Through the window.

Liancheng recognized Jin Xin, a traffic policeman who was on the phone, at first glance.

He didn't think much about it, thinking it was a coincidence, maybe the relatives of the traffic policeman were also in the community where he lived. Because he was in a hurry, he was not interested in greeting.

So here's the problem.

What is a luxury car?

The interior alone can make the poor ghost fidget, and he doesn't know where to put his legs and feet, for fear of getting dirty and ruining things.

At this time, Liancheng did possess the traditional virtue of the Chinese - poverty. It's not restless, but it's a little awkward to sit in this luxury car.

The muscular driver chatted with Liancheng while driving.

"Teacher Lian, I have something to tell you. The deep voice sounded like a warning. "Boss Wang's daughter has less than a year to take the college entrance examination, and many things and time can't be delayed, you must understand. ”

The classic routine plot of the wealthy family!

This is the story of Ms. Wang Zhanshan's fear that something should not happen to herself and her daughter.

Liancheng couldn't cry or laugh, and replied: "Ahem, Ms. Wang thinks too much, I'm ...... person."

"No !!"

Taking advantage of the red light, the muscular man turned his head suddenly, pulled down his sunglasses, and stared at Liancheng with a pair of eyes as big as copper bells, his face was even more gloomy and watery, but the corners of his mouth wanted to stop talking.

Liancheng immediately compared the size gap between himself and the muscular man, and deeply agreed that language is the way for civilized people to communicate, just as he was about to speak.

The muscular man suddenly grinned, coughed a few times in a low voice, and sneered: "Boss Wang's daughter doesn't have time...... But I have! Even Teacher, if you have time, I will invite you to drink, and I want to learn to write stories or something. People always have to enrich their spiritual realm. ”

I don't like thunder!

Lian Cheng swears that he is definitely not good at hardcore wrestling philosophy at all, and he is not going to go out drinking with a muscular dude.

He casually said: "Reading is the ladder of writing progress - first look at the twenty small times." ”

The muscular man was stunned for a moment, and his face turned pale: "Isn't it a little ...... This is too difficult, isn't it! Can you change it?" didn't get Liancheng's answer, so he no longer mentioned the matter of teaching and writing, but talked about some interesting facts about Wang Zhanshan Group.

Liancheng listened to the excitement.

The driver seems to be talkative, but in fact his tone is very tight. There is hardly a complete sentence mentioning the secrets about Wang Zhanshan himself and her family, mostly inconsequential little things.

The road is not too congested, or a detour, about 30 minutes to the city rushed to the Xinghai community.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Liancheng saw a big lock hanging on the gate of the villa courtyard.

The driver took out the key to unlock the lock and explained: "There have been a lot of thieves recently, and Duo'an has more peace of mind with a lock." ”

Meow~

An orange wildcat ran by.

There are also wild cats in this luxury community?

There was no need for him to delve further. After all, he is just a make-up teacher who teaches writing, and jumping out of this identity, except for Wang Zhanshan's loyal consumers of hot sauce, it is difficult for him to intersect with these super-rich people in his life.

In front of the brand-name European-style sofa, there is a pot of tea and a few sets of tea sets on the sandalwood coffee table. An old woman with a kind and calm expression walked over, her voice was subtle and hoarse, as calm and quiet as an erhu.

"Teacher Lian. Wang Zhanshan greeted Liancheng first. Her eyes were deep, small but focused, and her gaze kept falling on Liancheng's sleeve. "I still have an emergency meeting, so I won't be polite...... It's always a little hot to wear so much in this summer, right?"

"I'm the least afraid of the heat. Liancheng grinned.

Wang Zhanshan stopped, and the nasolabial folds of the years outlined a kind smile: "People are always afraid...... Sick. Injections or something, I know that many people get sick, it's not a big deal, I have experience in this, maybe I can help you. It's always a good thing to pay more attention to your body. ”

Liancheng still kept smiling, understanding that Wang Zhanshan had something to say.

He knew that the self-made strong woman in front of him was not an ordinary old lady, but the founder and chairman of Wang Zhanshan Group. The helm of any business empire has a different charisma and superior means, and her style may be like this, leaving plenty of room for people to hide needles in the cotton.

It's not for her baby daughter......

Liancheng said: "I don't have a cold, I'm in good health." ”

Next to him, the maid carefully ordered a small cup of strong tea for Liancheng with a fluttering cup, and sent it to Liancheng with a plate. Lian Cheng took the teacup and held it in his hand in a not-so-elegant posture, he also felt thirsty, raised his glass and drank it all.

"Tea is good!" he gave a thumbs up, full of praise, and before he could finish his sentence, he heard someone next to him exclaim.

Raising his head, Liancheng found the beautiful maid beside him looking watery and about to cry.

With a crying voice, she said, "The water is boiling......"

Open......

Wang Zhanshan frowned. She was not as agile as an old man, she reached out and pinched the handle of the teapot, opened the lid and fanned the wind with her hand, sniffed lightly with her nose, and the rich fragrance of tea came to her nose with a boiling hot air, and the wrinkles on her face were flushed.

She has been drinking tea for decades, so she can naturally tell that this is the aroma of tea brewing, and she can feel the heat of this boiling water that has not yet cooled down. The back of his finger lightly leaned against the wall of the teapot, so hot that Wang Zhanshan subconsciously withdrew his finger.

Liancheng looked dazed, as if he didn't know. He didn't feel anything, but what he realized the most was that the tea in his mouth was even more boiled water than boiled water, and it didn't taste at all!

Wang Zhanshan broke the awkward atmosphere and instructed: "Call the nearest hospital!" Make emergency preparations and ask Driver Xiaohu to send Teacher Lian over...... Don't call an ambulance!"

Liancheng hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no." ”

He opened his mouth, his tongue was bright red, healthy and energetic, and there were no signs of burns at all, and he looked like he had nowhere to use his energy for a long time.

It took a while to make Wang Zhanshan believe that Liancheng was really not injured.

"Then I'll go...... Classes are in place. Liancheng said with a smile.

For a while, he thought that the little maid had mistaken the water temperature and was joking with himself.

Wang Zhanshan nodded with difficulty, and watched Liancheng go upstairs.

Looking at the back, the maid stuck out her tongue slightly: "Cowman." ”

Turning her head, she saw that the big boss was still sitting in front of the sofa and fiddling with the tea set. Pick it up and put it down, look at the bottom and look inside, and fiddle with it for a few minutes.

The maid stared at it, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, and whispered, "Aunt Wang, maybe it's Teacher Xiaolian joking with us! Could it be magic or something...... Don't you have a meeting that's in a hurry?"

Wang Zhanshan could only believe this explanation.

She cleared her throat and shouted, "Xiaohu, where are the people, get the car ready-"

Squeak. The door of the villa was opened, and the driver Xiaohu, the muscular man who had just sent Liancheng over, walked in sweating profusely with a cardboard box.

Wang Zhanshan asked, "What are you holding?"

"A few boxes of books, just bought from a nearby newsstand. Xiao Hu breathed a sigh of relief and stood next to him sweating: "Mr. Wang, I'll put things here today, and then drive home tomorrow, do you think it's okay?"

"You don't have to ask me about such trivial things. It's always a good thing to read a lot. Wang Zhanshan nodded slightly in agreement.

The beautiful little maid took advantage of Xiaohu's inattention, pulled a book from the box, held the cover, and muttered: "Isn't this a small era, why did you buy so much?"

"Xiaoyi reads more books than I bought. Xiaohu smirked and scratched the back of his head: "And I don't learn things as fast as anyone else, I really envy Xiaoyi's smart brain, I can learn everything thoroughly, especially writing." Before he reached adulthood, he won several awards in the district. ”

"It's always good to write something. Wang Zhanshan smiled kindly. She seemed to suddenly remember something: "Xiaohu remember to help me bring this tea set." ”

Tea set?

As soon as Xiao Hu wanted to say, isn't this thing exactly the same in the chairman's office? He saw the little maid desperately giving him a look, signaling him not to speak, and then quietly pointed to a place upstairs—

That direction is Wang Zhanshan's baby daughter, Wang Qianyi's boudoir.