Suddenly, the phone rang again.
Annoyed, Wang Peng turned on speakerphone and yelled, "Old Wang, are you ever going to stop?"
"Sixth Brother, it's me, Zhao Long. Come over here quickly."
My roommate in the dormitory is Zhao Long.
"Our boss suddenly had a mental breakdown and is standing on our rooftop threatening to jump. You need to come quickly."
Wang Peng's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? What's gotten into him?"
"Who knows what's wrong with him? Hurry up and come over, I'm hanging up now, I'm almost out of money in my card."
Beep, beep... The call was disconnected.
Wang Peng was completely numb, so he hurriedly drove to the school.
It seems like one problem after another is brewing.
Upon arriving at the school, I parked the car directly downstairs in front of the dormitory building.
Three police cars were parked downstairs, and a cordon was set up. School leaders and students were all there.
A figure stands in the seven-story dormitory building, arms outstretched like Jesus.
Just then, a van drove in.
The car was decorated with advertisements for Feitianmaozi (a type of herb), and Dong Zheng and Li Rong hurriedly got out.
They are Dong Lin's parents.
"Sixth Brother, you've finally arrived! You scared me to death!" Zhao Long grabbed Wang Peng's hand.
"Don't touch me, what happened?"
Wang Peng shook off his hand and looked up at the rooftop.
"I don't know. He had just woken up and went to the rooftop to jump. We didn't do anything to him."
Zhao Long scratched his head and shouted at the stairs, "Boss, don't jump! Think of your parents!"
"Shut up, you son of a bitch!"
Wang Peng really wanted to slap him. "The eldest brother doesn't get along with his father."
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