During class that day, Wang Ling stared blankly at the blackboard with his head in his hands, his eyelids twitching wildly. Even when he looked in the mirror in the bathroom, he could see the evil look on his face, the dark clouds above his head, and the feeling that death was coming … it wasn't until the end of the day in the afternoon that his eyelids stopped twitching abnormally.
Sun Yiyuan's negotiations with Headmaster Chen and Old Antique ended on bad terms.
Headmaster Chen couldn't agree to Old Man Sun's conditions because he couldn't make the decision on Wang Ling's behalf.
The act of paying to accompany a student to study smacked of privilege. The Sun family's family was superior. Wouldn't it affect the child's self-esteem if they used money to find a student whose family wasn't as wealthy as the Sun family to accompany them?
No. 60 High School's academic achievements were certainly important, but Chen Tianxiang actually paid more attention to the children's psychological development.
To be honest, he felt that Old Man Sun's behavior was a little excessive. He felt that it was fine to just suggest that a teacher from No. 60 High take some time out to tutor him. Moreover, tutoring was one thing, but the teacher who provided the tutoring couldn't charge a single cent. Otherwise, this matter would change.
On the way back, the atmosphere in the private car was very low. Old Antique stared out the window, his voice as calm as when he had left. "Is this really okay?"
Headmaster Chen skillfully took out a cigarette from the inside pocket of his shirt. Using the quick friction between his index finger and thumb, he lit the cigarette and took a deep drag. A bitter smile hung on his face. "I have my own principles and bottom line. If I, the headmaster, don't follow the rules, how can I lead the teachers and children under me? "
"I understand." Old Antique nodded.
But after this trip, he and Headmaster Chen could be sure of one thing: even if the negotiations didn't come to an agreement, the Sun family wouldn't give a single cent less for No. 60 High's school construction investment. With the Sun family's financial resources, they wouldn't be so stingy as to take back their previous promise because of such a small matter.
It was a taboo for businessmen to break their promises.
"Given Mr Sun's character, do you think he's the kind of person who would make unreasonable demands?" Old Antique suddenly asked after a moment of silence in the car.
Headmaster Chen frowned. "Looks like you've noticed it too."
"The Sun family is in trouble?"
"It should be big trouble." Headmaster Chen nodded. "For Sun Yiyuan to be in such a desperate situation, it must have a lot to do with Lotus Sun."
"Yes, but I have another question."
"Speak."
"What exactly is Sun Yiyuan's strength?"
"Sun God," Headmaster Chen asked.
"On the same level as the ten generals?" Old Antique was astonished.
It was no wonder that Old Man Sun was fearless when facing the Sword Saint.
Old Antique.
…
On the other side, Wang Ling was sitting cross-legged on his bed barefoot, trying his best to figure out why his eyelids had twitched so wildly in the afternoon. Then, his mind was filled with the image of Old Man Sun's benevolent face that hid a dagger behind his smile.
Sure enough … his visit to Lotus Sun the day before yesterday had created a butterfly effect, causing trouble to keep coming. But he had already checked Lotus Sun with the King's Eye, and there wasn't anything wrong with her body, nor was she cursed, so he didn't really understand why Old Man Sun was so nervous.
Some of the words of Jianghu charlatans could be ignored. If one were to take it too seriously, the one who would get hurt would be himself.
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Lotus Sun was Old Man Sun's only granddaughter, so it was understandable that the old man doted on Wang Ling. Wang Ling had felt this intergenerational doting before from Old Man Wang.
Old Man Wang was already suffering from dementia, but he still remembered to bring Wang Ling fruit. He had ridden a tricycle from the village little by little to the entrance of the villa – this had shocked Wang Ling so much that he felt he would never forget it for the rest of his life.
…
It was Father Wang who cooked tonight.
It was less than a month before the due date, and Mother Wang needed peace and quiet to nurse the baby, so Father Wang obediently took over the housework, including washing and cleaning, and even cooking.
But the problem was that Father Wang had never cooked before …
So the night before, Mother Wang had personally come to talk to Wang Ling. She didn't ask for anything else, and only asked him to enlighten the kitchen utensils in the house so that Father Wang's enthusiasm for cooking wouldn't be dampened.
Wang Ling was an obedient child, so he would naturally do as Mother Wang wished.
So the dishes that Father Wang brought out tonight indeed looked pretty good, but they were all made with the effects of "legendary kitchen utensils." With these utensils in hand, even someone who didn't know how to cook would look like a female live streamer with a beauty filter.
Sour shredded potatoes, spicy boiled fish, grandma's braised pork, steamed tendon meatballs, mixed salad vegetables …
"It tastes good!" Mother Wang picked up some with her chopsticks, a happy smile on her face.
"Oh my god, is that true or not? This is my first time cooking, and I just followed the steps in the video. I never thought I'd be so talented. "Father Wang was also astonished by his own skills.
At that moment, Wang Ling looked at the pots, bowls, ladles, spoons, and spatulas that he had enlightened … according to the feedback from the King's Eye, the durability of these utensils had already dropped to 1/99 …
Wang Ling sighed endlessly in his heart as he ate the dishes that were almost identical to those made in restaurants. It was a good thing that Father Wang had later become a web novelist, otherwise he would have definitely been a good seedling to become a nuclear bomb … He had only made one meal, but the utensils that he had personally enchanted had almost been scrapped; it was clear how astonishing Father Wang's destructive power was.
Father Wang had a habit of turning on the TV to listen to the news when he ate.
As soon as the channel switched to True Central Channel 1, the dignified and well-dressed female anchor suddenly received an urgent document from the side. The female anchor's face was calm and collected, reflecting her extremely high professionalism. "Next, we'll broadcast an urgent news."
"Songhai city has just cracked a case of impersonating a killer, and the suspect, Ke XX, is currently being urgently interrogated at Songhai First Prison. It is reported that Ke XX has plotted a number of criminal professional assassinations, and impersonated the leader of the killer world to issue challenges everywhere to illegally earn high challenge fees … "
Mother Wang looked at the news in amazement. "Since when does True Central TV speak up for the killer world nowadays …"
Father Wang smiled. "Honey, you don't understand. I heard that after Shadow Stream was taken down, the killer world started to turn over a new leaf, and has worked with the cultivation police to solve a number of cases in the last few months. "
Mother Wang tsked. "The boss of the killer world is really weird!"
Wang Ling: "…"
You're the big boss!
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