Inside the principal's office—

"Teacher Lin, this student from the mainland is named Song Zhichao." Principal Chen Dewen introduced, "As for this one, Lin Jiaqi from our school, Teacher Lin. She has always been responsible for you mainland students. Chaozi, if you have anything to do in the future, just look for Teacher Lin."

Song Zhichao quickly reacted and habitually reached out to Lin Jiaqi and said, "Hello, Teacher Lin, please take care of me in the future!"

Lin Jiaqi was stunned. In the past, the mainland students were shy and afraid of being a child. They were not as proactive as Song Zhichao, and they knew how to shake hands... It was too formal.

Seeing that Lin Jiaqi was not moving, Song Zhichao immediately remembered that the other party was his teacher, so no student shook hands with the teacher. When he was about to take back his hand, Lin Jiaqi gently shook the tip of his hand and said, "What is Song Zhichao? If you don't understand anything in the future, just ask me."

When Chen Dewen saw that they had met and knew each other, he gave a few more words to tell him that he had something to do, so he asked Lin Jiaqi to take Song Zhichao out to get familiar with the environment first.

After leaving the principal's office, Lin Jiaqi took Song Zhichao to the huge campus responsibly and explained in detail where the canteen, where the dormitory, and where the leisure area was.

Song Zhichao carefully asked about the specific class time for his subjects.

Lin Jiaqi explained a little, but some of her problems were not clear, so she found the office and printed a class form directly, and handed it over to Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao looked at the classroom schedule and basically had more than a dozen classes every week. However, the main subject he applied for was historical research. Often, few people studied this kind of unpopular major, and the teachers he taught were not very attentive, which was very convenient for skipping classes.

Just as Song Zhichao was looking through the classroom schedule, Lin Jiaqi next to him suddenly said, "Why are you going to apply for the History Department?"

Song Zhichao casually said: "It's convenient to skip classes!"

Looking back, Lin Jiaqi stared at him with a look of surprise.

Song Zhichao smiled and said, "You are laughing, you won't take it seriously, are you?"

Lin Jiaqi shook her head and nodded again, "As long as you can get enough scores during the exam, no one will care about you whether you skip classes here..." He also said, "Zhongyou, except for credits, the strictest thing in the school is tuition fees, you must..."

Before she could finish her words, Song Zhichao said, "You must hand over it on time! Principal Chen has already mentioned this question just now, and I can hear it very clearly."

Lin Jiaqi couldn't help but blushed, obviously feeling that she was a little too talkative.

Seeing her like this, Song Zhichao thought that this female teacher was quite cute, at least not annoying. So he wanted to tease her again, and deliberately looked around. Seeing that there was no one, he said to Lin Jiaqi: "Teacher Lin, I'm tired after leaving for so long. Do you want to eat a cigarette and take a break?" After that, he took out the cigarette box from his pocket.

Lin Jiaqi didn't expect that he would be so bold that he would smoke in front of him and even take the initiative to make cigarettes for himself-

Then he remembered that he must have seen Song Zhichao when he was secretly smoking, so he asked this.

"I don't eat cigarettes, and I can't eat cigarettes at school..." Lin Jiaqi felt a little incoherent, "Put it away quickly, otherwise I won't take it away." She tried hard to pretend to be fierce, but because she had a ghost in her heart, she couldn't get fierce no matter how fierce she was.

"Well, I really don't know... I saw you just now and thought... Well, I must have read it wrong. How could a beautiful teacher like you eat cigarettes?" Song Zhichao couldn't help apologizing, looking ashamed.

"Ahem!" Lin Jiaqi used her hand to tick her hair scattered in her ears. In order to cover up the embarrassment, she changed the topic and said: "Since you are familiar with the campus environment, I will introduce some classmates to you next - they are all from the mainland like you, and you can take care of each other if you have any problems in the future." After that, Lin Jiaqi hurriedly left, her high heels "knocked", her waist twisted, and her plump buttocks trembled. In an instant, only a wisp of fragrant wind was left.

Looking at Lin Jiaqi's departure back, Song Zhichao smiled, turned his head and looked around. There happened to be a leisure booth seven or eight meters away, and there was a cold drink shop run by the school next to it. So he ordered a glass of iced coffee, and while drinking coffee, he waited for Lin Jiaqi to bring people over.

After waiting for a while, before seeing anyone coming, Song Zhichao looked down at his watch, but it was already past ten o'clock in the morning, so he thought again that this time was a good time to collect debts, and I wonder if the group of Dasha had found Cha Yongxiao.

...

Kowloon, Yau Tsim Mong District, Hong Kong.

On the street outside Cha's Building—

With a creaking sound, an old van parked on the side of the road. The curly bush looked at the traffic police who had not given tickets around, and then said to the big fool behind him: "Big Boss, safe!"

The big fool leaned against the back of the car, holding a cigarette in his mouth, squinting his eyes, looking very gloomy. Seeing Curly Hair say this, he didn't feel that it was too hot, so he pinched the cigarette butt with his fingers, then threw it outside along the car window, and said to his little brother Curly Hair and Chicken Essence: "Start move!"

The car door opened with a bang, and the three of them jumped out of the car, brought debt collection tools, spray guns, paint, and long iron chains for locking the door.

The debt collection trio carried professional debt collection tools and rushed directly to the Cha House Building. As soon as they arrived at the door, they were stunned because the door was very large, and there were two fully armed security guards standing.

The big fool waved his hand and said, "There is something!" Then he turned around and stared at Curly Hair: "Are you wrong? The one named Cha is really working here?"

Curly hair grabbed her hair, "Big Boss, I really found out clearly. That Cha Yongxiao seems to be working here."

"Can they be the employee here?" The big sham brother started thinking that he had not graduated from elementary school. "This is not easy to deal with. The guards are so strict. How can we go in and set fire to spray paint? You don't know his address?"

Curly shook her head aggrievedly, "I can't get the address."

"Then there is nothing we can do. We must break in. The one named Cha is probably afraid that we will make a big deal. Maybe he will lose his job... It's better to do this. Let's be polite first and then soldiers!" The big fool thought for a while and then made a decision.

At the entrance of Cha's Building—

The big silly brother negotiated with the security guard who was keeping the door very politely.

"Brother, everyone is coming out to make a living. The difference is that you stand here and we are shaking outside. We are just going in and looking for someone now. You are proud and let us in. We will meet in the world in the future!" Big Shaman never said such a polite thing in his life. He thought that the two security guards could understand some rules and give face. He never thought-

"Well, only employees can enter here. If you have nothing else, please leave as soon as possible!" The two security guards are not polite to such gangsters. They are big companies and even such sluts dare to come to take advantage of the situation. If the boss knows, they will not fire them.

"You are looking for death, you dare to talk to our boss like this!" Chicken spirit and curly hair were furious.

When Dasha saw that the situation was wrong, he hurriedly reached out to stop the two impulsive men and said to the two security guards: "We are not here to find trouble, we are also following the rules. It is natural for the people in your company to owe money and pay back the money. What about it? Even if you are a big company, you can't be able to pay back the debt!"

The two security guards looked at each other, and one of them asked: "What is the name of the employee who owes the debt?"

"Cha Yongxiao!" said the foolish brother firmly.

After hearing this, the two security guards looked strange.

"Are you sure his name is Cha Yongxiao?"

"Of course I'm sure. This kid owes my friend one million. I'm going to be in debt today!" Dasha slapped his chest.

The two security guards went aside and muttered a few words.

Chicken Semen and Curly Hair looked at it and asked Dasha: "Big Boss, what if they don't let them in?"

Dasha was about to answer when he saw the security guard coming over and said to them: "You guys wait, let's call first!"

The three of them were waiting at the door.

Not long after, the security guard walked back with a strange look and said to them: "Go up! Don't run around, go directly to the 18th floor, the people you are looking for will be waiting for you there!"

Dasha laughed: "Happy, I'll just say that everyone is a literati. If it makes sense, everything will be easy to do! Let's go, brothers, let's meet the unlucky guy Cha Yongxiao!"

The three of them were about to go in, but the security guard stopped him and said, "People can go in, but things cannot be brought in."

Dasha looked at the spray gun, paint, and chains he brought, and curled his lips and said, "Help me to store it in the front desk first, and then get it done later!"

For Dasha, it doesn’t take so many weapons to scare a small employee.

Looking at the backs of the three of them showing off their might, the security guard sneered behind him, "I hope you can still come down intact!"
Chapter completed!