel my back hurt even more!"

Tian Dazhuang looked at Xiang Chen, with some confusion in his heart, and hesitated and still expressed his questions in his heart.

"I rub your blood stasis, of course it will hurt a little, but after you go to the hospital, you will relieve a lot of the pain."

Xiang Chen's tone was not allowed, and Tian Dazhuang nodded in a vague way.

"Do you still remember what the person who hit you looks like? I will always have to say hello to you next time I meet you."

After failing to heal Tian Dazhuang, Xiang Chen could only think about using other methods to repay Tian Dazhuang.

"Brother Xiang, let's not cause trouble!"

Tian Dazhuang rubbed the wound on his face, thinking that it was fortunately he was not bleeding, otherwise he would not know how to explain if he would video the mother at home at night.

"No one can bully my team. You are barely my partner. I won't let you be bullied!"

Xiang Chen turned his head and looked at Tian Dazhuang, smiled confidently, and began to silently outline some shallow routes in his heart.

Tian Dazhuang didn't say anything. He didn't know where Xiang Chen's confidence came from, but he knew that where he came from, life was never easy, and he didn't want Xiang Chen to say it was as simple as Xiang Chen said.

After Xiang Chen finished speaking, Tian Dazhuang smiled honestly, as a response to him. No matter whether what Xiang Chen said could be done, how could someone be unhappy if he was willing to stand up for him?

Looking at Tian Dazhuang's silly look, Xiang Chen's brow frowned slightly. Although he didn't say it clearly, there was something in the laughter that he didn't believe in himself. Just as he was about to criticize and educate Tian Dazhuang, he suddenly felt the sound of the wind behind him. Xiang Chen hurriedly dodged, and the next second, a fist as big as a sandbag fell on Tian Dazhuang's face.

Xiang Chen was confused, and the person who punched was stunned. Tian Dazhuang could feel his nose bleeding without confirmation this time. Then he couldn't help but cry, including complaints about the injustice of life, and more, being punched in the face, it really hurts.
Chapter completed!