chapter 49 little gold digger girl

"Jiang Long, you dare to hit me?" Liu Baode looked at Jiang Long in disbelief. Although Jiang Long has a background, he is also the vice-principal after all. The first level of the official university is overwhelming. Jiang Long, a dean, dares to beat the principal? "Ah, no, it's not me. My hands... don't obey my orders. Principal, I didn't mean it." Jiang Long firmly grasped the other hand with one hand and explained quickly. "I know you have been dissatisfied with me for a long time. Do you think I will believe you? We are not done with this matter!" Liu Baode said coldly, turned around and left angrily. How unreasonable, how dare you beat the principal! Bang, bang! At this moment, Jiang Long raised his hand and slapped the two male teachers again. "Director Jiang, you...why did you even beat us? We helped you up. How did we offend you?" Jiang Long was really on the verge of crying. He really didn't make a move. He moved it on his own because he didn't obey his orders. However, who would believe what he said? "You all get out of here and don't come near me!" Jiang Long shouted angrily, with confusion in his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost. Could it be that I have Parkinson's disease? Impossible, or is it just horny wind? When everyone saw Jiang Long going crazy and beating people everywhere, they all left angrily. When Moira Anjou saw this, she hurriedly stepped out of the way, but she was puzzled in her heart. Although Jiang Long is unreasonable, he is not so bold that he would dare to hit people everywhere in school. But if this guy dares to do this in school, he will definitely be punished. As soon as she arrived here, Moira Anjou felt happy. Just in line with that sentence, if the sky is crazy, there will be rain, and if people are crazy, there will be disaster. You deserve it if you make a fuss! When Clarence Van went downstairs, he glanced at the messy canteen on the second floor, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. When he patted Jiang Long on the shoulder just now, Clarence Van left an airflow in his body. This airflow could make Jiang Long's limbs make certain movements uncontrollably. It can last for two hours until the air flow disappears. This can be regarded as a small punishment. If Jiang Long continues to be rude, don't blame him for being rude. In the afternoon, after Clarence Van returned to the office, several teachers gathered around and chatted, all about Jiang Long. "Have you heard that Jiang Long was scalded by boiling water when he was pouring water?" "A female teacher went to deliver an assessment form to him, but was slapped hard on the buttocks, which scared the female teacher to tears. She is still in the principal's office." "So perverted, oh my god." "In less than two hours, more than a dozen teachers and classmates have complained to the principal. Now Jiang Long is really suffering." "No matter how arrogant Jiang Long is, he wouldn't dare to do this. Do you think he has rabies?" When Clarence Van heard these words, he shook his head and smiled, but didn't say anything. When school was about to end, the principal's office finally couldn't withstand the pressure and decided to punish Jiang Long. He was fined half a year's salary and asked to make a profound self-examination in front of all teachers and students during the exercise next week. As for why there will be a review next week, the reason is very simple. It is said that Jiang Long took leave to go to the hospital for medical treatment. … After school, Clarence Van followed Vanessa Van back to Mingzhu Community. Along the way, Vanessa Van's mouth turned up, looking unhappy. First of all, her unscrupulous brother asked to take her home every day. Today, Clarence Van picked her up personally. From now on, the cold-faced woman Maxine would take her home, which made her lose the fun of going out to play after school. Secondly, Clarence Van actually arranged a complete study plan for her in private, and she had to complete it every day. "I don't accept it!" Standing at the gate of the community, Vanessa Van planned to give up her job, "You have arranged so many exercises for me, how can I finish them? You are too cold-blooded." Clarence Van, however, remained calm and said only one sentence: "As long as you complete the daily learning tasks, you will receive a cash reward of five hundred yuan." When Vanessa Van heard that there was still a reward, she rolled her eyes and shouted angrily: "No, it's too little, at least two thousand!" "Eight hundred." "No, one thousand and five!" "one thousand." "Okay, deal!" After some haggling, Vanessa Van finally admitted her defeat. Of course, one thousand yuan is a lot of hard work. Vanessa Van calculated that if Xiao Jiujiu completed her study tasks every day, she would have one thousand yuan. That's 30,000 yuan a month. There are still two months until the college entrance examination, and there are 60,000 yuan. This is a lot of income, much better than working part-time in a bar. There was no other way. Vanessa Van originally planned to fight to the end, but in the end she fell under Clarence Van financial attack. Who told her to be afraid of poverty since she was a child? She is a proper "money worshipper". "Don't go back on your word, and don't tell my mother, otherwise she won't agree!" Before entering, Vanessa Van warned again and again. Clarence Van smiled bitterly and agreed. As soon as I entered the door, I found some paper money candles placed in the corner of the room. "This is……" Clarence Van looked at April Jesse doubtfully. April Jesse pushed the wheelchair over, with a bitter smile on her lips and said: "Tomorrow is Qingchen's birthday. I want to go to the cemetery to visit him. I have something to say to him." Vanessa Van, who was originally out-of-the-box, suddenly remembered her sad things when she saw her mother, and she suddenly became more honest. "Mom, everyone is dead, why are you still thinking so much? He couldn't hear what you said." Vanessa Van said carelessly. When April Jesse heard this, she seemed to be lit with gunpowder. "You stinky girl, no matter what, he is your biological father. He is gone, and you are still so young!" Vanessa Van pinched her neck and shouted dissatisfied: "I would rather not have this father. We have been wronged over the years. Has he ever taken care of you? Where was he when your legs were broken?" "He hasn't come to see you for more than a year. He doesn't even know that your leg is broken. People are dead. Are you still thinking about his birthday?" April Jesse lips trembled, she covered her face and said in pain: "Silly boy, what do you know? It's not his fault at all, it's all my fault, it's all my fault!" Clarence Van frowned slightly. It seemed that there was an unknown secret between his adoptive father and April Jesse, but since the other party didn't want to tell it, he didn't need to ask. Whenever April Jesse wanted to say something, he would naturally know it. "Let's do this. I will accompany you mother and daughter to the cemetery tomorrow. The old man will feel at ease when he sees that you are safe and sound."Clarence Van said calmly. Clarence Van returned to Zhong Hai and had never been to the cemetery. It's not that he is unfilial, but that he plans to uproot the people related to the four major families before going to the cemetery to worship, so that he can have an explanation for them. But now it seems that I have to accompany April Jesse and her daughter in advance. At the same time, in the Norman family, there was a mixture of sorrow and joy. The huge motorcade was waiting outside the Norman family the night before. Hummers and Porsches filled the streets, with white flowers and flower baskets hanging on the fronts of the cars, all waiting for the funeral tomorrow. Tomorrow morning will be the day of the funeral of Maddox Norman, the eldest son the Norman family . For this reason, Lillian Norman used all her connections to bury her beloved brother in a grand ceremony. "Tomorrow, the road leading to the cemetery will be blocked. No one is allowed to step into the cemetery. I don't want my brother to be disturbed by unscrupulous people!" Lillian Norman wore a black cloth on her arm, looked sad, and gave instructions in a deep voice. (