Z , Ladies ???

196

In contrast to the vices of the physics teacher, Fu Jiu was much calmer. He had one hand in his pocket and looked as handsome as ever. He just nonchalantly threw the word to the other party: "Tutoring."

“Tuition?” Physics teacher laughed coldly, “I don't know what your mother did to get the previous retrial. Our school did not manage to prevent it well, but every human knows that it is impossible to get full marks in just seven days. That was ridiculous; what kind of magic tutoring could do that? If you have a great tutor, then what do you need us a teacher for?

The physics teacher finished speaking, and the other grade teacher also mocked coldly, "If you have such a magic teacher, I, Master Li, am, will resign and invite him to teach at No.1 Secondary School."

"Just right! Give us some more realistic lies! This kind of shady lie, which looks as soon as you say it, means nothing!”

“Heh, our school also needs to investigate and find out who is selling the exam, making our Class A lose badly. Who will believe?”

The supervisor was not so angry. After all, the problem last time was too big, and he did not want to risk his career and take responsibility for anything.

“Let's do it this way. Fu Jiu, call your parents. We need to finish this.”

Fu Jiu's thin lips curved upwards, and his voice sounded deeper than ever, “Crack? Hows it? Fire the teacher who blackmailed me?”

"Fire?!" The teacher was amused. “Fu Jiu, Miss Zhang is here. He knows best your academic performance. OK, you could say I blackmailed you, but can you say that your own classroom teacher also blackmailed you?”

Zhang is Fu Jiu's physics teacher. He had kept his opinion of Fu Jiu for a long time; therefore, once all the other teachers discovered and brought him here, he had no intention whatsoever to protect Fu Jiu. He was different from English teacher Fu Jiu; he would never believe that Fu Jiu could get perfect grades!

"Fu Jiu, about today's matter, whether you admit it, or we'll call your parents."

Hearing that, Fu Jiu completely narrowed his eyes, and the pair of eyes were instantly filled with leaking black mist. His phone had been ringing in his pocket incessantly since a while ago, but he did not check it.

Fu Jiu suddenly laughed out loud. His eyes are really cold. "There's no need to call my mother for such trivial matters." He pulled out his phone as he spoke and pressed a button to answer the call. Placing it next to his ear, he greeted, "Hello, Brother Mo."

"Where are you?" The man's voice sounded like a premium wine preserved in the fridge. The coldness that comes out can even be felt over the phone.

Fu Jiu still had a smile on her face, and she sounded relaxed as she replied, “Teacher asked me to come to the office, so I can't pick up your phone. They said I cheated on the exam and asked me to call my parents. I'm still dealing with that, so I'll call you back when I'm done with this. ”

Qin Mo was sitting behind his Hummer, and after hearing this, his long fingers stopped and his eyes deepened. Slowly putting the files aside, he said in a deep and majestic tone, "Which office?"

"What?"

"I asked you which office you were in."

Fu Jiu: "Class office."

“Stay there and wait.”

Four words—not too cold, not too hot. One could not even feel any emotions from them.

But anyone who knew Qin Mo well enough would know that he was the most dangerous when he was emotionless ...