After wearing the book, she is handsome and sweet

Chapter 115 I Can Afford It, But My Phone Has No Battery

"I can afford it, but the phone is out of battery." Shi Ran still shook the phone seriously for everyone.

Jian Nanchun was impatient, and shouted hoarsely, "Go back to the classroom! Shi Ran! You! Follow me to the teaching office now!"

Shi Ran twitched his lips, then go for it.

teaching office

The thin white mist rising from the purple clay pot blurred the outline of the middle-aged man.

Wan Ye, who was sitting opposite, stretched out his hand and made a cup of tea for the middle-aged man, "Congratulations, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you have already been promoted to the teaching director."

"This is all thanks to Wan Ye for your strong financial support to me. Wan Ye will go to the Three Treasures Hall for everything. What's the matter when you come to my humble house this time?"

The teaching director stared at the purple clay teapot Wan Ye gave him, but he couldn't show that he liked it very much.

"Assuming you can think highly of me, I have now started a new project to completely defeat the surname Huo, starting with charity.

Tomorrow, my new company is doing an event at the orphanage and needs some students, so buddy, can you send me some students? "

"It turned out to be this matter." The dean held the handle of the purple clay pot and couldn't put it down. Now that he doesn't need to restrain his emotions, he agreed happily.

"Master Wan, I will definitely choose the best student in our school for you."

As soon as Wan Ye left, Jian Nanchun brought Shi Ran to the teaching office.

"Director, this student destroyed all the instruments in the music room."

Snapped!
The teaching director was so frightened by the words "all musical instruments were destroyed" that his hands slipped. The purple sand pot in his hand fell to the ground in an instant and broke, and the hot tea was still steaming in vain.

"My jug!"

The dean's eyes were wet, he stared at Jian Nanchun fiercely,
"Are you out of your mind! A student destroyed all the instruments in the music room! You should send her to a mental hospital, why send me here?"

Jian Nanchun grabbed the hem of his pale yellow dress with both hands, feeling extremely nervous, he never expected to catch up with the dean when he was in a bad mood.

"Director." She stammered, "I think the student should lose money and be expelled."

"Losing money!" The dean's eyes lit up, yes, why didn't he expect that.

The students in their No. [-] Middle School are either rich or expensive, and they will definitely make a lot of money.

The dean said earnestly to Shi Ran, "Student, what kind of work do your adults do! How much can they pay you to continue studying here?"

"I grew up in an orphanage, without parents, and lived in a slum." Shi Ran said crisply.

The dean's face turned green in an instant, he looked at Jian Nanchun and yelled,

"Teacher! Are you a monkey sent to make fun of me?
Bring me a ghetto orphan to lose money!wasting my time!Send me to a mental hospital immediately! "

Jian Nanchun's face turned yellow with fright, and he quickly bowed and apologized to the dean, "Director, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I didn't think carefully, so I'll send her to the orphanage."

The dean looked at his purple clay teapot on the ground, feeling distressed, and suddenly thought of something, "Head teacher! Wait!"

Jian Nanchun was so frightened that his legs trembled, he thought that the dean wanted her to pay for the pot, so she would be stumped today.

"There's no need to send her to a mental hospital, let her sign up for tomorrow's charity event in the orphanage."

"Ah?" Jian Nanchun opened his eyes wide.

"Each class must have one person! What? Your students are all seniors in high school. Now which student has time and is willing to participate in such boring activities as showing love, who are you willing to send in your class?"

Jian Nanchun smiled badly, "No, Director, I mean burn the time..."

(End of this chapter)