Chapter Eighty-Six: Arms II

Looking at the almost non-existent dust on his hands, the man suddenly frowned and cursed in a low voice, and then quickly pulled out a square towel from his chest, and carefully wiped the fingers that had touched the steel plate tank just now with a look of disgust.

Bruce didn't say anything, he just stood quietly and waited for the boss to finish wiping his hands.

His boss's cleanliness is like a woman going out to put on makeup, if you don't let him solve this problem all at once, he may take out a grenade and throw it directly at you, so that you explode in place.

"If the people of country Z buy weapons again, sell them at a low price."

Without waiting for Bruce to react, he continued: "Sell it at a low price to them to provoke a war first. If it really starts, they will be a big buyer in the back. You must know that the people of country Z are never short of money. Of course, it would be better for us to go to war between country Z and country A or country Y, or any country in country Y. Then these treasures of mine will have a market. In a few days, the underground black market in country D will auction the bronze lion of the Warring States period in country Z, and no matter how much, I will be auctioned. ”

"Okay boss."

In addition to his cleanliness habit, his boss also has a special love for the ancient things of the Z country. What calligraphy and paintings, antiques, all kinds of collectible things.

He didn't understand that those things weren't like women could play with, and they weren't like weapons that could kill people. The paintings of flowers and plants, the characters and landscapes, and the bronze look shabby and old. It's far less comfortable than drinking with a group of brothers and prostituting women.

Of course, a gorilla like Bruce will never understand the psychology of collectors and the value of collecting things.

Principal's Office-

Recently, there are so many teachers and professors from various departments who have patronized the principal's office, which makes Zhuo Hanwen very headache, and he doesn't know whether to be happy or cry~ Many students from other departments of the school have gone to the language department to take classes. As for the reason, he doesn't know at the moment.

"Knock Knock"

Zhuo Hanwen heard the knock on the door, and his heart tightened again, and there was another one.

"Come in"

As soon as the door was pushed open, a female professor from the law department walked in angrily. Before Zhuo Hanwen could say hello, he heard the female professor say angrily: "Principal! Look at these law students, who don't come to class for three days! What do you do with us, teachers! ”

The female professor glared at him angrily, looking like I wouldn't leave if you didn't give me an explanation today.

He also looked at the female professor, and the thunder and fire definitely did not exist.

Zhuo Hanwen only felt that aggrieved, and he didn't know what to do. Although these children often don't come to class, they are deliberately stuck on top of the minimum credits. In terms of credits, there's nothing wrong with them. But as the president of Beijing University, the teachers and professors of Beijing University still need to be appeased by Shun Mao.

He hurriedly smiled and said, "Professor Sun, you sit down and meditate first, and drink a cup of tea to dissipate your anger." ”

Sun Xiyu has been a law professor all her life, and her classes have always been full, which is the pride of her life.

On the one hand, there is a huge demand for legal talents, and on the other hand, Sun Xiyu's classes are really good. But now it's good, half of them don't! Most of the rest are female classmates. For the teacher who once stood at the top of teaching, the pride of a lifetime is gone, and it is more of a frustration, can she not be angry?

She sat down heavily in her chair and said, "Headmaster, you must give me an explanation today!" ”

Zhuo Hanwen muttered in his heart, this old woman is really not leaving. If the young female teacher is thin-skinned and says a few words, she can be perfunctory, but this older woman is really hard-skinned to deal with it.

My hair is now losing my hair.

What to do? He can't kidnap those students to class, can he?