Chapter 675: Han Liuhai shot 2

"The old man should come forward, there should be no problem." Although Han Qilu's relationship with Han Liuhai has been lukewarm, he still trusts Han Liuhai's methods.
Xiao Mingluo nodded: "I wanted to see what would happen, so I followed the car secretly. I thought that Uncle Han would open a board of directors like An Yishan, but he didn't do it. Guess what?"
Han Qilu raised his eyelids: "He directly smashed the principal's office?"
An Chuxia was about to laugh at Han Qilu's words, but he did not expect Xiao Mingluo to nod! The corners of An Chuxia's mouth suddenly felt like twitching. How does she feel that Han Liuhai is actually not so practical in doing things?
Xiao Mingluo nodded and continued: "But it doesn't count as smashed. It means throwing all the principal's things at the door. When the principal came over, Uncle Han said something."
"I'm thinking about changing you to the principal's office or changing me to the principal's office."
With this said, An Chuxia really wanted to see the expression on the principal's face at that time.
"Then what?" An Chuxia couldn't help asking.
"Then, Uncle Han ordered that the music classroom be converted into the principal's office. The lighting there is not good, and it must not be as comfortable as the previous principal's room. But I think the principal should be quite content already." Xiao Mingluo said. He sighed and said, "An Yishan doesn't know what he's thinking, so when he suddenly made such a move, he really thinks he has the right to tear his face with the Han family?"
"No." Han Qilu raised his eyes: "Maybe An Yishan is truly qualified."
Xiao Mingluo was shocked, ready to make a phone call for people to check if An Yishan received any big overseas orders.
Han Qilu made a stopping action, and then looked at the school gate, a black Rolls Royce was slowly driving out of it.
"Master, grandma. Master Xiao." The housekeeper Han got out of the passenger seat and bowed respectfully to the three, looking calm. It seems that things are almost done.
The bodyguard opened the door for Han Liuhai. After getting out of the car, Han Liuhai greeted Xiao Mingluo first: "It's been a long time."
"Yes, uncle." Xiao Mingluo nodded, looking a little restrained.
Han Liuhai looked at Xiao Mingluo peacefully, but he gave a strong sense of depression. He spoke with a little regret: "Your brother is a talent. I was in Los Angeles on the day of the funeral. I'm sorry for not attending."
"It's okay." Xiao Mingluo lowered his head and said nothing.
Han Liuhai looked at Han Qilu and An Chuxia and asked in the tone of an elder, "Have you eaten yet?"
An Chuxia was about to say that Han Qilu didn't eat, but the latter had already responded, and then took her to the school gate. Xiao Mingluo glanced around and followed Han Qilu.
"Let's go." Han Liuhai got in the car and said to the housekeeper Han in the front passenger seat: "Go directly to the company. Go back and tell your wife. I have a meeting at night. I may not be back."
"Yes." Housekeeper Han answered as usual, but couldn't help but say something more: "You have only been home for two days this month."
Speaking of it, Han Liuhai didn’t respond with a word, but he made Housekeeper Han look like a big enemy. His back was stiff. He quickly changed the subject:
The director of Eastern Europe Real Estate called home and said that he wanted his younger son to follow Our young master is familiar, you see..."