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    "The account will arrive every three to five?" Ying Tongchen frowned.

    The old man: "Yeah, why don't you ask Xiao Lu, I always feel uneasy, are you just fooling around outside?"

    "How could it be..." Ying Tongchen paused, as if thinking of something, and quickly put on his shoes, "You take a screenshot of the text message and send it to me, I'll come over now."

    He opened the door and took two steps out, then suddenly ran back to the study on the second floor, his eyes fell on the exercise set on the table.

    On the way back, he glanced at the screenshot, it was a private account, but it was not Lu Zongcai.

    He called Zhuoshu, but there was a busy tone.

    The old man was sitting on the sofa waiting for him, and when he heard the doorbell rang, he opened the door and blurted out, "Look at you, come here, why did you bring Ben Wusan here?"

    Ying Tongchen glanced at Wusan in his arms and placed it on the cabinet next to him.

    "Did you bring it for me to practice?" The old man reached for it.

    Ying Tongchen slapped it on the cover: "No, this belongs to someone else."

    The old man: "Oh, okay, let's talk about it first."

    Ying Tongchen got the card, checked the accounts carefully with the old man, and found that the first large account was on the first day after he and Zhuo Shu met.

    "..." Ying Tongchen explained with difficulty, "It seems that a friend of mine made a mistake."

    The old man: "I'll just say, this kind of money is very hot in my hands, so hurry up and pay it back."

    "Yeah." Ying Tongchen went to the nearest bank to apply for a new card, transferred the money, and then handed the old card over to the old man, and told him not to just focus on saving money.

    After he returned to the apartment, he put the bank card and Bentley key on the table, and called Mi Shu.

    The other party picked it up quickly, but in a slightly hasty tone: "Hello? Mr. Ying, is there something wrong?"

    Ying Tongchen asked, "Are you busy today?"

    "Well, there's an emergency, and Mr. Zhuo is holding an ad hoc meeting." Mi Shu said, "I'm in the bathroom now. If you want something urgent, you can tell me first, and I'll tell Mr. Zhuo later. "

    "It's alright, you guys should be busy first." Ying Tongchen hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

    The next day is another working day. In addition to the daily teaching work, have to start a new job.

    At the end of the month, there will be a mid-term exam, and then there will be a parent-teacher meeting for the sports meeting. There are a lot of things to do.

    After Ying Tongchen announced the two news in the class, some of the students were happy and some were sad. They were happy that they would not have to attend the sports meeting, and they were worried that there would be a terrible parent-teacher meeting after the mid-term exam!

    Zhuo Zi was lying on the table and began to feel sad.

    When the tablemate asked her what was wrong, she replied sadly: "What will the parents do? My mother definitely wants to go to the game, and my father's whereabouts are erratic."

    The same table asked: "Don't you still have a brother? Let him come, I can see your brother's back photo on the post bar, Jushuai, bring it here and let me see the front! If it doesn't work, I will be you. Sister-in-law!"

    "You? Sister-in-law?" Zhuo Zi laughed, "No, I have a favorite sister-in-law."

    Deskmate: "Isn't it? Who? Do I know?"

    Zhuo Zi smiled mysteriously, turned his eyes to the person who was writing on the blackboard, and sighed, "Tsk, teacher's font is so beautiful, hurry up and learn it."

    Ying Tongchen was busy with school work during the day and had to translate some manuscripts at night, so when he got busy he forgot about other things.

    Until Zhuoshu's call came.

    He glanced at the time, it was half past ten on Wednesday night.

    Zhuo Shu: "Villa, can you come?"

    Ying Tongchen: "No, I'm busy."

    Zhuo Shu: "..."

    Thursday morning at half past six.

    Zhuo Shu: "Villa, can you come at night?"

    Ying Tongchen: "If you don't go, you'll be early."

    Zhuo Shu: "......"

    Friday at 12:30 noon.

    Zhuoshu: "Villa..."

    Ying Tongchen: "Don't go."

    "You're bold, aren't you!" Zhuo Shu raised his voice.

    Ying Tongchen sat in the cafeteria to eat, indifferent: "If you have nothing to do, just hang up."

    "Wait." Zhuo Shu's tone dropped again, "Aren't you still angry?"

    "What can I be angry about?" Ying Tongchen laughed, "What can I be angry about?"

    What's so good about you dog man to be angry with you.

    Zhuo Shu asked, "Didn't I paint you a new painting? Didn't you see it?"

    Ying Tongchen: "I see, it's ugly."

    Zhuo Shu stopped talking, expressing his grievance. After a while, he said firmly: "You must come over tonight."

    "Row."

    "Really?" Zhuo Shu was overjoyed.

    "Um."

    After school, Ying Tongchen wanted to rush home immediately, but was stopped by several teachers and stayed to discuss the sports meeting.

    In addition to student competitions, teachers also have a small number of events to participate in, which are divided into three grade groups.

    Zheng Zhinan pulled him to sign up for the men's long-distance running and 4X100 mixed relay.

    After confirming these things, he glanced at the time, and then hurried home with the textbooks that he needed to prepare for the lessons. As soon as walked downstairs, remembered that had the bank card and car keys with me, and immediately went to the parking lot to drive the Bentley out.

    Hurrying to the villa, he pulled out the key, picked up the textbook thrown on the co-pilot, and tucked it in his arms.

    After closing the door, took one last look at the car.

    The doorbell rang a few times before footsteps could be heard inside.

    It's a familiar scene again, just a different scene.

    "coming."

    Zhuo Shu opened the door and saw the textbook in his arms at a glance, with a cracked expression, "Isn't it? It's a teacher tonight???"

    The author has something to say: Zhuo Jiaojiao: I'm afraid I'm afraid _(:з"∠)_

    Chapter 36

    Ying Tongchen walked in sideways and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

    After putting down the textbook, he took out the bank card and key from the bag: "These are back to you."

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