Ultimate Teacher Chapter 650: , Mr. is no longer Mr.?


Chapter 650. Is the sir no longer a sir?

When Fang Yan walked to the door of the ward, he saw that the bald man had come awake.

He leaned on the pillow at the head of the bed and spitted to Wang Qiang and Li Jun about his psychological activities when he was beaten.

"I am not bragging with you, with my size and strength, is it not easy to subdue the little **** boy?" The bald man gestured with his hands, a tough look of a peerless master. "You two definitely have questions to ask. Since I am so powerful, why don't you fight back when you are attacked? Even if you don't try to put the boy down, you can always avoid his attack at will? Tell you the truth, I deliberately wanted to use my head to try the power of wine bottles."

"Have you brained?" Wang Qiang said unkindly.

Slap——

The bald man slapped on Wang Qiang’s head and scolded angrily: "Aren't you brainy, stinky kid? What do you know?"

Bald pointed to his gauze-wrapped head and said, "Do you know why I am called bald?"

Li Jun grinned and said, "Who doesn't know this? Because you don't have long hair on your head and eggs. Can you call you bald because you shaved your legs?"

"That's right." The bald man wanted to slap Li Jun, and Li Jun cleverly avoided the past.

The bald man was very dissatisfied with Li Jun’s response and said, "Do you know why I don’t have long hair? Because I met a stranger when I was a kid, he thought I had a clean bone and excellent qualifications, so I secretly passed it to I am a magical kung fu-Tie Tung Kung. I just lost my hair because I was too fascinated. Did you eat lotus seeds as a kid? Other children peeled lotus seeds with their mouths, only me With your head, hit it with one end, good guy, all the lotus seeds are split in half—"

"Isn't it more convenient to bite with your mouth? Isn't it strange to knock on your head?" Wang Qiang offered his opinion.

The bald man thought for a while, and he was a little bit irritated and said, "Did I not say that? I was doing exercises--"

"You are so powerful, why have you been knocked down by a wine bottle?" Wang Qiang said another question in his mind.

"How could I be knocked down by a wine bottle? Didn’t I drink too much? When the bottle was smashed, I was getting dizzy—" The bald man explained seriously, "You didn’t Seeing that I broke all the wine bottles?"

"I only saw the wine bottle open your head." Wang Qiang said.

The bald man grabbed the pillow behind and smashed it over, scolding angrily: "Asshole guy, did you talk to the leader like this?"

Fang Yan heard it, and tapped the door with his finger to remind them that he was coming. He walked toward the bald man and said with a smile: "Bald, how are you feeling? Are you okay?"

"It's okay? What can I do?" The bald man saw Fang Yan coming in and said happily, "How did you come? Oh, I remember, you went to Suki's birthday party, she I’m telling you that I’m here, right? The little girl waited for you all night, and I couldn’t bear to watch—fortunately you came.”

"I know that I sympathize with others, it seems that your wine is completely awake. You just said that you have practiced iron head skills? Then I will find a few more bottles to hit your head and try-let the big guy Take a look at the level of your iron head practice?"

"No way no way--" Bald quickly refused and said, "You can only do your work once a day, and if you get more, you won’t be able to work--"

I can still joke with everyone. It seems that the injury of the bald is really not a big deal, and Fang Yan has let go of something.

Wang Qiang stood in front of Fang Yan and said: "Mr. Fang, the doctor has done a comprehensive examination of baldness. They said that the baldness's injuries do not matter. It is some skin trauma. It takes a few days to rest. There is no concussion. Or some other abnormal situation-Mr. Lu has also come to his forefoot. He personally apologized to the bald man and said that all the medical expenses of the bald man will be borne by him. Oh, he also signed a check for the bald man on the spot-one hundred thousand yuan , A huge sum of money."

Fang Yan nodded to understand. From the attitude that Lu Zhongxing showed when he saw himself just now, Fang Yan knew he knew his identity. It is also desirable to do something to make up for the feelings of both parties before you arrive. If he didn't do anything after knowing that he was Fang Yan, then this guy's IQ is too worrying-he is not a generous man.

The bald man took out the cheque from his arms and said with pride: "Look, 100,000 yuan, which is higher than my salary for one year. Tell me, my bottle is worthless ?"

Fang Yan laughed and said, "No matter how much money others give you, I will try to do this kind of thing as little as possible in the future--"

"I know." The bald man said. He handed the check to Fang Yan and said, "Return the money to him."

"Why?" Fang Yan looked at the bald man suspiciously.

"I can't collect this money," the bald man said. "Although my bald man is not wealthy, he has the strength-after a beating, he will be charged 100,000 yuan. Who is my bald man? A clown with impurities?"

Fang Yan did not reach out to pick up the check delivered by the bald man. He looked at the bald man deeply and said, "Even if you don't want the money, you don't have to give it back to him-take the money and buy one What do you think of the batch of books filled in the school library?"

The bald nodded happily and said, "This is good. This is good. I used to see students donating books to the school, but I didn’t expect my bald to have such a raised day-can I write on each book? My name?"

"Of course. This is your right." Fang Yan said.

"I'm going to be famous." The bald man imagined how the students moved when they opened the title page of the book to see their name, and the smile on their faces grew brighter. "Teacher Fang, you are really my good buddy."

Fang Yan said with a smile: "You are also my good buddy."

The bald man’s face turned red, his eyes widened at Fang Yan, and he said, "I just talk about it casually, I know--I know you are not the same kind of people as us--I never thought I could be yours Good buddy—"

Fang Yan patted the bald shoulder and said, "You said yes, that is."

Fang Yan knows why the bald man suffered this wine bottle. If he wants, he can get another treatment.

Fang Yan is grateful for baldness and likes baldness.

He makes friends without ever seeing the other party’s identity or wealth. He only looks at the other party’s appearance-as long as he doesn’t look good, he can become his friend.

"Hoooo--" The bald man happily plunged into Fang Yan's arms, his arms around Fang Yan's waist, his voice choked up: "Can you ask Principal Lu to change my position? I Want to be the director of teaching—"

"Impossible." Fang Yan throws his hand away in disgust--

Yanjing International Airport.

Huacheng still wears a windbreaker jacket, and Yanjing already needs to wear a sweater and a scarf. Yanjing's winter is always earlier than the South.

Looking out through the window, the sky is gloomy, as always as the grayish tone.

Returning to Beijing three years ago, the two sides were waiting at the cabin door. Later, there was a lot of ups and downs, and the Maple Leaf Club forced the palace, and Fang Yi fought to death, causing a big accident.

What will happen this time?

Fang Yan just wanted to be quiet, quietly, to discuss a statement for himself--

Fang Yan came out of the VIP channel, and a tall man in black strode forward, holding Fang Yan in his arms.

Fang Yan stood there, letting him hug a sturdy man, but he said annoyedly in his mouth: "When did you learn the etiquette of foreigners? You see besides those little couples who haven't reunited for a long time. Who picks people up and hugs like you? I don’t know and think we are comrades."

"What did that sentence say? I was your friend when you didn't need it. I can be your woman when you need it. If you like it, I'll wash the back door tonight?" Li Xiaotianyi Smiled face-to-face.

"Forget it. I'm not interested in that at all. You should give it to others." Fang Yan said. "How many of them?"

"All waiting for you. Just waiting for you to catch the wind tonight." Li Xiaotian reached for Fang Yan's box and said, "Go and try my new car."

"It seems that boss Li's business is doing well?" Fang Yan said with a smile.

"Hey, does this still have to be your blessing?" Li Xiaotian said mysteriously.

"Take my blessing? Am I helping you again?"

"You forgot? Where did you see Lezhi come that day?"

"Yes, Maple Leaf Clubhouse--" Fang Yanxiao said, "Luo Mingan is helping you?"

"Otherwise, our brother's life is really hard." Li Xiaotian said with a lingering fear. "Do you know what it means to be a fire at the city gate, and it will kill the pond fish? We called against the general's order that night. Although we finally won and fell in the face of the general's order, but my brother was miserable. Most of the contacts I made all of a sudden, and all the previous partners also disconnected from him. While he was about to finish his business and go back to Yanziwu, the Maple Leaf Club came out and introduced us to several business deals. I saw the Maple Leaf Club We are all doing business with us, so the "friends" and the "business partners" who ended the cooperation with my brother before they took the initiative to find it back-hehe, this world of dog days."

"This is the inevitable stage of life~IndoMTL.com~ It's not easy to stand in line." Fang Yan said with a sigh: "You said to them a few, I won't stay in Yan tonight Beijing-let me send you back to Yanziwu directly."

"That won't work." Li Xiaotian was not happy. "I have arranged for the banquet tonight, and I have all the people called me-let you run and they will not tear me away?"

"Wait for me to go to Yanjing and have a drink with you when I'm busy with my family." Fang Yan said with a smile.

"No, the future is the future, tonight is tonight--"

Fang Yan stopped looking at Li Xiaotian and said, "None of you are optimistic about my return this time?"

The smile on Li Xiaotian's face froze, Shen Sheng looked at Fang Yan and said, "If the face is torn-is the sir no longer a sir?"

(Ps: I dare not update too much every day, I am afraid to delay the time of the college entrance examination candidates! Even one minute, even thirty seconds!

Of course, now that the senior three parties are asleep, I can secretly post a chapter. )()


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