Chapter 5: Sharpening the Knife and Heading Towards Jingyang

  Suddenly, An Le stopped running and looked at Jingyang saying: "Give me back the five yuan I just used to buy your ticket, I'm going to take the bus.

  Jingyang couldn't help but laugh, "You're really obsessed with money, aren't you? You've won so much and yet you still care about these five bucks."

  "Of course, even if it's just a little, I'm lending it to you, I'm not doing charity." An Lele said as she snatched the five yuan from Jingyang's hand and ran towards the bus station like flying, she still had important things to do!

  Thinking of those two gloomy faces, An Lele felt relieved and delighted. The anger she had accumulated over the past few days was instantly vented on them. People who like to frame others will eventually get hurt by the nails themselves!

  Messi sat in the car with his head down, speechless. Jingyang's mouth was still hooked up at the corner. Messi had been back for so long and had always been proud, except for this uncle, no one could make Messi concede. Unexpectedly, this silly Anle made Messi frustrated, which might not be a bad thing after all.

  After dinner, Messi was in his room tracing the character posters and refused to come down. Jingyang thought about the twenty pieces of work and felt a bit worried. Seeing that the toys around Messi couldn't attract him, Jingyang was shocked. Messi was quietly changing, and it had only been two days.

  "Xixi, I helped you copy a few more. It's all because Uncle lost to An Laoshi and gave you extra homework."

  "No, uncle, I can afford to lose. The foreign aid I invited is not powerful, this can only blame my choice, I don't like to cheat."

  Messi finished speaking and went to practice hard.

  Jingyang is proud of his responsibility, this child is proud but also has bright spots in terms of character.

  Jingyang reported the recent events to his boss on Wall Street in the US. Macy's mom was naturally shocked after hearing it, "Looks like this new method of home education is quite effective, give her a raise."

  As soon as she frowned, the image of An Lele's eyes gleaming with gold light and a money-obsessed expression appeared in front of her again. If she knew about the salary increase, how excited would she be?

  "Alright, I'll take care of it!"

  Hang up the phone, pick up the report in front of him, and all that's swirling in Jingyang's mind is Anle's heartless and ruthless appearance. He doesn't know if it's because he's been looking at these Excel sheets for too long, but as soon as he thinks of her, his lips can't help but curl up.

  Meizi didn't finish those twenty sheets of handwriting practice until two o'clock in the afternoon. Anle happily held Meizi's homework and said, "Not bad!"

  "Euthanasia, I'm telling you, this vendetta won't be avenged if you're not a gentleman." Macy's hands were still shaking.

  "Ha, you're using idioms now!"

  "Today I want to play chess with you."

  "Hmm!" An Le replied calmly, really sympathizing with the tutors who had quit before her. It was impossible to teach Messi too little, this kid was a freak!

  Jingyang held a meeting in the conference room for an entire afternoon. As soon as it was over, he handed all the materials to his assistant and said, "I'm heading home first." Then he unbuttoned his suit jacket and rushed to the elevator like flying.

  Good friend and deputy general manager Jiang Hai saw him like this, and exclaimed: "When did he become so infatuated with home?"

  Everyone expressed ignorance.

  When Jingyang returned home, he found Meixi sitting on the stairs with her head down. She looked up at Jingyang listlessly and said, "Uncle, can you give me some pocket money?"

  "Where's your money?" Jingyang asked, but he already knew what was going on.

  "They've all been euthanized and taken away," Messi said sorrowfully.

  "Oh, I see, what did you play with her today?"

  "Let's play Chinese chess!"

  "Huh? Then she's too formidable, why don't we fire her?" Jingyang deliberately asked Maisi.

  "No way, she's one of the toughest home tutors I've ever seen, and I must win back my money."

  Jingyang's tightly strung heartstrings relaxed, he was really afraid that Messi would dislike Anle, he spread his hands to show his willingness to accept Messi's opinion.

  Messi no longer stubbornly insisted on learning, now all used to compare with Anleile, he suddenly had a little admiration for that girl, just a little bit, people who can deal with Messi are really rare.

  Isn't Maisie supposed to be doing her homework right now?

  Jingyang left Messi's room, dialed a string of numbers on his phone, and said with great enthusiasm: "Let's go to Qile together for a drink." Then he hung up without waiting for the other party to respond. He knew Jianghai would definitely come, as his summoning technique had never failed him before.

  An Lele rode her bicycle to Qile Beer City like a flying bird, she had just found a job selling beer here. If it weren't for the fact that this month's tuition fees were all used to offset Jingyang's car repair fees, she wouldn't have to work so hard. Looking around at the increasing number of people drinking, on her first day of work, she mustn't make any mistakes.

  She took a deep breath and walked towards the bar. Wait, who did she see? That familiar handsome face appeared eerily, no way!!!

  She suddenly turned around to avoid him, not wanting him to see her being stimulated by his poisonous tongue. She took a step back, just about to leave, when "An Lele?" was called out. It was as if she had been struck by lightning, and she froze in place. Had she lost her hearing? How could this pleasant voice be the evil Jingyang's voice?!

  She didn't turn around and said in a soft voice: "You've mistaken me for someone else."

  "An Lele, what are you doing? The guests over there have been urging for several times already!" Sister Cui shouted at her with a majestic chest.

  Waaah, An Lele was so angry that she went crazy. Why is it so miserable? Cui sister, you didn't shout earlier or later, but only shouted at this critical moment. Are you a noble person from Jingyang?

  Angrily, she slowly turned around, with a fake smile on her face and said: "Hello, Director Jing, what a coincidence! Hmm!" At this moment, her face was red and her neck was thick, she wished to immediately drill into the seam of the floorboards to escape.

  Jing Yang looked at her, thinking that she had won his and An Er's money with her greedy mind, and felt so angry that he couldn't help but say, "An Er, have you lost your sense of money? Is this how you make money every hour?"

  "Ha......" An Lele discovered a handsome guy with a sunny disposition, standing behind Jing Yang, who had an extremely well-proportioned figure and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

  How could this be! An Le's eyebrows furrowed, she hated losing face in front of boys the most, especially in front of such a handsome man, she was furious!!

  Jingyang saw Anle looking at the river and sea, her face revealing a shy expression, he thought it was very dazzling, he determined that this girl was not only obsessed with wealth but also very infatuated.

  "An Lele, what are you doing here pretending to be a sculpture? Hurry up and sell wine!!!" In An Lele's heart, Cui Jie had the voice of Hong Tai Lang, but she had the figure of Yangcun Village Chief. An Lele didn't dare to slack off, and quickly ran to deliver beer.

  "Jing Yang, who is this?"

  "A greedy family tutor." As for Jingyang's superior, Hei, Anle tightly grasped the tray in her hand to control herself from smashing it at him. At this moment, a small figure in her heart was sharpening its knife and making a threatening gesture towards Jingyang.

  Jingyang savored the delightful music, extremely pleased to savor the beer in his cup, how refreshing!