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Seeing his two subordinates bowing their heads in obedience, Black Jack was slightly satisfied. He snorted coldly, pointed at the four clerks standing beside him, and warned: "You all know my temper.

Not good! Don’t annoy me, otherwise you will enjoy my wrath from all sides! Believe me, you don’t want to become like them!”

Those four people have turned into something like puppets. They follow instructions and actions, their eyes are dull, and they are lifeless.

"The No. 1 fortune teller" Black Jack is now extremely famous among the middle and upper class wealthy circles in various countries. He is regarded as the most perfect fortune teller in history, the most accurate fortune teller in history, and the most powerful fortune teller in history.

Few people know that the way he treats his enemies in private is so terrifying...

Zhou Dongyuan and Edward swore repeatedly, promising that they would do their best for Lord Black Jack...

In half an hour, all Friday afternoon classes will be over.

Han Junyang came out of the South Building 1 office and hurriedly walked to the South Building 3, where the five classes of the junior high school were located.

Although Han Junyang is an absolute newcomer among the teaching staff of Qinghe Middle School, and he is very young, he is good-looking and very gentle and considerate in dealing with people. His colleagues all have a good impression of him, so Han Junyang

Jun Yang received many affectionate greetings along the way, and he responded to them all with a gentle smile.

It only takes three minutes to go from South Building 1 to Building 3, but this time it felt like a long journey for Han Junyang.

He finally arrived at the third building in the south, but was stopped by the bald and fat principal. The shiny-faced principal put his feet up and patted the shoulder of the youngest teaching assistant in the school. He praised and encouraged him in various ways, hoping that he would succeed in Qingzhong.

I can stay for another year or two.

"Assistant Teacher Han, the quality of the students you are teaching now is very good, right? Our Qingzhong Middle School is currently one of the best private middle schools in the city and even in the country. The students we select and the resources we provide are the best!

Our treatment of outstanding employees like you has always been the best! You can teach in our Qingzhong Middle School with peace of mind!..."

A teaching assistant who has returned from a master's degree from one of the best universities in the United States, a young and promising employee, he is a living golden brand in the Qing Dynasty!

The bald principal kept talking. Han Junyang listened with a smile and nodded in agreement from time to time, but he was a little impatient in his heart. He wanted to take a look at Class C of the first year. If he didn't hurry up, the get out of class would be over...

A quarter before three o'clock in the afternoon, Han Junyang finally got rid of the bald principal who was drooling all over the place. He immediately went up to the third floor where Class C of the first year was located at a much faster pace than usual.

Each classroom in South Building 3 is very spacious, enough to accommodate more than 30 students in a class, who can be divided into several groups and sit in a circle to discuss issues.

There was a palm-width gap left in the window of Class C of the first year. Han Junyang pursed his lips and took advantage of the passing time to look in. His eyesight was very good... and the beautiful girl inside was too outstanding.

, whoever takes a quick look will notice her first.

Exactly the same skirt, exactly the same hair color, very similar delicate facial contours...
Chapter completed!