"Well, okay, I just listen to my husband." Chen Mengya buried her head in Zhou Yi's arms and said sweetly.

Early the next morning, Zhou Yi brought Chen Mengya to the gate of the college early again.

At this time, it was still like yesterday, and everyone was lined up in two long queues, and the other senior executives of Aishuang City were also there, obviously they were waiting for the boss Zhou Yi.

"Ahem, good morning, everyone has been waiting for a long time. I won't recruit students today. Let's go back." Zhou Yi waved his hand and said with a smile.

?????

A group of people were all in the mood to rush over and kill Zhou Yi.

Well, if you can beat it.

Your sister, I promised yesterday that we will continue to recruit students today. In order to avoid not being able to queue up, we ate some food and continued to stand here all night. As a result, you told me that we won’t recruit students today???

Feeling the news of receiving a lot of despair from the red light ball, Zhou Yi smiled very happily.

"It's early in the morning, I'll make you a joke. I think you're all very sleepy. Come on, the admissions will continue to start now." Zhou Yi raised his voice slightly, and then said with a smile.

Feeling the large amount of hope that came again, Zhou Yi couldn't help but squint his eyes comfortably.

"Master Lord, I'm very happy to see you." A big man walked up to Zhou Yi and then said with some restraint.

"Well, let's start." Zhou Yi stretched out his finger and pointed to the translucent ball on the table and said.

"Okay, Lord City." The man nodded, then put his palm on and began to test his mind power talent.

However, after a long time, the ball did not respond much.

"Let it go, it's also desperate." Zhou Yi stretched out his finger and pointed to the translucent ball that was tightly grasped by the big man, and said with a smile: "He shouldn't bear the oppression that he shouldn't have at his age."

In an instant, a little despair was worth it.

After the big man left, a woman quickly walked over.

"Gui Geng this year?" Zhou Yi looked at it and then asked.

"Is it bad to ask the girl a little bit about age?" The woman gave Zhou Yi a charming look.

Zhou Yi glanced at Chen Mengya, whose face was a little dark, and then squinted his eyes slightly: "Girl? Do you have any misunderstanding of the word "girl?"

"I haven't gotten married yet. If the city lord doesn't mind, I can be your concubine." The middle-aged old woman smiled shyly.

"Do you know why?" Zhou Yi's mouth twitched unnaturally, and then looked at Chen Mengya's clenched fists.

"What?" The middle-aged old woman was slightly stunned, and she didn't quite understand what Zhou Yi meant.

"The reason why you can't get married." Zhou Yi said softly.

"The city lord must have clear eyes. It can be seen that people look down on those garbage goods. They cannot compete with my beauty at all. Hehehe." The middle-aged old woman covered her mouth and smiled.

"Vomit." The uncle behind the middle-aged old woman vomited out on the spot.

"Have you vomited last night?" Zhou Yi asked softly.

"The city lord really knows how to care about others. Yes, I felt a little uncomfortable last night and vomited for a while." The middle-aged and old woman tended to jump into Zhou Yi's arms.

"Well, that's right. You must be looking in the mirror." Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "It seems that you also realize that you are a beast. You can't get married because you are not a human being. How can people fall in love with a beast like you? Come and drive her out of the city and never step into Ai Shuang City."

"Yes, Lord City." The guard on the side responded, then dragged the middle-aged old woman down with a knife.

"It's really everyone. It's so disgusting. Mengya, don't be angry." Although he received a despair value, he couldn't be happy at all.

"Uncle, stop vomiting. You're spitting out sour water. You must have eaten nothing yesterday, right? Come and test it." Zhou Yi extended his hand and waved.

"Thank you, Lord City, for your concern." The old uncle hurriedly thanked.

At the same time, Zhou Yi also received a little hope.

Soon, the uncle placed his hand on the translucent ball, but there was no reaction.

"Stand for a while," Zhou Yi said.

"????" The uncle's face was full of question marks.

"If you faint from hunger, you will be considered an injury. If you are injured, you can get the guards to carry you back." Zhou Yi smiled warmly.

Are you a devil?

The uncle widened his eyes, looked at Zhou Yi, and quickly turned around and left.

This time, the admissions continued until noon. Zhou Yi yawned slightly and then stood up: "Mengya, let's go to have a meal first."

"Do I want me to go back and make it for you first? After it is done, I will ask you to eat?" Chen Mengya asked with a smile.

"It's okay, let's go." Zhou Yi pulled Chen Mengya away from his seat.

"Come here." Seeing the senior executives of Aishuang City who were in charge of recruiting students stood up and were preparing to leave for dinner, Zhou Yi said.

"Master Lord, what are your instructions?" The senior officials of Aishuang City hurried over.

"You will continue to be responsible for enrollment, and by the way, the team I am responsible for is also responsible. I will come back and continue after dinner." Zhou Yi smiled slightly.

“The Despair Value from Yan Zhengyi, 1”

“Despair value from Mukaile, 1”

"Mr. City Lord, to be honest, we are a little hungry." One of the senior executives of Aishuang City said.

"Mu Kaile, right?" Zhou Yi still had some impression of these senior executives of Aishuang City.

"Yes, Lord City Lord." The man nodded quickly.

Zhou Yi reached out and patted his big belly, "Let's lose weight, you can get stuck on your belly when you pull it off. Wouldn't you feel uncomfortable? I'm all uncomfortable for you. Please be kind to yourself."

"You guys continue, Mengya, let's go." Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and patted the shoulders of several people, then turned around and left.

‘The despair value from Yan Zhengyi, 1’

‘The despair value from Mukaile, 1’

After lunch, Zhou Yi brought Chen Mengya back and recruited students until the evening.

"Senior Wei Yu." Zhou Yi looked at Wei Yu next to him.

"What?" Wei Yu approached and asked.

"How much is the shortfall from the enrollment quota we stipulated at that time?" Zhou Yi was silent for a moment, then looked at the long queue of long lines that were still invisible and asked.

"There are not many, there are still about 100 people left." Wei Yu took the statistics list and looked at it, then spoke softly.
Chapter completed!