Chapter 77
Fu Le thought it was Old Fu who came in, but he didn't expect it to be a policeman.
When minors are questioned, their parents must be present. How come someone else came in alone?
"Fu Le?" the male police officer called out as he entered.
"Yes. That's me." Fu Le looked at the other person with a puzzled expression.
I thought it would be a routine questioning right away, but instead, they said, "Did those bastards hurt you? Tell Uncle Yan that your dad will be here soon. It's okay, don't be afraid." This is someone I know.
"Hello, Uncle Yan." Realizing what was happening, Fu Le dropped his coldness, became calm, and became well-behaved and sensible, just like a good student.
Seeing Fu Le's actions, Deng Yan wanted to laugh. This girl was still just like when she was a child, acting like a drama queen.
Fu Le was also surprised to find that her father's network of connections was so extraordinary that he even had such close friends. So why was she almost bullied in high school in her previous life? And why didn't she dare to tell her family?
I secretly gave Lao Fu a thumbs up in my heart, regretting that I didn't know how to complain in my past life and believed my own mother's nonsense. I thought that suffering a loss is a blessing and that taking a step back would open up a whole new world. Little did I know that no matter how you advance or retreat, going too far is as bad as going too far.
Fu Le recounted everything that had happened, including the last part, "They came here today to identify people. Wu Jianxin said they were all Brother Niu's men and told me to be careful. I figured they were going to make their move after evening self-study, so I decided to strike first."
"Okay, Uncle got it. Your dad will be here soon. Sit here for a while."
"Okay. Thank you, Uncle Yan."
Deng Yan exuded an imposing aura, and even his rising posture carried a fierce air.
Just a few minutes later, as Deng Yan had predicted, Old Fu arrived.
"Lele, are you alright? Where are those thugs? I'm going to kill them all!!" With his daughter's safety at stake, Old Fu went berserk and was about to rush into the interrogation room when he was stopped by a quick-thinking police officer.
"What are you doing? This is a police station, not a place you can just walk around in! You're the little girl's family member, right? Come here, over here."
...
When Lao Fu came out of the police station, his face was ashen. He hadn't expected that these thugs in Lion City would be so bold as to intercept girls at the school gate.
"Lele, Dad has something to do. You go back to school first."
“Oh, okay.” Fu Le had no objection.
When I entered the classroom, it was already the break between the second and third periods.
"Fu Le, are you alright? Did Wu Jianxin and his gang hire you?" Sun Qianxi was terrified when he heard Fu Le fighting with Wu Jianxin, a second-year high school student, early in the morning. Wu Jianxin had even brought some thugs with him. He wanted to go out and find someone, but the gatekeeper wouldn't let him. Teacher Lu even called him to the office to ask about the situation, and he told her everything.
"Fu Le, you're so cool! You're really good at fighting!!" A boy came up to Fu Le, looking at him with great admiration. The desire to admire the strong exists in every era.
"Thank you for the compliment," Fu Le grinned.
The boy was taken aback, clearly not expecting Fu Le's reaction, but he quickly burst into laughter, "Fu Le, you're so funny, haha... Fu Le, my name is Zhao Qiang, remember that."
"Fu Le, my name is Yang Lei! Remember me too..."
“Fu Le…”
During break, the class suddenly turned into a self-introduction session, with Fu Le becoming the center of attention, leaving him both amused and exasperated.
"Fu Le, come here for a moment." Teacher Lu's math class was the third period, and she called Fu Le away when class ended.
Fu Le thought that when she entered the office, Teacher Lu would criticize her very severely, but, "Were you hit?" Teacher Lu asked as soon as she entered the room, her gaze sweeping over Fu Le from head to toe with a serious expression.
Fu Le paused for a moment, then shook his head. "I'm very good at fighting."
"That's good. The first two periods are foreign language and Chinese. I've given you two sets of test papers. Go and do them." Teacher Lu picked up two sets of test papers from the table and handed them over.
"Oh, okay."
"If something like this happens again, you must tell the teacher. I will not let anyone bully the students in our class, understand?"
"Understood." Fu Le nodded.
"Okay, go out."
Fu Le: That's it? No swearing?
"What are you standing there for? Get back to class!"
Fu Le: !!
He turned and ran away...
Teacher Lu watched Fu Le's hurried departure and smiled. "That girl."
Fu Le was treated to lunch again, this time with several male classmates, including Zhao Qiang. The four boys pooled their money to pay for the meal, and when they tried to stop Fu Le from doing so, Sun Qianxi almost got beaten up.
Fu Le: ...
This is the first time I've ever seen people fight over treating each other to food.
Besides Sun Qianxi and Zhao Qiang, the other two are Liu Zinan and Lu Ming.
Fu Le was a little uncomfortable with suddenly having a few more friends, but after dinner, the five of them became familiar with each other. Sun Qianxi was closer to Zhao Qiang, while Liu Zinan and Lu Ming were closer. The two who joined later were the son of the grade director and the nephew of Teacher Lu.
Fu Le was quite surprised to learn the identities of the two. In fact, not only her, but Sun Qianxi and Zhao Qiang were also very surprised, because these two were very low-key in class. Such identities might not be impressive outside, but in the small world of school, they could walk around with impunity. However, they had never mentioned it and studied in an orderly manner every day.
"You guys are awesome, really!" Zhao Qiang gave a thumbs up.
...
"A pharmaceutical factory?" Lu Shi looked at the person across the table in astonishment. "Isn't this a bit too big of a leap?" Cosmetics and medicine, although they have some minor connection, are completely different fields. They know nothing about them. Getting involved in this rashly is just courting death. Is this big shot rich and has nowhere to spend his money?
"Stretch out your hand." Fu Le said,
"What?" Lu Shi asked, but still held up his finger.
A flash of white light appeared before his eyes, and Lu Shi felt a sharp pain in his fingertip. "Ouch!! Boss! You're murdering a loyal subject!!"
A sharp pain shot through his fingertip. Lu Shi was confused by Fu Le's actions. What was he doing with the knife?
Fu Le tossed the prepared ointment to Lu Shi, saying, "Apply it."
Completely bewildered by Fu Le's series of actions, Lu Shi asked, "You didn't just cut me so I could experiment with the ointment, did you?"
"I'll give you an extra thousand in bonuses at the end of the month."
"Okay, boss, is one finger enough? If not, I have nine more."
Fu Le: ...
Looking at the man across from her applying ointment, she couldn't believe that this talkative, gossipy man was actually the composed and deep-seated boss from her past life. She couldn't bear to look at him.
The green, viscous ointment felt cool and comfortable when applied to the wound on my fingertip.
Lu Shi held up his finger, looked at it, and then brought it close to Fu Le's eyes. "Boss, look, it's okay now, it doesn't hurt anymore."
"Wait ten minutes."
"Oh." Lu Shi found Fu Le really strange. "Boss, don't tell me this is the product you're going to make?"
"Yes. I want to sell these to the country at cost price." She can earn enough wealth just from cosmetics; she doesn't need to earn money from the country. This is a way of indirectly helping her country. You can never have too much money, but if you just hoard it and don't spend it, it will only breed bad things. She doesn't need to earn any more money from here.
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