The style of painting turned too fast, which made Shi Dali take a step back quickly.

"That...I don't know."

After saying that, he also touched his nose. The pressure on the female principal put him too much, especially the awkward question about high heels, which is really hard to answer.

"That might be lost... By the way, I plan to hand it over to you in Class 6, Class 6, is that okay?"

He said something casually, but Chen Shuke suddenly changed the subject later.

Fortunately, he did not continue to pursue the problem of shoes. Shi Dali was relieved and did not think about the matter of Class 6 in Year 6, and then nodded in agreement.

"No problem, leave it to me."

No matter what, retreat from this woman first.

Suddenly, Chen Shu became ridiculous. If we put aside the identity of the principal, this girl, who was obviously twenty-eight years old, would be really smiling like a flower.

It was also at this time that Shi Dali suddenly realized the special nature of Class 6 in Year 6!

Simply put, it was a class that was abandoned by all teachers. I would like to express it clearly... Wen Xiaotian is the class monitor of Class 6, and there are basically children like her in that class.

At this time, he finally realized that he was going to become the head teacher of those little devils, and Teacher Shi was also panicked.

"Principal, I'm afraid I am..."

"A gentleman's words are as good as hell, and this matter is settled!"

However, after instantly restraining all his expression, Chen Shuke seemed to have become the inhuman principal again.

Even if Shi Dali regrets it, he has no choice.

At the same time, he instantly understood something in his mind. What was Principal Chen going to take the initiative to mention high heels to himself, it was obvious that it was just a condom!

However, the road has been completed and now there is no way out, so I can only do this.

...

Just when Shi Dali was having a headache from Class 6 in 6, Hong Sifang came out of the hotel sneakily.

Because he was worried that someone would recognize him, he even wrapped it tightly and wore a big hat on his head.

He had to think about what happened last night, but he didn't understand it all night.

Those girls were in the mood to pay attention, just thinking about why someone was targeting them like this?

Then he leaned against the roadside and planned to go home first.

However, at this moment, suddenly several vans stopped directly in front of him.

His mind was stunned for a moment. Hong Sifang had no time to think about running away, and the next moment he saw the familiar man in black.

Come back again!

"Brother, are we...whether is there any misunderstanding?"

Trembling, the young master of the Hong family was really trembling with his legs.

These guys went back and returned. They only took away their hair before, and this time it was probably not that simple.

Bang!

As soon as Hong Sifang thought of this, he ignored him at all and placed an iron chair next to him.

"sit down!"

The Scar Man's voice was firm, full of unquestionable smell.

"Okay, sit down...sit down, say something."

The master of the current affairs was a hero, and Hong Sifang sat down with a smile on his face.

Following behind, he saw five razors starting to rotate.

The pair of big hands that broke up were unreasonably pressing him onto the chair on the side of the road.

Especially Hong Sifang's head, he couldn't even frown, so he could only keep a motionless posture and watch the razor approaching him.

"Do it!"

The scar man didn't want to say anything more. After giving the order, his brothers took action.

However, I just shaved my head last night, and I don’t have much stock now, so I just exposed a little bit of black stubble.

But I couldn't resist the enthusiasm of my brothers. I shave so carefully that I could only wish I could even get the roots.

In addition, Hong Sifang felt a gust of wind blowing beside his eyebrows, and his eyebrows were clean.

Then there was another gust of wind, and the eyelashes were cleaned.

Then, from the beard to the fluff on the face, they were all removed one by one, and even more than a dozen men deliberately blocked the side, worried that someone would come to disturb him.

In fact, there are indeed many people coming and going on the roadside at this moment. Everyone unconsciously looked at this side. After knowing that people are shaving their heads, they all think that rich people these days can really enjoy it.

I was shaving my head and I was carrying a bunch of little brothers on the street. Not only my hair, but also my eyebrows and eyelashes were shaved off. It was really amazing.

Of course, Hong Sifang himself was completely collapsed.

Nowadays, some people are thinking about his face, some are thinking about his money... and some are actually thinking about his hair!

In the end, it took about half an hour and repeated the steps that the brothers touched Hong Sifang's head like before. The Scar Man was satisfied.

It was also at this time that Hong Sifang had the opportunity to raise a sincere question.

"Why...why do you do this?"

Poor young master of the Hong family, he almost cried.

This time, the Scar Man gave him a rare answer before leaving with a group of people.

"Our boss is missing, sorry."

It was this answer that made Hong Sifang, who had a bare head no different from a meat ball, broke out completely after being messed up on the street for almost several minutes.

"I'll go, your mother, it's a big deal to me if your boss disappears. Shave my head, and it's a big deal to shave my head!"

Roaring and cursing, Young Master Hong...crying.

...

"You mean...this is all real money?"

Relying on the desk of the guard Mr. Zhang, half of the apples in Shi Dali's hand almost fell to the ground.

Just as he left the conference room, he found a bag and threw all the money into it.

Shi Dali still doesn't believe it, so before officially meeting the cute children in Class 6, Class 6, he plans to go to the bank to ask if this is true or false?

However, who knew that after talking to Mr. Zhang for a few words, the person was just going to make a final decision.

"Of course this is true. I was the bank security guard before I was a janitor, so I can't be wrong!"

Wearing glasses, Mr. Zhang seemed quite dissatisfied with the suspicion that Shi Dali showed.

Shi Dali was silent now. He didn't think about this problem before. If the money is true... what should I do?

"What are you doing when you stand there? Where did you make a fortune? But with so much money, aren't you afraid of robbery?"

Seeing that he was silent, Uncle Zhang pushed his glasses up and asked curiously.

Shi Dali reacted and quickly put all the money on the table back into the bag.

"I borrowed it from my friend, and I'll return it to others now."
Chapter completed!