Chapter 654 - 320: You Have Your Connections, I Have My Uncle Zhao!

I withdrew my semi-soft penis from the girl’s body, and a thick white fluid mixed with both our bodily fluids gushed out of her floral path, leaving both of us stunned, not knowing such a large quantity could come from me. Seeing the girl’s kawaii face flushed with a rosy hue after her climax made me unable to resist deeply kissing her again, so we could further sense and feel each other’s love a bit more, just a little bit more.

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After being intimate with the girl, it seemed like everything at home had turned pink. Once we tasted the pleasures of the flesh, we couldn’t stop. Every time we got home, I would grab the girl, lift her skirt, and pull down her pantyhose to start making love immediately. Though just 16, the girl’s youthful body possessed both a sweet innocence and a mature sensuality, each time making me feel so ecstatic that I just wanted to cry out for help.

"Principal..."

Principal Wang’s eyes flickered, and he stayed silent.

At this moment, he no longer had the vigor and determination to cut the flesh to cure the poison as he did just now.

The construction of the gym at their school was fully funded by Celestial Sea Group.

Signing his name was a simple act, but the consequences that followed were something he... couldn’t bear.

Even Yang Shu, who had been comforting Wang Zihao, was somewhat silent at this moment.

Seeing this scene, the live broadcast viewers were instantly displeased.

"What’s with this guy, he was so confident just now, made me think he had a lot of resolve, how come now he’s acting so cautiously, ew!"

"I just looked it up, this Celestial Sea Group is a giant, it’s a top company in their province, tsk tsk tsk."

"So what! Isn’t this school public, run by the state? What does it have to do with these outside companies?"

"Ahem, ahem, the school is public, true, but these people are not public, they will retire and need to seek things from society too."

"Damn!"

"..."

Seeing everyone suddenly fall silent, Wang Zihao understood as well.

He opened his mouth but didn’t say anything more.

"It’s alright, I am very happy today, thanks to the principal, thanks to all the leaders, for allowing me to receive the scholarship."

Wang Zihao suddenly smiled and said, "From today onwards, I won’t sell instant noodles anymore, I’ll just go collect some scrap paper, empty bottles, I can sustain myself with that."

Principal Wang could no longer control his expression, his face as red as a monkey’s butt.

"Also, I thank the cafeteria manager for allowing me to have free soup and rice, thank you."

The burning pain!

Principal Wang, at this moment, wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Yang Shu even sternly asked, "Where’s the cafeteria manager, why hasn’t he come?"

At this time, the multiple school leaders seemed to have found an outlet to vent their frustrations, they all pointed their grievances at the cafeteria manager, each one of them filled with righteous indignation.

The live broadcast viewers witnessing this scene remained silent for a long time.

...

At the same time.

East Sea Fleet.

Zhao Yimeng had just finished reviewing the documents, rubbed his tired eyes, and leaned back in his chair.

With his eyes closed, his breathing gradually became heavier, then turned to calmness.

He was too tired, what he needed to do now was to snatch a moment’s nap.

"Mentor, brother! I entrust my family to you in the future."

Amidst the flames of war, sand and stones flew.

Scenes flashed by with a roar, and Zhao Yimeng’s breathing became heavier.

Only here could he see many faces he could no longer see.

Until finally, a middle-aged man with a beard appeared.

Seeing this face, Zhao Yimeng’s breath became even more rapid, he hurriedly walked up to him in the dream.

He took out a box of Hongtashan from his pocket, wanting to light it eagerly for him.

Unexpectedly, the man didn’t take the cigarette, just silently looked at her.

Just looking at him.

Until Zhao Yimeng felt a chill in his heart, the man slowly said:

"Back in the day, you might as well have used backdoor means to return, so Haohao wouldn’t have to suffer this much."

In an instant, Zhao Yimeng was startled awake, sweating profusely from the back.

He washed his face with cold water, reluctantly calming his inner emotions.

Walking to a corner of the office, he looked up at the photo on the wall, silently for a long time.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door from outside, it was his station’s Xiaozhang.

"Leader, the people from the publicity department are here."

"Mm, let him in."

Soon, with a series of knocks, a man in military uniform with several cameras hung around him walked in.

"Sit."

Zhao Yimeng made a gesture of invitation.

But after Kangle sat down and got comfortable, he didn’t say another word.

Kangle didn’t find it strange.

Before he came, a senior in the military culture office had earnestly told him:

"If you’re going to visit Zhao Yimeng, be prepared to drink congee."

"His various deeds are beyond question, but his personality is eccentric and unpredictable, difficult to grasp, those who go to interview him rarely speak much, which is also why his deeds are yet to be published."

"Xiaokang, be mentally prepared."

Eccentric personality?

Eccentric personality is good!

If it weren’t an eccentric personality, how would he have a chance to interview someone of such rank?

Seeing Kangle was determined to go, the senior didn’t say anything more, only provided one more piece of information.

"If you are still determined to go, I wouldn’t recommend you go at this time."

"A colleague from the rectification department told me, three days ago he received another remittance of three thousand yuan, Commander Zhao hasn’t had a good sleep for two days because of this remittance."