Chapter 97
In the past, Sheng Ying dressed casually and dressed elegantly and appropriately.
Today, Sheng Ying has longer hair, wears more casual clothes, and wears a pair of slippers, giving him the look of a down-and-out artist.
Jin Chaochao asked, "Are you short of money?"
Sheng Ying was stunned for a moment, then he clenched his fist and coughed, "How is that possible? I am a famous thief."
Although his family background is not as rich as Jin Chaochao's, he is richer than ordinary rich people.
Jin Chaochao nodded, "Then why are you so disheveled?"
Sheng Ying scratched his head. "I'm busy dealing with antiques all day long, so I don't have time to organize my clothes. And I'm still learning the book you gave me. It's hard to understand, but don't worry, I will definitely learn it."
Jin Chaochao nodded with satisfaction, "I'm glad you like this line of work. But you should also pay attention to your appearance. Clothes show a person's spirit, and dressing is also a part of Feng Shui, so before you come to see me next time, please tidy up your hair, put on your clothes and shoes and socks."
Sheng Ying took a look at what she was wearing and found it indeed somewhat inappropriate.
"Thank you for your advice, Master. I will go and clean it up right away."
Jin Chaochao immediately waved at him.
The old fox came out of the villa, shook his hair, and turned into a handsome man.
He looked at Jin Chaochao and said, "I'm going out for a walk!"
Jin Chaochao suddenly called him, "Wait a minute!"
She took the Xuanguang Pearl from her waist and threw it to the old fox, "Take this and go shopping. If this pearl lights up, call me over immediately."
"Okay!" Bai Yexi waved his hand and walked out confidently.
Jin Chaochao turned on the computer and clicked on the homepage of Fu Xiaoan’s school.
A message about recruiting traditional Chinese painting teachers caught her attention.
You only need to teach students two classes per week.
Thinking of Jiang Li, Jin Chaochao felt inexplicably heavy.
She took out a mirror and cast a little magic, and then she saw Jiang Li at school, being bullied by Wu Zihao again.
Jin Chaochao immediately closed the shop and took a taxi to Jiang Li's school.
Jin Chaochao walked to the guard room and stated her purpose, "Hello, I'm here to apply for the position of Chinese style painting teacher."
Seeing how young she was, the security guard looked at her with disdain, "Girl, our school requires highly respected and talented painters to be the teachers. Since you are so young, please don't cause us any trouble here."
Jin Chaochao frowned.
At this time, a luxurious business car stopped at the school gate, and a middle-aged man in a Tang suit strode over.
He looked at the guard and said arrogantly, "I am Song Banshan. I am a traditional Chinese painting teacher invited by your principal to teach your students."
Seeing this momentum, the guard immediately became respectful and said, "Mr. Song, please come in. I will report to the principal immediately."
Song Banshan brushed the dust off the corner of his clothes, glanced at Jin Chaochao, turned around and followed the security guard into the campus.
Jin Chaochao was very upset. This guy was really good at putting on airs.
She saw that he had a narrow forehead, a thin nose, and a knotty nose bridge, which was the face of a narrow-minded person.
She was too lazy to argue with him, so she turned around and found a deserted place, jumped up, and easily flipped into the campus.
After Jin Chaochao entered the campus, she quickly walked to a remote corner at the back of the campus.
It goes without saying that this kind of deserted place is a great place to bully people.
She had just arrived at the remote grove when she heard Wu Zihao's arrogant voice from afar, "Jiang Li, you dare to fight back, don't you want to live?"
Jiang Li was pinned to the ground and beaten again by two sturdy students.
When Jin Chaochao saw this scene, she immediately got angry.
This Wu Zihao never learned his lesson and just kept bullying Jiang Li.
She stepped forward so fast that only a shadow was left behind.
The two strong students who were holding Jiang Li down were kicked away by Jin Chaochao.
Before Wu Zihao could react, he was slapped in the face.
Jiang Li was still struggling in pain, but then he felt a gust of fresh breeze blowing, filling his nostrils with fragrance.
Before he could even see who was coming, someone grabbed him by the neck and made him stand up.
Jin Chaochao looked at Jiang Li deeply, with a look that showed a bit of disappointment.
This kid is really useless.
This time she did not get too entangled with Wu Zihao. She carried Jiang Li and climbed over the wall to leave the school.
On the street outside the school.
Jin Chaochao took a taxi, stuffed Jiang Li into the car, and then followed in.
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Jin Chaochao’s shop.
She stared at Jiang Li and ordered coldly, "Follow me in!"
Jiang Li had wounds on his face, and his pretty face looked pitiful.
The boy was thin and had low self-esteem. After hearing Jin Chaochao's domineering words, although he was hesitant, he finally followed her in.
Jin Chaochao pulled a stool over and asked him to sit down. Then he found a medical kit, walked up to him, and ordered in a cold voice, "Take off your coat!"
Jiang Li tugged at her school uniform shyly, "You, what are you doing!"
Jin Chaochao rolled her eyes at him and sneered, "What else can I do? Look at how useless you are. Why don't you fight back when you're being bullied?"
"How do you know I didn't fight back?" Jiang Li finished speaking, then bit his lip and shut up.
He had tried to fight back before, but what happened?
Not only does he have to pay for the medical expenses, but his grandparents also have to worry about him.
The teachers couldn’t control him, the parents couldn’t control him, and that’s how he grew up.
Sometimes he couldn't figure out why he was living in this world.
Cowardly, incompetent, humble, bullied, life is worse than death.
Jin Chaochao looked at the young man and couldn't find any words to scold him.
Children whose parents are not around suffer a lot.
I hope that parents who have left home will pay more attention to the situation of their children left behind.
"I was the one who cured your grandmother's eyes. I'm just taking a look at your injuries. I don't have any other intentions. You can think of me as a nurse or doctor in the hospital." Jin Chaochao opened the medical box.
This was the first time Jiang Li showed his injuries to others.
New and old, blue, purple, black, they are scattered all over the body.
Jin Chaochao looked at his injuries and felt a pang of pain in her heart, "Did Wu Zihao lead his men to beat him up?"
"Not all of them!" Jiang Li clenched his fists. "There is also a small organization around our home. They like to bully me whenever they have nothing to do."
He remembered when he was a kid, it was because he hit a ball on the head of a bald guy.
From then on, people would cause trouble for him every other day.
Later they started asking him for money instead, and as their living expenses increased, the amount they asked for also increased.
When he refused, they beat him.
If he gave it to them, they would still attack him if they were in a bad mood.
Jin Chaochao unscrewed the cap of the ointment bottle, took out the light yellow paste, and applied it evenly on Jiang Li's injured area.
Jiang Li only felt that his back, which had been burning with pain before, now felt a slight chill.
He felt the nameless depression in his heart being soothed instantly.
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