Shocking the World: Starting from Rural Teachers

"That person's name is Xue Qiang?"

In the office on the top floor of Tengyun Building in downtown Jinyuan, Xing Jian knelt on the ground, and the middle-aged man standing opposite looked at him coldly.

An old man with white beard and hair was sitting behind the executive desk.

Holding a delicate small hammer made of gold in his hand, he concentrated on smashing walnuts.

"The name Xue Qiang seems to have been heard somewhere."

The middle-aged man took a few steps back and forth, and suddenly remembered: "By the way, the teacher from Taoyuan Middle School was very popular a while ago."

"He is our class teacher now."

A teenager sat on the sofa not far away, took off his earphones, and just finished drawing a girl's pattern on the notebook in his hand.

It was Ma Zulong, a student in Class [-], Grade [-].

"A high school teacher killed my Thunder squad of more than 40 people?"

The middle-aged man's face was full of disbelief: "That's what I spent a lot of money on training! The combat power is comparable to special forces, so it's so vulnerable?"

"Dad, Mr. Xue seems to be very good at fighting."

Ma Zulong said with a smile: "I saw him break the chair leg with his bare hands. The chair leg is made of stainless steel."

"Clap!"

The old man smashed a walnut with a hammer.

Looking at the walnut skins and kernels scattered on the table, a regretful expression appeared on his face: "Why is it so difficult to peel off a whole walnut kernel?"

"Father, let me handle this matter."

The middle-aged man said to the old man: "I will definitely get that money back, and that teacher named Xue Qiang, I will not let him go!"

"It's just over 200 million, which is nothing to our Ma family."

The old man put down the hammer, and said slowly: "However, it's too embarrassing to have stumbled. The two boys Yang Zhenbang and Lin Zhengfan knew about it, so why don't you laugh at our Ma family's incompetence?"

"Father said so."

With a shameful expression on his face, the middle-aged man walked to the golf bag beside him, took out a club and weighed it in his hand.

Slowly walked back in front of Xing Jian, held the club with both hands, and swung it vigorously on Xing Jian's head.

"Oh!"

Xing Jian's eyes widened suddenly, his head was thrown to the side, driving his upper body, and fell heavily to the ground.

A large area of ​​blood flowed out, staining the carpet red.

"Trash, my Ma family's face has been completely lost by you!"

The middle-aged man threw away his cue and waved: "Carry him out!"

Several men in uniform ran over, rolled up Xing Jian with a carpet and carried him away.

"Grandpa, Dad, can Teacher Xue leave it to me?" Ma Zulong suddenly said with a smile.

The middle-aged man is Ma Zulong's father, Ma Shechang, the president of Tengyun Capital.

And that old man is Ma Shechang's father, Ma Zulong's grandfather, and Ma Jianye, chairman of the board of Tengyun Holdings.

"here you are?"

Ma Shechang looked at his son who was a bit weird.

As the eldest grandson of Ma's family and the future heir, Ma Zulong has shown no interest in doing business since he was a child.

On the contrary, he is very fascinated by art, and is keen on classical music and painting.

"After all, he is my class teacher." Ma Zulong said quietly: "I think this person is quite interesting, and I want to play with him."

"How do you want to play?" Ma Shechang asked.

"Well, I haven't thought about it yet."

Ma Zulong pouted slightly, looked at the girl in the book, and said softly, "However, I chose an appetizer."

"Let Xiaolong do it."

Ma Jianye picked up a hammer and knocked down another walnut: "Xiaolong is not young anymore, let Xiaolong take care of the family affairs appropriately."

"Yes."

Ma Shechang nodded in response.
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Xue Qiang's prestige in Taoshu Village increased once again by eliminating those thugs who collected the bills.

In the eyes of the villagers, the status is almost the same as that of the Bai family.

"Xiaoqiang, do you think those people will come?"

The Bai family was a little worried. This group of people entered the village and injured dozens of villagers. If Xue Qiang's fighting power was not so terrifying, more villagers might be injured.

Moreover, those villagers who owed debts in the dark are always in danger of being arrested.

"This time they have suffered a lot, so they should not dare to come."

Xue Qiang said: "If you come again, Uncle Bai, give me a call and I'll be right back."

"Oh, Xiaoqiang, I really saw you right!"

The Bai family felt fortunate for a while that they had chosen Xue Qiang as their son-in-law.

Otherwise, in today's situation, I really don't know what to do.

"With me here, you can relax." Xue Qiang said relaxedly.

At this time, the tailor came to the door, measured the size for Xue Qiang and Bai Cui, chose the style, and ordered the wedding dress.

In case those guys made a comeback, Xue Qiang stayed an extra night.

I originally planned to go back on Sunday afternoon, but temporarily changed to go back early on Monday.

Fortunately, nothing happened these two days, and the village gradually returned to calm.

Xue Qiang woke up early on Monday, drove back to Jinyuan and went directly to school.

"Eh?"

Xu Jianbo found that Xue Qiang didn't change his clothes, but was still wearing the Friday outfit, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xue also said that he was resting at home on weekends. Where did he go to play?"

"Ha, something happened and I took a long trip."

Xue Qiang said casually, waiting for the class time to arrive, picked up the lesson plan and went to the classroom.

After two days of recuperation, Xia Jian, Ye Chen, Deng Zhiqiu, and An Fuping's injuries also healed a lot.

The gash on Xia Jian's cheek has scabbed over, and he still looks like he hasn't woken up.

Ye Chen and the others still had some bruises on their faces, and the swelling had not completely subsided.

"How was your first weekend of school?"

Xue Qiang glanced around for a week and asked with a smile.

"Ha, it's very happy, and it's a happiness that Teacher Xue can't imagine."

An Fuping said with a smile, touched the wound at the corner of his mouth, and hummed in pain.

"Indeed, I'm just a teacher of the people, and the happiness of rich people can't be imagined."

Xue Qiang glanced at the lesson plan that was brought over immediately: "In this class, um, we will take chemistry."

There is no fixed schedule, and the classes are drawn by lottery.

Anyway, the group of second-generation ancestors in the audience didn't attend the lectures, and sat there wondering where they went.

After class, Xue Qiang picked up the lesson plan and was about to leave when Xia Jian trotted up to him.

"Teacher Xue, I want to add you on WeChat!" Xia Jian said with a smile.

"Okay, no problem."

Xue Qiang took out his mobile phone: "You scan me."

At this time, Yang Qinglu walked into the classroom.

"Hey, Teacher Yang, do you want to add a WeChat too?"

Xue Qiang just added Xia Jian, and shook the phone at Yang Qinglu.

"Uh, then, okay, ah, okay."

Yang Qinglu's reaction was very strange, several emotions changed in an instant.

After adding WeChat, Xue Qiang said: "Mr. Yang, you are in class!"

out of the classroom.

Yang Qinglu stood on the podium, feeling a little complicated.

Yang Qing didn't show well this weekend.

"Sister Lulu, your dark circles are so heavy!"

Lin Beiyi, who was sitting in the first row, asked in a low voice with concern: "Is there no rest?"