Since the last time he inexplicably gave her two million dollars, the world has evaporated.

These days, Ling Tongyu has been leaving messages for him, but he has not replied, what will this say.

"However, he didn't send us a private message, he just updated a piece of content on his homepage, and he said that he was in a good mood today." Xiaoxi pointed to the words on his homepage and showed it to Ling Tongyu.

"Xiaoxi, why don't we invite him to meet." Ling Tongyu was determined to find out this inexplicable person.

"Meet?" Xiaoxi's eyes blinked.

"yes, you have to pay the money back, two million dollars, that's not a small amount! If this is the black money he earned, and then launder it in this way, we will become accomplices by accident. "Ling Tongyu is a typical conspiracy theorist.

"Okay then, you ask him out." Xiaoxi agreed to her mother's suggestion.

"Hello, to thank you for your generosity, let's meet, what's your mobile phone number? Mine is ......"

"Mom, you say, will he come out to meet us?" After sending the private message, Xiaoxi followed Ling Tongyu into the kitchen like a little tail.

Ling Tongyu took a sip of water from the water cup, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Maybe." ”

"That's right, Mom...... Have you been in contact with your uncle, you said, on my side, I haven't forgiven him yet! Like a warrior, Xiaoxi interrogated his allies if they had betrayed the organization.

Ling Tongyu blinked his eyelashes and replied affirmatively, "No." ”

*

Today's public lecture is about clothing and economics.

As soon as Ling Tongyu entered the classroom, he chose a seat farthest from the podium and sat down, and the male classmate Hansen came over, sat next to her, and asked-

"Ling Tongyu, you have always been active in the first row, why did you sit so far today."

"I'm ......" Ling Tongyu looked at the door of the classroom, Han Jifeng hadn't come yet, he casually found a reason, "It's so comfortable." ”

"Oh, then I'll sit here with you." Hansen took out the textbook and asked, "By the way, this class was given to us by the Chinese counselor, how did you do yesterday when you went to do the reception work?" Is he easy to talk to? ”

"He ......" Ling Tongyu thought of Han Jifeng's poor face, gritted his teeth, and said, "Very easy to get along with, very easy to talk to." ”

"That's great, I'm going to talk to him after class later." Hansen said innocently.

"Uh......" Ling Tongyu remembered Han Jifeng's tone when he said that he was going to kill Han Sen, and she kindly reminded, "I think you'd better dispel this thought." ”

"Why? Everyone is Chinese. Hansen asked, puzzled

"There are bad people among the Chinese, you don't always have to be so simple."

"What...... Hey, you see, here it is, here the Chinese counselor is. Hansen was about to delve into what Ling Tongyu meant when there was a small commotion in the classroom.

Ling Tongyu raised his eyes and looked over, only to see that Han Jifeng, accompanied by Secretary Wen Lei, walked into the classroom with his slender legs.

Dressed in a plaid shirt, off-white slacks, and rimless glasses on his handsome face, he exudes a strong smell of books and looks like a university professor instead of the shrewd and indifferent businessman of the past.

Except for Ling Tongyu, everyone's eyes were focused on this mysterious young handsome Chinese counselor.

The female classmates had already secretly taken out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Han Jifeng pushed his glasses, Shen Yi's firm gaze slowly swept across the classroom, and suddenly, the classroom was silent, and everyone looked at him with bated breath.

His gaze finally paused in the last row of his seat, where sat Ling Tongyu, who was looking down and wanting to bury himself in the desk.

"Hey, classmate Ling Tongyu, look at ......" She didn't want to look up, but Han Sen pushed her with his elbow, "Isn't this the president of Daehan, the largest chaebol group in China?" That's what I told you, Xu Meimei's rumored boyfriend, have you forgotten? ”

"Yes, yes?" Ling Tongyu had no choice but to raise her head and glance at Han Jifeng, feeling his strange gaze, she quickly lowered her head again.

"I really didn't expect it to be him, I went back to check that day, he is Han Jifeng, his resume is very amazing, it is said that he has a good relationship with the President of the United States." Hansen said, admiration in his tone.

"Hello everyone, I'm Han Jifeng. What I want to teach you today is: clothing and economic ......" Han Jifeng spoke, his voice was quiet, full of magnetism, and it sounded very good.

As he spoke, he turned around and wrote five words on the blackboard with chalk: clothing and economy.

His handwriting is vigorous and powerful, his pen is sharp, and people say words like their people, and this sentence is very appropriate for him.

Han Jifeng was born very well, standing on a high podium, with his unique posture and voice, he exuded a powerful momentum and charm.

Ling Tongyu originally thought that he was here to be funny, he just used his power to be this Chinese counselor to have fun, and then fooled his classmates with everything casually, after all, he was so handsome, and most of the students in this class were female classmates, so no one would actually mind what he said.

However, what I didn't expect was that his lectures were very good, with a unique perspective, concise and to the point, and occasionally a little humor, which caused bursts of laughter.

Soon, the students were immersed in his class.

And Ling Tongyu, who originally planned to spend a class with her head down, was also attracted, she unconsciously raised her head, held her cheeks, and began to listen to his lecture seriously.

Hansen on the side was even more stupid, and his eyes showed undisguised admiration-

"As a person who has obtained an MBA degree from Harvard University, Columbia University, and Oxford University, coupled with his status as an entrepreneur, his lectures are not even worse than those of Old John, who has a lot of experience, no, it should be said that they are more down-to-earth than Old John's classes, I like it."

The atmosphere in the classroom is very harmonious, Han Jifeng interacted very well with his classmates, and it was a pleasure to listen to his class.

"Okay, let's talk about this class first, students will have a group discussion based on the question I just asked, the relationship between clothing and the global economy, and I will invite a few students to talk to you about his (her) views later......"

Han Jifeng patted the chalk ash on his hand and temporarily ended the lecture.

Ling Tongyu watched from a distance, he and a few classmates sat around and discussed something passionately, and the indifferent and ruthless image on weekdays was gone.

Ling Tongyu was puzzled, Han Jifeng, what kind of person are you?