The Rebirth of the Financial Hegemon

Slightly yellow hair tied with a very youthful ponytail, melon-seeded face, high nose, and blushing looks pretty.

It's just a little shorter and a little thinner.

The big place is not big at all, the convex place is like a xiao long bao, a whole bean sprout.

"If it's a few more years, it should be..."

Zhao Jiangchuan hurriedly interrupted the wild thoughts in his heart. The idea of ​​a loli development plan made him feel a sinister sense of guilt, but what made him helpless was that he couldn't stop after the thought came into his mind.

Some harmonious pictures made Zhao Jiangchuan smile, and Ai Xiaoai, who didn't dare to lift her head up, almost buried her head in the table.

One was the shyness of the young girl when she was young, and the other was a bastard who was full of crooked ideas and was speechless for a while.

…….

"Classmates, I know you are under a lot of pressure now, but high school is the most important turning point in your life, so it is worthwhile to be tight now, and relax when you go to college in the future..."

Because the mid-term exam date was approaching, the math teacher stood on the podium to help the students in the last class in the evening.

After some inspiration....

However, this was of no use, because the teacher, who was scolded by the students secretly at Old Man Zhao, was delayed again.

"Ha ha…"

The other classmates were downcast, but Zhao Jiangchuan almost laughed out loud. He felt that this old man Zhao was really an old driver, as he said.

"Zhao Jiangchuan, what are you laughing at?"

"Didn't Mr. Zhao just say that high school is tight and university is loose!"

"What's so funny, I've heard people say college is really loose."

"Ha ha…."

One day passed, Zhao Jiangchuan on the first day of rebirth got along well with his old classmate, except for the small accident in the morning.

With Zhao Jiangchuan's current state of mind, it is naturally impossible to bully the little girl's films, but if he has nothing to tease the little girl to entertain herself, it can be considered to help herself find some fun to pass the time.

Ai Xiaoai couldn't understand why Zhao Jiangchuan laughed so hard, she just thought it was too strange that this same tablemate didn't bully her again today.

He lowered his head and peeked at Zhao Jiangchuan sitting next to him from the corner of his eye.

The eyelashes are very long, and the smile on his face seems to be holding back some bad idea, but why does it feel good to look at acridine?

His hand seemed to have electricity, otherwise how could he feel comfortable when he touched it.

However, Ai Xiaoai was still not used to Zhao Jiangchuan who no longer bullied her.

Finally, the old man Zhao, who has always loved to drag the hall, finally finished his complicated formulas. With the cheers of the students, the day passed.

"Zhao Jiangchuan, didn't Teacher Li tell you to go to her place to make up lessons after school? Why don't you go?"

Not to mention, if it hadn't been for Ai Xiaoai's reminder, Zhao Jiangchuan would have really forgotten about this matter, how would he take a teacher's words seriously in his past identity.

But now it's not what it used to be, now he's just a high school student, is he going to be eaten to death by the teachers?

When he thought of being taught by Li Ruotong's little girl on the first day of his rebirth, Zhao Jiangchuan was also a little dissatisfied when he felt it was interesting. There were so many things waiting for him to do. How could he have time to pretend to be a good student every day in school.

After a little calculation, Zhao Jiangchuan decided to get Li Ruotong done, otherwise, if he skipped class in the future, he would not be annoyed by her. With his English level, it should not be difficult to convince that girl with a strong sense of responsibility.

Zhao Jiangchuan pretended to give Ai Xiaoai a fierce look, and after frightening Ai Xiaoai to the point of being shocked, he turned and left with satisfaction.

The teacher's dormitory building is not far from the second year's teaching building. After taking two turns in the school, Zhao Jiangchuan found the female teacher's dormitory building.

But what worries Zhao Jiangchuan is that,

After walking around the dormitory building twice, he didn't know which door to knock on.

After all, it has been more than ten years, how can I still remember which dormitory the teacher lived in.

In ancient times, Cao Zhi had a seven-step poem, and Zhao Jiangchuan quickly came up with a coquettish idea after turning around twice.

He first stood in the hallway of the dormitory where no one was around, looked and looked, and after not seeing any movement, he walked gently to a lighted door like a thief.

The dormitory buildings where the teachers live are all old buildings when the school was renovated. No matter how well-maintained they are, they cannot be intact. Many doors or wooden windows have many holes that have been bitten by insects.

Taking advantage of the light in the room, Zhao Jiangchuan cautiously looked in through the gap in the door where there was a hint of light.

The first, no; the second, no.

The third room….

damn, sin, sin, see no evil...

An aunt-level teacher in his fifties was wiping his body with a towel, so frightened Zhao Jiangchuan hurriedly closed his eyes.

The fourth room is not...

There are a lot of rooms in the dormitory on the first floor. Zhao Jiangchuan was a little impatient after looking for six rooms and still couldn't find Li Ruotong's room. If he hadn't already planned to take care of this troublesome head teacher today, he might have turned around and left.

Fortunately, even the southeastern province can feel the cold in the weather in December. When it was almost nine o'clock this evening, no one found Zhao Jiangchuan, who was sneaking around in the female teacher's dormitory.

Patiently, Zhao Jiangchuan continued to peep into the closed rooms, until he found the ninth room, and he never moved away.

On a bed that wasn't too big, there was a man leaning on the head of the bed with his eyes closed. From the satisfied expression on his face, it could be seen that he must be very comfortable physically and mentally now.

Somewhere near his thigh, a woman whose face was covered by long hair was bobbing her head up and down.

The woman's figure is good, which is Zhao Jiangchuan's favorite plump shape. The only regret is that Zhao Jiangchuan couldn't see her clearly due to the occlusion of her hair.

Zhao Jiangchuan, who was standing outside the door and peeping in, was also shocked by this fragrant and exciting scene. Although he didn't see who the woman was, he recognized the identity of the man.

He was in his fifties, even lying on the bed with a big belly, and the thinning hair on the top of his head all showed that he was the school's principal Kang Youwei.

But the woman whose head was blocked by her hair and couldn't see her face was definitely not over thirty-five years old, so Zhao Jiangchuan knew that it must not be Kang Youwei's wife.

This is big news. Zhao Jiangchuan never knew that their principal, who was full of benevolence, righteousness, and morality, would actually do such unethical things.

However, Zhao Jiangchuan didn't have any idea of ​​breaking through this matter. The expression on his face with a mean smile was obviously ready to wait for a good show. As for his purpose of coming here, he had long been forgotten by the intense performance inside.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the potbellied Kang Youwei to move. He stood up and slapped the woman's plump buttocks, signaling him to start.