The First Bully is a Girl: Boy, Are You Dating?

Even though he has seen countless presidents of all shapes and sizes, he was amazed by this overly beautiful young man in front of him.

No response for several seconds.

"Hello, Your Excellency, I'm Chu Jungu."

It was not until the young man bowed slightly, made a standard noble etiquette, and introduced himself with Yan Yan's pure smile, that the president came back to his senses.

"He, you, son?"

The president's tongue is a little bald.

After watching the boy and Chu Yehan several times back and forth, he still couldn't believe it.

It was so shocking.

He had guessed how capable the prince of the Chu family was.

After all, Uncle Qin's tone when he mentioned him was very complicated, like admiration and sigh.

Contradictory and bizarre.

So he made all kinds of guesses.

But when the young man really stood in front of him, he felt that he was still unexpected.

Excellent!

Excellent lady!

Excellent appearance, excellent temperament, excellent education, and excellent cultivation.

From top to bottom, from head to toe, flawless, perfect like God's most outstanding work.

A-han, such a cold person, how did he teach such, such-

A boy who doesn't know how to describe it.

In short, perfect beyond imagination.

Even Old Qiao, who had always had a bad impression of his senses, was stunned.

"You, really, Chu Jungu?"

"Elder Joe."

The young man smiled Yan Yan.

"I heard that you brought witnesses and materials to prove that the Lord killed someone?"

A word of lord made the president in inexplicable excitement, his expression subtly.

He turned his head and bit his ear with Chu Yehan.

"I think, your son is much more arrogant than you. It's the kind of arrogance that can't be seen at all. It's like a natural one that radiates from the inside. It's super cool. If my son Enough!"

"..."

Chu Yehan glanced at the inexplicably excited president, pinched his fingertips, and his voice was quiet and condensed.

"After a while, your Excellency won't think so."

"Eh?"

The president didn't quite understand what this meant.

He is clearly praising this young man, why can't he think so?

The young man's words made Old Qiao frown.

"Of course I won't wrong people with red lips and white teeth."

"Well--"

The young man's smile remained unchanged, he smiled and looked at the president who was sitting on the side, and blinked.

"Sir, may I sit down?"

"Sure, sit."

The president nodded, very mildly.

He had a hunch that what happened next would definitely reverse!

"Thank you."

The young man thanked him with a smile, walked to the side and sat down.

His long legs overlapped, his body leaned slightly, leaning in the row of chairs, propping his chin, looking lazily and extravagantly at Old Qiao next door.

"Then, Master is here, please ask witnesses and materials to correct Master, when to kill, why to kill, whether or not to report to the police, how to deal with-"

Plain and indifferent, neither shocked nor angry, with a clear smile.

It slowly spread to the ears of politicians, the media, and the people of the country.

It makes people feel that this young man is really good at self-cultivation and has a good temperament.

Under normal circumstances, when someone is accused of murder, who can talk to you so nicely?

You threw a chair and smashed someone, okay?

The prince is the prince, different from others.

Old Qiao frowned and looked at the young man with a light expression and a smile.

This reaction-

Not quite right-

But today, we must discuss this matter!

"Akin—"

Old Qiao shouted at the young man beside him.

The young man who looked very gentle, opened the file bag that he had been carrying, took out a document from it, and looked at the young man Chu.

"Sorry Chu Shao, there are some questions that I need to ask you for confirmation."

"lawyer?"

Young Chu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, a professional lawyer, with a lawyer's license and relevant investigation certificate, which is absolutely true and reliable."

The Sven youth showed a professional smile and answered seriously.

"please."

The teenager stretched out his hand in an inviting gesture.

The lawyer's eyes flickered.

This prince is really very humble and polite.

Just looking at it like this, it is completely unimaginable that he can do such a thing as murder.

But right now, there are witnesses and material evidence, and he wants to overturn the case in his hands.

It's hard.

"Then, offended."

The lawyer nodded slightly.

"When did you return to the imperial capital?"

"Two years, ten months and nine days."

...

I remember it clearly, exactly as it was recorded.

The lawyer's expression was a little subtle, and his heart became vigilant.

This man is very difficult to deal with.

Obviously they are raiding.

But he didn't have any panic at all, and he was extremely calm.

Not only that.

The memory is still so good.

Either you have been prepared, or you are as smart as a demon.

The former has an opportunity, the latter is quite difficult.

"So, where did you live before returning to the imperial capital?"

"Qiaohang Province, Houshi, Qingli Town, Quebu Village, 23rd Squadron, Lijia."

...

Really conscious.

Too self-conscious.

Consciously made him a little hairy.

The lawyer's fingers tightened as he held the document.

"So, do you know Rat? Qiujiazhuang's Rat, there is a blind grandmother at home, whose real name is Qiu Hao, who is jokingly called Rat."

"know."

"How did you meet?"

"Receive protection fees."

...

The lawyer's brows jumped, and he glanced at Chu Juvenile with a different expression.

This lord, really dare to say anything out...

Protection fees?

Joe frowned.

"What protection fee?"

"It is some organizations, gangs, in some unsafe places that regularly or irregularly charge a certain amount of money to achieve a certain level of security."

Qiao Lao's question made the lawyer silent.

But still gave an explanation.

Famous people like Mr. Qiao have no access to the lives of people at the grassroots level.

So it is understandable not to know what the protection fee is.

"Isn't this extortion, extortion!?"

Old Qiao stared, staring at the young man with the same expression in disbelief.

"You, you not only kill people, but also extort blackmail? Do you know that you are breaking the law!?"

"puff--"

Who knows, as soon as Mr. Qiao's righteous and awe-inspiring words are finished.

The boy seemed to have heard something interesting and couldn't help but be amused.

The corners of his smiling lips were raised, and his eyes were curved, as if he was extremely happy.

Such an unrepentant appearance made Old Qiao hold a breath of anger and glared at him hatefully.

"What are you laughing at!? It is people like you in the society that will become so smoky! As a prince, if you don't correct yourself and commit crimes yourself, what does it look like!?"

"People like us?"

The young man showed his two pointed little tiger teeth and looked at the angry old Qiao with a smile, his slender and slender fingertips touching his knees.

"Old Qiao, what kind of people are we? The dregs of society? Scum? Bed bugs, or weeds?"

He slowly sat up straight, fingers intertwined, pressing on his knees.

The smiling voice was somewhat cold.

"Yes, this is how normal people understand us. After all, people who will collect protection fees are all hooligans. Since they are hooligans, what kind of good people can they be?"