"Teacher Yang, please, give us a way out."
Chu Heng and his son kowtowed several times, and only then did Yang Xi snap back to her senses.
"Teacher, how do you want to handle this? You decide," Zhou Hong said with a smile.
"This...!" Yang Xi was flustered, having never witnessed such a scene.
Zhou Hong said, "If you want my teacher to give you a way out, it depends on your sincerity. If two kowtows can make up for what your son did to her, that would be too laughable."
"I know, I know. A small compensation, please accept it, Teacher Yang." Chu Heng immediately took out a bank card from his person, with the PIN attached.
"What is this?" Zhou Hong asked.
"There are thirty million in here. Consider it a small compensation for Teacher Yang. I hope Teacher Yang will accept it and give us a way out."
Zhou Hong's heart skipped a beat. Thirty million so easily? He only had ten million for living expenses.
"I don't want it. How can I accept this money?" Yang Xi, upon hearing thirty million, waved her hands in fright.
"Teacher Yang, please be merciful," Chu Heng said tearfully.
"Alright, alright, I'll accept it on behalf of Teacher Yang. Hurry up and get lost. Keep your eyes open in the future. If you dare to cross my path again, don't blame me for being impolite." Zhou Hong quickly took the card.
"Thank you, thank you, senior."
"Get out."
Zhou Hong immediately closed the door.
"Teacher Yang, this card is your compensation. That Chu Yang has been harassing you for so long, this compensation is what you deserve." Zhou Hong handed the card to Yang Xi.
"Zhou Hong, how could you take this money? What's the difference between this and extortion? Hurry up and return it to them," Yang Xi quickly advised.
"Look at what you're saying. The money was offered by him as compensation for you. I didn't ask them for anything," Zhou Hong said speechlessly.
"But, this is thirty million."
"Who cares if it's tens of millions? Just put it away." Zhou Hong forcefully shoved the card into Yang Xi's hand.
"Zhou Hong, if you want to keep it, you keep it yourself. I don't want it anyway." Yang Xi returned the card again, refusing to accept it no matter what. She had her principles and would never accept money from such a source, no matter how poor she was.
"If that's the case, I'll keep it for you for now." Zhou Hong didn't force it on her. Yang Xi felt the money was tainted and dared not accept it. Not everyone could accept it with a clear conscience like Zhou Hong.
"It's getting late. Shall we go to school now?" Yang Xi said.
"Okay."
Zhou Hong immediately went out and came to the entrance of the residential complex. Just as he was about to hail a taxi, Yang Xi stopped him.
"There's still time. We can take the bus. The bus is only one yuan."
"What are you afraid of? We have so much money now anyway," Zhou Hong grinned.
Yang Xi couldn't help but roll her eyes at Zhou Hong. She was wondering what kind of background Zhou Hong had that made Chu Heng and his son so terrified that they knelt and begged for mercy and willingly offered thirty million.
However, Yang Xi didn't ask further. If Zhou Hong didn't tell her, it was because he didn't want her to know.
Soon, Zhou Hong and Yang Xi arrived at Jinzhou University.
"Zhou Hong, you go to the classroom. I'll go back to the office to prepare my lessons."
"Okay. Oh, right, find some time, and I'll visit your home and treat your mother's illness." Zhou Hong offered proactively, fearing that Yang Xi would be too shy to ask.
"Mmm, then let's add each other on WeChat, okay?"
"WeChat?" Zhou Hong was a little confused, having never heard of such a thing.
"What is WeChat?" Zhou Hong asked.
"Ah, what's wrong with you? You don't have WeChat, do you?"
"Can you check if I have it?" Zhou Hong turned out his pockets, as if wanting her to check if WeChat was inside.
"Pfft!" Yang Xi couldn't help but laugh.
"You're so funny. So you were just teasing me," Yang Xi said with a laugh.
"Haha, that's right. Just kidding with you." Zhou Hong knew he had made another gaffe and laughed.
"I'll give you my phone number. You can search for my number on WeChat later. 152..." Yang Xi recited her phone number. Sudan Novel Network
"Okay, I've got it."
"Mmm, let's part ways here." Yang Xi didn't say anything more and said goodbye to Zhou Hong at the intersection.
Zhou Hong looked at Yang Xi's retreating figure, so graceful and slender, and his heart couldn't help but flutter.
"Slap!" In the next second, Zhou Hong slapped himself.
"Beast, are you even human? How dare you disrespect your teacher." Zhou Hong cursed himself inwardly.
Without further thought, Zhou Hong arrived at the School of Economics, Class 2 of Accounting.
At this moment, the class bell had rung. The students were all seated, but the teacher had not yet arrived.
When everyone saw Zhou Hong enter, their initially happy expressions instantly soured.
Zhou Hong ignored their expressions and took out seventy thousand yuan from his person, throwing it onto the desks of the students whose phones he had smashed that morning.
"What do you mean by this?" one of the students asked.
"What? You think it's too little? This stack of money, isn't it enough to compensate you for one phone?" Zhou Hong sneered.
The student then realized that Zhou Hong was here to compensate them for their phones.
At this moment, all the students looked over, their eyes filled with shock. Zhou Hong was compensating each person with ten thousand yuan. Their phones weren't worth that much! Especially some of the students, who had cheap thousand-yuan phones. Now, getting ten thousand yuan in compensation, wasn't that a profit?
For a moment, many students thought, if only Zhou Hong had smashed their phones, how good would that be? They could also get ten thousand yuan in compensation now.
Those students who received compensation were overjoyed. They didn't expect that although Zhou Hong was domineering, he was quite generous.
Unfortunately, they had no idea that it wasn't Zhou Hong being generous, but that he didn't know the price of phones and was too lazy to find out. He just gave them a stack each, regardless of whether it was enough.
At this moment, Qin Mengxue and Qiao Xiaoyu also looked up.
"Xiaoyu, look, Zhou Hong is giving everyone ten thousand yuan," Qin Mengxue quickly said.
"Hmph, this hooligan. He doesn't cherish money that he didn't earn himself. My grandfather gave him ten million yuan. If he spends it like this, who knows how long it will last."
After distributing the money, Zhou Hong returned to his seat.
Just then, the teacher for the class arrived.
Everyone immediately began class.
However, Zhou Hong didn't have any textbooks. But he didn't care. He was just there to go through the motions anyway, and besides, he already knew how to calculate accounts.
Soon, a class ended.
The teacher left the classroom, and everyone got up, preparing to go out to relax or use the restroom.
However, at this moment, two male students walked into the classroom. One of them called out, "Chen Xiaomei, Brother Hui wants you to go give him a massage."