《Black Belly Boss's Pet Wife》36. Mrs. Miller
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The college covers a large area, and the financial support of the school board is also large. In addition, the number of students is not exaggerated, so each student's apartment is 20 square meters. The dormitories of the three branches are different in style, but in each branch, the layout, furniture, etc. are the same. Of course, students can decorate according to their own preferences during the stay, but the general style must not change, at least ensure that they move When you leave, it can be restored to its original state.
The head of the university department is named Qin Guan, who is a mixed-race child. His father is an Arab and his mother is a princess from a small Eastern European country. Of course, he is also a teaching assistant in Ordnance Engineering.
Qin Guan brought a group of people to a black castle. In the night, the dark green roses were attached to the brick wall in the faint light, which filled the entire castle with an ancient atmosphere. This is a castle that belongs to the LMP alone, while the castle of the HC branch is yellow-green, and the castle of the CC branch is white. Although the styles are different, they are all extremely beautiful.
Everyone entered the first floor of the castle, the golden chandeliers hung above everyone's heads, and melodious classical music came from the corner of the empty hall. Looking there, it turned out to be a simple and elegant woman in a white dress playing black. the piano. Is her name Philia? Miller is forty-three years old this year, but from her appearance, she can only be thought of as a beautiful woman in her thirties. She is the dormitory manager of this ancient castle.
"Welcome to LMPCollege. If you have any questions in the future, you can find this Mrs. Miller, or you can come to me directly. I will be very welcome." Qin Guan politely waited for the end of Mrs. Miller's song, and then said to Mrs. Miller. The freshmen introduced her, but no one could see the authenticity of the last sentence he said, because his expression was not very good.
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"My dear children, do you remember your Mrs. Miller?" Mrs. Miller was obviously a very kind woman, wearing light makeup and smiling, "Oh, let me see how lovely these new faces are. The children are new to our branch. Trust Mrs. Miller, this will be your second home."
After Qin Guan handed the person over to Mrs. Miller, he left the hall with a group of old students.
"Oh kids, the new students' salute is here, please come with me." Mrs. Miller led the new students to the northeast corner of the hall, where the new students' salutes were placed in an orderly manner, because there might be some things that were not in compliance with the school rules. , so she could only apologetically ask everyone to open the boxes one by one to be checked, and the people who helped her check were five middle-aged maids in light blue classic long dresses. The inspection work of the old students will be completed by the ministers and their assistants.
"Oh boy, what is this?" Mrs. Miller checked over, stood in front of Wei Yang's pile of pink boxes, and pointed to one of the boxes.
"As you can see, it's a sniper rifle," Wei Yang answered honestly, spreading out his hands.
Everyone gasped. Of course, these underworld masters and young ladies have seen, even touched and used sniper rifles. They were surprised that Wei Yang brought this kind of thing to the school, and it was not practical. Sniper rifles, most people will choose to carry mini pistols with them!
"Oh my God, child! Schools can't bring these dangerous things, of course, fruit knives don't count." Mrs. Miller shook her head exaggeratedly, frowning, very attractive.
"But..." Wei Yang held back after speaking. She originally wanted to say that someone else (that is, Luo Weiqi) would carry it with her, but thinking about this, it should be an unspoken rule, and everyone tacitly carried it with her. Not as blatant as she did, "I'm so sorry, Mrs. Miller. I'll have someone take me home."
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"Oh, okay, good girl." Mrs. Miller obviously likes Wei Yang very much. She is cute and sensible. She is much more pleasing than the average arrogant and disobedient child, but... Mrs. Miller smiled awkwardly. Laughing, she rummaged through the biggest pink box, and found that it was all dangerous equipment. Fortunately, there is no one with the strongest firepower, otherwise her smile would not be able to hang, "Good girl, these have to be sent home, you can Choose to play at home." She knew what group of people she was in charge of, of course, the underworld children knew all about these things, she didn't blame them too much, she just hoped that these too obvious things could be put away.
"Okay, Mrs. Miller." Wei Yang shrugged. Fortunately, he still has a pair of steel needles on his body.
After Mrs. Miller checked the new student's belongings, she looked at the all-pink box that was definitely more than ten fingers. She was stunned, and then said, "These are all yours, Miss Xiahou?" During the inspection, she already knew Wei Yang's name.
"Oh yes." Of course Wei Yang could see what Mrs. Miller meant. It was impossible for her to carry so many boxes upstairs by herself. Wei Yang expressed her gratitude for her kindness and smiled brightly: "If rice With your permission, Madam Le, I want to ask my servants to help me move it up."
"Miss Xiahou's servant? They should all go back, right?"
"No, they are not far in the sky." In order to protect her safety at the school, the school has been stationed many people from Xiahou's family.
"Ah?" This is the first time Mrs. Miller has encountered such a situation, but she still maintained an elegant manner, nodded and said, "Of course." Since outsiders entered the school, it means that at least % of the school board has 80 people agreed with such behavior.
Wei Yang made a phone call, and the helicopter stopped outside the castle shortly after. Ten people from Xiahou's family in tuxedos entered the hall, bowed politely to Wei Yang, and moved things upstairs first.
A group of freshmen around Wei Yang looked at their salutations and expressed their resentment. They also really wanted someone to help move it!
Mrs. Miller briefly said some precautions, such as access control, meal time, etc., and then asked everyone to go back to their rooms early to rest.
The boys' apartment is on the left and the girls are on the right.
"Hey! I've heard of you!" Wei Yang was walking when suddenly a girl with brown, slightly curly medium-length hair beside her patted her on the shoulder, "You are the newly recognized eldest lady of the Xiahou family."
Wei Yang turned her head, feeling a little displeased at such a rude behavior, but she immediately drove away the emotion and said with a smile, "It's a pity I don't know you."
"Haha, it doesn't matter, because for the Xiahou family, we are small people." Although she is small people, this girl did not show the slightest inferiority complex. She was very cheerful and stretched out her hand: "My name is Angela? William? , you can call me Angela, nice to meet you."
Wei Yang raised his eyebrows, then took her outstretched hand and said, "Angela, you can call me Weiyang. If I remember correctly..."
The anxious Miss William interrupted Wei Yang's words and said anxiously, "You remember correctly, I am the daughter of the biggest manager of this school, but only the youngest daughter!"
Wei Yang nodded. She knew that the William family had several daughters, but she had never met these people, although the William family had been descended from the Wei family from her grandfather's generation.
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