"Um?"

The other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Hey, he scolded the next door, are you crazy, you little bastard?"

Ye Lang was depressed, and now he got another pretender and immediately fought back, "Old baby, why did you talk to your father? Have you been hurt after a child? Is it lacking fatherly love?"

"Hey, he scolded the next door. Do you believe it or not, I slap you to death. Little bastard, wait for me, see if I don't kill you, you will hit you and hold the wall while walking, spitting with blood, and you can't take care of yourself!"

The other side of the phone was also very arrogant, with a voice full of vicissitudes, but it was quite angry, and it was so terrifying!

"Have you eaten the mad dog? Is it okay to go home and play with mud? If I hadn't seen your age, I would have beaten you long ago..."

"Hey, he scolded the next door. Although you are old, you are still pretty tough. Come on, let's make an appointment!"

"Go roll..."

Ye Lang hung up the phone unhappily and felt depressed. He had impersonations in everything these days, as well as his grandmother and grandma!

"Dingling..."

Ye Lang just put down his phone and the ringtone rang again. Ye Lang didn't even look at it, so he picked up his phone, "I said, are you old bastard? Are you over? Are you really not sure..."

"Boy, are you crazy? What are you talking about? I am your dad!"

"I'm so he's it. I'll slap you in the crack of the wall and I can't even pick it out. I'm your dad... Hum? Dad? Is it really you?"

Ye Lang's voice stopped abruptly. Listening to the familiar voice, he hurriedly took off his phone and saw that it was indeed his father's number. He immediately grinned, "Dad, this is a misunderstanding. There was an old fool just now..."

"You little bastard, you have grown up. If you talk to me like this, I'll give you a waste..."

Ye Lang hurriedly took away his cell phone. From a distance, he could hear Ye Hao's angry voice and the scene of spitting stars flying around. Ye Lang took his ears away one meter away. Five minutes later, a panting voice came from the phone, "Stupid boy? Where is the person? Ye Lang? Ye Lang?"

Ye Lang hurriedly put it back in his ear, "Dad, I'm here, I'm wrong, I reflect on it, profound!"

"Don't talk nonsense to me. Didn't you talk about studying medicine before? I called my master personally, and I tried to persuade him. It took a lot of money to ask your master to go to the Forbidden City. Let me tell you, stinky brat, you serve me so hard and serve me as your father. Will your master contact you, do you know, okay, that's it, I'm dead..."

Ye Hao hung up the phone panting, leaving Ye Langfeng messy. I wiped it. My life was already messy enough. He arranged for a master to come over and cause trouble. One million grass and mud horses were galloping in Ye Lang's mind, living in bleakness, and I felt so desperate!

Ye Lang remembered what Ling Jieer had done before. He promised his father to learn medical skills. Then his father was also very capable, so he sent his master to come over and came to the Forbidden City!

"My mom, dad, dad, dad, dad, let's discuss it again..."

However, the phone had already hung up, and Ye Lang instantly petrified, and his forehead was covered with black lines. Suddenly, Ye Lang felt something was wrong, and the black lines on his forehead slowly turned into beads of sweat!

"Wait a minute, I'm a little drunk. My dad sent his master, then came to the Forbidden City, and said he would contact me. Then someone called me and said it was my master. If this was a coincidence?"

"Gurl!"

Ye Lang swallowed a little saliva, wiped the sweat on his forehead, causing trouble, Ye Lang hurriedly took out his cell phone, dialed along the number just now, and answered "Hey, he scolded the next door, boy, where are you? If I don't kill you today, I'll spend so many years in vain..."

"That, old man, do you know someone named Ye Hao?"

Ye Lang coughed twice, trying his best to make his tone stable!

"Hey, he scolded the next door. You are even more bastard than that bastard. The bastard born by that bastard is indeed not as good as that bastard. Don't talk nonsense. Little bastard. Go to the place and see who can kill who..."

The master was so angry that Ye Lang hurriedly hung up the phone, opened his mouth almost to the back of his head, rubbing his temples hard. After a moment, the master's phone number came again. Ye Lang shivered and turned off the phone quickly. The whole world became quiet and his scalp became numb. Now it was lively. My mom, this was simply!

Sure enough, it’s the master, that’s right, it’s my master, it’s been confirmed!

What to do? Listening to the anger on the phone, I really kill my own rhythm. Yes, turn off the phone first, calm down!

"Ye Lang, Brother Ye, Teacher Ye..."

At this time, Fu Keyong suddenly appeared from behind, and Ye Lang was shocked, "What are you doing, what are you doing, what are you doing, what are you doing? Are you crazy? Are you all wrong? Is this world changed or I can't do it anymore, why are you doing?"

Fu Keyong was stunned for a long time, obviously frightened by Ye Lang, and said softly, "Ye...Teacher...you, are you okay? Do you need to go to the infirmary to take a look?"

"You are sick, your whole family is sick, you are crazy!"

Ye Lang rolled his eyes, stared at Fu Keyong, turned around and left, Fu Keyong smiled brightly, "It's fine, I'm just a little too excited, maybe a little out of composure, Brother Ye, I've been in Zijin International for almost ten years, almost ten years, from a newly-employed little teacher to the current vice principal. Thanks to you, Brother Ye, the great kindness and virtue are unforgettable, Vice Principal, the status changed instantly, treatment, rights, and salary increased by at least three times, but don't worry, don't forget your original intention when you go around, I will definitely regard the education cause as my life, burn my youth, and illuminate the future of all children. I have never stopped, without regrets..."

Fu Keyong talked while walking. Ye Lang beat up suddenly and looked at Fu Keyong. Fu Keyong also beat him, "Hmm? Brother Ye, what's wrong?"

"How much do you think of salary? triple? triple more than me?"

Ye Lang looked at Fu Keyong in a daze. Fu Keyong was slightly stunned, shook his head, and patted Ye Lang on the shoulder. "Well? Brother Ye, you are an ordinary teacher. When I was the director, my salary was already three times that of you. After all, we are a top international private school, and at the level of the vice principal, at least three times that of my director, so five to six times that of you..."

Five to six times... to six times... six times...
Chapter completed!