Three days later, Meng Lanting followed Professor Zhou back to Shanghai from Suzhou.
After saying goodbye to his companions, he went back and unexpectedly found that there were two uninvited guests sitting in the Zhou family's living room.
Yang Wenchang and Zhang Kuifa, commanders of the Military Police Headquarters, came to visit, and Mrs.
Zhou accompanied them.
Seeing Meng Lanting follow Professor Zhou into the door, not only Yang Wenchang and Zhang Kuifa looked happy, but Mrs.
Zhou also felt relieved.
While the two of them were respectfully meeting Professor Zhou, Mrs.
Zhou took the opportunity to help Meng Lanting carry her luggage and followed him into the room.
She whispered: "They came here at noon.
They asked me when you would be back.
I said you were here at noon."
The train will return in the evening.
If they don’t mind, they can stay and wait.”
"I was just being polite, but I didn't expect them to take it seriously.
I even made them snacks after sitting there all afternoon."
Mrs.
Zhou's inherent impression of the Military Police Headquarters could not be completely eliminated, and her tone was a bit complaining.
"These two people brought a lot of things.
They were very polite, but they were a bit stupid.
I didn't know how many times they reminded me secretly, but they just didn't leave.
They asked you what they wanted, but they didn't say anything."
Professor Zhou had already entered the study, and Meng Lanting came out of the room to greet the two of them.
Yang Wenchang quickly stood up from his chair, with a smile on his face, and after saying a few words, he said: "Miss Meng, I am here today to represent the two thousand officers and soldiers of the Military Police Headquarters to express my highest gratitude to Miss Meng.
If it weren't for Meng With Miss’s help, our Military Police Command would not have been able to obtain such an honor.”
Just as Meng Lanting was about to speak, Zhang Kui unfolded a large piece of red paper with a bold stroke on the side.
The three words "Letter of Thanks" were written eye-catchingly with a brush on the top.
The bottom was densely packed with signatures from the night school students of the Military Police Regiment.
"Ms.
Meng, please see this is the collective signature of our military police.
If they weren't worried that too many people would affect Miss Meng, they would all have come together."
Zhang Kuifa handed over the red paper with both hands.
Meng Lanting paused, took it, put it away, thanked him, and humbled himself.
Yang Wenchang added: "I heard from Staff Feng that Miss Meng decided not to teach the night school in our headquarters.
Staff Feng was very considerate of this and specifically told me that Miss Meng had worked hard in teaching and told me not to bother Miss Meng anymore.
But Miss Meng doesn’t know something, please take a look.”
Zhang Kuifa immediately took out another piece of paper from his briefcase.
This is an official document with a bright red seal.
"Ms.
Meng, please take a look.
This is a document just issued to all provincial and municipal government departments today.
It requires all departments to attach great importance to the importance and necessity of night school learning, use their spare time to promote new trends, remove old disadvantages, and improve themselves.
Among them. , our headquarters is ranked among them as a role model, and brother departments will come to learn from it in the near future."
Zhang Kuifa said.
Yang Wenchang continued: "Ms.
Meng, to be honest, at this critical moment, this news is like a thunderbolt in my head.
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If Miss Meng does not come, what will happen to my night school class?
My brothers in the gendarmerie will be even more guilty when they find out.
I'm afraid I am too rude and stupid, This is what made Miss Meng want to leave.
This is why I paid a special visit today.
I implore Miss Meng, for the sake of education, to consider continuing to teach the night school of our military police regiment.
What an honor” "Ms.
Meng, please look again" With a "hurrah", Zhang Kuifa did magic and once again unfolded a red paper of the same size as the first one towards Meng Lanting.
However, the calligraphy on the top became "Petition", and the bottom was also densely packed.
Many people's names were signed.
"Ms.
Meng, this is a petition from all the officers and soldiers of our military police regiment.
With the utmost sincerity, we implore Miss Meng to reconsider."
Mrs.
Zhou on the side was dumbfounded by the sets of things Zhang Kuifa took out from his bag.
When Meng Lanting was silent, a voice came from behind: "Lanting, it's rare for them to study diligently.
Your class has proved to be of great benefit to them.
I suggest you consider continuing to teach.
If the department is too busy, I will help You adjust the curriculum.”
Professor Zhou had glasses on his nose and a book in his hand.
He opened the door and stood at the door and said.
"Yes, Professor, you are absolutely right.
Thank you very much for your understanding and support."
Yang Wenchang was grateful and nodded.
Professor Zhou nodded, took the book, closed the door and went in again.
"Miss Meng" Yang Wenchang and Zhang Kuifa looked at Meng Lanting carefully.
Meng Lanting thought of his response to Feng Kezhi that night when he proposed to terminate his coaching, and felt extremely depressed.
He could only nodded and said, "Thank you to the officers and soldiers of the Military Police Regiment for recognizing me.
Okay, I can try again."
Give it a while and see.”
Yang Wenchang and Zhang Kuifa were overjoyed, as if they were afraid that she would change her mind again, they looked at each other, and immediately stood up from the chair they had been glued to all afternoon, and said goodbye to Mrs.
Zhou, regardless of Mrs.
Zhou chasing after them to get their things.
Walk, as fast as flying, and in a blink of an eye the person is gone.
After Yang Wenchang and Zhang Kuifa left, that night, while Meng Lanting was sorting out the meeting minutes for Professor Zhou over the past few days, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became.
After finally finding a chance to avoid it, he knocked on the door again.
I'm angry at him for being shameless, and even more angry at myself for being a soft-spoken person who always cares about things and can't do whatever I want and say the same thing.
He clearly knew that it was Feng Kezhi's instigation, but he couldn't lose his face and couldn't refuse outright.
I was so angry that I felt so full the next day that I went to school listlessly.
Passing by the open space selected as the site for the construction of the new library, I saw a group of workers building a shed nearby.
I knew that the ground would be broken soon.
It attracted many students, who stood there and talked about it.
Meng Lanting walked past without looking away and went to the office.
Mrs.
Hu and others have arrived and are sitting in their seats, doing things and chatting.
Seeing Meng Lanting coming, Mrs.
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Hu said that she didn't look well.
Meng Lanting said that he slept a little late last night.
Mrs.
Hu told her to drink more hot water with concern.
"The dean of the school is collecting names for the new library from the whole school.
When the time comes, we will select a few and ask Miss Zhong to make the final decision.
From now on, Miss Zhong's name will be associated with our huge library, which is really beautiful.
"Ms.
Ding continued chatting with a bit of envy in her tone.
"Not only is Miss Zhong a good singer, she is also rich.
It is rare that she is willing to do such a good deed."
Another wife said.
Mrs.
Hu couldn't help but sneered: "You don't know yet?"
Her tone immediately aroused the curiosity of Ms.
Ding and others, and they immediately asked about the hidden secret.
Mrs.
Hu said: "No matter how rich Ms.
Zhong is, how can she afford such a huge sum of money?
There are rumors everywhere that the money was actually paid by the Ninth Young Master of the Feng family."
Everyone suddenly understood and nodded: "Let me just say, how could Miss Zhong donate so much money?
It's not surprising if this is the case."
"The Ninth Young Master of the Feng family just spent a lot of money on her, but he actually thought so carefully about earning a good name for her."
"Miss Meng, didn't Mr.
Feng set up a scholarship for your mathematics department?
I heard that you also teach night classes at the Military Police Headquarters.
You should know more about Mr.
Feng than we do, right?"
Meng Lanting stopped the pen in his hand, raised his head and smiled and said: "Master Feng is enthusiastic about helping students.
As a thank you, Professor Zhou sent me to teach there temporarily.
I don't know him much better than you do."
"Class is about to start.
I'll go first."
Amidst the regretful voices of female colleagues, Meng Lanting took the lesson plan, stood up and left the office.
The day went by in a bit of a state of disbelief.
After I went back in the evening, I had to go to night school in the evening, so I cheered up and made preparations.
Feng Kezhi did not show up, and the person who came to pick her up was Lao Yan.
Lao Yan said that his aunt and his wife were leaving Shanghai tomorrow morning, and there was a banquet in the evening.
He called the Ninth Young Master there, so he picked up Meng Lanting on his behalf.
Lao Yan came a little earlier, and Meng Lanting arrived at the military police headquarters earlier than usual, with twenty minutes left before class.
Yang Wenchang was also there, taking Meng Lanting in and taking her to the office that was specially designed for her to rest in.
Meng Lanting asked Yang Wenchang to help himself, sat down by himself, and silently reviewed what he was going to say in the evening.
Seeing that there were only ten minutes left before class, he planned to go there early.
I got up and came out.
When I passed the nearby water room, I heard the voices of several military policemen talking in front of a row of faucets.
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"Hurry up, I just saw that Miss Meng has arrived.
I went to the office and quickly washed my face and hands before going to class.
Don't say I'm late.
Last time, Young Master Dong sat there covered in sweat after running for exercise.
Secretary Zhang heard about it.
I arrived and the money was deducted.”
"Alas" the other gendarme sighed.
"I'm born stupid.
No matter how well Ms.
Meng teaches me, I still listen to the scriptures.
Fortunately, I have money to take, so I just think of it as making extra money."
Meng Lanting was startled and stopped.
"Hey, what do you mean, isn't Miss Zhong the girlfriend of Chief Feng?
Chief Feng is pursuing Miss Meng now.
What does this mean?"
"You are stupid.
You don't even know how someone with a family background like Chief Feng could possibly marry Miss Zhong and make Miss Zhong your lover.
Miss Meng is the wife of the family."
Several people made a sound of envy.
"Zhu Biao, why didn't you say anything?
You won the first place in the competition.
Chief Feng kept his word.
He booked a Daxin bookstore a few days ago.
I heard that you didn't go.
You're stupid.
I didn't even bother to go even if I wanted to."
"He is different from us.
He will be someone who will do great things in the future."
Several people made fun of Zhu Biao, turned off the faucet and hurried to the classroom.
Suddenly, they saw Meng Lanting standing on the roadside.
They were all startled, stopped and looked at each other.
Someone coughed, and several people called Miss Meng and ran away.
"Zhu Biao, you stay" Meng Lanting shouted.
Zhu Biao stopped and watched Meng Lanting walking towards him, staring at the ground, not daring to look at her.
"What did you mean by what you just said?"
Meng Lanting asked pleasantly.
Zhu Biao's face immediately turned red: "Miss Meng, I didn't go to Dah Sing Academy."
"I'm not asking about this," Meng Lanting smiled, "I just heard what you said about paying for classes and deducting money.
What does that mean?"
Zhu Biao said: "Miss Meng, I really can't say."
"If you have concerns, let me ask you.
If it's right, just nod."
Zhu Biao seemed to be relieved and nodded.
Meng Lanting thought for a moment and asked, "Did your Chief Feng pay you to come to my class?"
Zhu Biao finally nodded, glanced at Meng Lanting's face, and quickly said: "Miss Meng, don't be sad.
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We were not very happy at first, but then we were willing.
Now even if Chief Feng doesn't pay, I will come."
I took your class and I really learned a lot of things that I didn’t know before.”
Meng Lanting nodded with a smile: "Thank you Zhu Biao.
You can go, I'm fine."
Zhu Biao bowed to her and hurried away.
Meng Lanting stood there, lost in thought for a moment, and Zhang Kuifa came over: "Ms.
Meng, are you here?
I just went to the office to pick you up, but you were nowhere to be seen."
Meng Lanting came back to his senses, smiled, and walked over.
Meng Lanting finished the class according to the prepared lesson plan.
Accompanied by Zhang Kuifa, he returned to the lounge and was about to pick up his bag and leave.
When he was about to arrive, he heard a woman yelling in front of him.
"Isn't it good that this is that woman's room?
That shameless thing used to be out there messing around with women, but now he's fine.
He thought he was about to be promoted, so he became bolder and even brought people to the headquarters.
What kind of night school teacher did you think you could hide from me?
Where is she?
I'm your commander's wife.
Who dares to stop me?
Let me go.
I want to go over."
Meng Lanting stopped.
Not far ahead, just outside the office door, several guards were stopping a woman in cheongsam from coming over.
The woman was very angry.
She raised the leather bag in her hand, hit the person in front of her randomly, and screamed at the top of her lungs.
Secretary Zhang was shocked, glanced at Meng Lanting quickly, ran up in a hurry, and shouted: "Mrs.
Yang, what nonsense are you talking about?
Hurry up, why don't you please get out of here?"
The guards were initially wary of her identity and did not dare to use force.
After receiving the order, they immediately lifted Mrs.
Yang up and quickly sent her out.
Mrs.
Yang struggled desperately, but she managed to break free.
She turned around and saw Meng Lanting.
She was furious, pointing in her direction, stamping her feet and yelling: "I saw you, don't run away, you are such a little vixen."
"Shut up" After Yang Wenchang heard the news, he hurried over and saw that his wife had followed him here and was talking nonsense to Meng Lanting.
He was so frightened that his face turned pale.
He stepped up, covered his wife's mouth, and dragged her with all his strength.
When he was about to go out, his wife retorted and bit her wrist.
He suddenly became furious and slapped her hard in the face with a "pop" sound.
Yang Wenchang was usually henpecked, especially after he was caught stealing sex.
In the past few years, whenever his wife had an attack, he did not dare to take a breath.
Today, it became so vicious.
Mrs.
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Yang was not expecting it, so she covered her burning penis.
Face, take a look at the waist figure in the corridor The young female teacher, who could produce water just by pinching her, had red eyes, screamed, and rushed over to fight her husband.
Yang Wenchang grabbed her and lowered her voice: "You stinky bitch, you know who she is." , Listen to the wind and it will be rain, you dare to come here to make trouble."
Mrs.
Yang had never seen her husband so vicious, so she was frightened, but she was filled with resentment in her heart.
While beating Yang Wenchang, she burst into tears.
She heard her husband say in her ear: "This Miss Meng, she belongs to the ninth son of the Feng family."
Man.
It was Mr.
Ninth who brought her here to attend classes.
You are so damn tired of living, do you want to drag me to death?"
Mrs.
Yang stopped crying immediately, glanced at Meng Lanting, then looked at her husband's eyes, shuddered, quickly wiped away her tears, wiped her hair carelessly, and didn't even have time to find the missing shoe.
He rushed to Meng Lanting one step at a time, with a flattering smile on his face, and he kept bowing to apologize.
"Oh Miss Meng, it's all my fault.
I'm blind.
You're talking nonsense, Miss Meng.
Don't argue with me."
With a "pop" sound, Mrs.
Yang slapped herself hard again.
Meng Lanting felt that his eyes were full of absurd things.
From paying the military police to attend their classes, to renting out the halls at Dah Sing College.
From the library with Miss Zhong's name on it, to the commander's wife who was first arrogant and then respectful.
She suddenly felt like laughing, but she really couldn't make a smiling expression.
"Ms.
Meng, it's a misunderstanding.
It's really a misunderstanding.
Don't be offended."
Yang Wenchang also quickly followed up to apologize.
Meng Lanting nodded, took his things, and turned around.
Feng Kezhi was wearing a suit and leather shoes tonight, and he was very elegant.
Countless people at the scene wanted to chat with him, so he stole the show.
A pretty female secretary named Manli who came from the Nanjing Foreign Affairs Department glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.
Finally, she brought a cocktail to him and took a sip herself.
Leaving a faint red lip mark, she slowly handed the wine glass to him.
"Mr.
Feng, I always feel that this glass of wine doesn't taste quite right.
Please taste it for me."
Feng Kezhi took it and smelled it: "With Miss Manli's lip fragrance in the wine, the taste will naturally be different."
Miss Manli's eyes rolled, and she covered her mouth with a sweet smile: "They all say that the Ninth Young Master is a charming and suave man.
It's not as good as meeting him to be famous.
It's really bad.
My car has broken down.
I'll finish it later.
How about I trouble you, Mr.
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Feng, to give me a ride?"
Feng Kezhi smiled and said, "I'm afraid I won't have this honor tonight.
If Miss Manli really can't find anyone who can take you back, I suggest taking a rickshaw outside.
It's also very convenient."
Miss Manly paused.
Feng Kezhi put the wine glass back into her hand and turned away.
At this time, a waiter hurriedly caught up and said he had his emergency number.
Feng Kezhi came to the phone room, picked up the phone casually, and said: "Who is this?"
"Mr.
Feng is in trouble.
Something happened."
Secretary Zhang's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"What's up" Feng Ke was stunned.
"The commander's wife came over in the evening and went crazy.
Miss Meng was probably offended."
Before Feng Kezhi finished listening, he threw away the phone and turned around.
"I suspect that Ms.
Meng also knows about the fact that you paid the military police to go to class."
"Hey Mr.
Feng, are you still listening?"
"" The phone hung offline, hanging from the table, dangling in mid-air.
Secretary Zhang was still feeding him through the receiver, but Feng Kezhi had left the room and walked away quickly. gd1806102: