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Chapter 431 Early Warning

The University of International Business and Economics is the most fashionable university in Beijing, and Liu Shan’s key major, “International Economics and Trade”, is even more fashionable among the trends.

In this major of more than 100 people, there are children of diplomats, children of high-ranking officials, and children of patriotic children who have returned from studying abroad. The teachers in charge of teaching also have backgrounds for studying abroad or studying abroad.

The environment of the University of International Business and Economics has brought about a huge change in Liu Shan's temperament.

Whether it is walking in a demeanor or dressing, Liu Shan has a beauty that is beyond her peers.

It is not a strong bloom, but more like an artistic composition. You need to have a special angle to appreciate the beautiful changes.

For example, a lateral slide can highlight an extremely attractive body proportion.

Yang Rui could understand the appearance of the four young men passing by, but whistling was obviously too frivolous.

Liu Shan glanced back at them, tidied up her clothes, and went back to her resting seat.

Due to her figure, her clothes are always not that fit, especially her hips and waist circumference, which are always unable to cooperate properly, so she usually pays attention, and this time she is too relaxed in playing basketball.

Liu Shan didn't want to cause disputes, but the boys who were traveling with him all stood up.

When Cao Baoming was at Xibao Middle School, he was the pioneer in the Ruixue Group, and this time was no exception.

He pushed the chair away, stood in front, shouting, "What are you doing? Being a hooligan!"

"Brother, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Who has acted like a hooligan? Have you ever seen a hooligan?" The tallest among the four young people was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a stout figure and full of confidence.

The young man who was blowing the whistle stood in the middle, laughed, hooked his chin at Liu Shan, and said, "Holy rogues not only whistle, look, we are like hooligans?"

He took two steps on the wooden floor in a thunderbolt posture, with striped shirt and black pants, and a pair of high-top leather shoes, which was quite stage-style.

Others clapped their hands.

"Okay, you can play with yours." Su Yi and Cao Baoming stood side by side.

Both of them are not tall, but the result of long-term exercise makes their limbs extremely strong, and the muscles on their shoulders and backs are raised high, giving people a strong sense of pressure. The two of them shoulder to shoulder, as strong as door panels.

There were nine people on Yang Rui's side, and there were only four young people. The man in the whistling striped shirt stared at them for a while, and laughed with a hint: "What, more people, few bullies? Isn't it authentic, guys."

"There is no brother here." Cao Baoming raised his chin.

"Oh, I have a pretty temper." The whistleman looked at the two strong men as strong as golden bells again, nodded, and said, "Okay, you guys play, let's play your own."

Taking three people back to his fairway, the whistleman said again: "Brothers, how many games have you booked? I'll buy a drink. Do you need to renew it for two hours?"

Those who dare to play 45 yuan a game of bowling are naturally not ordinary hooligans. In fact, most of the hooligans in the 1980s were unemployed young people who could not find jobs, and they were all poor. Those stories of hooligans that were widely circulated, including those who forced their breasts on the streets, those who peeked at women's bathrooms, and those who robbed elementary school students. In short, the powerful will not be called hooligans.

The person who was blowing the whistle was obviously full of confidence. While taking out a stack of RMB from his pocket, he looked at Cao Baoming and Su Yi in a demonstration manner. Of course, he did not forget to smile and signal to Liu Shan.

Cao Baoming said with a dark face: "Go away."

"Okay, I'll have a drink." The whistle man Zhan Yan smiled and seemed to retreat. He reminded the other three people, turned his head to the service desk, which had a cafe and also provided beer, foreign wine and tea. As the first bowling alley in China, the service was quite good.

Cao Baoming felt a little happy and returned to the team with a little pride.

Yang Rui smiled and patted his hands twice, then pulled Cao Ren aside, gave him a key, and said, "Go and get something for me and make another call."

"Okay. What to take?"

"I've put the camera in the cabinet. The one you've played with before will take two extra straps."

Huang Ren understood it and said, "Do you think there is something wrong with that person just now?"

"It's nothing wrong to be careful. At a young age, I'll run to the bowling alley to play. It's possible to have a good temper, but it's even more likely to have a bad temper. Maybe he just sees that there are many people..."

"And then go find someone to help?"

"Maybe it's looking for a group of people, or someone to help. In short, you get the camera back as soon as possible, and then find a place to wait. If something bad happens, remember to record the video. If possible, try not to be discovered by the other party."

"I can find a bag and dig a hole in the middle to carry it..." Huang Ren thought about it, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Actually, there is no shame in leaving early. The other party may be a high-ranking official or something."

"We are college students, this is a natural advantage. Well, with another insurance, I'll ask Li Zhangzhen and Frankie to come here." Li Zhangzhen is the Hong Kong manager of Huarui Company, and Huarui Company's current main business is Huarui Laboratory, so he has been stationed here for a long time.

Of course, the point is that Li Zhangzhen is from Hong Kong and Frankie is from British.

Regardless of whether there is a Sino-British negotiation or not, foreigners’ status in Beijing is always higher than that of the children of high-ranking officials.

College students are also a good amulet. If a college student graduates, its social attributes will naturally change. Before graduation, college students will gain universal public sympathy. In this regard, it is a bit like the preferential treatment of children by American public opinion.

When Huang Ren heard this, he felt relieved and smiled and said, "If this hooligan dares to come, we will let him suffer a loss."

Yang Rui nodded, took the phone number to Liu Shan, explained the situation, and said, "After you are sure they come, go back to school first, don't come here for the time being."

"I want to help." Liu Shan and Yang Rui looked at each other boldly.

"Be good, it's still a matter of nothing. If you stay here, it's dangerous." Yang Rui touched Liu Shan's hair with his hands.

Liu Shan's face turned slightly red, but her heart was soft like cotton candy.

The three people left behind the fairway next door occasionally glanced at Yang Rui and others, but did not pay special attention. For them, this was just another "collision". The weight was neither light nor heavy, nor had the loss been caused. It was more interesting than something nervous.

When Liu Shan left, the three of them quickly focused on the bowling ball itself.

In an era when entertainment facilities were so barren, there were bowling balls with big heads, oiled wooden fairways, and automatic ball bottles, which were not enough to describe as fun.

Yang Rui couldn't help but wonder if he was too suspicious.

……
Chapter completed!
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