Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

"That's right, but my youngest son is dead now, and my eldest son was almost killed by you. Although you brought him back safely this time, don't expect me to thank you!" Zhao Dingguo took a deep breath, and then spoke slowly.It seems that saying this sentence made him make a lot of determination.

Zhuo Yifan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words.He understood why the old guy wanted to talk to himself.The feeling is because I brought Zhao Zhengyang back.The youngest son died, if the eldest son died again, then Zhao Dingguo would collapse if he wasn't crazy.This old guy wanted to thank himself, but he couldn't say it out of face?

After thinking about it, Zhuo Yifan chuckled and said, "I have nothing to say about Zhao Zhengyang. Bringing him back is just what I should do. I didn't expect you to do anything to me because of this matter." Good idea. Different positions, we are still on opposite sides after all! I just hope that Commander Zhao can think about the consequences before doing everything!"

To put it bluntly, Zhuo Yifan's words were advice to Zhao Dingguo.Let him be a warning when he does those nasty things.As for whether Zhao Dingguo bought it, that was out of his control.

"Thank you for your reminder. In addition, I want to know, are they the ones who are going to kill my eldest son?" Zhao Dingguo snorted coldly, then squinted his eyes and asked.

"They? Actually, you shouldn't ask me this question, you should ask them. But before that, I think Commander Zhao must have his own answer in his heart, but he just doesn't want to believe it. Your youngest son is For example, in their eyes, a chess piece loses its value and can be discarded at any time. The same goes for you!" Zhuo Yifan explained disapprovingly.

"Okay, let's talk about this. I already know the answer!" Zhao Dingguo took a deep breath, then nodded with an ugly expression.

"Well, I won't bother you to go to work." Zhuo Yifan nodded, and was about to open the door to get out of the car, and retracted his body again.

Under Zhao Dingguo's surprised gaze, Zhuo Yifan took out a metal chip from under the car mat of the driver's seat, shook it in front of Zhao Dingguo, then chuckled, and put it back.

"What... what is this?" Zhao Dingguo asked with surprise.

"Well, maybe you can ask your driver. But I can tell you clearly that this is a bug. To be honest, I sympathize with you. While working hard for others, you still have to be suspected by your master." Zhuo Yi Fan chuckled, and added: "Don't worry, I used some tricks just now. The conversation between us can't be recorded. You can pretend that you don't know, or you can deal with it in your own way. It depends on your own wishes! But as a driver, I suggest you change as soon as possible!"

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Yifan opened the car door and got out of the car directly.Only Zhao Dingguo with a gloomy face was left sitting in the car.

Seeing Zhuo Yifan walk out, Zhao Dingguo's driver turned around and returned to Zhao Dingguo's car.Obviously, Zhao Dingguo had concerns.Even though he knew there was something wrong with his driver, he didn't attack immediately, and the driver still drove him and sent him away.

Zhuo Yifan chuckled, then started the car and continued to drive towards Mr. Song's villa.

"What did that person ask you for? I remember that he seems to be from the Zhao family!" Song Zixin asked with a worried expression.

"Don't worry, it's just a casual chat." Zhuo Yifan explained with a smile.However, he felt more and more sympathy for the father and son of the Zhao family.Whether it was Zhao Zhengyang, Zhao Zhengming or this old man Zhao Dingguo, they were all played and applauded by the Long family, as if they were puppets, and I don't know what they thought?How could he still sacrifice his life for that kind of family?

The car stopped at the gate of the villa where Mr. Song lived.Zhuo Yifan and Song Zixin got out of the car directly, and with the gift they had prepared in their hands, they rang the doorbell of the villa.

The guard quickly ran out and opened the door.Seeing that it was Zhuo Yifan and Song Zixin, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "It turns out that Mr. Zhuo and Miss Song are back. The chief is having breakfast. I'll take you in!"

Zhuo Yifan and Song Zixin nodded with a smile.The latter snuggled up to Zhuo Yifan's side, with a happy smile on his face, and pulled Zhuo Yifan into the villa.

"Grandpa!" After entering the villa, Song Zixin's voice sounded like a silver bell.

Mr. Song, who had just finished his breakfast at the table, had a smile on his face.Immediately, I saw Song Zixin pulling Zhuo Yifan and walking in from the outside.

"Two little guys, have you had breakfast yet?" Elder Song asked with a smile.

"I've eaten grandpa!" Song Zixin nodded immediately.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, because I've been troubled by trivial matters, I didn't have the time to pay you New Year's greetings until now, and I hope you don't take offense!" Zhuo Yifan put the gift in the living room, and then came to Mr. Song, explaining embarrassingly road.

"Old man, what am I to blame? You are doing things for the country outside, throwing your head and shedding blood, how can I blame you for such a trivial matter? I have heard from No. [-] about your performance during this time." Yes, you did a good job." Mr. Song nodded with a smile and said.

"Thank you grandpa for the compliment." Zhuo Yifan smiled embarrassedly.

"Girl Zixin, you go make a cup of tea for grandpa first, and Xiaofan and I will chat in the study!" Old Master Song stood up at this moment, and ordered to Song Zixin.

"Good grandpa!" Song Zixin agreed, and then happily ran into the kitchen.

Zhuo Yifan followed Mr. Song directly to the study.After closing the door, Mr. Song greeted Zhuo Yifan and sat down on the sofa.

"Did you come back last night?" Mr. Song asked.

"Well, I arrived in Beijing last night. I also saw Dad and No. [-]." Zhuo Yifan nodded and explained.

"I heard that you were injured at the border? Are you okay now?" Mr. Song asked with concern.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, don't you think I'm fine now? They really want to hurt me, and it's not so easy!" Zhuo Yifan chuckled approvingly.

"It's fine! This time you caught the mastermind of the London terror case and brought Zhao Zhengyang back. It can be said to be a great achievement. Should I give you that thing on the [-]st?" Mr. Song nodded in satisfaction, and immediately He asked with a smile.

Zhuo Yifan asked with a heartbeat: "Grandpa said, it should be the red medal?"

"Well, that's right! You have a red medal, which is equivalent to having a life-saving talisman in politics. Anyone who wants to attack you again has to weigh his own weight! But you must be careful not to be complacent. The red medal must play its role!" Mr. Song warned earnestly.