The Ultimate Teacher

Chapter 40: A thousand gold coins for a horse bone!

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"Fang Yan-----" The veins on Lu Chaoge's jade hand holding the teacup were exposed, and he had the urge to crush the cup.

He is teasing!

Naked teasing!

"arrive."

"Don't talk nonsense." Lu Chaoge's face was frosty and he shouted majestically.

"How did I say that?" Fang Yan was so angry. "Don't think that just because you are a leader, you can forcibly distort my thoughts and opinions. I am also a man with morals and bottom lines. I have the professional qualities of a teacher. Go look in the mirror and see if you look good. If you dare to say that you don't look good, I will jump into the Que River and swim naked."

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Lu Chaoge was about to cry.

The education she received was not like this, and she had never met someone like Fang Yan in her life.

She really, really -- really didn't know how to deal with such a scoundrel.

"I knew you wouldn't dare." Fang Yan snorted. "The truth is in the hands of the majority. Am I the first person to say this? Of course not."

"Fang Yan." Lu Chaoge tried hard to suppress his urge to lose his temper and said, "Let's talk about something serious."

"What do you mean?" Fang Yan's eyes widened. "Is it indecent for me to praise your beauty? You can insult me, but you don't have to insult yourself, right?"

"-----Fang Yan-----" Lu Chaoge felt that he was running out of strength. "Let's---change the subject."

"Okay." Fang Yan's anger finally subsided, and he sat back in his seat obediently and said, "Is this house yours?"

"No." Lu Chaoge shook his head. "The school assigned me this. It's one of the benefits of inviting me to coach at Suzaku."

"No wonder everyone likes to be a leader." Fang Yan said enviously. "I can't even get a small single room at school, but leaders can live in a small villa with a private entrance and yard like this."

"What's going on?" Lu Chaoge asked in confusion. "The school has a rule that every teacher at Suzaku can apply for housing, and interns are no exception. Didn't you apply to the school?"

"I did apply, but they took me to a storage room that no one else wanted. The walls were broken and the ceiling was leaking. How could I live in a house like that? I had no choice but to rent a room outside. Otherwise, why would I need to borrow money from you?"

"This is outrageous." This was the first time Lu Chaoge had heard of such a thing. He said angrily, "They are retaliating."

"Who says it's not true?" Fang Yan said. "I've always suspected this. Either I'm too good, or the leader I follow is too good. Otherwise, why would they target me everywhere?"

Lu Chaoge crossed his ten fingers and clasped them together. He pondered for a moment, then suddenly picked up a bunch of keys on the table and threw them to Fang Yan.

"What does this mean?" Fang Yan asked while holding the key.

"This is the key to this house." Lu Chaoge said.

"You gave me the key, so why do you live alone?" Fang Yan asked. Soon, Fang Yan's heart was filled with joy. "You mean we live together? That's great. I used to think that only bodyguards could live together with their female employers, but I didn't expect that teachers could also live together with their female principals."

"You live here." Lu Chaoge had to correct him. "I live somewhere else outside."

"Is that so?" Fang Yan's enthusiasm suddenly died down. "It's inconvenient to commute to get off work if you live outside, and it's not safe to drive if you live too far away. Look at the news every day, there's a car accident here or a rear-end collision there, it's scary to hear it. This house is so big, you have one room and I have one room. Although the principal's reputation has been bad in recent years, I think you are different from them. You shouldn't do that kind of thing to me."

Lu Chaoge said nothing, but just stared at Fang Yan coldly.

"Are you hesitating?"

Lu Chaoge still didn't speak, and stared at Fang Yan with even colder eyes.

"You don't have to answer me in such a hurry. Think about it carefully." Fang Yan said.

"Don't think about it." Lu Chaoge said. "Impossible. Absolutely impossible. Not in this life, not in the next life."

Fang Yan's eyes widened and he asked, "Why are you so excited?"

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"I felt bad for occupying your big house alone, so I thought of inviting you to live with me. I even deliberately ignored some of the negative comments about the position of principal in society----"

"I order you as the principal. From now on, you are not allowed to speak." Lu Chaoge put down the teacup with a bang and said loudly: "I have three requirements for you to live in the house. First, help me take care of the flowers and plants in the house. I will hold you accountable for any dead or withered pots. I believe you know the value of these flowers better than I do. I will deduct it from your salary. If it is not enough this month, I will continue to deduct it next month until it is all deducted. Second, the house must be cleaned carefully. I don't like the stench. I will come to check from time to time. Third, you are not allowed to bring some messy people in. If the neighbors think you are affecting them, I will take back the house immediately. Do you understand?"

Fang Yan did not answer.

Lu Chaoge didn't want to hear any more of his answer. She jumped up from the sofa, walked to the door with her bag, grabbed her suit jacket from the hanger and walked outside.

Dengdengdeng-----

Her high heels tapped against the bluestone floor, and it seemed that she was walking very quickly.

"I understand." Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He could finally speak.

After Lu Chaoge left, Fang Yan felt much more comfortable and at ease.

This woman is so cold to others that Fang Yan can't feel the warmth of spring. She is really not a qualified leader.

Fang Yan walked around the house holding a teacup. There were three tiled houses, with bedrooms on the left and right sides and a living room and a Western-style kitchen in the middle. The layout of the house was similar to that of a single-story villa.

Of course, Fang Yan could also understand that no matter how rich the school was, it could not be too ostentatious, otherwise it would be reported by the media - parents of students knew that the teachers lived in villas and deliberately did not send their children to tutoring. So where would the teachers collect the tutoring fees

The front yard is large, with potted flowers and plants on both sides. The backyard is small, but it has an outdoor stone table and chairs and some potted flowers and plants. It must be said that Lu Chaoge does have an extraordinary love for flowers and plants.

"I'm going to live in this house from now on?" Fang Yan was so happy. "I'm really good at flattering my own boss."

Teacher Fang Yan has proved to everyone with his actual actions that farts can penetrate everywhere. Some people say that they hate being flattered, but if you insist on flattering them, they will still be very happy in their hearts.

If Fang Yan hadn't praised Lu Chaoge for her beauty, how could he have lived in such a beautiful house

"It's nothing more than a matter of skill." Fang Yan summed up in his mind.

He felt that his performance today was pretty good. As a woman, who doesn't want to be told that she is a beauty

Of course, we can continue to strive for perfection in some details, but we must not be proud and complacent.

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As soon as Lu Chaoge entered the campus, Zheng Jing, deputy director of the office, came running up to him and asked with a smile, "Principal Lu, you haven't had dinner yet, right? Do you want the school kitchen to cook a few dishes for you?"

Zheng Jing had been guarding the entrance to the campus area and the teachers' living area. Obviously, he knew Lu Chaoge's movements very well.

"Do you know that Teacher Fang Yan was harassed by the Logistics Department?" Lu Chaoge did not respond to Zheng Jing's courtesy and walked quickly towards the school parking lot.

"Principal Lu, I heard some rumors about this matter----" Zheng Jing said awkwardly. He secretly hated that the bastard had reported him to the leader again.

Is he still a man? Why does he always resort to such unpresentable tricks? It makes me angry just thinking about it.

"why did not you tell me?"

"I don't think this is a big deal----" Zheng Jing felt a little guilty. He knew that the logistics department dared to do this to discredit Lu Chaoge. Isn't Fang Yan your man? I won't let him have a good life in school, I won't give you face.

However, thinking that Lu Chaoge would jump out to help Fang Yan after he said that -- my little ancestor Fang Yan, why is it your fault again? Do you know how much trouble you have brought me since you came here

"Do you really think so?" Lu Chaoge turned around suddenly, staring at Zheng Jing sharply and asked.

"Well, I-----" Zheng Jing's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he didn't dare to find an excuse to deceive Lu Chaoge. This woman was very smart, he knew it a long time ago.

"Call the logistics supervisor Chen Jiang and tell him that I'm lending my room to Teacher Fang Yan and ask them to complete the residency procedures for Teacher Fang Yan."

"Principal Lu, this is not good, right? This is your house, and you rashly give it to a new male teacher----"

"I just want everyone to see that I, Lu Chaoge, will not mistreat anyone who follows me." Lu Chaoge said domineeringly. "People who can do things and know how to do things should be rewarded."

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Zheng Jing remained silent.

What he was actually worried about was that if Lu Chaoge gave the house assigned to her to Fang Yan, there would be rumors in the school that she and Fang Yan had an ambiguous relationship.

Otherwise, with so many male teachers in the school, why did you give it to Fang Yan

If the scandal came out, how would he explain it to the man who was called "Jiang Zhongzhu" by some circles? Would he hit himself with a baseball bat again

However, Lu Chaoge deliberately led the topic to the topic of "spending a fortune on horse bones", and he could no longer say that sentence. Besides, it was just that he had a low level of ideological awareness and was too dirty-minded.

Touching the wound on his forehead, Zheng Jing sighed softly: "But this is a dirty world." (To be continued)