Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

In the video, it is a dinner plate with four dishes and one soup, and half of the food has been eaten.

A person's character and style of behavior can be seen in the details.

Judging from eating half of the meal, the young professor is a calm and self-sufficient person.

In addition to a dinner plate with four dishes and one soup, there is a white shirt below the chest. Two crystal buttons reflect a touch of light.

The young professor should be at the foot of the wall in the cafeteria at this time, because there is no one around.

She discovered that young professors really never plan the location of classes.

It may be that he didn't take class seriously at all.

The only thing worthy of recognition is that the young professor is very punctual.

As long as the class time is up, no matter where he is, he will turn on the computer on time for class.

Now, even during dinner time, he will turn on the computer for class.

She felt bad for digestion after eating and going to class.

And it’s easy to spew rice while eating and attending class.

Qin Shu put on the Bluetooth headset and said something.

[Teacher, you still have to finish the meal first and then make a summary. I can wait for a while and don't worry. 】

After Qin Shu finished speaking, he waited for the young professor to reply, and then went to look at the information.

Before Qin Shu's words came to an end, the young professor took a bite of the meal, probably because he could not speak with food in his mouth.

After a while, the young professor said.

[It is up to you to summarize what you have learned during this time. 】

After the young professor finished speaking, he continued to eat, his fingers with distinct knuckles, and the gesture of holding food with chopsticks was elegant and expensive.

Even if you can't see the face, you can guess that his food looks good.

Qin Shu was stunned for a few seconds, she was the one who summarized it?

Isn’t it the teacher who usually summarizes it?

After a while, she looked at the young professor who continued to eat in the video. She suddenly understood why he did not avoid class time when he was eating.

Because he doesn't need to talk, it is her who needs to talk, he just needs to listen with his ears.

This should be calculated in advance, right?

The young professor said so, and Qin Shu was not hypocritical. She thought for a while, and then listed the key points she had learned during this time.

When she finished, the young professor had finished eating too.

In the video, suddenly a slender hand stretched out and took the dinner plate away. His fingers were slender and slender, obviously not the hands of the young professor.

The young professor took out a paper towel and wiped the oil stains on the corners of his mouth. His movements were elegant and expensive.

Then I heard the young professor say.

[Not bad. 】

The voice is cold.

Immediately the video went black, and this summary class was over.

There is no unnecessary nonsense.

It is very appropriate to describe him with cold words.

Qin Shu closed the laptop and hugged it back to the classroom.

So at the same time

Qin Family

The phone calls ringing, one after another.

In Mu Lan's ears, it was like a reminder.

Today is the day of auction.

Because she signed a contract with the auctioneer.

The content of the contract is that as long as the Linhai villa can be sold at a sky-high price, she has to pay the auctioneer's commission more.

But there is also a clause in the contract that if one party breaches the contract, a huge amount of liquidated damages will be paid.

Now Linhai Villa is no longer in her hands.

It took more than ten years to save her small vault.

It was simply her life to pay the auctioneer in this way.

It was Qin Shu's little **** who killed her by poisoning her.

She didn't have to pay liquidated damages, and Linhai Villas could sell at sky-high prices.

After the phone's ringing stopped, a series of door bells rang.

Dingdong~

Mu Lan's scared legs are soft, isn't she looking for her door?