Hello, Mr. Major General

In the eyes of He's driver, gardener and housekeeper, He Zhichu's pomp and style were particularly large. Not to mention driving doors, he rarely even made his own cart door.

The driver of the Rolls-Royce hurried out was a fat white man in his forties, but his face was red, like cooked shrimp.

He rubbed his hands, his red face turned white, and he cried uneasily, "Mr. He, let me come ..."

The driver came over to drive the door for Gu Nianzhi.

He Zhichu glanced back at him.

No one seemed strange to the others, but the driver only thought that look was cold and boneless, and the hot sunlight at the end of September in the Pontimac could not make him feel warm.

Wouldn't Mr. He fire him because he was one step behind the door?

The driver was sweating anxiously.

He has been unemployed for many years. He finally found this job three years ago. The annual salary is twice as high as the market price. The benefits are the same as for government employees. His family has had medical insurance since then. We had pension insurance for the first time, too.

He cannot afford to lose such a job!

"Mr. He!" The driver screamed begging, and his reddish face was almost wrinkled.

After getting in the car, she turned around and looked at the driver curiously, and then looked at He Chu, "Professor He?" She nodded at the driver.

He Chu's expression eased a little, and he nodded to the driver, "It's okay, she's me ... student, I'll take her in. Just park your car in the garage and wait to take her home."

The driver sighed heavily, gave Gu Nian a big smile, and bowed deeply.

Gu Nianzhi was startled, hurriedly gave way, and nodded again, "Trouble you."

The driver smirked back into the car and drove away.

Gu Nianzhi followed He Zhichu to the white colonial-style mansion of the last century.

"Professor He, is this your home? Are your parents here?" Gu Nianzhi was a little cramped.

She had been to He Chuchu's house in the suburbs of Boston, much smaller than this manor. At first glance, he was a temporary residence.

And this manor, with an ancient atmosphere everywhere, has been passed down from generation to generation. I do n’t know how many generations live here.

Gu Nianzhi thinks that this should be He's ancestral home.

Only for this reason can we explain how He Chu was able to own so many properties and so many servants at a young age.

He should belong to someone who owns old-money.

He Zhichu smiled, shook his head and said, "No, my parents are not here. This is just a temporary residence."

Such a large estate or a temporary house? !!

Gu Nianzhi really felt that the dog was beeping.

She didn't want to talk anymore, and followed He Zhichu dumbly up the stairs and into the living room.

Two rows of low-profile and expensive oak doors were pushed open by two white maids in black, white and black dresses.

On entering the door is an oval-shaped hall, facing the gate, there are two huge spiral staircases spiraling up to the upper floor.

Gu Nianzhi looked up and gave a rough look. This house is three or four floors high?

How many rooms must there be?

"Professor He, do you have a lot of people in the family?" Gu Nianzhi was still a kid, depressed for a while, and then quickly let go. He asked with a smile, "So many rooms ..." She opened her arms and almost turned A circle, "How many people can you live in?"

"I'm the only one living here." He Zhichu paused. "Teacher Wen lives in a room not far from here."

Such a large estate, of course, there is more than one main house, as well as several small buildings, scattered in all directions.

At night the lights turned on, small buildings like pearls on the green grass, surrounded by the main house in the middle.

Gu Nianzhi laughed twice, why did Assistant Professor Wen live here? Is the assistant really a maid and nanny?

At this moment, Gu Nianzhi remembered a scene that he had seen outside the C Library.

On a rainy day with heavy rain, Wen Shouyi was holding an umbrella and guarding He Zhichu and getting on the car.

She held all the umbrellas at He Chu's side, and it didn't matter that she was wet all over.

At that time, Gu Nianzhi groaned in her heart, and felt that she was not like a teaching assistant, but like He's nanny.

Now it seems that the two are indeed very close.

With this in mind, she would not matter whether she wanted to sue Wen Shouyi at random in front of He Chu.

Maybe He Chu brought her to his house at the beginning to clarify the unusual relationship between Wen Shouyi and him, so that she should not be embarrassed by Wen Shouyi anymore?

Gu Nianzhi is a little uncertain about his first three-year master's career.

Was Wen Shouyi coming to persuade her not to insist on the postgraduate course of He Chu, was it really for her good?

This is too scary ...

Gu Nianzhi shook his head and suppressed the thought.

"What are you thinking?" He Zhichu opened the refrigerator and took a watermelon smoothie and handed it to her. "If you don't understand, you can ask me, don't think about it yourself, it's not like your style. "

He Zhichu gazed at her, and a faint whisper flickered in the eyes of her peach blossoms, and he reached out and pinched a strand of hair hanging down from her face to her ears.

Gu Nianzhi stepped back hurriedly, uncomfortable with He Chu's touch.

She put down the watermelon smoothie and twisted her hands. "Professor He, are you okay? If there is nothing, please send me back. My guardian is waiting for me at home."

"... you obviously have questions, why don't you ask me?" He Chuchu took a step forward and was not allowed to flinch. "Have you never really doubted?"

"What do you doubt?" Gu Nianzhi blinked, and her long black delicate eyebrows followed. "You are my professor and mentor. You are so good to me. Why should I doubt if I am full?"

"You were just wondering why Wen Shouyi lived here, why didn't you ask?" He Zhichu's face cooled down, and he sat on the off-white brocade single sofa with one arm resting freely on the sofa armrest. He picked up Taohua's eyes and looked at her. His straight nose and thin lips showed that he was very displeased.

Gu Nianzhi lowered his head and tightened his hands tightly. "Professor He, this question has nothing to do with me. I don't want to ask."

Why does Wen Shouyi live in He Zhichu's house, and what does it have to do with her?

She is only a student of him. Is it necessary to check his net account?

"I don't care?" He Zhichu looked at Gu Nianzhi and couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or dazed. "Really nothing?"

"... As long as you abide by your professional ethics, don't be selfish." Gu Nianzhi looked up and spread his hands, with a smile on his face, extended his long right hand, and pinched his thumb and index finger together: " As a student, I dare not ask too much, and I have only so little expectation of you. "

"Only this little bit?" He Chu laughed angrily at her at the beginning, "Student Gu is really very humble and not greedy at all."

"Well, I've always been a good student with good academics and good thinking." Gu Nianzhi blushed even when he exaggerated himself.

He Chu closed his eyes and closed his eyes with one hand resting on his forehead and sitting on the sofa with his legs on the side. He did not move, and the other hand waved, "Go back, go to the garage to find the driver to take you. "

He didn't look at her, so he sent her away ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Although Gu Nianzhi was a little unhappy, he didn't show his temper before He Chu.

What kind of onion is she?

She was given a three-point color, and she really opened a dyeing workshop.

Gu Nianrui's rules said to He Chuchu: "Then I'll go, Professor Hey, goodbye." Turned away like a model student.

He Zhichu lifted his eyes and saw her back going farther and farther, no clinging, clenching his fists in both hands, and screamed again: "... read it."

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This is the first change.

The second one should be the combination of the two more, including 4600 monthly tickets plus more, around noon.

Dear friends, forgot your monthly pass and recommended ticket! muah!

o (n_n) o ~. (To be continued.)