That majestic tone made the vice president's heart tremble.

Su Yi, who was hiding outside the window, glanced into the office through a small gap. She thought disdainfully: "Contact the minister of Fengjiang Headquarters?"

"A low-class family is not qualified to call the headquarters."

"Quan Jin."

"This time, you can't ask anyone except my little master."

It's only when Su Yi thinks so confidently.

Quan Jin had already taken steps and walked to the hospital's contact chip.

Just as she was about to press the call to the headquarters, the deputy dean beside her stopped her and said, "Quan Jin."

"You'd better give up."

The deputy dean said in a sympathetic and pitiful tone: "So what if you call the headquarters?"

"it's useless."

"This order was given by the young master. Let alone the minister, the young master will not take care of it. Moreover, if you contact the headquarters rashly, the college will leave a bad impression on the headquarters."

Hear it here.

Quan Jin became interested. She turned sideways and looked at the deputy dean with a downward gaze: "So you mean, let me go and beg the young master?"

"Please ask her to take back the order?"

The vice-dean answered awkwardly: "The young master is at the branch of the lower-class aristocratic family. You can go there now before it's too late."

Quan Jin suddenly laughed.

This guy named Su is fine.

Not only was he not trampled to death but he came back to life. He also asked the headquarters to take a message and begged her if he wanted to withdraw the expulsion order?

"OK."

"Begging her." Quan Jin nodded thoughtfully. She took out her spare mobile phone and turned it around handsomely in her palm.

The girl's fair and clean fingertips were tapping on the phone screen.

Then he leaned his body against the corner of the desk.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

The information content is being edited.

"Crack!"

Confirm sending.

A text message with a horrifying message was suddenly sent to Miss Su's backup chip. If Miss Su could have opened it on the spot, she would have broken into a cold sweat.

The information content is only one line.

Moreover, it still means a rhetorical question.

Quan Jin: [Do you really think you are the little master?]

Miss Su, who received this message unexpectedly, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she always had a bad premonition.

What does Quan Jin mean?

What does it mean that you are not a little master?

"Quan Jin." Seeing that Quan Jin had finished sending the message, the vice president asked, "Have you gone to ask the little master? What did the little master say?"

"Was there an order to revoke your dismissal?"

Quan Jin, who was being watched nervously by the vice-dean, had a sinister and dangerous curve on his lips.

She raised her eyes slightly.

The moment Quan Jin opened his eyes, the vice president turned pale with fright.

He and Su Yi's eyes were fixed on Quan Jin's step by step walk to the hospital's contact number.

"Da da da..."

Quan Jin's slender jade fingers landed on the keys.

Pull out a phone you know so well that you don't even need to remember the number.

soon;

The call was answered in a nonchalant and cold tone: "This is the Fengjiang headquarters. Please verbally inform us of your identity code or emergency code."

Seeing that Quan Jin actually knew the headquarters' phone number, the vice president was shocked for a long time.

Then.

I was even more shocked when I heard that the staff at the headquarters did not hang up the phone directly, but instead asked outside.

"The time limit is ten seconds. If you don't report your identity again, the call will end."

Ten, nine, eight...

Quan Jin holds the contact chip in his right hand.

A wanton smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Chapter completed!