"Teach me." Master Xu glanced at the Lin brothers and Duanmuyan, sweating on his forehead: "We can't let the children act recklessly!"
It’s just other people, I definitely can’t afford to offend these people!
"I thought." Teacher Chen stroked his beard and smiled coldly and viciously: "It should be so! Come here, take off their pants and beat them hard!"
Everyone in the second camp trembled and clenched their fingers.
Soldiers and a battalion rushed forward and surrounded them.
At the critical moment.
"Open the door!"
There was a loud banging on the door at the gatehouse, and soon I heard wheels rolling and smoke flying, and several large carts slowly came from the gate. At the front, there was a man sitting on a black horse, wearing bright clothes and looking proud.
"Hey, Third Young Master Zhuang." Wu Youran had a good eye. When he saw the man, he immediately waved his hand: "Are you here?"
Mr. Zhuang, who was on the black horse, nodded slightly but did not stop. He kept his eyes open and made noisy noises as he passed by.
Arrogant and frivolous!
"Who is this?" The dudes frowned, being looked down upon was... very unpleasant!
"Shhh." Wu Youran said in a low voice: "This is Master Zhuang Weizhe, the third master of China Commercial Bank. His uncle is the confidant of Da Sima!"
"Ah!" The crowd exclaimed, shocked, envious, and curious.
Shenzhou and Jiutian are collectively known as the Double Eagles of the Four Kingdoms.
Regardless of financial resources and influence, they are all over the world and are comparable. In Western Chu, the reputation of Shenzhou is slightly higher than that of Jiutian. He is the well-deserved emperor of the business world. Is the legitimate son of his shopkeeper an ordinary person?
Shut up, you guys, I have the arrogance!
"Chen Jiaoxi." Zhuang Weizhe stopped in front of Chen Jiaoxi and hugged him on the horse: "I am Zhuang Weizhe. I reported back to the camp today. I brought a lot of things. Please send a few people to lead my people to the barracks immediately.
, and came to pack my things for me."
Everyone: "……."
Is it possible that I am reporting this now because I have missed the time? I have missed the time and yet I can so confidently order the teacher to send someone to take care of me.
Could you be any more arrogant?
Speaking of which, Teacher Chen is not a tolerant person. Zhuang Weizhe is so desperate that he runs into his three enemies. It’s going to be a good show!
In the midst of everyone's attention, Chen Jiaoxi raised his head and met Zhuang Weizhe's gaze.
"It turns out to be Third Young Master Zhuang." Just when everyone thought that the serious old man was about to lose his temper, a strange and harmonious smile appeared on his cheek: "After the school grounds, go due west and your barracks will be there."
Everyone was shocked. Just... this?
"Yes." Zhuang Weizhe nodded: "Thank you for teaching me, Zhuang Weizhe will resign."
"Wait a minute!" Teacher Chen suddenly shouted.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Is this the right reaction?
Zhuang Weizhe returned to camp much later than Lin Chu, how could he let him go so easily?
Teacher Chen walked in front of his horse step by step, his smile becoming more and more kind: "Young Master has so many things, don't you need help? I will arrange it for you right now."
Everyone...
He glanced at Lin Chu silently, and then at Zhuang Weizhe. He also returned late. Isn't the gap... a bit big?
The people of the second camp gritted their teeth and bullied others too much!
Zhuang Weizhe glanced at the chaotic pasture casually: "The teaching seems a bit busy, that's all."
Gululu, the cart drove away through the weeds without any hesitation.
Chen Jiaoxi smiled and waved at the person's back, amiably saying: "Third Young Master Zhuang, please go slowly. If you need anything, come and see me at any time."
"How can this be so?!"
The people in the second camp had a grudge against stripping and being beaten, and the weakness they had developed from being bullied for a long time made them afraid to speak out. Zhuang Weizhe's special treatment became the straw that broke the camel's back.
The sound of wheels rolling over weeds became a war drum that ignited the fire in everyone's hearts.