Chapter 651 - 320: You Have Your Connections, I Have My Uncle Zhao!

I withdrew my semi-soft penis from the girl’s body, and a thick milky white fluid mixed with both of our bodily fluids flowed from the flower path, leaving both the girl and me stunned. We didn’t know so much could flow out of ourselves. Looking at the girl’s kawaii face flushed with two rosy cheekbones after the excitement, I couldn’t help but kiss her deeply again, letting us feel each other’s love a little more, just a little more.

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After being intimate with the girl, the atmosphere at home seemed to turn pink. Having just tasted the flavor of flesh, we couldn’t stop once we started. As soon as we returned home, I immediately grabbed her, lifted her skirt, pulled down her stockings, and started again. Her youthful body at only sixteen carried both the sweetness of innocence and the sexiness of maturity, every time making me feel incredibly good, making me want to scream for help.

"Principal..."

Principal Wang avoided eye contact and remained silent.

At this moment, he no longer possessed the vigor and determination he had earlier, the courage to cut flesh to cure poison.

The sports hall their school was constructing was fully funded by Celestial Sea Group.

Signing his name now was simple, but he couldn’t bear the continuous consequences it would bring.

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

Seeing this scene, the viewers in the live stream instantly became displeased.

"No, what’s with this guy, with that vowed confidence earlier, I thought he was more determined, but now he looks all timid, bah!"

"I just checked, this Celestial Sea Group is a huge entity, it’s a leading company in their province, tsk tsk tsk."

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

"Cough cough, the school is indeed public, but these people aren’t public, they will retire, they will need the society."

"Damn!"

"..."

Seeing the sudden silence of the crowd, Wang Zihao understood as well.

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

"It’s okay, today I’m very happy, thank you to the principal, thank you to all the leaders, allowing me to receive the scholarship."

Wang Zihao smiled suddenly and said: "From today onwards, I’ll stop selling instant noodles, I’ll just collect some waste paper boxes, empty bottles, and I can still support myself."

Principal Wang couldn’t control his expression anymore, his face turned as red as a monkey’s bottom.

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

The scorching pain!

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

Yang Shu shouted coldly: "Where’s the cafeteria manager, why isn’t he here yet."

All the school leaders suddenly found an outlet, directing their anger at the cafeteria manager, each filled with righteous indignation.

Viewers in the live stream saw this scene, remaining silent for a long time.

...

At the same moment.

East Sea Fleet.

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

He closed his eyes, his breathing gradually became heavier, then turned steady.

He was exhausted, what he needed now was to take a moment to rest.

"Instructor Yuan, brother! My family, I’ll entrust them to you in the future."

Gunfire flew, gravel splattered.

Scenes flashed by, Zhao Yimeng’s breathing got heavier.

It was only here that he could see many faces he could no longer see.

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

Seeing this face, Zhao Yimeng’s breathing became more rapid, he hurried forward in the dream.

He took out a box of Red Pagoda Mountain cigarettes from his pocket, eager to light one for him.

Unexpectedly, the man didn’t take it, he just looked at him quietly.

Just looked at him like that.

Only when Zhao Yimeng felt a chill in his heart did the man slowly speak:

"Back then, it would’ve been better if you had taken the backdoor to return, Haohao wouldn’t have had to suffer this."

In an instant, Zhao Yimeng was startled awake, cold sweat covering his back.

He washed his face with cold water, attempting to calm his inner emotions.

Walking to a corner of the office, he looked up at the photo on the wall, not speaking for a long time.

Just then, a knock on the door came from outside, it was his officer Xiaozhang.

"Sir, someone from the publicity department is here."

"Hmm, let him come over."

Very soon, with a series of knocks, a man dressed in a military uniform but carrying several cameras walked in.

"Sit."

Zhao Yimeng gestured for him to sit.

But after Kangle was seated, a long time passed without a word spoken.

For this, Kangle wasn’t surprised.

Before coming, a senior from the military culture department had told him earnestly:

"If you want to visit Zhao Yimeng, prepare yourself to eat miso soup."

"His various achievements are undeniable, but his personality is odd and unpredictable, hard to grasp, those who interview him rarely get to say much, which is why his deeds have never been reported."

"Xiaokang, be mentally prepared."

Odd personality?

Odd personality is great!

If his personality wasn’t odd, he wouldn’t have had the chance to interview someone of such rank.

Seeing Kangle’s firm intention to go, the senior didn’t say much more, just shared one more piece of news.

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

"Someone from the affairs department told me, he received a three thousand yuan remittance slip the day before yesterday, Commander Zhao hasn’t had a good night’s sleep for two days because of this slip."