Chapter 142: Trading Venues
Wen Du was ashamed and didn't dare to look at Lin Qian, his two little fingers stirred up and down uneasily, his heart was full of remorse and anger, full of guilt, half a sound, his small body bowed to Lin Qian sincerely, and his small mouth trembled slightly: "Teacher Lin, I'm sorry." β
Lin Qian smiled slightly, rubbed Wen Du's soft hair and said, "It's okay, don't do this next time, what if you bump into yourself?" β
When Wen Du heard this, he had already shrugged his head, lowered his head, and was ashamed of what he had done before.
The dean on the side sighed heavily, looking at Wen Du's eyes with pity and anger, his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't open his mouth when the words came to his mouth.
Annoyedly, he pulled Wen Du from Lin Qian's hands, and he collapsed Wen Du's pants neatly, and raised his slap to Wen Du's ass is a few hard slaps, showing no mercy.
This scene frightened Lin Qian and immediately grabbed the dean's raised hand, "Dean, you, what are you doing here!" Why are you beating him! He didn't mean to bump into me. β
The hand was tightly grabbed by Lin Qian, Wen Du's ass was also red because of his own slap, and a trace of distress flashed in the dean's eyes, but he was still full of shame, let go of Wen Du and said: "This child, you look at these things he has done to you, you don't learn well at a young age now, and when you are born in society in the future, you can't solve the problem by slapping you a few times!" β
Wen Du also knew that he had done something wrong, lifted his pants, walked to Lin Qian, and knelt down, tears fell as soon as he said it, and said with a pitiful cry: "Teacher Lin, I know I did something wrong, can you not go, I will never do this again in the future!" β
Lin Qian helped Wen Du, who was kneeling on the ground, to help him up, squatted down and took his hand, looked at him with a firm look in his eyes and said, "As long as you promise the teacher that you are not allowed to do these things in the future, I will forgive you!" Don't go either! β
Wen Du looked up, tears flashing in his big eyes, and asked uncertainly, "Really!" β
Lin Qian nodded heavily and stretched out three fingers and said, "Really, I swear." β
The little face, which was still miserable, immediately seemed to be like breaking away the dark clouds and seeing the sun, and his hands danced happily, "Okay! We've got teachers! β
Faced with this situation, the dean had indescribable infinite emotion in his heart, and lovingly took Lin Qian's hand and said, "Thank you so much, I can forgive these children, and promise to stay, thank you very much." β
After speaking, a pair of old eyes began to fill with mist, and finally fell uncontrollably down his cheeks and fell on the back of Lin Qian's hand.
A hot tear seemed to fall on her heart, Lin Qian reached out to wipe her tears, and gently hugged her, and a good smell of sandalwood came from the tip of her nose.
Lin Qian's soft voice said with gratitude: "These are what I should do, Dean, you don't have to blame yourself, I really don't have an award in my heart, but I want to be grateful to you, give me such an opportunity, let us have the honor to be the children's teacher, Dean, thank you." β
She was already very grateful that she had just lost her job, and the dean could give her a chance to fulfill her heart's wish.
The dean was not sad and sad, he retreated from Lin Qian's embrace, held Lin Qian with one hand, and held Wen Du, who was dancing happily on the side, and said, "Okay! Let's start all over again and finish ourselves up for the kids! β
After speaking, he picked up one big and one small and went back to the classroom.
The warm sun shone on the three of them, revealing a warm taste, and the pictures of talking and laughing seemed to be a family.
A dim, damp underground trading place.
Water droplets fell down the eaves onto the cold stone path, and the air smelled of damp water, mixed with a stench of rot.
A woman in a wide black dress walked down the path with a panicked look, and the dull and damp smell in the air made her cover her nose with some disgust.
The low black cap on his head made it difficult to see, and a pure black mask hid his face.
As she got closer and closer to the door, the sound of deafening music and rough voices mixed with the sound of people inside became more and more clear, and the woman walked to the door, her figure paused.
The hesitant look obviously didn't want to go in, but he only hesitated for a moment, thinking that the things he wanted could only be bought here, and he would not be taken by others, so he gritted his teeth.
As soon as he lowered his head, stepped through the curtain hanging in the doorway, and disappeared into the doorway, leaving only the disturbed bead curtain to swing lightly.
This woman whose whole body is shrouded in black is none other than the woman who hates Lin Qian very much-Meng Yao.
After Meng Yao stepped into the house, the deafening music violently invaded her nerves, and on a huge dance floor, men and women who had been drugged were swaying and carnivaling to their heart's content.
In the good booths on both sides of the aisle, there were some big men with big figures, playing dice and playing cards and other gambling games with bare arms, Meng Yao immediately quickened his pace and walked through a low-lying field.
The noisy scolding of men and the soft laughter of women who were committed to men made Meng Yao feel disgusted from the bottom of her heart.
Holding back the feeling of vomiting in his heart, after walking quickly through that place, as his steps accelerated, he became farther and farther away from that place, and there was no noisy sound in his ears, which made Meng Yao's discomfort in his heart a little lighter.
Soon, Meng Yao came to an iron gate, and on both sides of the iron gate stood several tall and powerful men in suits with sunglasses, it seemed that this was the doorman guarding the communication.
Meng Yao gathered his thoughts, walked to the doorman in the suit, and said straight to the point: "I'm here to make a deal." β
Facing this black-clad woman, her figure was obviously a young woman, but her voice was hoarse and dry like an old woman's voice, and the two guards were not surprised when they heard it,
The voice was obviously processed, and in this dark and damp underground trading place, the people who came here to trade were all high-class people with heads and faces, and it was normal not to want to be seen and discovered.
The man glanced at Meng Yao and said expressionlessly, "Codename." β
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The man took out the detector and swept it at Meng Yao, and after there was no abnormal sound, he nodded at the other man and said, "Release." β
Hearing this, the man turned around and stood in front of the iron door and entered a string of passwords, and the iron door was slowly opened, and there was a faint red light in the dark door, like blood.