Chapter 242 Who Is Playing Tricks Behind the Scenes

In his previous life in the company, he often participated in the operation of swiping hot spots on the headlines and hot searches. He knew very well that the best way to cover up the limelight of a hot event was to create a new hot spot to attract attention. But... how to create this hot spot?

On the way home, Li Zeyu was bragging proudly, but Shen Dapeng only smiled to deal with it, but felt bored in his heart. Why is this guy heartless and not worried? Instead, I broke my heart for him!

But after thinking about it, he suddenly laughed helplessly like self-deprecating, maybe this is the old saying that stupid people are blessed with stupidity.

"Brother Peng, who are you talking nonsense about, saying that Xiaoxiao and I are both unmarried and having children first? Should I thank him, without him, I would not have the courage to propose marriage today."

"What? You want to thank that man who made up and spread rumors? You are really caring and filial. Why don't you just treat that bastard as me, come on, kowtow on your knees to show your thanks!"

Shen Dapeng pressed Li Zeyu's neck and motioned him to kneel and kowtow, but it was just a joke, and he didn't use too much force. Li Zeyu also laughed and broke away, bouncing around shaking his head.

"Brother Peng, you can really joke with me. If you are the one who spread the nonsense, then you can count as the success of my marriage proposal? You are really a god! I'm not joking with you. The water station has to deliver water early in the morning. I I have to go and see if my old man kicked the iron fence down last night, and it needs to be repaired..."

Li Zeyu waved goodbye at the intersection, seeing his happy and silly appearance, Shen Dapeng was a little envious.

If you don't have more thoughts, you won't have more troubles. Naturally, you don't need to think about it everywhere. You can relax a little bit when you live.

However, if I can be born again, do I really want to live an ordinary life?

"Who is behind this? The brothers of the Zhu family? There is no enmity with Li Zeyu. Huang Bin? He is his enemy, and he has never met Li Zeyu."

Suddenly, Shen Dapeng made a crisp sound with his fingertips, narrowed his eyes slightly, with a slight solemn look, and murmured: "Could it be you? Qian Xiaohao!"

Although Qian Xiaohao is his enemy like the Zhu brothers and Huang Bin, but he has had a lot of intersections with Li Zeyu, and Li Zeyu always stands up for him to force Qian Xiaohao. Besides, Qian Xiaohao's uncle is the logistics director of the county hospital. , It is also easy to find the results of the students' physical examination.

"Qian Xiaohao, you are really a sinister villain."

Shen Dapeng said lightly,

Slowly took out the phone, "Hello, Dapao Sun? Do me a little favor..."

Hanging up the phone, seeing the originally hazy sky brighten up, I feel extremely comfortable, thinking about Qian Xiaohao, who was unfortunately shot and is about to become a new figure in the forefront, and smiled slightly.

Only then did Shen Dapeng realize that he was really not a good person, at least not a good person.

At the gate of County No. 1 Middle School, a case was lying quietly on the very conspicuous concrete floor. When the breeze blew, the pages of the case were flipped. When the wind stopped, the case returned to its original state.

"Damn, why, why? Last week, last week, last week was the school gate that we cleaned, and this week it's us again, our duty team is seven people, why can't it be like this Let's divide the work?"

A classmate who was chubby and chubby walked towards the school gate with his big butt twisting, his face was full of reluctance, and the bamboo broom in his hand was sweeping the concrete floor without bending his waist. Perfunctory.

But having said that, with his waist of more than three feet wide, it is estimated that he really can't bend over.

"Pangpang, you are talking nonsense. There are indeed seven people in our group, but aren't we the only boys? Men, who care about women and girls, do more physical work and don't get tired. Don't tell me, do you want to let a few women Sweeping the streets in the wind and sun? Not a man at all."

The boy next to Fatty is not considered thin, and he is considered a little fat among his peers, but compared with Xiaopang, he is still relatively slender.

"Second young master, what you said is really nice. You should go to the class and say it in front of your classmates. Maybe if any girl who doesn't open her eyes is moved, it's because you don't want to marry."

Fatty's tone was full of jealousy and sarcasm, secretly thinking, maybe it's the Second Young Master who played tricks every time, so they both come to clean the school gate?

"How many times have I told you, don't call me the second youngest, the second youngest calls me, people who know me know that I am the second child at home, and those who don't know me think I am..."

"What are you? What are you? It's the second child! Haha."

Fatty laughed tauntingly.

"Fat pig, you are the second child!"

The second young master's face turned red, and when he looked around and no one heard him, he calmed down a little, but the big bamboo broom in his hand had already slapped Pang Pang.

Jokes, crazy fights, frolicking, unique nicknames, these are the most iconic existences of the student days. People in it don't feel precious. After staying for five or ten years, they often feel more cherished.

"Oh, I wipe..."

Fatty's physique was already bulky, and he stepped on something under his feet. When he slipped, he fell heavily on the ground. Fortunately, his stomach, which did not match his age, was thick enough, so he didn't hit his cheek.

"Haha, retribution, I deserve it, I told you to give me random nicknames, God open my eyes!"

Er Shao looked up to the sky and laughed so passionately, standing in front of him with a big broom in his hand, extremely proud.

"Get out of here, please open my eyes, I was slipped by this crap, who is so immoral, throwing rubbish at random..."

Fatty stood up clumsily, then leaned over to pick up the small paper notebook on the ground, "Huh? Case? Qian Xiaohao?"

"Qian Xiaohao? Which Qian Xiaohao? Was it the guy in Class 7 who was holding a doctor's note in his hand and showing off that he didn't have to wait in line during our senior three physical examination?"

The second young master was also curious, and leaned forward, trying to reach out to take the case, but was pushed back a few steps by the fat chubby belly.

"Probably so. This case is in the school. It should be someone from our No. 1 Middle School. He seems to be the only one with such a disgusting name as Qian Xiaohao."

Fat Pang casually flipped through the medical records, his eyes, which were originally squinted due to being too fat, gradually widened, blinking, showing excitement.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he looked at it again, "Second Young Master, come and have a look, Qian Xiaohao, 18 years old, has posthitis."

Fat Pang's tone emphasized the word 'posteritis', but the second young master was a little at a loss, "Puptitis? What disease? Contagious skin disease?"

"NONO, haha."

Pangpang looked at Er Shao's crotch with a smirk on his face, and Er Shao knew that it was definitely not a serious illness. Taking advantage of Fatty's unguardedness, he snatched the case into his hands, "Puppy dermatitis, the cause, unclean self-defense... ..."