84. Classic case of pretending to be struck by lightning
The two teachers walked up the steps in front of the door, and they ran into Lu Rong directing two spidermen to install light strips on the outer wall of the villa. When Lu Rong saw the two teachers, he understood what was going on as soon as he thought about it, and came over obediently to say hello: "Hello, Teacher Gu."
When it was over, he greeted Qin Shen again: "Hello, Teacher Qin."
Qin Shen gave Gu Yijun a wink, and Gu Yijun said to Lu Rong with an awkward smile: "Student Lu, haha, hello! Teacher Qin came to visit your home with me—it's not us who visited you together, you are from Class 8 , I am your head teacher; and Teacher Qin is the head teacher of Class 1, he is here to visit Ji Wenfeng's home... Does Ji Wenfeng live here? Do you live here too? What a coincidence, haha!" Gu Yijun finally said We've come to the point. Lu Rong had already heard Gu Yijun's implication, and smiled at him shyly: "My mother works as a laundry lady here, and I sometimes help out here."
Lu Rong never forgot that when Ji Wenfeng forced him to perm his head, he used the excuse of being a child from a poor single-parent family to attend his mother's second marriage wedding, so he won the favor of the head teacher Gu Yijun, and then got the handsome boy with a Korean style Perm swaggered around the school for a week's grace.
Later, Gu Yijun silently applied for a subsidy for extremely poor students, 3,000 yuan a semester, which was just pocketed a few days ago, and there were only two places in the class, he and Niu Yanling.
If Gu Yijun knew that only half of this story was true, the second marriage partner of the poor single mother Fang Qing was actually the super rich Jitong who donated 100 million yuan to the school to build a library...
"Then he will let me return the three thousand yuan." Lu Rong thought coldly.
For the three thousand yuan, Lu Rong was determined to fuck this poor single-parent family to death.
In order to play a poor little white flower whose mother works in a wealthy family, Lu Rong introduced to Qin Shen innocently and courteously: "Mr. Qin is looking for the young master, right? He's in the backyard." He wiped it with his hands wearing work gloves. Wiped the sweat from his brow.
Today, in order to decorate the facade of the villa in the afternoon, Lu Rong changed into his worst clothes, and also put on a dark blue overalls. After working for a long time, he wiped his sweat again, and he looked dirty and messy, like a child laborer.
Gu Yijun and Qin Shen: "..."
Eldest young master.
This Lu Rong called Ji Wenfeng the young master.
Although they also called Ji Wenfeng the young master secretly, it was a subtle eye-opening feeling to know that such a wealthy family really existed in reality!
His student was working for Qin Shen's student, and his student's mother was working as a washerwoman for Qin Shen's student's father. Gu Yijun felt a subtle sense of displeasure in his heart, as if the difference in students' circumstances was directly related to the quality of their education. Hook—it was his poor teaching that brought Lu Rong's family down to this point.
Qin Shen has a better education than him, entered the job earlier than him, and is more highly regarded by the principal than him. Even the school's admissions advertisements are full of Qin Shen's photos, obviously he used to be an advertising model when he was in college. Moreover, in the last exam, the average score of Qin Shen's class was actually 0.75 points higher than theirs in Class 8. God, Class 1 is a class that can be entered for a fee. How could his average score be higher than that of a key class
All of this made Gu Yijun very frustrated.
He knew that Qin Shen couldn't continue to watch Lu Rong's jokes anymore, so he said, "Let's divide our troops into two groups", and hurriedly grabbed Lu Rong's shoulder and left the door: "Where is your mother? Is she busy now? Yes Is it empty talk?"
Lu Rong obediently replied: "She is ready, please come with me." While leading the way for Gu Yijun, he frantically sent a message to Ji Wenfeng: Your head teacher is here, I told him that I am the son of your washerwoman, Don't slip up.
Ji Wenfeng: "...?"
Ji Wenfeng couldn't help but tightened his grip on the phone: Damn it, my little slave just refuses to admit our shady relationship in public, damn it!
Qin Shen went to the backyard alone to find Ji Wenfeng, who was leaning against the carriage and playing with his mobile phone, and there was a snow-white horse grazing around in the yard.
Qin Shen: "Ji Wenfeng."
Ji Wenfeng put down his phone: "Mr. Qin, you are here."
Qin Shen looked at his carriage and horse: "I usually have a rich spare time life." It was in stark contrast to the child laborer in the front yard.
Ji Wenfeng: "It's not bad."
Qin Shen: "Where is your father? I want to talk to him."
Ji Wenfeng: "My dad is busy, but he has heard of your name, Mr. Qin, and can't wait to meet you."
Qin Shen: "Let's go."
Ji Wenfeng led the way, brought him to Ji Tong's study, stretched out his hand and pushed open the heavy door: "Please."
As soon as Qin Shen entered, he felt his eyes darkened, and a faint fragrance of cologne of a mature man lingered on the tip of his nose.
This is a room with deep light. The floor is covered with low-key and gorgeous Persian carpets, and all the mahogany furniture in dark tones is seen. Sight.
There was a man sitting with his back to the door.
Ji Wenfeng respectfully said: "Dad, Teacher Qin is here."
The man shook the suit over his shoulders and turned around.
Shiny back hair, sharp and deep eyes, well-cut beard, and an expensive Cuban cigar in his mouth.
Lao Song held the cigar between his fingers, swallowed the clouds, squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Shen for a while, and said with a serious smile, "Sit."
Qin Shen thought to himself: This legendary man who donated 100 million yuan to build a library for the school should not be underestimated.
Lao Song: "Hello, Teacher Qin."
Qin Shen said neither humble nor overbearing: "Hello, Mr. Ji."
Lao Song opened the desk drawer, took out a cigar, and held it between his fingers. Ji Wenfeng respectfully walked behind him with cigar cutters, and helped him cut off the round head with a click.
Old Song handed the cigar to Qin Shen with deep eyes: "Cuban cigars."
It is better to obey than to be respectful, Qin Shen took over politely.
Old Song said quietly: "It is said that every time a Cuban cigar is smoked, a local child loses his hands."
Qin Shen: "..." What kind of allusion is this! How does this make him smoke!
Lao Song ordered Ji Wenfeng: "Give it to Teacher Qin."
Ji Wenfeng: "Yes."
Qin Shen was forced to light a cigarette, and he felt like an anti-drug police undercover drug lord at the scene of a drug trade, and he was still concerned about the local education issue in Cuba.
Old Song: "Hehe, I don't know what you can do when Mr. Qin comes to the humble house?"
Qin Shen came back to his senses: "To tell you the truth, I came here because of Mr. Ji's style."
Lao Song raised his eyebrows: "What's the problem with the dog's style? Is it messing with the relationship between men and women?" He turned his head and taught Ji Wenfeng severely, "I told you a long time ago, since you were born, your fiancée has been doomed She is the niece of the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of City S. Not only does she have a good family background, she has a high degree of education, and she is also a top 50 supermodel in the world. What more can a husband ask for if he has a wife like this!"
Qin Shen's eyes became sharp in an instant: Ji Wenfeng's fiancée is indeed the supermodel niece of the S City Party Secretary's family!
Ji Wenfeng looked at Lao Song and Qin Shen with burning eyes: Okay, on the surface, one is a glamorous driver of the president's family, and the other is a serious people's educator, and they are all peeping at my gossip behind their backs! When I finished my work and went out here, I deleted all the photos on the Internet!
Lao Song took a puff of cigarette lightly, and continued the preaching of the domineering CEO's old father: "Xiaofeng, I have no objection to your pursuit of love, but as I said before, the women you love will only become your mistresses! Don't let them Show off in the market and make them canaries in a cage. Even Teacher Qin knows about it, and this kind of thing is no exception."
Qin Shen: "Xiaofeng has no problem with men's and women's style. I didn't come here for this matter."
Old Song paid tribute to Ji Wenfeng: "Beautiful job. This is what it takes to raise a mistress. Don't let anyone know. It's a disgrace to my Ji family to spread the word!"
Qin Shen: Although Ji Wenfeng doesn't have the problem of male and female style, his father definitely has, and his family's education is also very problematic!
Qin Shen zoomed in and clarified the reason for his visit first: "He went to class for half a month and skipped class for three days. Based on five days of class a week, his skipping rate was as high as 30%, which was lower than the average level issued by the Education Bureau. I I hope to find out the reason why Mr. Ji frequently skips classes, and to prescribe the right medicine according to his personal situation, so that he can take the lead as the class monitor."
Lao Song looked at what kind of thing this was: "Oh, that's what you're talking about."
He stood up, smoked a cigar and walked to the window, overlooking the neat green lawn and white horses grazing leisurely outside the window, stroking the huge sapphire ring on his finger.
"Teacher Qin," Lao Song said slowly, "Xiaofeng played truant, not wasting precious time and living in a daze. When he disappeared from school, he was sitting in the CEO's office on the top floor of Ji's Building. Learn to get down to business matters."
Qin Shen frowned: "But..."
"I would like to ask you to pay attention," Lao Song raised his hand domineeringly, stopping him, "Xiaofeng is not an ordinary child, he is the future successor of the Ji Group!"
A drop of nervous sweat dripped from Qin Shen's forehead.
He glanced at Ji Wenfeng, who seemed to be standing aside respectfully, but a snicker flashed in his eyes. Damn it, he already knew that the home visit would lead to such a result, so he has nothing to fear!
Qin Shen clenched his fists: Even elites cannot ignore basic education!
As long as Ji Wenfeng is still studying in his class, even if he is dead, if he jumps from here, he will never allow Ji Wenfeng not to take his studies seriously. Not one of them is missing, this is his purpose as a head teacher!
Qin Shen stood up holding the handle, and took a step forward, having made up his mind.
Usually, he works with parents to educate students from ignorant teenagers to useful youths for society. Now, he wants to take back the education rights of the students from the domineering man in front of him!
"Ji Wenfeng, you go out first." Qin Shen cast a cold glance at Ji Wenfeng, "I have something to say, I want to talk to your father alone."
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
"Yes." Ji Wenfeng winked at Lao Song.
On the surface, two generations of wealthy and domineering presidents have a heart-to-heart relationship with father and son, tacit understanding.
In fact, a group of people panicked.