Chapter 133: People are a pair of functions 2

As soon as he walked to the teaching building, Gao Yuanping, who had not had time to go up, heard Niu Buzhi's shouting, and felt so depressed: "It's a hot day, you asked me to come over just now, and now you let me run over again, deliberately playing with me as a monkey!"

Although Gao Yuanping was very reluctant, he braved the sun and walked over. Who made him a member of the Yang Group?

Yang Fan came to the school this time to take the Mercedes-Benz high-end business car arranged by Liang Zhongfa for Yang Fan. In addition to Zheng Yiting and whom Yang Fan called for, there was also a driver named Wei Xingwu.

Yang Fan opened the car door and walked out of the car. He recognized at a glance that Niu Bushi, the assistant principal and academic director of the school, was greeted by Niu Bushi. Yang Fan remembered the arrogant and arrogant spirit of Niu Bushi who was facing the student teacher back then. He looked at Niu Bushi's humble and timid look in front of him. He was so awesome.

Yang Fan pretended to be the leader inspecting the work, shook hands tightly with Niu Buzhi, with a kind smile on his face, and said to Niu Buzhi: "It's such a hot day, I'm really sorry to ask the principal to come to the school gate to pick us up in person!"

Although Niu Bushi heard before that the chairman of Yang Group was a very young person, he was still shocked when he saw Yang Fan.

"It's too nonsense to be the chairman of a large company in his twenties. I thought I was still copying notes in the library of Sichuan University, and I wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination." Niu Buzhi couldn't help but feel a strong sense of inferiority complex, and he lost his composure for a while and did not pay attention to what Yang Fan said.

"Principal Niu, Mr. Yang is talking to you!" Xiong Dapeng, who was beside him, gently knocked his elbow and reminded Niu Buzhi in a low voice.

"Hello, Mr. Yang! I am Niu Bushi, the vice principal of the school. Our university president will come to our school to visit, and will come soon." Niu Bushi said with a smile.

He said that Cao Cao would arrive when he arrived. The principal of the high school trotted to Yang Fan, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and said enthusiastically: "This must be Mr. Yang! It turns out that he is young and promising! I am Gao Yuanping, the principal of this high school. I am very happy that Mr. Yang can visit our school."

"Hello, Principal, High School! I'm sorry for you to pick us up outside in such a hot day, we're really sorry!" Yang Fan said politely.

Yang Fan remembers that Gao Yuanping had been the principal of the school for at least seven or eight years. Yang Fan was not very disgusted with him.

"Mr. Yang, Principal, it's so hot here, let's go in and talk!" A trace of greed flashed in Niu Buzhi's eyes as if saying, "If you feel sorry for it, you can give us more money!"

"Principal Niu is right! Mr. Yang and you all go to the office for a cup of tea first!" Gao Yuanping said, and invited Yang Fan and the others to his office.

"Mr. Yang, please have tea!" Director Xiong handed Yang Fan a cup of hot tea.

"Thank you!" Yang Fan politely took the teacup, put it on the coffee table, and said to Gao Yuanping, "President Gao, I'll introduce you to the two beauties who came with me."

"This is Zheng Yiting, the front desk supervisor of the branch, and that is Secretary Shen, the secretary of General Liang of the branch," Yang Fan introduced.

"Good luck, lucky luck!" Gao Yuanping greeted them politely in turn.

"Principal, I came to the school this time. One is to visit the school, the other is to visit the students on behalf of my grandfather; the third is to give the school a medium-sized library in the name of the company according to my grandfather's requirements." Yang Fan said to Gao Yuanping.

Gao Yuanping nodded and said, "I will make arrangements. Chairman Yang, is the old chairman Yang in good health now?"

"Grandpa's body is not seriously ill, but the body of an older person is definitely not as good as before." Yang Fan replied.

"Oh! Time is not forgiving people!" Gao Yuanping sighed. Isn't his body worse than one year?

"President, can I ask you someone?" Yang Fan said after taking a sip of the tea on the table.

"Mr. Yang, please ask." Gao Yuanping said.

"I heard from my grandfather that he had a friend who had been close to his age, named Bufan. Bufan was a student of your school, but one day he disappeared mysteriously. Is there anything wrong?" As soon as Yang Fan said, Gao Yuanping and the other two changed their faces.

Gao Yuanping sighed regretfully, and after a long time, he said slowly: "When talking about Bufan, I don't know what words to describe him. I only know that no matter what he does, he will give you an excellent answer sheet. To be honest, I have taught for more than 40 years, and he is the best student I have ever met. It is no exaggeration to say that if there was no accident, I believe he would probably be the top scorer in the college entrance examination that year. He is so jealous of the talent!"

Gao Yuanping's emotions gradually became excited. Yang Fan could see that every sentence Gao Yuanping said was from the heart.

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Yang Fan refused Gao Yuanping's request for accompanying him. With Niu Bushi and Xiong Dapeng, he roughly visited the school's teaching area and came to the office of the Academic Affairs Director.

"Principal Niu, Director Xiong, can I go to the classroom to attend a class?" Yang Fan turned to ask Niu Buzhi and Xiong Dapeng beside him.

"Of course! Mr. Yang, which class do you want to go to?" Xiong Dapeng replied with a smile.

Before Yang Fan could answer, Niu Buzhi said, "Old Xiong, please invite Mr. Yang and Secretary Zheng, and Secretary Shen to Teacher Xiao Guiqing's class!"

Director Xiong looked at Yang Fan without saying anything, waiting for Yang Fan to make a decision.

This teacher Xiao Guiqing, Yang Fan, is known to her. She is responsible for teaching Chinese. She is one of the few national special teachers in the school. She can be said to be the pillar teacher of the school. The reason why Niu Bushi asked Yang Fan to listen to her class was nothing more than to leave a good impression on Yang Fan.

How could Yang Fan not understand Niu Buzhi's thoughts? He ignored Niu Buzhi's suggestions and asked Xiong Dapeng directly. "Director Xiong, I'll ask which class Buping is in?"

"Mr. Yang, wait a moment, I'll check it for you." Xiong Dapeng said, and sat down in front of the computer.

Not long after, Xiong Dapeng had found out and said to Yang Fan: "Dr. Yang, Buping is in Class 12, and the head teacher is Teacher Xiao Guiqing. Now the class is in Teacher Hu Yuanfang's math class."

"Then let's go to the third year of high school (12)!" Yang Fan said, getting up, shaking his clothes, and preparing to walk towards the classroom.

"Please, Mr. Yang!" Although Niu Buzhi was a little unhappy because Yang Fan did not obey his own arrangements, Mr. Hu Yuanfang was also an excellent teacher in the school, so Niu Buzhi did not object.

Yang Fan and his group quietly walked in through the back door of the classroom with a bench, not wanting to alarm the teachers and students who were in class.

Hu Yuanfang, who was standing on the podium, looked at Yang Fan and the others, and didn't care much. He still pointed at the function image on the blackboard on the three-foot podium and explained it carefully to the students. The students were completely different.

Some people say that high school students are like birds imprisoned in cages. They are full of great interest in the world outside the cage. Even if it is disturbed, they will be regarded as a visual feast.

Since Yang Fan and the others came in, Yang Fan and the others have become the focus of the students and the topic of whispering. Especially Zheng Yiting and around Yang Fan, they have completely attracted the attention of the boys in the class with their beautiful faces.

"Cough cough..." Teacher Hu coughed twice, and most of the students focused their attention on the blackboard.

"Which is your younger brother Bu Ping?" Zheng Yiting, who was sitting next to Yang Fan, asked in a low voice in Yang Fan's ear.

"It's the boy sitting on the left side of the third row against the window." Yang Fan's eyes were filled with incomparable tenderness and care. This kind of eyes only appear among relatives.

"He is taller than you, at least 1.8 meters tall!" Zheng Yiting looked in the direction Yang Fan said. The boy named Bu Ping was indeed somewhat similar to Yang Fan.

"Yes! He hasn't seen him for five years, and he is even taller than me. When I disappeared, he could only reach my shoulders." Yang Fan sighed.

"Don't be sad either. Although you have lost five years, you have met your younger brother again. You should be happy." Zheng Yiting comforted softly.

"Yeah!" Yang Fan nodded. Looking at the understanding Zheng Yiting, Yang Fan was happy for Ni Mutian from the bottom of his heart.

Sitting in the distance, she looked at Yang Fan with her own light, and Yang Fan's every move did not escape her eyes. When she found Yang Fan's gentle and caring eyes turned to the big boy, she became confused and fell into deep questions in her heart. Because she knew very well that the look represented family affection, a family affection that could never be erased.

Although Yang Fan did not listen carefully to Teacher Hu's lectures, he had to admire Teacher Hu's lectures for being very vivid, which made Yang Fan fall into memories of high school life.

Only when Yang Fan knew that Niu Buzhi's voice came was heard, did Yang Fan stop the thoughts in his mind.

"Today, we are honored to invite Mr. Yang Fan, Chairman of Yang Group, to our school. Now he is sitting behind us. We invite Mr. Yang to teach us a class! Welcome everyone!" At some point, Mr. Hu Yuanfang had finished the lecture in advance and walked under the podium; Niu Buzhizheng stood on the podium and said passionately.

"You go up and fool it!" Zheng Yiting looked at Yang Fan with a playful look, and her heart kept looking forward to Yang Fan's expression when she was ugly.

Yang Fan gave Zheng Yiting a blank look, stood up and tidied up his clothes, and walked towards the podium calmly.

When Yang Fan was standing on the podium when he saw Niu Buzhi give up the podium, the students below were filled with incredible words, and their open mouths were enough to swallow two goose eggs at the same time.

The students present may not know what the governor of Sichuan Province is called, but they will never know the Yang Group. As a first-class enterprise in the country, the power and status of the chairman of the group will never be inferior to any ministerial-level senior official. Therefore, when Yang Fan walked into the classroom, no student would have thought that this person who was not a few years older than that of the chairman of the Yang Group. Now, Yang Fan's appearance proved that they were very wrong. So Yang Fan did not feel particularly strange when he saw the expression on their faces.

"You must be both surprised and envious of my identity, right?" Yang Fan's loud voice resounded throughout the classroom.

The students did not speak, but nodded one after another. There was no doubt that what Yang Fan said was indeed what they thought of in their hearts at this moment.

Yang Fan smiled and continued, "Actually, you don't have to envy me so much. All I have is time and luck than you."

"Time and luck?" The people in the audience read two words Yang Fan said, but their eyes looked at Yang Fan in confusion.
Chapter completed!