Deliberately attack

Chapter 394

Tang Yili had already refused to be a teaching assistant for Townsend, and she didn't think there was anything to talk about.

But Townsend mercifully imposed new conditions.

"I know that you are very dissatisfied with my lack of pay, so I decided to provide you with a work-study job. I will give you 20 euros per class hour. Do you think it is okay?"

Tang Yili looked at Townsend, a little puzzled.

Tang Yili once heard James say that a part-time job at McDonald’s in Paris is 15 euros per hour. James didn’t want to work part-time, but threatened Tom: If you talk coldly to me next time, I will go to the MC part-time in ESMOD school. Show your rich second-generation friends how stingy you are with your wife.

In fact, both James and Tom's family background are good. Although they are still far away from Tang's family, they are definitely wealthy families, and they don't need part-time jobs at all.

Naturally, Tang Yili didn't need it either.

However, the strange thing once again refreshed Tang Yili's cognition. She didn't expect that the reward given by Townsend was only 5 yuan higher than that of McDonald's.

"Professor, you must be joking with me." She laughed angrily.

Tang Sen thought that Tang Yili was dissatisfied with the treatment, so he took her hand, "It's not a problem if you want more, it just depends on what you can do for me."

Tang Yili seemed to be entangled by a poisonous snake, and quickly shook off the withered hand on his arm in the next second.

"Professor Townsend, what you are doing is sexual harassment, I can go to the school to complain about you!"

Townsend heard this kind of talk a lot, and he didn't take it seriously at all. He smiled and said, "Tang, do you know that ESMOD has a long history and is very strict in the selection of students. kicked out."

Tang Yili's eyes were cold, waiting for Townsend's next words.

"Tang, actually, we are the same kind of people."

He stood up and leaned over, forcing Tang Yili to take a slight step back, and continued: "I heard it just now, you found a sugar daddy outside, is this considered debauchery?"

"Is it the shame of ESMOD?"

Tang Yili retreated to the table, kicked the heel of Martin's boot on the wooden table leg, making a thud, and both of them froze at the same time.

Their bodies were only half an arm apart, and they could feel the heat in their breath. Tang Yili was a little sick of the old man's smell, so he held his breath as much as possible.

And Townsend was also intoxicated by the fact that he could appreciate Tang Yili's beauty up close.

"Tang, you are really beautiful. Has anyone told you that you look like Monica Bellucci... You have black eyes like her, and you are not as thin as other Asian women. Opium Ghost."

"Tang, how much does your sugar daddy give you? I can do it too. I am willing to pay for your beauty... As long as you become my teaching assistant and fill out a form, the school will continue to pay you. You even You don’t have to actually go to class…”

Seeing that Tang Yili was still unmoved, he was persuasive and persuasive.

"I know that your sugar daddy rented you an apartment in the Red Mansion and asked you to give up his share of the money. It may be a bit of a loss to you, so I can agree that you maintain a relationship with him at the same time..."

"This is my last concession, Tang."

Tang Yili: "..."

Tang Yili felt that it was extremely absurd, and even smiled.

People, as long as they are weak, even if they are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, the other party can smell the clues, and then come to bully you. Just think, if she is Miss Tang or Mrs. Xun, would Townsend still dare to say such a thing?
Therefore, what she misses and misses is not her past identity, but her strong self. The former strength is the blessing of other people's aura. In the future, she will rely on herself.

Tang Yili looked firmly, without revealing a trace of embarrassment, and said, "Professor Townsend, I will not agree to the request, and I am not qualified for your teaching assistant, so sorry, I have something to do, so I will go first."

Townsend was in a hurry and stopped in front of her.

"I don't understand. I'm rich, knowledgeable, and well-connected. What's not good enough to make you reject me so much?"

Tang Yili didn't know what expression to make.

You ask me what's wrong with you?

Please, tell me what's good about you? !
Compared with Xun Lang, you can be called a male creature, which is a bit of an advantage for you. In terms of height, it is only taller than Tang Yili. In terms of age, it is about the same as her biological father. As for money and connections... Tang Yili tried her best to endure , to resist the urge to roll your eyes.

Her prospective ex-husband can buy the whole of France, you little old man, let me buy you for money?

Is she out of her mind? !
calm down.

Tang Yili told himself to calm down again and again.

"There's no reason, Professor Townsend, I just don't like having a personal encounter with you."

She went over Townsend's arm and stretched out her hand to pull the handle. Townsend was still trying to grab it, but just as the sound of keys came from outside the door, it should be that another owner of the office had returned.

Townsend subconsciously took a big step back, just in time for the door, and pushed it open from the outside.

The young man who was just a lecturer, only 28 or [-] years old, saw Tang Yili coming towards him, staggered and dodged, and waited for the person to walk away, he smelled the vague embarrassment in the air.

He was full of apologies: "I'm sorry, Professor Townsend, I didn't know you had students."

Townsend smiled stiffly, sat back at his desk, and pretended to devote himself to his work.

On Thursday, it was Townsend who gave the plate-making class to the undergraduates, but Tang Yili did not show up.

Her refusal was very clear, but Townsend still had a little luck. He thought that Tang Yili would have to worry about his graduation this semester. Unexpectedly, she was still a rose with thorns. Leaving the class as soon as it said it would, and then continuing to talk about his clothing history.

Tang Yili really didn't pay attention to him!

Townsend endured it for a few days, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Finally, at the end of the term, he decided to show Tang Yili a little color, and crossed off a bunch of questions in her thesis on clothing history.

Then send an email to warn her that if she doesn't change to his satisfaction, she will fail her course this semester.

ESMOD is strict in academic study. According to regulations, students who fail a course cannot get a degree.

Clothing history is a dissertation, and there is no make-up exam for this kind of class, so after Tang Yili received the email, she was both angry and helpless.

After rejecting James and Tom's invitation to go to the countryside to celebrate the end of the semester, Tang Yili locked herself in the apartment and lit up the night, changing to the seventh edition.

Email click send.

The morning light outside leaked into the room, and it was already dawn. The gray-green tits in the city jumped on the roof of the red building opposite, and their blue-green wings reflected a shiny luster.

Tang Yili withdrew her gaze, dragged her tired body, and went to bed to hug the quilt.

She urgently needs to catch up on sleep. As for the fate of that paper, she has no time to think about it.

However, she might fail the exam, but if she doesn't sleep, Tang Yili might die.

Lying on the bed and falling asleep for a second, Tang Yili fell into darkness, and she didn't wake up until the phone rang.

"Hello?"

Tang Yili put the phone to her ear in a daze.

"Tang, it's me." I don't know where Townsend got the phone, but his old and hoarse voice came through the receiver with a hint of strangeness.

(End of this chapter)