Since the last time he gave her two million US dollars inexplicably, he has disappeared from the world.
These days, Ling Tongyu kept leaving messages for him, but he didn't reply. What could he say?
"However, he didn't send us a private message. He just updated a piece of content on his homepage. He said that he was in a good mood today." Xiaoxi pointed to the words on his homepage and showed it to Ling Tongyu.
"Xiaoxi, why don't we invite him to meet?" Ling Tongyu was determined to find this inexplicable person.
"Meet?" Xiaoxi blinked.
"Yes, you have to return the money to others. Two million US dollars is not a small sum! If this is black money he earned and laundered it in this way, we will accidentally become accomplices."
Ling Tongyu is a typical conspiracy theorist.
"Okay then, you make an appointment with him." Xiaoxi agreed with her mother's suggestion.
"Hello, to thank you for your generosity, let's meet. What is your mobile phone number? Mine is..."
"Mom, do you think he will come out to meet us?" After sending the private message, Xiaoxi followed Ling Tongyu into the kitchen like a little tail.
Ling Tongyu picked up the water glass and took a sip of water, shrugged and said, "Maybe."
"By the way, mom... have you had any contact with your uncle? You said you were on my side, but I haven't forgiven him yet!" Xiaoxi, like a warrior, interrogated her allies to see if they had done anything.
betrayal of the organization.
Ling Tongyu blinked her eyelashes and answered affirmatively - "No."
*
Today’s public class content is: Clothing and Economy.
As soon as Ling Tongyu entered the classroom, she chose the seat farthest from the podium and sat down. Hansen, a male classmate, came over and sat next to her, asking -
"Classmate Ling Tongyu, you always try to sit in the front row. Why are you sitting so far away today?"
"I..." Ling Tongyu looked at the door of the classroom. Han Jifeng hadn't come yet. He just found an excuse, "It feels so comfortable."
"Oh, then I will sit here with you." Hansen took out the textbook and asked again, "By the way, the Chinese counselor is giving us a lecture in this class. How did you do in the reception work yesterday?
Ah? Is he easy to talk to?"
"He..." Han Jifeng's rather flat face appeared in Ling Tongyu's mind, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Very easy to get along with, very easy to talk to."
"That's great. I'm going to have a chat with him after class later." Hansen said innocently.
"Uh..." Ling Tongyu remembered Han Jifeng's tone when he said he wanted to kill Hansen, and she kindly reminded her, "I think you'd better give up this idea."
"Why? We are all Chinese." Hansen asked in confusion.
"There are also bad people among Chinese people. Don't always be so naive."
"What... Hey, look, here it comes, here comes the Chinese counselor." Just as Hansen was about to find out what Ling Tongyu meant by these words, there was a small commotion in the classroom.
Ling Tongyu raised his eyes and looked over, only to see Han Jifeng walking into the classroom with his slender legs, accompanied by Secretary Wen Lei.
He is wearing a plaid shirt, off-white casual trousers, and a pair of rimless glasses on his handsome face. Different from the image of a shrewd and indifferent businessman in the past, today he exudes a strong bookish smell.
He really looks like a university professor.
Except for Ling Tongyu, everyone's eyes were focused on this mysterious young and handsome Chinese counselor.
The female classmates had already secretly taken out their mobile phones to take pictures.
Han Jifeng pushed up his glasses, and Shen Yi's firm eyes slowly swept across the classroom. Suddenly, the classroom was silent, and everyone held their breath and looked at him.
His eyes finally paused at the last row, where sat Ling Tongyu, who lowered his head and wanted to bury himself in the desk.
"Hey, classmate Ling Tongyu, look, look..." She didn't want to look up, but Hansen pushed her with his elbow, "Isn't this the president of Daehan Enterprises, the largest chaebol group in the country? That's me and you.
I’m talking about Xu Meimei’s rumored boyfriend, have you forgotten?”
"Yes, really?" Ling Tongyu had no choice but to raise her head and glance at Han Jifeng. Feeling his strange gaze, she quickly lowered her head.
"I really didn't expect it to be him. I went back and checked that day. He is Han Jifeng. His resume is very amazing. It is said that he has a good relationship with the President of the United States." Hansen said with admiration in his tone.
"Hello, classmates, my name is Han Jifeng. What I want to teach you today is: Clothing and Economics..." Han Jifeng spoke, his voice was calm, full of magnetism, and very nice.
As he spoke, he turned around and wrote five words on the blackboard with chalk: Clothing and Economy.
His handwriting is vigorous and powerful, his pen is sharp, and his words are like his words. This sentence is very appropriate to apply to him.
Han Jifeng was born very well. Standing on a high podium, with his unique posture and voice, he exuded powerful momentum and charm.
Ling Tongyu originally thought that he was here to make a joke. He was just using his power to be a Chinese counselor for fun, and then he made random things to fool the classmates. After all, he was so handsome, and most of the students in the class
Some of them are female classmates, so no one will actually mind what he says.
However, what I didn't expect was that his lectures were very good, with a unique perspective, concise and to the point, and occasionally he was humorous, causing bursts of laughter.
Soon, the students were immersed in his class.
Ling Tongyu, who originally planned to spend the class with her head down, was also attracted. She unconsciously raised her head, held her chin, and began to listen to his lectures attentively.
Hansen on the side was even more mesmerized, with undisguised admiration in his eyes——
"As expected of someone who has obtained MBA degrees from Harvard University, Columbia University, and Oxford University. Coupled with his status as an entrepreneur, his lectures are not even worse than those of John, who has rich experience. No, I should say better.
Old John’s classes are more down-to-earth, I like them.”
The atmosphere in the classroom is very harmonious. Han Jifeng interacts very well with his classmates. It is a pleasure to listen to his class.
"Okay, this lesson ends here. The students will have a group discussion based on the question I just raised, the relationship between clothing and the global economy. Later, I will invite a few students to talk to you about it (
Her) opinions..."
Han Jifeng patted the chalk dust on his hands and ended the lecture temporarily.
Ling Tongyu watched from a distance. He and several classmates were sitting around, discussing something heatedly. His usual cold and ruthless image was gone.
Ling Tongyu was confused, Han Jifeng, what kind of person are you?