"..."

"Don't worry, it won't interfere with business. I'll prepare the cigarettes and alcohol in the next couple of days."

"..."

Half a minute later, Wang Simei hung up the phone, staring blankly at the phone with lifeless eyes.

Because of the suicide attempt, the school decided to punish him by stripping him of his purchasing authority and reducing his salary by three levels.

"Wang Peng! Dong Lin! You're the ones who ruined me! I'm not finished with you!"

...

Wang Peng felt a chill down his back and scratched it. Someone patted his shoulder.

Turning around, he quickly said, "Hello, Principal."

Zhou Shun, a *** at the provincial university, is fifty years old this year and wears gold-rimmed glasses.

"Wang Peng, would you like to take a walk with me?" Zhou Shun said.

"Okay, where shall we go for a walk?" Wang Peng naturally wanted to get closer to the principal.

Zhou Shun laughed and said, "Let's just take a walk, where else can we go?"

After saying that, he walked towards the playground with his hands behind his back.

Wang Peng hurriedly followed, trying to figure out what he was thinking, and was sure that this man definitely had something to say.

On the lawn of the playground, several girls are reading books.

"Xiao Peng, do you know Director Feng?" Zhou Shun asked.

"You mean Comrade Feng Dali? I've dealt with him before," Wang Peng replied.

Zhou Shun smiled slightly, "Xiao Peng, you should know that the school is going to buy a batch of research equipment for reception purposes."

"Yes, Principal Wang mentioned it to me." Wang Peng couldn't help but wonder, did he want to give me the order?

"Xiaopeng, I know you also run a tobacco and liquor store."

He patted Wang Peng on the shoulder and said, "The school is going to hold a public tender in three days. Get ready."