I, A Pirate, A Cartoonist!

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Although Xia Yan is a teacher, he does not have many courses in Zongwu High School.

After 4 o'clock in the afternoon, he was ready to go home from get off work.

Strictly speaking, this is an early leave, wages will be deducted, and in serious cases, you may even be fired directly.

However, Mo Yan came to work in a top-notch sports car, and when he was applying for a teacher, he walked through the back door of Jian Group Mountain, so the principal naturally had to turn a blind eye.

He didn't want himself to be drowned for provoking Xia Yan - Tokyo Bend.

"Why on earth with this background - to be a teacher?"

Standing on the tall building, watching Xia Yan stepping into the luxury sports car, President Zongwu Gao sighed softly.

To be honest, he was very confused.

He was both surprised and horrified that Xia Yan came to be a teacher in his school.

Terrified because, Xia Yan's background is too scary.

Although a single Isayama group is not enough to stir up the situation in Japan, if it wants to bring down a school like Souwu Gao, it is definitely an easy task.

In particular, Japanese people who have a little understanding of the history of chaebols in Japan know that the predecessor of the Isayama Group was the Isayama Association, which was once a top gangster famous in Japan.

Anyone with a normal IQ, even a boss with a wealth higher than the Isayama Group, would not want to provoke those extrajudicial fanatics.

As for surprises,

President Zongwu Gao squeezed a smug smile on his fat face, and turned to look at the check he put on the table.

300 million yen.

Based on an average annual salary of 3 million yen for an ordinary Japanese, this is the property that he can earn only after 100 years of earning.

And if you remove all kinds of expenses, even if an ordinary Japanese can save 1 million yen a year, it will take a full 300 years for him to praise 300 million yen.

It is no exaggeration to say that for ordinary Japanese, this is a huge sum of money.

Even for the second-class upper class of society, the President of Zongwu High School, this is a considerable amount of income.

And this is just a welcome gift from Xia Yan to work here, and Isayama Group to the President of Zong Wugao.

This is also the reason why the President of Zongwu Gao was both afraid of Xia Yan and surprised at the same time.

Money, not many people hate this stuff.

At this time.

Principal Zongwugao saw an Aston Martin sports car following Mo Yan's car, and the two luxury cars quickly left Zongwugao one after the other.

"This...is the car of Mr. Heike Jing, did she leave early too?"

…for flowers…

Looking at the iconic Aston Martin, President Zongwu Gao quickly remembered the identity of the other party.

If it was another teacher, he would definitely demand the other's salary and give him a good warning.

If the other party is a beautiful female teacher, he might be able to play some unspoken office rules.

Unfortunately, he didn't dare either.

That's peace and quiet!

Not to mention the fighting power of the famous Souwu High School of Heike Jing.

Just look at her family background, although it is nothing in front of the giants like Isayama Group and Xia Yan.

But for the school of Zongwu High School, the Heike family is also a behemoth that cannot be provoked and offended.

"I hope Mr. Ping won't offend that Mr. Xia Yan, or else!"

Shaking his head with a playful smile, Zongwu Gao Principal Xiao Mimi leaned over and put away the 300 million check on the table.

General Wu Gao outside the gate.

Xia Yan drove the sports car to 120, and did not deliberately go high.

Behind him, Calm also kept the speed at 120, neither catching up nor keeping a distance from being pulled away. Big

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