Huang Yanjun was shocked by the thoughts that came to his mind. He hurriedly pulled over, opened the makeup box, and looked at himself in the mirror.

Chen Qiye is a married man, and he and Lin Chuxue are more in love than Jin. If she is between them, wouldn’t she be a mistress?

"Huang Yanjun, what are you thinking? You are the daughter of the richest man in Donghai City. How can you fall in love with a waste from the Shen family?" Huang Yanjun said to himself in the mirror.

It is precisely this huge status gap that even if one day Chen Qiye divorced Lin Chuxue, she felt that she should not like Chen Qiye.

However, thinking of the two of them’s experience at Wuhua Middle School, Huang Yanjun was compassionate again and said to the mirror: “But Huang Yanjun, have you ever thought that Chen Qiye is your standard for choosing a spouse? You have persisted for so many years, just want to find a man like him!”

Being responsible, keeping promises, having a strong appearance and extraordinary skill are all the standards set by Huang Yanjun for himself when he was a child, but it is precisely Chen Qiye, a married woman, who is completely in line with it.

This really gave her a headache.

At this time, Huang Yanjun had two different voices in her mind. One voice supported her like Chen Qiye, but the other voice strongly opposed it, making her little head almost explode.

Huang Yanjun was so angry that he took a bear doll from the back seat and vented it, treating it as Chen Qiye. While poking it hard, he muttered and said, "Blame you, blame you, blame you, and you, and you haven't helped me find the God of War in the East China Sea. If I can find him, then I won't have to Sichun anymore!"

After smoothing out his mood, Huang Yanjun kicked the accelerator and drove back to Villa No. 1. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

The next day, Shen Group, Chen Qiye finished the card and walked to Jiangxin Park.

Zhao Long sat over and said, "How is your injury?"

Yesterday, Huang Yanjun was in the ward, so he couldn't ask too much.

"It's almost done." Chen Qiye said lightly.

Zhao Long nodded, believing that Chen Qiye, after all, two fruit knives could kill the life of the East China Sea God of War. That was nonsense.

"I hurt you a few gangsters yesterday. After stabbing you, I fled to the East China Sea. I was caught by our people. Do you want it..." Zhao Long said tactfully.

It’s hard to run wherever you go, but you just run to their territory. What’s the difference between this and seeking death?

Chen Qiye shook his head: "Did you ask for any useful things?"

Zhao Long said: "We have already found out the deployment of the new sect's forces. As long as you nod and don't need to touch too many people, we will directly destroy them."

The new door is far inferior to the old fourth door, and it is deeply rooted. As long as Shen Qiye is willing, the new door will be completely destroyed within a week.

However, Chen Qiye waved his hand to reject Zhao Long's idea and said, "About the school."

"ah?"

Zhao Long looked at Chen Qiye and saw that he didn't look like he was lying, so he continued to ask: "You care so much about the school? Are you addicted to being a teacher? Or have you promised the old foxes in the North Gate?"

The new door is so big that it doesn’t bite fat, but Chen Qiye asked the school, is it still poisonous to be a teacher?

"After the merger of Wuhua and Donghai, Wuhua Middle School is also considered our hometown school, which is a century-old prestigious school."

Chen Qiye was amused and crying, and looked at Zhao Long and explained: "Zhao Long, if such a cradle ruined the hands of our generation, wouldn't you feel a pity!"

Wuhua Middle School has made many modern celebrities in the past century, and they have made great contributions in their respective fields.

In Shen Qiye's mind, the school spirit problem of Wuhua Middle School is much more important than that of Shen's Group's project.

Zhao Long Mingwu: "The old saying goes well, building bridges and paving roads will bring immeasurable merits, and teaching and educating people will last forever."

"Qianye, your pattern is so big. I, Zhao Long, admired you."

If it is officially merged, Wuhua Middle School will also be a school district housing for Donghai’s children. More people in Donghai will enter Wuhua Middle School to further their studies. If it is black, everyone will be black, it is white, everyone will be white.

Zhao Long really admired this point. Not only did Chen Qiye think far, but he also did it too far. He could not do it without a big-minded person.

"It was taught by my father." Chen Qiye smiled.

Zhao Long was stunned and laughed out loud. If Shen Group's villa demolition and bridge construction project and Wuhua Middle School's school spirit project were placed together for Chen Qiye's father Shen Junwen to choose, perhaps he would support Chen Qiye to do the latter.

“By the way.”

Zhao Long said with a serious expression: "I heard from the man with flower arm that the atmosphere in Wuhua Middle School has been bad for a while, but the sudden change is mainly because of the three super rich second generations, and even Principal Xu can't control it."

The three of them have such great energy in their families. Not to mention Principal Xu, even Xu Que from the North Gate is very afraid.

If you hit a young person, you will easily attract old people. This is the fundamental reason why Xu Que invited Chen Qiye to settle in Wuhua Middle School.

"Which three?" Chen Qiye frowned slightly.

Everyone understands the principle of capturing the king first when capturing the thief.

"One of them is your old acquaintance." Zhao Long smiled.

"who?"

"The girl who bit you, Zhou Sisi."

In the evening, Huang Yanjun stepped on the spot to pick Chen Qiye up to work. In addition to asking about Xia Qiye's injuries in the car, the little princess of the Huang family was particularly quiet today.

Chen Qiye also wanted to be purified.

The two went to the logistics department to receive flashlights and whistles and patrol as usual.

The working hours of life teachers are the opposite of ordinary teachers. At this time, ringing rings ring everywhere in the school, and groups of students rushed to their respective classrooms.

A beautiful girl suddenly jogged in front of Chen Qiye and Huang Yanjun, and it was Zhou Sisi.

Who would have thought that this female student who looks sweet in school uniform turned out to be a super rich second generation from Wuhua Middle School.

At Wuhua Middle School, it is clear at a glance whether a student is a rich second generation, that is the school uniform.

Anyone who wears school uniforms is ordinary students, while those who do not wear school uniforms are rich second generations.

On the first day of coming to school, Chen Qiye witnessed Zhou Sisi being bullied by three rich second generations. The next day, she was harassed by Jin Xin again. This girl was able to endure for three years. This kind of heart alone is not something that ordinary rich second generations can have.

"Teacher Shen, I'll have something to ask you for trouble." Zhou Sisi looked at Chen Qiye and said bluntly.

"You said." Chen Qiye said lightly.

He still didn't treat Zhou Sisi very well, and he treated him equally as long as he was a student.

Zhou Sisi glanced at Huang Yanjun and the meaning was obvious. She just felt that she was strange today and immediately ran away in panic.

"Teacher Shen, I want to share a story with you. Are you willing to listen to it?" Zhou Sisi said with long eyelashes flashing and looked at Chen Qiye pitifully.

"good."

A man and a woman began to walk quietly on campus. At this time, there was not a single student on the roadside. Zhou Sisi said, Chen Qiye listened quietly.

The story is very bloody, it is a story about a wealthy illegitimate daughter who avenged her brothers and sisters.

The heroine uses her weak appearance to win the favor of her father step by step, and tramples her brothers and sisters who have bullied her hard on her feet.

"Are you that illegitimate daughter?" Chen Qiye frowned slightly.

"yes."

Zhou Sisi nodded and said with a look of reminiscence: "It is precisely because they looked down on me and my mother at the beginning that I want to kill them one by one. When I truly control the Zhou family, I will make them all die a bad death."

Chen Qiye suddenly realized that no wonder Zhou Sisi never dared to show her true face. It turned out that she was used to disguising her, but when the goal was almost achieved, her true face would be revealed.

"Why are you talking so much to me?" Chen Qiye said with a funny look. Could it be that this girl still wants to make her own ideas?

"Teacher Shen, let's make a bet." Zhou Sisi refused to reveal her purpose and instead ordered Chen Qiye and his army to be defeated.

"Are you gambling on the embroidery needle?" Chen Qiye shook his head speechless.

It is precisely because of Zhou Sisi's soft and beautiful appearance that her brothers and sisters ignore her existence. It is precisely because of this that she won the favor of her father.

And now Shen Qiye's performance is just like her former enemy, just as ignorant as she was.

Zhou Sisi's intuition told her that Chen Qiye had already lost.

"How about betting on shooting?" Zhou Sisi said coldly at Chen Qiye.

Chen Qiye was stunned. How could a high school student play in Mucang?

This Zhou family is really not simple.

But the more dull Chen Qiye showed, the happier Zhou Sisi was. Isn’t this a manifestation of ignorance?

"Teacher Shen, don't be too busy refusing, the bet is very attractive." Zhou Sisi said playfully.

"What is it?" Chen Qiye said.

"You win, you will have the final say in Wuhua Middle School."

Zhou Sisi took three steps forward and directly resisted Chen Qiye. Her beautiful eyes could flow out of water.
Chapter completed!