Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The two teachers walked up the steps in front of the door and saw Lu Rong directing two men to install light strips on the exterior wall of the villa. When Lu Rong saw the two teachers, he immediately understood what was going on. He walked over obediently and said hello: “Hello, Teacher Gu.”
After that, he said hello to Qin Shen: “Hello, Teacher Qin.”
Qin Shen winked at Gu Yijun, while Gu Yijun smiled awkwardly and said to Lu Rong: “Classmate Lu, haha, hello! Teacher Qin is here with me for a home visit – we are not visiting you together, you are from Class 8, so I am here for you while Teacher Qin is the head teacher of Class 1, and he is here to visit Ji Wenfeng’s home… Ji Wenfeng lives here, too? That’s a coincidence, haha!” Gu Yijun finally got to the point. Lu Rong had already understood what Gu Yijun meant and smiled shyly at him: “My mother works as a washerwoman here, and I sometimes help here.”
Lu Rong had never forgotten that when Ji Wenfeng forced him to have his hair permed, he won the favor of his class teacher Gu Yijun on the grounds that he was a child from a poor single-parent family attending his mother’s second wedding, and thus he got permission to show off with his Korean-style perm in school for a week.
Later, Gu Yijun silently applied for a subsidy for extremely poor students, which was 3,000 yuan a semester. He had just received it a few days ago, and he and Niu Yanling were the only two places in the class.
If Gu Yijun knew that only half of this story was true, that the poor single mother Fang Qing’s second wedding partner was actually Ji Tong, a super rich man who donated 100 million yuan to build a library for the school…
“Then he would let me return the 3,000 yuan to the school.” Lu Rong thought coldly.
For these three thousand yuan, Lu Rong was determined to f**k the character of this poor single-parent family to death.
In order to play the role of a poor little white flower whose mother worked for a wealthy family, Lu Rong introduced Qin Shen innocently and attentively: “Teacher Qin is looking for the eldest young master, right? He is in the backyard.” He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands wearing work gloves.
Today, in order to get the facade of the villa decorated in the afternoon, Lu Rong had put on his worst clothes which were a pair of dark blue overalls. After working for a long time and wiping off his sweat, he looked dirty and messy, like a child laborer.
Gu Yijun and Qin Shen: “…”
Young Master.
This Lu Rong called Ji Wenfeng the eldest young master.
Although they secretly called Ji Wenfeng the eldest young master as well, it was a subtle eye-opening feeling to learn that such wealthy family drama really existed in reality!
His student worked for Qin Shen’s student, and his student’s mother worked as a laundress for Qin Shen’s father. Gu Yijun felt a subtle sense of dissatisfaction in his heart, as if the difference in the students’ situations was directly related to the quality of their education.——It was because of his poor teaching skills that Lu Rong’s family fell into this situation.
Qin Shen had better academic qualifications than him, joined the job earlier than him, and was more valued by the principal than him. Even the school’s admissions advertisements showed Qin Shen’s photos. It was obvious that he had worked as an advertising model in college. And in the last exam, the average score of Qin Shen’s class was actually 0.75 points higher than their Class 8 class. Oh my God, Class 1 was a class that you could get into with money. How could their average score be higher than a key class?
All of this frustrated Gu Yijun.
He knew he couldn’t let Qin Shen continue to watch Lu Rong’s jokes, so he said, “Let’s divide our forces into two groups.” He quickly put his arm around Lu Rong’s shoulders and left the door: “Where is your mother? Is she busy now? Yes. Could I talk to her?”
Lu Rong replied obediently: “She is ready, please come with me.” While leading Gu Yijun, he frantically sent a message to Ji Wenfeng: Your class teacher is here, I told him that I am the son of your laundress, don’t let it slip.
Ji Wenfeng: “…?”
Ji Wenfeng couldn’t help but clench his phone tightly: Damn it, my little slave just refuses to admit our secret relationship in public, damn it!
Qin Shen walked to the backyard alone to find Ji Wenfeng, who was leaning on the side of the carriage playing with his mobile phone. There was also a snow-white horse wandering around and grazing in the yard.
Qin Shen: “Ji Wenfeng.”
Ji Wenfeng put down his mobile phone: “Teacher Qin, you are here.”
Qin Shen looked at the carriage and horse: “You usually have a rich spare time life.” While the child laborer in the front yard made a sharp contrast.
Ji Wenfeng: “It’s okay.”
Qin Shen: “Where is your dad? I want to talk to him.”
Ji Wenfeng: “My dad is busy, but he has heard your name, Teacher Qin, and can’t wait to meet you.”
Qin Shen said, “Let’s go.”
Ji Wenfeng led the way to Ji Tong’s study and pushed open the heavy door: “Please.”
As soon as Qin Shen entered, he felt a darkness in his eyes. The entire study smelt like a mature man’s cologne.
This was a darkly lit room, with low-key and gorgeous Persian carpets on the floor, and dark mahogany furniture as far as the eye could see. Only the light divided by the blinds fell on the mahogany desk in the center of the room, focusing on everything in the room.
There was a man sitting there with his back to the door.
Ji Wenfeng said respectfully: “Dad, Teacher Qin is here.”
The man shook the suit jacket on his shoulders and turned around.
He had a shiny head, sharp and deep eyes, a stylishly cut beard, and an expensive Cuban cigar in his mouth.
Old Song held his cigar between his fingers, puffed away, squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Shen for a long time, then said with a serious smile: “Sit down.”
Qin Shen thought to himself: This is the legendary man who donated 100 million to the school to build a library, he really shouldn’t be underestimated.
Old Song: “Hello, Teacher Qin.”
Qin Shen said, neither humble nor overbearing: “Hello, Mr. Ji.”
Old Song opened the desk drawer, pulled out a cigar, and held it between his fingers. Ji Wenfeng respectfully walked behind him with a cigar cutter and helped him cut off the round end.
Lao Song handed the cigar to Qin Shen with a deep look: “Cuban cigar.”
Qin Shen took it politely and respectfully.
Old Song said quietly: “It is said that every time a Cuban cigar is smoked, a local child loses his hands.”
Qin Shen: “…” What an allusion is this! How could this make him smoke!
Lao Song ordered Ji Wenfeng: “Light it up for Teacher Qin.”
Ji Wenfeng said: “Yes.”
Qin Shen was forced to light up the cigar. He felt like an anti-narcotics policeman undercover at a drug dealing scene of a big drug lord, and he was still thinking about the education issues of the local Cuban people.
Old Song: “Haha, I wonder why Teacher Qin is here to visit me?”
Qin Shen came back to his senses: “To tell you the truth, I came here because of Ji Wenfeng.”
Old Song raised his eyebrows: “Ji Wenfeng? What’s the problem? Is it a messy relationship?” He turned around and scolded Ji Wenfeng, “I told you a long time ago that since you were born, your fiancée has been destined to be the niece of the Party Secretary of S City, not only does she have a good family background and a high degree of education, she is also one of the top 50 supermodels in the world. With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for!”
Qin Shen’s eyes suddenly became sharp: Ji Wenfeng’s fiancée is indeed the supermodel niece of the S City Party Committee 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 CEO’s family, and the other is a serious people’s educator, but secretly they are all peeking at my gossip! When I finish my work here and go out, I will delete all the photos online!
Old Song took a puff of cigarette lightly and continued the preaching of his domineering father: “Xiao Feng, I don’t object to your pursuit of love, but I have said that the women you love will only become your mistresses! Don’t let even Teacher Qin know about it and make them a canary in a cage.”
Qin Shen: “Xiao Feng doesn’t have any issues with men and women.”
The Old Song said to Ji Wenfeng: “Well done. This is how you keep a mistress, don’t let anyone know. It’s not adding to the honor of our Ji family to spread the word!”
Qin Shen: Although Ji Wenfeng doesn’t have such issues, his father definitely does, and his family’s family education is also very problematic!
Qin Shen collected his thoughts and first explained his purpose: “In just half a month of class, he skipped three days of classes. Based on five days of classes per week, his skipping rate was as high as 30%, which is lower than the average level issued by the Education Bureau. I hope to understand the reason why Mr. Ji frequently skips classes and give him the right treatment according to his personal situation, so that he can take the lead.”
Old Song said with a look on his face: “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 the white horse grazing leisurely outside the window, stroking the huge sapphire ring on his finger.
“Teacher Qin,” Lao Song said slowly, “Xiao Feng skipped class not because he was wasting precious time to live in ignorance. When he disappeared from school, he was sitting in the CEO’s office on the top floor of Jishi Building, learning to deal with some company affairs.”
Qin Shen frowned: “But…”
“I want to ask you not to pay attention to this,” Old Song raised his hand domineeringly to stop him, “Xiao Feng is not ordinary. My child, he is the future successor of the Ji Group!”
A drop of nervous sweat flowed from Qin Shen’s forehead.
He glanced at Ji Wenfeng, who seemed to be standing respectfully, but there was a hint of a snicker in his eyes. Damn it, he already knew the result of the home visit would be like this, so he was so arrogant!
Qin Shen clenched his fists: Even elites cannot ignore basic education!
As long as Ji Wenfeng was still studying in his class, even if he was dead, even if he had to jump from here, he would never allow Ji Wenfeng to not take study at heart. No one should be missing classes, this was his purpose as a class teacher!
Qin Shen stood up holding the handle and took a step forward, already making up his mind.
Usually, he worked with parents to educate students from ignorant teenagers into young people who would be useful to society. Now, he wanted to take back his student’s educational rights from the domineering man in front of him!
“Ji Wenfeng, you go out first.” Qin Shen glanced at Ji Wenfeng coldly, “I have something to talk to your father about alone.”
Ji Wenfeng: “…”
“Yes.” Ji Wenfeng winked at Lao Song.
On the surface, two generations of wealthy and domineering presidents, father and son, were connected and seemed to understand each other tacitly.
In fact, a lot of people were panicked.
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