Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want Chapter 111 - The Young Professor Who Always Surpasses Expectations

Chapter 111 - The Young Professor Who Always Surpa.s.ses Expectations

In the video, were four dishes and one soup. The food was half-eaten.

A person's character and style could be seen from the details.

From the half-eaten food, one could tell that the young professor was a calm person with self-restraint.

In addition to the four dishes and one soup, there was also a section of the professor's white shirt below his chest. Two crystal b.u.t.tons reflected a ray of light.

The young professor should near a wall in the cafeteria because there was no one around him.

Qin Shu realized that the young professor never planned the location of their cla.s.s.

Maybe he didn't take the cla.s.s seriously at all.

The only thing that she was certain of was that the young professor was very punctual.

As long as it was time for the cla.s.s, he would turn on the computer on time for the cla.s.s no matter where he was.

He would turn on his computer and start cla.s.s even during mealtimes.

She felt that eating during cla.s.s was not good for her digestion.

Moreover, it was easy to spew rice while eating during cla.s.s.

Qin Shu put on her Bluetooth headset and said.

"Teacher, you should finish your meal first before starting on the summary. I can wait a little longer. There's no rush."

After Qin Shu finished speaking, she waited for the young professor to reply and then went to look up some information.

The young professor had eaten a mouthful of rice when Qin Shu spoke. He probably could not speak because there was food in his mouth.

After a while, the young professor said.

"I'll let you summarize what you've learned during this period of time."

After the young Professor finished speaking, he continued to eat. His well-defined fingers picked up the food with chopsticks, and his actions were elegant and n.o.ble.

Even if one couldn't see his face, one could guess that he ate in a refined manner.

Qin Shu was stunned for a few seconds. was she going to do the summary?

Wasn't it usually the teacher who did the summary?

After being stunned for a while, she looked at the young professor who continued to eat in the video. She suddenly understood why he didn't avoid cla.s.s time when he was eating.

Because he didn't need to speak. The one who needed to speak was her. He only needed to listen with his ears.

He must have thought about this beforehand, right?

Since the young professor had said so, Qin Shu didn't waste any time. She thought for a while and then listed out the key points that she had learned during this period.

When she finished her summary, the young professor had finished eating as well.

In the video, a slender hand suddenly reached over and took the plate away. The fingers were long slender. It was obviously not the young professor's hand.

The young professor took out a tissue and wiped the oil stains on the corner of his mouth. His action was elegant and n.o.ble.

Then, he heard the young professor say.

"Not bad."

His voice was cold.

Then, the video went black, and the summary cla.s.s was over.

There was no unnecessary nonsense.

It was very appropriate to describe him as someone as a man of few words.

Qin Shu closed her laptop and carried it back to the cla.s.sroom.

Meanwhile, at the Qin residence

The phone rang again and again.

To Mu Lan, it sounded like a death warrant.

Today was the day of the auction.

She had signed a contract with the auctioneer.

The contract stated that he would pay the auctioneer an additional commission as long as Linhai Villa could be sold at a sky-high price.

However, there was also a clause in the contract. If one party breached the contract, the party would have to pay a huge penalty.

Linhai Villa was no longer in her hands.

She had spent more than ten years to save up the money she had.

To give them all to the auctioneer as compensation just like that was practically asking for her to give up her life.

It was all because of that little b*tch Qin Shu. If she had known earlier, she would have poisoned her to death.

She would not have to pay the liquidated damages and Linhai Villa could still be sold at a sky-high price.

After the phone stopped ringing, the doorbell rang.

Ding Dong ~

Mu Lan was so scared that her legs were weak. Have they come looking for her?