Super Treasure Bag

The situation changed too quickly, causing Shi Dali to lose his balance and quickly take a step back.    

    

"Um …" I don't know. "    

    

After saying that, he rubbed his nose. The pressure this female principal gave him was too great, especially with regards to the awkward question of high heels. It was really hard to answer.    

    

"I might have lost it... "Oh right, I intend to hand over the sixth class to you, okay?"    

    

He said so casually, but Chen Shuke suddenly changed the topic.    

    

Thankfully, the other party didn't continue pursuing the matter about the shoes. Shi Dali felt a burst of relief, but he didn't think too much about the class six for six and nodded in agreement.    

    

"No problem, leave it to me."    

    

No matter what, he had to retreat from this woman.    

    

Suddenly, Chen Shuke burst into laughter. If not for her identity as the principal, this twenty-eight-year-old girl was smiling like a blooming flower.    

    

It was also at this moment that Shi Dali suddenly realized the special characteristic of Class 6!    

    

Simply put, it was a class that all the teachers had given up on. It would be better to put it more clearly … Wenn Xiaotian was the class monitor of Class 6, and most of the students in that class were children like her.    

    

At this moment, Teacher Shi finally realized that he was about to become the class teacher of those little devils, and he started to panic.    

    

"Principal, I'm afraid the 6th class is …"    

    

"I will never be able to keep up with your words. Then this matter shall be settled!"    

    

However, Chen Shuke's expression immediately disappeared, as if she had once again become the inhumane principal.    

    

No matter how much Shi Dali regretted, there was nothing he could do.    

    

At the same time, he instantly figured out one thing. Why did Principal Chen want to bring up the matter of his high heels? It was clearly a trap!    

    

However, this was all that was left to do. There was nothing he could do now. He had no other choice.    

    

… ….    

    

Just when Shi Dali was having a headache because of Class 6 in the past six years, Hong Sifang sneakily sneaked out of the hotel.    

    

Because he was worried that someone would recognize him, he specially wrapped himself quite tightly and even wore a large hat on his head.    

    

What happened last night made him want to explode, to the point that he couldn't figure it out.    

    

Those girls were in no mood to pay any attention to him. They only thought about why someone was so against them.    

    

Then he leaned against the side of the road, intending to go home first.    

    

However, just at this moment, several minivans stopped right in front of him.    

    

The Head was stunned. Hong Sifang didn't even have time to think about running, the next moment he saw the familiar man in black.    

    

He's back!    

    

"Brothers, let's …" Is there some kind of misunderstanding? "    

    

Trembling in fear, this young master Hong Family's legs were truly trembling.    

    

They came back after leaving for a while. Previously, they only brought their hair with them. This time, things were not as simple as they seemed.    

    

Pow!    

    

Since Hong Sifang thought about it, he didn't seem to care about him at all and put a metal chair beside him.    

    

"Sit down!"    

    

Scar-Faced Man's voice was firm and filled with an unquestionable tone.    

    

"Okay, sit down. Sit down, we have something to talk about. "    

    

A wise man knows his place. Hong Sifang sat down with a smile on his face.    

    

Following behind, he saw the five razors begin to turn.    

    

He couldn't help but split up his hands and was forced to sit on a chair by the side of the road.    

    

Especially Hong Sifang's head, he couldn't even frown if he wanted to. He could only maintain his motionless posture and watch as the razor approached him.    

    

"Attack!"    

    

Scar-Faced Man didn't want to say a word, so he ordered his men to attack.    

    

However, he had shaved last night, so he didn't have much stock left. It was just a tiny bit of black stubble.    

    

However, he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of his brothers. He was so meticulous that he almost wanted to get everything out of his body.    

    

Other than that, Hong Sifang only felt a gust of wind pass by his eyebrows and then his eyebrows became clean.    

    

Then, a gust of wind blew again, and his eyelashes also disappeared.    

    

From the beard to the fur on his face, he took them off one by one. There were even over ten big men who intentionally blocked the way, worried that someone would come and disturb them.    

    

In fact, there were quite a few people walking by the roadside. After realizing that they were just shaving their hair, everyone felt that these days, rich people really enjoyed themselves.    

    

They were all shaving their heads and leading a bunch of lackeys on the street. Not only was their hair extremely messy, even their eyebrows and eyelashes had been shaved off. It was truly amazing.    

    

Of course, Hong Sifang's heart was completely broken down.    

    

In this year and age, there were people who were concerned about his face, and people who were concerned about his money … There was actually someone who was still concerned about his fur!    

    

In the end, it took almost half an hour. After repeating the same steps as before, when all the brothers touched Hong Sifang's head, Scar-Faced Man was satisfied.    

    

It was at this moment that Hong Sifang finally had the chance to ask a sincere question.    

    

"Why... "Why would you do that?"    

    

Pitiful Young Master Hong Family, almost to the point of crying.    

    

This time, Scar-Faced Man gave him a rare reply before leaving with a bunch of people.    

    

"My boss is missing. Sorry."    

    

That was the answer. Hong Sifang, whose head was as bald as a meatball, exploded after messing around on the street for a few minutes.    

    

"F * ck your mother, what does your boss going missing have to do with me? What's the use of shaving my head!"    

    

He roared and cursed. Young Master Hong... Weeping.    

    

… ….    

    

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

    

Half of the apple in Shi Dali's hand almost fell to the ground.    

    

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

    

Shi Dali didn't really believe that something like a pie falling from the sky. Therefore, before he officially met with those cute kids in Class 6, he planned to go to the bank and ask if it was real or fake.    

    

However, he didn't know that after a few words with Grandpa Zhang, the man had already reached a conclusion.    

    

"Of course it's true. I was the bank's security guard before I became the doorman, there's no mistake!"    

    

With his glasses on, Master Zhang was quite dissatisfied with Shi Dali's suspicion.    

    

Shi Dali became silent. He didn't think about it before, if the money was real … Then what should he do?    

    

"What are you doing? Where did you make your fortune? But with this much money, aren't you afraid of robbing? "    

    

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Grandpa 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 a friend, I'll return it now."    

    

After saying that, he rushed out of the door.