The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party

Jiang Xiyao tilted her head: "Asleep? So fast?"

She gently stood up and walked to Fangzheng's side, and put the coat that the man had just put on her back on Fangzheng.

The woman crouched down and stared at the sleeping face of the boy.

The delicate and young face was so relaxed at the moment, Jiang Xiyao couldn't help but feel a wonderful sense of trance.

Fangzheng's carefulness, sharpness, wit and ridicule in the past two days.

All make women can't help but wonder what kind of man they accidentally meet.

"If you were in the room just now, if you followed your aunt and mother, maybe the two of us would really get married, not necessarily."

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The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the huge high-rise building on the seventeenth floor. Jiang Xiyao lay on the desk and moved her eyes slightly.

"Mr. Jiang, are you awake?"

Jiang Xiyao raised her head when she heard the familiar voice of the secretary. Her first glance was to look at the sofa, but there was no one there.

Only then did he glance at the time on the computer, it was 9:40.

I slept for so long.

"Xiaomi, when did you come in? Where's the guy sleeping on the sofa?"

"I just came in, Mr. Jiang. The guests on the sofa left after breakfast. They left after seven o'clock."

Jiang Xiyao snorted, it seemed that she had overslept, and she had planned to send him off.

"Understood, what happened to the company this morning?"

The secretary named Xiaomi smiled and said, "There was a departmental meeting that you said would be held in the morning at ten o'clock, but I think you are not in a good mood today, or I will inform the heads of various departments to postpone the meeting until afternoon?"

Jiang Xiyao rubbed his temples: "Well, let's go, set the meeting to one o'clock in the afternoon."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Xiaomi pursed her lips. As a secretary, she has a good relationship with the boss. In addition, after she went to the community arranged by President Jiang this morning, she was really curious about something.

He couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Jiang, I have to tell you something. I asked the moving company to move things into the house you chose, but there are some men's items in it... Do I need to put it in a room alone, or in yours soon?"

Jiang Xiyao frowned. Are men's items square?

"Single... Forget it, let's put a room first. You can ask the housekeeping company to clean up the room, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

in a room? Xiaomi knew that his boss was in love.

No wonder the meeting was not open in the past two days, and my mood was much better.

"Mr. Jiang, is that your boyfriend who was sleeping on the sofa just now?" Xiaomi looked like a gossip.

Jiang Xiyao glared at her.

Xiaomi immediately smiled and said: "I know President Jiang, I won't talk nonsense, then I'll go out."

Jiang Xiyao saw Xiaomi running out, thinking of one thing, took out the landline and called the project manager:

"Hello Manager Chen? It's me. You go and investigate her ex-husband about the client yesterday. Yes, start with her ex-husband first, and let me know if there is any situation."

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In the classroom of Class 4, Grade 3, Tulip Middle School.

Yan Qingya, Li Yukun, and Ding Peng Zhuge Hong were sitting around a table.

The expressions of the four of them were all frowning.

The fundamental reason is that after they dismantled Fangzheng's electric car last night, the mysterious head teacher was picked up by Porsche in a fit of rage.

Ding Pengdao: "This Founder, Yang Yibiao checked it again last night. According to the school's entry materials, he is from an ordinary family, and this kid has just graduated. His interpersonal relationship is also very simple, and his resume is very ordinary."

Li Yukun said: "How to explain what happened yesterday? Didn't you see it too?"

Yan Qingya let out a long breath,

Lying on the table: "It seems that this teacher Fang made up his school materials casually. He is not a newly graduated chick at all, nor an ordinary family, he is just playing with us!"

Ding Peng said: "Then what should we do, do we really just obey him and let him be our head teacher?"

Although Zhuge Hong, who was on the side, did not participate in the tracking of the three people yesterday, he had already understood it.

"Since you said that Teacher Fang's identity is not ordinary, it's not hard to be hard, we can only be soft."

The other three raised their spirits: "soft? How to be soft?"

Zhuge Hong said: "If you don't listen to the class, the whole class will fall asleep on the table as soon as he arrives. He can't let us all go out and be punished to stand! Over time, he can't stand us! He also voluntarily resigned or transferred his post! "

Ding Peng grinned: "Hey, this is a way, why didn't I think of such a simple idea? Then let's just do it first? He comes to class, we just play! Just don't listen, I'll see him What can you do!"

The other three didn't think of any good ideas for the time being, and all nodded.

Therefore, under the unanimous resistance of the whole class in the third grade and the fourth class, since Fang Zheng entered the classroom today, the students in the classroom have been looking soft.

Lying on the table, in a daze, quietly drawing on the notebook.

Fang Zheng lectured for three minutes, but no one listened.

The Eagle's Eyes opened, showing that the students in the classroom did not bring any prohibited items.

Fangzheng threw the textbook on the desk, my dear, this is after the snake, the seduction, and the dismantling of the electric car, and found that the hard can't be soft?

The key is that you can't do it yourself!

"Aren't your classmates feeling down today? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

The classmates in the class glanced at each other abruptly, but no one paid any attention to Fang Zheng.

Fangzheng moved the stool to the side, stopped teaching, and sat there and said, "Well, the teacher is not that kind of rigid person. We will guess the riddles for half of the class today. If you come to the spirit, How about we continue the class for the second half of the class?"

The classroom was still dead silent.

Fang Zheng was stunned in embarrassment, and went straight to the subject: "May I ask my classmates, which woman had the smallest breasts in ancient times?!"

Ding Peng suddenly raised his hand and said boredly, "I know, Princess Taiping!"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "No, the next one!"

Yan Qingya wondered, "Really?"

Fangzheng shook his head: "That's not right! It's Hua Mulan. As the saying goes, grandpa has no eldest son, and Mulan has no eldest brother! So she has no eldest brother."

There was silence in the classroom, followed by boos.

Yan Qingya said: "Teacher, you are so boring! Next week, star sister Liu Yueyue will hold a concert in our province. If you invite the whole class to watch it, we will all be refreshed."

Fangzheng said word by word: "Concert? What's so good about it? It's not as good as the teacher's singing. How about I sing it to you? I don't want any money."

Yan Qing Ya cut her voice and looked back at Ding Peng: "Ding Peng, can't your father get tickets? Would you like to get us some tickets?"

"Really? I want Ding Peng too!"

"I want it too, I want it too!"

When the class heard it, it suddenly became lively. Everyone went to ask for tickets, but there was no one who listened to Fang Zheng's class.

Fang Zheng sighed and put his hands around his chest: "Quiet!"

Hearing the words in the classroom, it was really quiet, but the atmosphere instantly changed to the soft and slouchy look just now.

It seems that it is not enough for me to restrain these students, I have to make them obedient and convince me, but are the current middle school students so difficult?

I just want to be a good teacher!