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The coastal city is called the coast, but there's no sea.
Where did the coastal city come from? There were no records of it in the history books.
People who asked questions in the beginning became common illnesses in the local area.
The background of the seaside often appeared in the mouths of women who talked about their daily lives, men who boasted, and children who liked to ask questions.
However, no one knew when it started, but people stopped asking questions. Their lives had completely changed.
They were like cows and sheep, led away.
Their heads were definitely not mush, but they slowly turned into a waste station. They put away the scrap metal, and the dopamine overflowed like the sewage in the Ganges.
The OSNA had a few strange symbols, but they were not correct. It was a mess.
A few men squeezed in front of the table. They were all wearing ironed clothes and stepping on shining beast skins. Their hands were clearly divided into five parts, and they were dark and greedy.
Their hands were covered in blood, and each of their hands carried mischievous stones. This was clearly a symbol of merit and status.
The table's surface was smooth, and Great Elder Zhou Hai's face was reflected on it. A few words were squeezed out from his throat.
"Co-workers! I have good news to announce to everyone: This is my Sonar Group, in response to the call of the country and the needs of society. After a discussion by the board, they decided to transfer a large amount of funds to the public service. We are here to assist the education of Binhai City."
"This business is beneficial to the country and the people, and it reflects the responsibility of the Sona Group. I believe that this is a great business that is beneficial to the people. After the recommendation of all the directors, Third Elder Bian Wu is fully in charge of this matter."
Everyone applauded.
For some reason, when these words came out of his mouth, they were like feces that emitted a foul smell.
After a while, everyone began to talk about their own things.
They weren't talking, they were clearly using their mouths to poop!
This stench was hard to breathe!
The pitiful world would be drowned by this shit, surrounded by the stench.
Bian Wu and Director Li of the Department of Education and Mayor Zhao ate.
In the middle of a beautiful room, there was a round dining table. The table was huge and there were all kinds of delicacies on it.
Bian Wu, Director Li, Director Zhao, and the rest of the people sat around the table.
They first discussed the development of Ona and the coastal education. When all the dishes were served, they would talk about the delicious dishes and get to the point in a while.
Director Li chewed as he said, "What does Ona say? What a good thing she did."
"Indeed! By doing so, on one hand, we have helped the education of Binhai City, and on the other hand, we have also established the image of our group. It is killing two birds with one stone.
Mayor Zhao said, "Of course, I have also arranged for the television station."
"That's good."
The mayor said, "Don't worry, CEO Bian. It's not the first time we've cooperated."
Everyone laughed.
"How much did you draw this time? What are the arrangements?"
"Isn't it a total of 30 million? Ten million as a reward for the students. We are prepared to start from this aspect. "
"Alright, you guys make the arrangements."
"How should I put it? Everyone can rest assured. Everyone will definitely be rewarded!"
"Damn, who are we and who are we? We will definitely be at ease."
"Right, let's not say anything else. Come, let me toast to my elder brother."
After saying that, Li Jushou and Bian Wu clinked their glasses and raised their necks.
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"By the way, what day will the interview be held?"
"When you are free, just wait."
"Alright! Let's go to Number 3 then."
"Okay! It's a deal!"
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Bian Wu wanted to visit a junior high school in Beautiful County, which was located in Binhai City. That school was the number one high school in Beautiful County in Binhai City.
No.1 Middle School was located in the core area of the county. It was located in a small county like Beautiful County. No.1 Middle Street could be said to be bustling, but it was just a little crowded. It was noisy. In front of No.1 Middle Street, there were many bookstores and glasses shops, which were unique to this street. Because it was adjacent to the school.
Xiao Ming was a student of Second Year Class Six of this school.
Xiao Ming was a boy with a face full of pimples. He had no specialty, and his grades were decent.
At this moment, he was lying on his bed, daydreaming in the dark. Perhaps it was not a daydream, but the world's trivial and messy matters were floating in his mind. His mind was now filled with this useless piece of scrap metal.
Ah Zhu was a fat man. He said to Ah Hang, who was on the upper bunk, "What is Ah Hang doing now? Don't f * cking shake the bed."
Everyone laughed secretly.
Ah Hang said," You damn pig! I'll find you a sow. "
"What's your name? Stop calling me son."
"Stop calling me grandson!"
"Idiot!"
Ah Zhu's voice was not low, but it was heard by the teacher on duty.
Ah Zhu and Ah Yu wanted to curse, but they still wanted to laugh. However, when they saw the terrifying figure, they immediately shut their mouths as if they had been struck by lightning.
The teacher on duty said in a low voice, full of killing intent, "Pretending to be f * cking stupid, who said that? "
They did not speak, and Little Ming did not speak, so he did not panic too much. Everyone did not move, even more afraid than seeing a ghost.
" You don't want to admit it, right? Come out! Everyone come out!"
No one moved. Little Ming could tell that if someone else wanted to get up, he would also get up. Thus, under the dim light, the entire dormitory members stood in a row.
"Do you admit it?"
At this moment, Little Zhu made a squeak. The teacher on duty rushed forward and gave him a loud slap.0
Xiao Ming and the others couldn't help but exclaim in their hearts.
The teacher on duty turned around and said, "The rest of you can go back."
At this moment, they obediently got on the bed like docile little sheep. They didn't dare to move and made a sound, but they could only hear the sounds of fighting and cursing outside. They knew that Little Pig was in trouble.
After a while, Little Pig dejectedly entered the room and laid on the bed. No one dared to ask how he had been beaten up.
Little Ming thought, I definitely have to find the form teacher. The form teacher has a whip. Oh my, I was hit by that whip last time. It really hurts.
The form teacher was really detestable, but Ah Zhu only had himself to blame. Little Ming thought about that whip again. It was thick and long.
How many people had that wicked whip hit?
From the whip, he thought of Xiao Feng and the others who had used a stick made of books in elementary school. Xiao Feng had hit Xiao Ming with that stick more than once. For this reason, Xiao Ming was willing to use the most vicious words in the world to curse Xiao Feng and the others.
He thought of their future. They were simply a few hooligans who had dropped out of school and refused to go. It was perfect. Staying in this world was simply a disaster.
As Xiao Ming thought about it, he actually became angry and indignant. Since he was angry and angry, then he would make fun of this world.
It was late at night. Xiaoming fell asleep, but his brain did not sleep. In fact, he became even more active.
He despised this world. In his dreams, he was also despised by the world.
Little Ming was in pain in his dreams.
After waking up, Little Ming did not feel refreshed. He had been wandering in the dream world for a night, and at this moment, he was both physically and mentally exhausted.
He struggled to open his eyes, folded the blanket, and did not wash his face. He stumbled out of the dormitory. That's right, this was a new day, but Little Ming had never felt this way before.
He sighed and quickly walked to the school field.
His eyes were sore and his mind was in a mess. He began to think nonsense again. Xiaoming looked at the small book in his hand, but his heart had already flown away.
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