"Isn't the office nice? The door is closed. Come on, give me a kiss."
"Bah, get out of here." Feng Bihua looked at Yang Yimin and said with an angry smile.
But Yang Yimin pointed to his mouth and signaled to Feng Bihua. After all, Feng Bihua couldn't resist, and kissed Yang Yimin on the lips, "Yimin, stop making trouble, tell me if there is anything else."
"It's like this. I thought about it during the vacation. Last semester, you wrote two sets of operating procedures for safety drills. This is your hard work, so I studied it with relevant comrades and paid you for it."
"Really? I don't have any money right now."
"Of course it's true. The kiss just now was worth it. Be nice to me in the future."
"Then I don't want it anymore, you still have conditions." Feng Bihua knew that Yang Yimin was joking, so he started joking too.
"No, you have to kiss me even if you don't, and you have to meet all my demands."
"Don't think about it, there is no chance." Feng Bihua's face turned red when she thought about what happened with Yang Yimin.
Yang Yimin felt that the joke was almost over, so he stood up and said seriously: "Officer Feng, this is your remuneration. On behalf of the school, I thank you."
Feng Bihua happily took the envelope containing the money, but when she pinched the money inside, her eyes showed surprise. She immediately took the money out, took a look, and said: "Yimin, so much, it's too much."
"You still think it's too much, but I think it's too little. If you do a good job, your remuneration will definitely be increased this semester."
Feng Bihua came over from the sofa and sat opposite Yang Yimin. The two were on both sides of the desk. Feng Bihua said: "Yimin, can you please stop being so nice to me? You think I don't understand. You are helping me."
"You're overthinking, aren't you helping me too?"
"Yimin, the better you treat me, the more I want to repay you, and I just miss you, but I feel guilty in my heart. I feel sorry for my husband, and I shouldn't think about other men, but I can't help it."
"Then how do I treat you? I don't care about you. When you come to school, I pretend not to know you. If you do so well, I won't give you a reward. I think you deserve it. When you are in a critical moment, I won't help you."
You, if I don’t support you, tell me, is this me?”
A few words made Feng Bihua's eyes turn red, "Okay, I can't win you anyway, let's talk about whether I want to treat you to a meal or not."
"Would you like a late night snack?"
"It's up to you."
"I'm kidding, Bihua, let me ask, if you and I assume that that doesn't happen, but it can make the woman feel particularly comfortable, do you think it's possible?"
Feng Bihua blushed, "What are you talking about? Is it possible?"
"I'm asking you?"
"You mean, like those in island countries, satisfied with toys?"
"No, I mean I'm still a human being, but not like that. Hey, to put it bluntly, I just don't use men's things. I don't care about anything else. Is it possible to satisfy women?"
"It's possible in theory, but impossible in reality. If you think about it, even if it's like that, do women still need to be like that? That's not deceiving yourself."
Yang Yimin thought for a while and thought to himself, isn't it? He and Xu Mingfang really deceived themselves and others. Seeing that Yang Yimin didn't speak, Feng Bihua asked: "Is there really such a thing? Do you still have a woman?"
"Where? I was suddenly thinking about this problem. I was thinking about you and me." Yang Yimin thought about it and could only cover it up like this.
"You don't need me. When I undress you, I leave everything to you. But you have no chance anymore because you have a wife."
Seeing that Yang Yimin still didn't speak, Feng Bihua asked tentatively: "Li Yan really doesn't want you to have it?"
Yang Yimin looked at her, it was hard to talk, because this matter was a private matter, so how could it be easy to talk about it. In fact, he really didn't dare to ask for too much, and Li Yan was also worried in his heart, fearing that something would happen.
"Yimin, actually don't be afraid. It's been nearly three months now. Li Yan must still think about it, but she is also scared in her heart. Just be careful. The time cannot be too long and the movements cannot be too big."
But isn't this a contradiction? Feng Bihua also felt it later. She knew about Yang Yimin's situation that her skills would also make her intoxicated, let alone Li Yan.
The two of them sat quietly again, and Feng Bihua sighed and said: "Then, you can find a place at night. I will give you a supper, but I just want to help you solve the problem. You can't think about anything else." After that,
Walking out of the office door with a red face.
Yang Yimin's silence was because he was thinking about Xu Mingfang's relationship. Yang Yimin's memory of the last time was too deep. He seemed to want to find a reason to support it, but it seemed that such a reason could not be found.
He took out his cell phone and called Feng Bihua, "What's the matter?" Feng Bihua asked.
"Bihua, I just lost my temper. I didn't want it. We can't do that anymore. Li Yan wants it from me."
"I hate it, I'm very determined. I really don't want it anymore."
"real."
After hanging up the phone, Yang Yimin breathed a sigh of relief.
When it was almost ten o'clock in the morning, the visitors arrived at the school. In addition to the school leaders, there were also some teachers. The leaders communicated with the middle management of the school, and the teachers arranged to attend classes.
After listening to the class, Yang Yimin directly handed the class schedule to the teachers and let them choose. Several teachers looked at Yang Yimin in surprise. Li Xiaoping smiled and said: "The teachers in our school are the result of the teaching and research team preparing lessons together, so whoever listens to the class is basically the same."
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The other party accepted it very well, but felt very strange in his heart. Could it be that this school really didn't value itself.
After they finished listening to the class, they discovered that the class they listened to was not just a casual class as they imagined. As Li Xiaoping said, this class was the result of joint discussions between the teaching and research team, and every teaching link was carefully designed.
But unlike the teachers, the school leaders did not learn much, because Yang Yimin would not give them the assessment methods they were looking for. He only introduced some methods orally from various departments.
The standard of the reception was not high. Although there was a deputy director of the education bureau of the other county, Yang Yimin was still arranged to stay in a mid-range hotel, and the wine he drank was also local mid-range wine.
Because the other deputy director had a good relationship with Director Zeng, Director Zeng and Chief Liu from the Education Section came over at noon, and Xu Mingfang also came over later.
Xu Mingfang came over, smiling, always in a good state, very polite and enthusiastic, and praised the work of the suburban middle school, but pretended not to know how to do it.
After dinner, Yang Yimin saw off the visiting group and Chief Liu took them to visit another school, while Xu Mingfang and Director Zeng had to return to the bureau.
Xu Mingfang had a dedicated driver, and Director Zeng's driver also came to pick him up. Xu Mingfang asked Director Zeng to leave first. She smiled and said to Yang Yimin downstairs: "Yang Yimin, you are the most picky."