After the breakup, the wealthy and powerful man doted on me to the heavens

On Monday, Sang Yu showed up at the office on time.

Purple French silk shirt, paired with black suit pants.

Her long curly hair was tied up and she wore light makeup.

Intellectual and capable.

Everyone's eyes fell on her involuntarily and began to analyze her outfit.

The final conclusion is that good-looking people are still the most handsome in the crowd even if they wear a sack.

Sang Yu ignored those glances. They meant no harm anyway.

She is currently teaching the second grade of high school, and her teaching workload is very tight.

At the end of this semester, you must complete the required mathematics courses for high school students.

While keeping up with the schedule, we also have to take into account the students’ grades.

This tests the teacher's teaching skills.

"Teacher Sang, do you want to have physical education class today? If not, physics will be arranged."

Sang Yu shook his head, "Then arrange it for the physics teacher."

Teachers in the office have become accustomed to it. Teacher Sang is not even willing to delay the class for one minute, so how can he take up time in physical education class?

What's annoying is that the class she teaches actually has the best math scores.

This puts a lot of pressure on the math teachers in the same office, who are trying to find ways to make things easier for the students.

When there are no scheduled classes, Sang Yu prepares classes in the office.

The class bell has rang, and there is no one else in the office except her.

Suddenly the head teacher hurriedly walked in and said, "Teacher Sang, please help."

Before Sang Yu could say anything, the head teacher said loudly: "Two boys in our class had a fight. They are in the school hospital now. I want to go over there and watch them."

"so?"

"I have contacted the parents of the students. If I don't come back in time, please help me deal with it first."

Sang Yu was not surprised by this kind of thing and nodded in agreement.

After the head teacher left, she remembered that she should ask who the classmate who was fighting was.

The parents came very quickly, arriving in 10 minutes.

It's just that the situation is a little beyond Sang Yu's expectation.

The school leaders were mobilized. This was the first time Sang Yu had seen such a battle.

It seems that this parent's identity is unusual.

"Mr. Ji, classmate Fu Xun is in the school hospital right now. Do you want to go see him?"

"Need not."

The man walked into the office.

Height above 1.8 meters.

Take care of your position.

Dress casually.

There is dignity in the casualness.

It is very different from what most people think of CEOs wearing formal suits.

He walked straight to Sang Yu's desk and met her eyes, "Are you Fu Xun's class teacher?"

This is obviously not Fu Xun's biological father, because he looks like he is only in his 30s or [-]s.

"No."

Sang Yu stood up and raised his hand to motion to the empty chair in front of him, "Please sit down, the head teacher will be here soon."

Sang Yu didn't know the specific circumstances of the fight, so it was hard to speak rashly now.

The principal wiped the sweat from his forehead and motioned to the grade teacher to find the class teacher.

Do they know how precious Mr. Ji's time is, yet they actually let people sit and wait!

It would be bad if Mr. Ji gets angry.

"Mr. Ji, we will give you a satisfactory explanation of this matter."

Ji Huaichuan looked at the principal with a half-smile, "The explanation is not for me, but for the victim. What I want is for business to be done in an honest manner."

"Yes, yes, it must be business-like."

The principal only knew that the man in front of him was the school's largest shareholder. This was the first time he had contacted him, so he was a little unsure of his temper.

Now it seems that he has stepped on a thunderbolt.

Ji Huaichuan glanced at the crowd of people and said, "If I remember correctly, it's working time now."

The principal quickly signaled the people accompanying him to leave.

A new conclusion was drawn: It seems that this Ji is always a low-key master.