The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 201 The righteous Professor Wu
It is not yet an era when foreign and domestic exchanges are convenient, and English has only emerged in the past few years, and many people do not understand it.

And the conductor in front of him couldn't understand it either. After seeing the teacher's card that the man in the suit took out together, the doubts in his heart began to be dispelled again.

He turned his head to look at Song Ye, who took the initiative to join in, and asked aloud, "Young man, are you sure this thing is really not drinkable? Where did the basis come from?"

"I understand English, it's written on the back of this bottle." Song Ye also pointed to the bottle.

Immediately, the man in the suit denied it: "Impossible, you couldn't see behind the bottle at all, you were lying."

"That's right, you only took one look, how could you see the back." The man with glasses on the upper bunk also jumped out to testify.

Although he didn't know exactly what happened, but he was with the man in the suit, so naturally he had to stand by his side.

The denials of the two made everyone frown, and felt that it was unlikely that Song Ye, a half-grown child, could understand foreign language.

"Okay, let's do the injury test, and I'll pay for it." Song Ye shrugged, and calmly left this sentence, indicating that she would take care of this matter to the end.

The man in the suit was so angry that his lungs would explode. Every time he met Song Ye, his punches were like hitting cotton, which really made him feel powerless.

But now, he really didn't dare to go for the injury test.

When he was thinking hard to no avail, he remembered the identity of the sloppy male thief, so he squinted at him and said meaningfully: "If you want to go, someone may not want to go. You think everyone is like you, and you have nothing to do here with you." You are playing house."

The words were so ironic that even the conductor was a little unhappy.

"Ahem..." At this time, a muffled cough sounded from outside the crowd, and then an old and hoarse voice came in, "I understand English, show me."

When the crowd parted, Song Ye saw the old man walking in with a slightly stooped body. He was only about sixty years old, but he looked old, with bags under his eyes drooping, but he stood quite majestic in front of people.

When the train conductor saw the old man, his eyes lit up immediately, "Professor Wu, it's great that you're old, here's something I need your help with. Take a look at what this bottle is?"

While speaking, the bottle was delivered to the old man.

He looked carefully, and immediately said, "Which uneducated person drank this mouthwash?"

Mouthwash.This is the second time I heard the term. Although everyone didn't quite understand what it meant, they clearly noticed something was wrong.

"Professor, you said this is not drinkable?" The conductor asked cautiously.

"Nonsense." Professor Wu rolled his eyes at him, "This is what foreigners use to rinse their mouths and relieve pain in their mouths. If you drink it, you will definitely get sick." While speaking, Professor Wu had already spotted the pale-faced man in a suit. The two stood quite close to each other, and without even thinking about it, he stabbed each other in the stomach.

"Well……"

puff……

Following the man in the suit clutching his stomach and letting out a grunt of pain, a sound of farting came into his ears clearly. Everyone smelled the stench and turned their heads in disgust, covering their noses.

Professor Wu threw the bottle back on the table and gestured, "Well, after drinking it, it will become like this, vomiting and diarrhea."

At this moment, the man in the suit couldn't bear it any longer. He covered his butt with one hand and his mouth with the other, and rushed to the toilet after pushing away the crowd.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw the way he was twisting and clamping his buttocks.

Then, the truth finally came to light. The sloppy man who was touched in the middle of the night was cleared of his innocence, but it was still difficult to avoid the ending of fare evasion and getting off the bus.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, everyone became sleepy and went back to their seats to sleep.

"Sir, if you don't want to make up the fare, follow me to the waiting room first." The conductor apologized, but it was still business.

The sloppy man drooped his head helplessly, and when he turned around and was about to follow, Song Ye behind him spoke again.

"I'll make up for the bus ticket for him."

This time, not to mention the conductors, even the sloppy man finds it unbelievable that the two who met by chance, how can they be so stingy?
But when he saw Song Ye take out the wallet from his pocket, the sloppy man was taken aback, and then cursed hard in his heart, damn it.

"Take the ride to the capital." Two ten-yuan bills were generously handed over, and the conductor laughed, only praising the young man for his kindness.

But the sloppy man couldn't laugh, his eyes were still fixed on the wallet in Song Ye's hand.

That was the wallet that disappeared from his pocket for no reason during the body search just now.

Holding the brand-new train ticket in his hand at this moment, the slovenly man felt complicated, especially when Song Yelai said before leaving, "See you tomorrow, buddy."

Hehe, see you tomorrow.

Both the protagonists in this compartment left, and the man with glasses and the woman on the lower berth sat there daring to make a sound.

"Is there something wrong?" Song Ye looked up at the old man in front of him, and asked calmly.

As soon as the old guy stabbed the man in the suit just now, she saw the clue. The position was exactly between the stomach and the abdomen. The force was not strong, but it was like a button, which immediately made the man in the suit go into a fit.

Professor Wu was not so thoughtful, instead he changed his serious look just now, and laughed, "That's righteous enough, kid."

Song Ye was a little dazed by his smile, and didn't move for a while.

The old man sat down on her bed directly, not polite at all, "What's your name, the English on the bottle, do you really understand it or have you seen it before?"

"Song Ye." At any rate, he came forward to relieve the siege just now, and Song Ye didn't chase anyone away. With his hands folded behind his head, he leaned against the wall and explained, "It's not difficult to write English on the bottle."

"Oh? I can't tell that he is young, but he has a lot of knowledge." The old man raised a smile, and seemed to appreciate the cold young man in front of him.

Without the coercion just now, the woman on the opposite bed finally dared to speak, but she praised Song Ye, "Oh, you don't know, Song Ye is the top student in the high school entrance examination in Los Angeles this year, and has been featured in the newspaper. This kid has a good heart and is eager to help others, so he will definitely have a bright future."

When Professor Wu heard it, he was also surprised. He turned to stare at her and said, "There are really two brushes. My name is Wu Yi, and I am a university professor who happens to teach English. You can understand the English of the bottle." , to prove that the vocabulary is very solid, come on, come on, look carefully and see if you can understand the explanation?"

Seeing the bottle stretched out in front of him, Song Ye opened his eyelids, glanced at the smiling old man from the corner of his eye, and then raised his hand to take the bottle.

Just at the moment when his hand was about to hold the bottle, Wu Yi suddenly grabbed Song Ye's shoulder quickly, and grabbed her wrist with the other hand, and stroked her arm from top to bottom skillfully. over again.

(End of this chapter)