Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

The man riding the motorcycle was stunned when he looked at Jiang Xiaobai. This was his son's class teacher.

This is my first time here, but I heard from my wife that she is not a middle-aged female teacher?

Why is this a young man? He looks a little younger than himself.

Could it be that his son has changed his head teacher, or is his wife lying to him?

I came home at noon today, and my son said his head teacher called his parents over because there was a fight at school.

In fact, I usually don't go home. My wife usually goes back at noon. Today, it was because my wife had something to do at work, and then I... was unexpected.

Otherwise, the wife should have come.

In an instant, the man riding the motorcycle had a lot of things in his mind, and it felt like there was a green light coming from his head...

"Who are you... who..."

"Liu Qi's parent." The man on the motorcycle said subconsciously, and then realized that the class teacher might not even know whose parent he was.

Usually it is his wife who comes here... I am working hard on business outside, traveling all day long and suffering countless hardships and sufferings. I did not expect that my wife would...

Fortunately, I thought it was worth it, but I didn’t think about it now.

"Really, I'm not talking about you. I saw you at the door just now. You said you can't register according to the rules even when you come in. You have to abide by the rules in everything you do."

Jiang Xiaobai lectured, and the man on the motorcycle remained silent, but he was confirming his guess in his heart.

But guessing is just guessing, and if you continue to guess, you can't fall out now.

I had to endure it and put on a smile.

"Oh, both parents are here." Yin Xiaojun's head teacher led the two children in, looked at Jiang Xiaobai and the man on the motorcycle and said with a smile.

As for Jiang Xiaobai sitting at her office desk, she didn't care.

She is a teacher, a class teacher. On her desk are either students’ homework or lesson preparation handouts.

There are no confidential documents that cannot be seen by others.

The only thing that's a little strange is how come there are two parents, one parent is sitting behind the desk, and the other is standing in front, as if he is being scolded.

how? Could it be that these two parents know each other and that Yin Xiaojun’s parent is the leader of Liu Qi’s parent?

If this is the case, then there is no need to call the parents this time.

It's just a child fighting, and then getting involved in adults' affairs is not good for the child's growth.

Just like just now, if Liu Qi saw his father standing in front of Yin Xiaojun's father like a student and being scolded, how would the child face Yin Xiaojun in the future.

If word of this gets out, this is the time for children to be thin-skinned.

"Oh, the teacher is back." Under the shocked eyes of the motorcycle man, Jiang Xiaobai naturally got up from his chair and gave up his seat.

Then he stood aside with the motorcycle man.

"Aren't you... a teacher, a homeroom teacher?" The motorcycle man stuttered a bit as he spoke.

"Who told you that I am a teacher?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"This..." The motorcycle man choked for a moment, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that it was the case. Jiang Xiaobai never said a word that he was a teacher from beginning to end.

But what he does is completely like a teacher. This is no longer misleading, but direct guidance.

"Okay, look at how much hatred these two kids can have if they fight all day long. They have already done so three times."

"Teacher, I am seeking justice." Yin Xiaojun raised his hands and said.

"You've read too many novels, but you still want justice. What kind of justice do you want?"

"Teacher, Liu Qi beat my friends and bullied them. When I saw injustice on the road, I drew my sword to help, which is justice,"

Yin Xiaojun muttered, and the head teacher had a dark look on his face.

But Jiang Xiaobai and the motorcycle man were happy. Yin Xiaojun watched TV series at home every day, or read some martial arts novels.

"Xiaojun's uncle, what do you say? Do children at home read novels every day?"

"Xiaojun, don't talk nonsense about chivalry and righteousness. You are not allowed to read novels when you go back." Jiang Xiaobai said quickly.

"Okay." Yin Xiaojun lowered his head and said.

The motorcycle man on the other side confirmed that Jiang Xiaobai was not the teacher, but that the teacher was really a middle-aged woman, and his wife did not lie to him.

Feeling much more relaxed, he looked at his own child and asked, "You bullied his friend, how can you bully other classmates?"

"I said my dad had a motorcycle, and Yin Xiaojun's friend said that Yin Xiaojun's uncle drove a car. He also said that I was bragging, saying that Yin Xiaojun said that my dad was a bad person, and my dad didn't even have a motorcycle..."

Liu Qi also felt aggrieved as he spoke.

"You promised to drive your motorcycle to school to pick me up several times, but then you didn't come. He said I was bragging. Then I got so angry that I beat him."

Liu Qi cried while talking. He had fought with Yin Xiaojun several times, and both sides won and lost. He didn't cry, but now in front of his father, he cried when he talked about his grievances.

"Okay, don't cry. Isn't dad busy with work? I'm sorry. I'll pick you up from school whenever I have time, okay?" Motorcycle hurriedly coaxed the child.

Jiang Xiaobai's face didn't look good either. He looked at Yin Xiaojun and asked, "You came to school to show off your car? Did you say there are no bad guys anymore?"

Yin Xiaojun shook his head and said: "There was one time when you sent me and my sister to school, and my friend saw you, and then he asked me, and I said, I didn't show off to anyone. I also never said that Liu Qi's father was a bad person. , I don’t know Liu Qi’s father.”

Yin Xiaojun said and Jiang Xiaobai nodded. He must believe what Yin Xiaojun said. If Yin Xiaojun is that kind of publicity child, he should show off that the factory director of Longgang, Zhao Gang, is my grandfather.

Rather than showing off a car.

"Then you asked your friend to say it?" Jiang Xiaobai continued to ask.

"No, he keeps saying it in class. I told him not to say anything, but he didn't listen." Yin Xiaojun was also aggrieved.

"Teacher, please call that child." Jiang Xiaobai looked up at the teacher.

"Yes," the man on the motorcycle also looked up at the class teacher.

When the two children fought, no one took it seriously. It wasn't a big deal at first, so Jiang Xiaobai was just going to go through the motions.

The teacher said a few words, responded by himself, criticized Yin Xiaojun, and chatted with the other party's parents, and that was it.

But I didn't expect that there seemed to be some problems in the middle. This friend of Yin Xiaojun was a bit interesting.

The head teacher said with some embarrassment: "Don't expand the impact when children fight. It's not a big deal in the first place. You parents can just go back and talk about your children."

To Jiang Xiaobai's expectation, Yin Xiaojun's class teacher said such a lot of high-sounding words.