First lady's personal tutor

Wang Yong was confused by Zhong Xin's sudden kiss.

He never thought that Zhong Xin would suddenly make such a move.

Bending down, Wang Yong's face turned red and burned to the root of his ears.

Claiming to be the king of soldiers used to see the wind and waves, he blushed in front of a little girl.

It's as red as an apple in autumn.

"Hee hee, ha ha, ha ha... Teacher Wang blushed, teacher Wang blushed!"

Zhong Xin laugh from small to large, from repression to wanton, until the eyebrows are bent.

"Mr. Wang, you are not a little virgin, are you?" Zhong Xin looked at Wang Yong with a smile and asked.

Wang Yong was furious.

Who's the little virgin? You're the virgin! When he was five years old, he was cheated that flying was a martial arts performance. Then when the new year's party rushed to perform martial arts, it had already proved to the whole world that he was not a virgin!

"Why don't you talk? Did you acquiesce? Oh, I can't see. Mr. Wang, you are still a good man. Sister, I like you better Zhong Xin is salivating and close to Wang Yong.

He was so scared that he almost fell down the stairs.

Suddenly, the heart of the clock burst out laughing.

For a long time, Wang Yongcai stopped the tired heart of the clock with his worthless dignity and started the formal class.

What happened upstairs naturally couldn't escape my favorite ears.

Listening to my sister's happy voice, the tangle in my heart is more serious.

"Dismiss or not?" Fondly in the hand absentminded looking out the window heavy night, thought.

I don't know how long later, listening to the sound of Langlang reading upstairs, that is my sister's never been serious and attentive. Zhong Yi suddenly gets up and picks up the phone.

"Hello, Dad, I'm in love."

But he called Zhong's father, Zhong Nanqiao.

"Yes, have you eaten yet? How is that going? " Zhong Nanqiao asked casually.

Zhong Yi hesitates slightly and takes a deep breath, as if determined.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I think Wang Yong is an excellent tutor. Zhong Xin likes him very much. We have no reason to dismiss a teacher who has no fault for the sake of Xu Zian. This is not respect for Mr. Gu, the recommender, but also for Wang Yong and even for our Zhong family. "

As expected, there was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

After a long time, Zhong Nanqiao said gently: "Zhong Yi, dad knows what you're thinking. Although our Zhong family has been known as an unscrupulous businessman in business all these years, they just buy at a low price and sell at a high price. They have never done anything to hurt others. This is indeed our fault. If I were your age, I would say the same thing as you. But... "

When I heard the word "but", I was disappointed. She knew that her words had been selectively ignored by her father.

"Although we don't hurt others, we can't be hurt because of others. Well, I'll go back to China immediately and deal with it myself. Don't worry, I'll make a good compensation to Mr. Wang. After all, our Zhong family owes him Zhong Nanqiao continued.

"Dad Zhongyi is angry and helpless. Want to say what, but do not know what to say, can only shout out a futile "Dad.".

"It's getting late. You can rest early. I'm going to book a flight. "

Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.

Zhong Yi pulls the receiver back to the phone and sits on the sofa.

Sometimes, even if you try hard, you can't get it back.

Just like this moment.

It's in the clock heart room on the second floor.

Wang Yong and Zhong Xin, who teach and learn, don't know what happened downstairs.

Wang Yong is carrying a book, patiently explaining to Zhong Xin.

"All Sinology can't be separated from Confucianism. All Confucianists can't get around the Analects. There are only a few Analects, but Confucius' thoughts are highly refined. It is also the cornerstone of all the Neo Confucianists of later generations, including Yangming's theory of mind. Zhao Pu of the Song Dynasty once said that he had a book, half of which could help the emperor fight the world, and the other half could help the emperor govern the world. That book is the Analects of Confucius. "

"Zhu Xi said that it is the door to the Tao and the foundation of virtue. Wen Xin Diao Long says that the Analects of Confucius has "the grace of a master, overflowing with aphorisms.". Even many modern celebrities highly praise the Analects. In 1793, France wrote Confucius' famous saying "don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself" into the French manifesto. Therefore, Wang Yong has no doubt that Zhong Xin's composition can win an excellent prize.

Maybe, it's not known that we should go further than the Excellence Award.

After chatting with Zhong Xin again, Wang Yongcai left downstairs.

When Zhongyi sent Wang Yong out, he seemed to be more absent-minded, which made Wang Yong have to doubt whether she was her great aunt.

Back home, Wang Yong quietly glanced at Enron's room. Seeing that the light was still on, he coughed and walked to Enron's door.

Knock gently, Wang Yong way: "Enron, sleep?"

"No, brother Wang. You're back! How is the teaching going? " Enron came to the door and said.

This little girl is wearing a thin pajama. Her pink and white skin is exposed at the sling. The turbulent waves are hidden under the pajama, which makes her very attractive.

Seeing Enron's moving appearance, Wang Yong couldn't help but have a bad idea of teasing her.

"Well, I'm back. Books, of course. Things can't be done overnight. Zhong Xin's foundation is too poor. We need to educate him slowly. At this stage, at the most, let her be polite in her rude words. "

"Vulgar and elegant?" Enron surprised way.

"Yes." Wang Yong nodded“ Like, how to say. I'll tell you a story, and you'll know what it means. In the school where my grandfather used to teach, two history teachers got married, and they were both second married. Two people into the bridal chamber, the woman out of a couplet for the next couplet: night attack Pearl Harbor, beauty frightened. And the male teacher thought for a moment, and immediately came up: two *, Japan and Germany surrendered. Horizontal Criticism: World War II. You said never? "

"Brother Wang, you..." Enron thought a little, and then understood Wang Yong's dirty story, and suddenly blushed.

I'm afraid that what Wang Yong said before is also nonsense, just to make fun of Enron in order to say this dirty story.

Looking at Enron's red face, Wang Yong was greatly satisfied. Haha, laughing, I can't help but grasp Enron's little hand.

Enron was startled and almost cried out.

But Wang Yong's move moved Enron.

Wang Yong put a string of beautiful Haihuang bracelets on Enron's wrist. After a long time of careful observation, he came up with two words.

"Good looking."

Enron is also like to see the heart, eyes fell on the string of beads, are unable to move.

But ignore Wang Yong has been holding her little hand things.

"It's so soft and slippery." Wang Yong, who has a lustful heart, can't help rubbing his little hand.

At last, Enron woke up, yelled, slammed the door and fled back to the house.

Wang Yong, who left a silly eye, stood at the door and walked bitterly.

Fortunately, the days are still long and there are still many opportunities for molestation. As long as the cat insists, it can't steal.

With this firm idea, Wang Yong fell asleep after washing.

And the next morning, just after morning exercise, Wang Yong received a phone call.

It's a strange number. I've never seen it.

Wang Yong connected suspiciously, and a deep middle-aged man's voice came from that end.

"Hello. Is that Mr. Wang? "

"It's me. Who are you, please Wang Yong is even more puzzled. The other party even knows himself.

"My name is Zhong Nanqiao. Zhong Xin's father. " He said.

"It's uncle Zhong. Hello. Are you looking for me

"I'm sorry, I just came back from America and haven't eaten yet. Why don't we have a morning tea and have a chat? How about waiting for you at Wagyu akumi restaurant at half past ten? " Zhong Nanqiao said very fast.

From his speaking habits, Wang Yong can feel that he is a person controlled by habits. Even if it is a consultative discourse, it will directly arrange everything according to its own meaning, so that people will not have the opportunity to refuse.

If it were someone else, Wang Yong would not go. Wang Yong is most annoyed by people with this character. They all take themselves as the role of Laozi.

But Zhong Nanqiao is nobody else. He is Zhong Xin's father. In other words, he is Wang Yong's real employer. Wang Yong had to go.

"Well, I'll be there in a minute." Wang Yong nodded and agreed.

The other side hung up with satisfaction.

Looking at the flickering screen, Wang Yong suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

This time, I'm afraid it's a Hongmen banquet intended for Peigong.