Chapter 10 Wang Xiaozhu

I haven't been to school for such a long time. There are many things that Pan Hongsheng doesn't know.

The ungryest girl in the class has had an abortion twice, and the most beautiful girl was directly dropped out of school by an indigenous person.

Those boys are still those boys. The clumsy gesture of handing cigarettes, a little green polite words and pretending to be unrestrained posture made Pan Hongsheng finally find a little intimacy.

The head teacher who took the class gave birth to a second child, and replaced her with a student who was not much bigger than herself.

The eldest sister looks a little shy but responsible. There are several boys who don't know why they can't get in touch with each other. She almost has to find her hometown.

The big eyes with glasses are very approachable; Pan Hongsheng involuntarily had a good impression on him, and he found that most of the other boys were the same.

Because of the small age difference, some people even quietly came up with the idea of this little head teacher.

Indeed, the age difference is only two or three years old, and the appearance and temperament are not bad. The most important thing is that it looks quite reliable.

In the senior year, these big children know what is the most important thing, not the most dazzling thing is the best.

"Do you think I have a chance?" Ma Xiaofeng actually aimed at others and secretly looked at his hairstyle in the small mirror.

"I see, you have no chance." Pan Hongsheng did not hesitate to hit: "At that age, this appearance, figure and this traditional female temperament, that man is not attracted to it?"

"That's it!" Grandpa Chen didn't know why he began to think viciously: "Those who can stay in school need a relationship. She is a beautiful girl..."

This sentence made everyone stunned and glared at it!

"I... made a joke."

A cold wind clamped the fallen leaves, and Grandpa Chen's face was covered with sweat beads.

I don't know why Pan Hongsheng, like everyone else, unconsciously rowed the other party into the goddess family.

The bones of senior students are full of angry blood.

Some people threw beer bottles indiscriminately, and some wrote a courtship declaration with tar on the playground: "I love you, Muteng Lan!"

The toilet has become a holy place for graffiti, full of messages written in various fonts with various emotions:

"Zhang Hao, go and eat shit!"

"Wu Xianxian, you are my man!"

"Pan Dawei is a gay..."

"Anti-Qing and restoration of the Ming Dynasty!"

All kinds of absurd slogans are particularly concentrated in the men's toilet squatting one meter away from the ground, reflecting the bored, depressed and helpless mood of senior boys.

Pan Hongsheng finished squatting in the pit and finally added: "I'm back. Where are you?"

Originally, there were forty-seven people in a class. At this time, they were walking. If they didn't come, there were only 31 people left.

Several boys dropped out of school because they missed too many classes and had no justifiable reason. One of them was expelled for fighting with people outside. The most outrageous thing was a buddy who wore glasses with excellent character and learning. He was actually dropped out of school when he was about to graduate in his senior year.

After taking the photo, everyone talked about this matter: "A good person is useless like this! His family is not well-off, and his single-parent family is only dependent on his mother. Now the hard years have been in vain.

Pan Hongsheng has come into contact with some successful academic fanatics who come to find a job. They are all stupid kids who are amazingly loud but have no practical ability.

The best side of this kind of thing is to teach people to make progress, but it completely ignores the limitations of objective conditions.

Hearing the news, Pan Hongsheng was a little shocked: "Wang Xiaozhu? He actually... when did it happen?"

"A month ago, I decided to give up my graduation certificate to Shenzhen to participate in some course marketing training," Ma Xiaofeng, who has a good relationship with Wang Xiaozhu, sighed: "What a good child, sensible and honest, just fooled others, alas..."

After listening to this sentence, Yang Yaqi, who had been watching coldly, also put down his airs: "Hongsheng, you know more people outside. Can you help find him and persuade him? Wang Xiaozhu's mother can't get in touch with him at all now, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead..."

"Okay, I'll deal with it." Pan Hongsheng was motionless and directly sent a text message to the flower demon.

In a short time, Huayao gave feedback: There are more than 700 similar sales training training institutions in Shenzhen, including five of which have complete qualification certificates, and the rest are only leather bag companies with some qualifications registered.

More than 700!

Pan Hongsheng's scalp was a little numb when he heard this number: Is there no other industry in Shenzhen? Just rely on this?

In fact, it is also easy to understand when you think about it. Shenzhen is a place with many opportunities and mixed eyes; in such a place, countless people without academic qualifications and funds want to make a try.

In addition to selling health care products and being an emotional expert, there is also a third good way to make money in China, which is sales course training.

Countless training institutions target students and young people who are about to be employed, and issue various unreliable certificates.

They either rent a house near the railway station and bus station, or rent a corner of a corner of a residential house, and dare to claim to be the domestic general agent of a multinational training institution.

Even the flower demons who are good at intelligence work can do it. It can be seen that the environment of that place is complex. It seems that I really have to think more about this seemingly ordinary little thing.

After a quick meal with several classmates, he directly greeted the local branch of the National Security Group.

Greeting the local government is mainly to make those guys panic.

It is difficult to clean up these mice hidden in the corners without big movements and the help of the local government.

When Pan Hongsheng rushed to Shenzhen with everyone, it was already the time to hold the lamp.

Shenzhen under the night is indeed a big city that does not allow Beijing and Shanghai. At the beginning of the 21st century, there was a stream of talents

is to directly attack the rapidly developing Shenzhen from Beijing and Shanghai.

This small fishing village has become the pearl of many cities in the south. The actual size and modernization of the city are comparable to that of the capital mixed with alleys.

As the leader in the southern city, the prosperity here makes Pan Hongsheng, who overlooks the night scene on the special plane, admires: No wonder all kinds of people are here, which really lives up to its reputation!

When the plane landed, the local police chief had been waiting for a long time with a large number of criminals.

Obviously, everyone knows what the three words Guoan Group means, and no one dares to neglect it in this stall.

"These are all the heads of local mice, but they don't know there is such a person. I have asked them." The police chief was a little uneasy: "I'm sorry, sir, I can't provide more help."

Pan Hongsheng didn't say anything, and glanced at those people with a faint smile.

These people look like decent people, but their expressions betrayed their identities.

People with a guilty heart, no matter how gorgeous the clothes are, they can't hide their temperament.

"This leader, we really haven't washed our hands for a long time. We have really turned to work. Our training institution is Canada..."

"Fuck you, Canada! You are a poor student in primary school culture, and you have been in prison for several years for fraud. Go to Canada that your mother forced you!" The director was very bold. After one sentence, he realized that the words were inappropriate and looked at Pan Hongsheng uneasily.

But Pan Hongsheng has a good impression on people with this personality. It seems that this director should have a more manly temperament and can do things, unlike those slow-hearted guys.

"Say it honestly," Pan Hongsheng lowered his voice: "Who can provide the whereabouts of Wang Xiaozhu can go..."

The director immediately said, "If you can't find this person, okay! You people all have a case! We can reasonably and legally ask you to assist in the investigation until we have the whereabouts!"

These well-dressed characters even complained and began to ask for a phone call to contact their men.

"Hey, Lao Huang, let's see if we have a man named Wang Xiaozhu?"

"Hey! Ade! Find a man named Wang Xiaozhu! A man! Twenty-two!"

Pan Hongsheng looked at these busy people with no expression on his face. Yang Yaqi next to him was calling home: "Oh! Oh! Got it! I will pay attention! I'm looking for my classmates!"