Chapter 99 Who's trying to be friendly with you!
Am I blind?
[This is just a guess, and it might not be correct. Teacher Tu must have been kicked in the head by a donkey.]
[A guess, and it's definitely right! Teacher Ma not only writes great essays, but he can also cast spells!]
Almost instantly, the popularity of the comments section increased exponentially!
After posting the comment, Tu Chaoxi threw her phone aside and shivered.
He must be crazy to like that idiot Ma Zhiyuan's post!
On the other side, Ma Zhiyuan stared at the comment for a long time, still shocked.
As I stared at it, I felt like I understood something.
After thinking about it for a moment, I quickly exited the homepage and created a group.
Tu Yao, Wen Yu, Jiang Ye, Xu Bai, and Cheng Sangsang all sent a :?
Ma Zhiyuan coughed a few times and tapped the screen a few times.
Well, since you've taken the initiative to be friendly with me, I'll reluctantly accept.
From now on, let's just be friends, albeit reluctantly. I can save you 10,000 words on your little essay.
Don't slack off in the future; strive to improve your professional skills.
Everyone: [...]
A few seconds later.
Tu Chaoxi: [?]
Tu Chaoxi: [Are you crazy? Who's trying to be nice to you!]
He added another sentence.
[Idiot!]
Ma Zhiyuan: [? ? ? ? ? ]
The next second.
Xu Bai: Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Cheng Sangsang (future screenwriter version): Hahahahahahahahahaha
Xu Bai withdrew a message.
Cheng Sangsang (Future Screenwriter Version) retracted a message.
Xu Bai: 【…Um, it was Wolf Fang who pressed it, not us!】
Ma Zhiyuan: ...
So annoying! So annoying!
Enraged, Ma Zhiyuan switched back to Weibo. In his fury, he opened the document again and added another two thousand words!
Its popularity skyrocketed.
After the initial excitement, netizens gradually turned their attention back to the theft.
Meanwhile, Lin Qiuping had just found a way to suppress the trending topics.
After a while, the other party replied with difficulty: "This is hard to suppress."
You underestimated the popularity of the Crane Village team building activity and the "reconciliation of the century" between Teacher Ma and Teacher Tu, but the theft incident is almost inextricably linked to these two terms.
It's completely uncontrollable.
Lin Qiuping typed shakily: I'll pay more! I'll pay more, okay?
Before I could even send it, the other side sent me a message: "[Besides, I'm a fan of both the younger sister and Teacher Tu, so I'm not making money off this.]"
I deleted him after posting it.
Lin Qiuping was so angry he almost choked. He quickly redialed, trying to contact Manager Qian again.
No matter how many times I called, the other party didn't answer. When I tried to call again, they had already blocked me.
Just then, there was a knock on the door of the private room.
A glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes, and he quickly turned around: "Qian Jing..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw two men dressed in black, with the same clan emblem embroidered on their chests, walking straight toward him with serious expressions.
His gaze unconsciously shifted downwards, where the two men were holding a square box completely wrapped in oil paper.
Lin Qiuping almost instantly guessed who the newcomers were and what they were holding.
He hurriedly stood up and frantically straightened his clothes.
Just as I was about to explain, the older middle-aged man on the side spoke up.
“Mr. Lin, I am the Jiang family’s butler. As instructed by the old lady, I am returning this painting to its rightful owner. Please convey my message.”
His tone was respectful and polite, subtle and considerate, without a single flaw.
Lin Qiuping felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water, chilled to the bone.
His face flushed as he tried to explain, "...Butler Jiang, you probably don't know, this is my mother's painting! I have the right to dispose of it, what's written online is all nonsense! That Lin Jing, and Lin Yue, those two little bastards..."
"No, what I mean is, those two kids were adopted by my mom, and they're deliberately trying to go against me!"
"This...this is our own painting, how can it be considered stealing, don't you think!"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, we cannot interfere in your private affairs. Please return the painting to its rightful owner."
After saying that, he placed the painting directly on the dining table.
Lin Qiuping was momentarily embarrassed and annoyed, and couldn't help but stare hatefully at the box.
I wanted to throw the painting away on the spot!
Butler Jiang's eyes were calm, as if he could see right through his thoughts.
"Is it inconvenient for Mr. Lin?"
They added, "Mr. Lin, there's no need to force yourself. If it's inconvenient, we can certainly come to your mother's house to return it ourselves."
"But at that time, Mr. Lin might really be inconvenient."
The warning in his tone was crystal clear.
Lin Qiuping's face turned pale instantly.
"No need, no need! I will personally deliver the painting to my mother! There's no need to trouble Butler Jiang!"
By the time he realized what had happened, the two had already left.
Lin Qiuping was in a daze and slumped onto the stool.
Looking at the well-packaged painting, Lin Qiuping realized that his path to success seemed to have been cut off.
The class he had dreamed of reaching had indeed come to him today, but instead of extending an olive branch, it had completely shut its doors to him.
"It's alright...it's alright...it's just the Jiang family."
Lin Qiuping comforted himself, thinking that since he couldn't climb up, he might as well stay where he was.
But just then, a bell that sounded like a death knell suddenly rang out!
He took out his phone and saw that it belonged to the company's major shareholder.
When he started his business, he needed investment, so he gifted the person across the street a painting to curry favor, which secured him an investment.
As soon as the call connected, the other end started cursing: "Lin Qiuping, are you out of your mind! The painting you sent me was stolen!"
He was taken aback, and quickly repeated what he had just said to Butler Jiang.
The person on the other end gritted their teeth and said, "I don't care whose painting it is. Even the Jiang family has returned your painting. I don't dare to accept it anymore. I've put the painting in the company. Give it back to where you came from!"
Lin Qiuping then realized that what was trending on social media wasn't just the painting given to the Jiang family!
Instead, ten!
Unsurprisingly, on his way back to the company, he was bombarded with phone calls.
These were all connections he had built up before, and they all vowed to return the painting.
It was only then that Lin Qiuping suddenly realized that this farce seemed to have left him with a dead end from which there was no way forward!
...
In the Jiang family's simple Buddhist shrine, an elderly man with gray hair knelt quietly on a prayer mat, bowed three times, and then got up and left.
The butler quickly stepped forward: "Madam, I'm sorry to bother you. As you instructed, the painting has been delivered."
Should online comments be dealt with?
Butler Jiang's implication was also whether the people who caused these controversies needed to be dealt with.
The old man waved his hand and twirled the prayer beads in his hand: "No need, they are all good children with filial piety. They just want the painting back."
Although the commotion was quite intense, it was remarkably measured and did not involve too many other things.
Since that's the case, she doesn't mind letting those kids take advantage of her position.
"I'll never be able to enjoy family life in this lifetime, so it's good to let others have theirs."
A hint of sadness flashed in Butler Jiang's eyes. He glanced at the empty, desolate house out of the corner of his eye and nodded.
"There's one more thing..."
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