"and"

What's the point of telling me this?

"How can I possibly control you?"

This tone made Lin Yifeng frown slightly.

He had guessed before he came that the old man had a strange temper, and seeing this, it was indeed true.

However, this was not a problem for Lin Yifeng.

He simply waved his hand, and Xu Qingyi beside him skillfully opened the black bag.

Lin Yifeng reached out and took the hand from Xu Qingyi, exchanging polite words.

"That's right, Teacher An."

"I've been quite busy these past month, so I don't know what kind of cigarettes you like to smoke."

"I just bought a few things casually, please accept them."

At first, Old Man An didn't care.

They were all poor students, what good cigarettes could they afford? They slammed a pack of Furongwang cigarettes on the table.

Old Man An, who was originally about to say a few words about Lin Yifeng, froze after seeing the Furongwang cigarettes on the table.

"this……"

Lin Yifeng didn't even give the guy a chance to finish speaking, and casually took another message from Xu Qingyi.

Another bright red Furongwang cigarette was slammed onto the table.

Upon hearing these two pieces of Furongwang cigarettes, Old Man An's expression became somewhat complicated.

In 1994, Furongwang cigarettes had just been launched. As a newly released high-end cigarette, it was extremely difficult to obtain at that time. Basically, only leaders with a slightly higher social standing would try to get a carton.

Old Man An knew that these cigarettes were hard to come by, but he didn't expect Lin Yifeng to buy two packs at once.

However, this was not the end. After a red beard was slammed onto the table, Old Man An also gasped.

Two packs of Furongwang cigarettes, one pack of Huazi cigarettes.

With such a generous gift, you could easily ask him to do something for you, let alone ask him to take time off work.

Lin Yifeng explained with a grin.

"Teacher An, this is just a small token of my appreciation. Please don't take it personally."

Teacher An glanced at the cigarette on the table in front of her, smacked her lips twice, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she swallowed her words.

Meng Ran shook his head with a wry smile as he watched Lin Yifeng's barrage of cigarettes.

As a teacher at Zhongzhou University, Old Man An had never seen a student be so generous.

Even the previous graduating classes he taught would only buy a couple of packs of cigarettes as a token gesture upon graduation. But Lin Yifeng bought a whole pack. Who could resist that?

Old Man An looked at Lin Yifeng, then at the cigarettes on the table, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

However, Lin Yifeng did not give the old man any reason to dawdle.

Turning to greet Xu Qingyi, he opened another black bag, and placed two iron boxes of Biluochun tea in front of Old Man An.

When Old Man An saw the two boxes of tea, his eyes widened in surprise.

If you're talking about Hua Zi and Fu Rong Wang, those are common items on the market; as long as you have money, you can definitely get them.

However, the two boxes of tea that Lin Yifeng threw out were no ordinary tea.

Red box with gold label, or even in a tin box, this is usually tea used to entertain foreign guests or by the government to entertain businessmen. You can't get this kind of tea even if you have money.

Upon seeing these two boxes of tea, Old Man An's expression turned serious.

"Lin, as your teacher, we should communicate actively about anything that comes up."

"I appreciate your kindness, teacher."

"This thing..."

Old Man An looked at the gifts on the table, unsure of what to say for a moment.

He really wanted these things, but the problem was he didn't dare to accept them.

The things on this table must cost at least two thousand yuan. He only earns seven hundred yuan a month. Who would dare to accept these things from a student?

If word gets out, won't I be completely disgraced?

Lin Yifeng seemed to have noticed Old Man An's concerns and offered him kind words of advice.

"Teacher An, these are all used by our company to entertain guests."

"It's just a small token, please accept it."

"The main thing is that I have a long time ahead of me in university, so please take care of me."

"If there's anything I don't understand, I'll come and ask you."

Lin Yifeng smiled and pushed the gift over, then turned back and gestured for Xu Qingyi to take out two 500-yuan Pang Donglai shopping cards.

"Teacher An, here are two more shopping cards."

"The New Year is just around the corner. Please see if there's anything you need and we can buy it for you."

Old Man An took the two shopping cards, his eyes filled with doubt.

After he saw the words clearly, his expression turned even more unpleasant.

"Pang Donglai?"

"Over there?"

"Does Pang Donglai belong to your family?"

Lin Yifeng smiled without saying a word.

In this situation, it's more useful for him not to answer than to answer.

Just a few minutes ago, Old Man An was putting on airs, but now he was sitting in a chair, sweating profusely.

Upon closer reflection, Lin Yifeng's request for leave from military training was already outrageous enough.

School started with a two-week vacation.

What kind of connections does the dean have to grant leave like this?

Old Man An has long lost his composure.

Looking at Lin Yifeng in front of him, he dared not remain seated any longer and hurriedly stood up to shake hands with Lin Yifeng.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"I don't know any of that."

"Lin, tell me what you've done to deserve this."

"If there's anything you need, just tell me directly."

"And who is this...?"

Old Man An turned to look at Xu Qingyi beside him, his eyes filled with even more apprehension.

Xu Qingyi smiled and took out a business card from her pocket.

"Hello, I am mainly in charge of Wallace's business under Brother Feng."

"If you bring your grandchildren to eat these in the future, we'll arrange it for you."

Old Man An's legs started to feel weak.

He recalled his attitude towards Lin Yifeng just now, and then looked at the things in front of him and Lin Yifeng's current identity.

Putting everything else aside, just the sheer number of these things on display is enough to drive various municipalities into a frenzy.

Not to mention that he had also heard that the person who invested in the university town was Wallace's boss.

Old Man An looked at Lin Yifeng with a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

You mean?

Did I offend university investors?

Am I putting on airs in front of him?

Old Man An's face turned pale, and he looked at Lin Yifeng, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Seeing that the old man was clearly flustered, Lin Yifeng quickly got up to comfort him.

"Teacher An, please don't mind me. I'm just a student here to study."

"Let's not talk about what's happening outside."

“At school, you are the teacher, and I am the student.”