Reborn cannon fodder ex-wife, the chief is a henpecked husband

"Miss Wen, didn't I explain the idea for this question yesterday?"

Liu Bo looked at Wen Weiwei who was staring at the questions in front of him, and for a moment he couldn't help but want to get angry.

Wen Weiwei didn't know why her mind was blank. She had been studying for two months, but she couldn't even solve the first-year high school textbook.

Have the textbooks in high schools become more difficult? She used to be in the middle of the pack. Even Shi Yanning could pass the imperial examination and become the top scorer. It must be that Liu Bo deliberately gave her some difficult questions to embarrass her!

Listening to the annoying voice in my ear, I confirmed again that it was not my problem, it must be that this person’s teaching ability was not good enough.

What's wrong with him being a professor? It doesn't mean he can be a teacher!

Thinking of this, Wen Weiwei threw the pen in her hand and crossed her chest: "Teacher Liu, you have talked about this question, but I have no impression of it at all. Shouldn't you reflect on yourself?"

Liu Bo was so angry at Wen Weiwei's words that he fell backwards.

I wanted to say something immediately, but because of her identity, I didn't dare to say anything.

Wen Weiwei glanced at his angry but unaware expression and chuckled, "Why? Teacher Liu still thinks it's my fault?"

Liu Bo had no choice but to take a deep breath and carefully explain the solution to the problem to Wen Weiwei again.

"Miss Wen, today's class ends here. I will leave now."

Wen Weiwei put the book aside and said, "Professor Liu, I hope you won't give me questions that are beyond the syllabus anymore. Otherwise, I will tell grandpa that you didn't put your heart into it."

Liu Bo was completely infuriated by Wen Weiwei's words. He paused, packed up the documents in his hand, and strode out the door.

The housekeeper was waiting for Liu Bo outside. When Liu Bo saw him, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Since taking over this hot potato, he has re-studied his high school textbooks and spends three hours every day preparing lessons.

He didn't even study his classes in college this hard and put so much effort into it.

"Butler, I really can't be Miss Wen's tutor. Please talk to the head of the Wen family and ask for someone else."

The butler glanced at Liu Bo in front of him with drooped eyelids. Although Liu Bo was a little scared, he still straightened his back and persisted.

The housekeeper smiled and said politely: "Professor Liu, you are joking. Your ability is obvious to all of us. I will pass on your words to the head of the family. Please."

After Liu Bo left, the butler glanced at the room where intermittent piano sounds were coming from, with an expressionless face.

"Master, Liu Bo said today that he can't teach the young lady, so please find someone else."

When Wen Qingyun heard this, he said with disdain, "Waste."

"How are you doing at the piano?"

"Go home, my piano teacher said I need to practice more."

Wen Qingyun couldn't understand what was meant. "The bloodline of the Bai family is just inferior. It's totally unworthy of being on the stage."

The butler said nothing and waited quietly for instructions.

"Forget it, just have someone teach her some etiquette. This idiot is hopeless."

"What is Chen He doing recently? Call him and ask him to send the bill from the rubber factory."

"Yes,"

Chen He soon arrived at Wen Mansion.

"Dad, this is the account book."

Wen Qingyun flipped to the end and took a look at the profit. He widened his eyes and took another look.

"Why is it only this much? One hundred thousand?"

The rubber factory has invested 20 million yuan in total, but only earned 100,000 yuan this month. When can it get its investment back?

"Didn't you say that the Jin family's factory makes 20,000 a day?"

Wen Qingyun’s first reaction was that Chen He embezzled the money and falsified the accounts.

"Dad, the Jin family found a foreign equipment dealer somewhere and bought an imported equipment. They started working on the day of the auction."

"What? Why don't you know such important news?! The equipment is so huge, and you can't even see it? Are you a piece of shit?"

Chen He said nothing, but just knelt silently in front of Wen Qingyun.

"Ah? Speak!"

Chen He had no choice but to say, "Dad, the equipment was disassembled and shipped back to China, and then the engineers reassembled it."

Wen Qingyun couldn't have imagined that this was actually possible. It seemed that the Jin family had produced a capable person who could actually find someone who was proficient in foreign languages.

"Go and find out who is behind this and poach that person."

"Yes."

"You have to give everyone an explanation about the auction."

As he said that, Wen Qingyun threw the knife in front of Chen He.

Chen He picked up the knife and stabbed himself in the abdomen without hesitation, and blood soon gushed out.

"Go."

Chen He stood up slowly, as if he didn't feel any pain in his body. He responded and turned to leave.

On the way, he heard intermittent piano sounds coming from the second floor. Chen He took a look and left.

Blood quickly left a trail on the road. When they got out of the yard, a man saw this and hurriedly supported Chen He: "Brother Chen, how are you? Did the old man get angry? But this is not your fault!"

Chen He: "Go back."

"Brother Chen!"

"go back!"

The man had no choice but to help Chen He into the car, and the car drove away quickly.

"What is Wenjuan doing recently?"

The man's face flashed with disdain and resentment: "She has been dressing up gorgeously every day recently, and meeting a group of ladies for tea and shopping."

This group of brothers were fighting desperately outside, but Brother Chen was still seriously injured by the old man. It's so cruel!

The old man's daughter is still enjoying their hard-earned money and living a happy life.

"Where's Wen Weiwei?"

"The old man hired a teacher for her, saying that she would take the college entrance examination next year. There was also a piano teacher, but it seemed that both professors felt that she had no talent, so the old man asked the butler to hire an etiquette teacher."

Chen He endured the severe pain in his body. Beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead. His face was as pale as paper. Due to excessive blood loss, his consciousness began to become blurred.

"Um......"

"Brother Chen? Brother Chen?" One of them called Chen He's name anxiously, his voice full of concern and worry.

"Hurry, faster!" another person urged, his tone urgent and nervous.

“It’s already the fastest speed.”

The man driving the car replied, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, his eyes focused on the road ahead, speeding up as much as possible.

These two men have been Chen He's subordinates for many years. They have been saved by Chen He many times and are loyal to him.

At this moment, they were extremely anxious and worried about Chen He's safety.

However, at the same time, for the first time, a feeling of resentment towards Mr. Wen, their president, welled up in their hearts.

The factory's performance is not good this time, there is nothing we can do about it. Brother Chen is already trying to find a way to save it, otherwise there won't even be a profit of 100,000.

However, just because of the low efficiency, Mr. Wen actually...Brother Chen has called him dad for more than ten years!

At this moment, the two of them were filled with nothing but worry and ruthless hatred towards Old Man Wen.