100 ways to be a scumbag boss

Xin Wuyu glanced over there.

Unfortunately, Mu Wan started talking to Jin Huan, and the girl's attention was not on him at all.

When he got closer, he realized that the child was in good condition. Yesterday, he was worried that the little girl would be scolded. He couldn't bear it and was crying secretly under the quilt.

However, having said that, he noticed that many of the students who came today looked a little depressed and had no energy at all.

The little girl walked past him.

Other children might say hello to the instructor, but she was like a precious little swan, looking straight ahead without any intention of actively greeting him.

For a moment, he felt so much concern that he choked in his throat.

Inexplicably, some emotions arose in my heart that I couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or grievance.

He worked hard until about two o'clock in the morning last night, downloading all the posts about her in the forum, and then he fell asleep for some reason. When he woke up in the morning and logged in again, there were not as many people discussing it as before.

In fact, Xin Wuyu was more worried about what bad students would do to the little girl if they recognized her in school than she was being raped online.

So much so that this morning, whenever he took a break, his attention would subconsciously fall on her side to prevent Shen Jinhuan from being bullied.

but......

After watching for a whole day, I didn't notice anything strange.

Except for a few boys who had a crush on her and would occasionally come up to show their courtesy, there was no one who was looking for trouble. It was as if someone had taught all those who had no moral integrity overnight!

......

Zhou family ancestral hall

The wooden door of Huanghuali Grille was closed tightly.

From time to time, a man's shrill screams could be heard inside.

Since the night fell last night.

Zhou Junning seemed to be possessed. At first he just closed his eyes and slapped himself in the mouth, but then he knelt on the ground and said, "I was wrong."

But he kept his eyes closed the whole time, which frightened the nanny at Zhou Junning's house.

I called Mr. Zhou overnight.

After the Master arrived, he immediately moved the people to the Zhou Family Ancestral Hall.

It was said that he hoped to use the kindness of his ancestors to help Zhou Junning relieve some of his pain.

Outside the ancestral hall, many people stood scattered.

A well-maintained beautiful woman’s eyes were swollen from crying.

The middle-aged man standing next to her frowned so hard that he could pinch a fly to death.

"I only have one son. If something happens to him, none of you will be able to live well!"

Zhou Junning's father, Zhou Yang, slapped the main hall where the tribute was presented!

"The Master has already gone to see us. What's the point of being anxious? What's the point of getting angry at us? What's the point of showing off your authority?"

Not everyone is used to Zhou Junning's father.

Look, someone is sarcastic.

"If it weren't for me, I wouldn't be where you are today!"

"Zhou Yang, you are just relying on the fact that you are a distant relative who is out of reach of Zhou Duzhang. However, in the past few years, our team has relied on the fact that these brothers and children in the family are promising! What does it have to do with you?"

"Zhou Feng, you are determined to go against me today, aren't you?"

The person called Zhou Feng did not answer Zhou Yang's words, but just gave him a firm roll of the eyes.

"Zhou Feng, you will regret it!"

Both inside and outside of these words, every word is full of malice.

"What can I regret? You can still call Zhou Yatang over!"

A "squeak" sounded.

The door of the ancestral hall was pushed open.

Several subordinates greeted a man respectfully as he walked in.

"Zhou Du is long."