The Magnificent Son-in-law Chapter 941 941: Asking for a Glass of Water

Upon hearing this decision, Hui Shiba, along with a few others who had just laughed, were instantly glared at angrily by the rest of the innocent people.

Xiao Feng also frowned slightly. He did not oppose this "one person's mistake, everyone punished" system, but for Du Qingyue and the little girl and others, it seed sowhat unfair.

And Neng Ren, as if thinking of sothing, pointed at Du Qingyue and others, adding, "Those who just passed the assessnt are exempt from punishnt."

He had previously learned from Xue Nuofu that among these stunning beauties, more than half were intricately connected with the patron daddy, also known as Boss Xiao.

Offending so many people at once, could it still be good for him?

So, these people definitely couldn't be punished, at least not until obvious mistakes appeared, they absolutely shouldn't be punished!

Neng Ren walked up to Hui Shiba and said sincerely, "Punishnt is a ans, not an end; the goal is to help you rember.

Usually, jokes are fine, but when seriousness is required, put away your joking ntality, otherwise, you might drag down everyone else."

Hui Shiba nodded and did not show much defiance.

...

At Jiangcheng Welfare Institute, Nie Longjiao was sitting in the dormitory in a daze.

After Zhao Ce had an accident, the job of teaching the kids at the institute fell to her.

And these days of classes have given Nie Longjiao considerable insight into the difficulty of this task.

Whatever Zhao Ce's personal qualities may be, leaving them aside, his professional level was indeed undeniable.

However, thinking that tomorrow there will be a new teacher to teach the kids, Nie Longjiao stretched and smiled, "Finally, I can be free!"

People fear idleness the most; as soon as one is idle, it's easy to start thinking about all sorts of things.

Quickly, a figure popped into Nie Longjiao's mind.

The figure was undoubtedly Xiao Feng.

Nie Longjiao propped her elbow on the desk, resting her face in her palm, and twirled a pen with the other hand, lost in wild thoughts.

What is he doing now?

Could he... be thinking about too?

She opened the drawer, took out her phone, but for a long ti, couldn't make up her mind to make the call.

"Still better to think about serious matters, whether to work for him."

Nie Longjiao gathered her thoughts and carefully pondered this issue.

To be honest, from deep within her heart, she no longer really resisted this matter.

But thinking about her master's teachings and the original purpose of founding the welfare institute, she couldn't help falling into a dilemma.

Unable to make up her mind, Nie Longjiao took up a cat-shaped piggy bank, opened the bottom plug, and took out a coin.

"Heads I'll help him, tails I won't," Nie Longjiao murmured.

"Buzz!"

With a light sound, the coin flipped up and down.

"Clack!"

Nie Longjiao clasped her hands together, left hand below, right hand above.

She slowly removed her right hand to reveal... tails.

Nie Longjiao furrowed her brow tightly and muttered, "This doesn't count, two out of three wins."

However, the second result was tails again.

Which made her furrow her brow even tighter: "Three out of five wins!"

And so on, for half an hour...

Nie Longjiao rested her chin on the desk, speaking weakly, "Eighteen hundred thirty-five rounds, nine hundred eighteen wins…"

"Clack!"

The coin fell on the desk, spun around, and ultimately showed tails again.

"Ahhhh!" Nie Longjiao scratched her hair, frustrated, "How could it be tails every ti? This coin must be fake!"

However, calming down, she suddenly realized.

Through tossing the coin again and again, adding round after round, hadn't her intentions already beco obvious?

She took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to call, opened her notebook, and began drafting rules.

Working for him was okay, but not everything would be done.

...

The next morning, Xue Nuofu routinely called everyone up for training.

First, they ran three laps around Jinyue Garden, then practiced the set of movents taught by Xiao Feng, repeatedly, until mastered, sitting down effortlessly.

This was the morning routine; in the afternoon, there were group confrontations and other projects, testing combat effectiveness truly.

With Tie Wa's joining, many minds beca active, trying hard to befriend him to avoid their salaries being docked entirely, using all sorts of loopholes.

These minor tricks were naturally observed by Xue Nuofu.

However, he didn't intervene.

Under the rules, little harmless tricks were no harm, what mattered was the actual outco; as long as the result was good, he could turn a blind eye.

"Old Xiao, I heard you spent a lot of money to hire that Neng Ren?"

In Xiao Feng's yard, Zhao Guo'an while preparing cooking materials, asked.

"Of course not!" Xiao Feng said with a bitter face, "So, everyone learns properly, don't waste the money, that's all."

Just as he was saying this, an elderly man in tai chi clothes and cloth shoes with white socks walked in.

The old man had a straight posture, looked about fifty years old, with hands behind his back and a kindly smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Xiao Feng asked.

"Oh, I live nearby, just coming over for a glass of water." The old man cupped his hands and introduced himself, "I'm called Gu Shi."

Xiao Feng and Zhao Guo'an exchanged a glance, both noticing the doubt in each other's eyes.

According to Gu Shi, he lived nearby, so it couldn't be as simple as asking for water.

However, Xiao Feng didn't rush to ask his real intention, he picked up a teapot from the table, poured a cup of freshly brewed tea, and handed it to the other end of the table.

Gu Shi said thank you and wandered around with his hands behind his back, nodding now and then as if admiring the scenery.

Xiao Feng was about to speak when he saw Neng Ren walk in, yawning, greeting Xiao Feng, "Good morning, Boss Xiao."

Then, noticing Gu Shi in the yard, he asked, "Who is this?"

Gu Shi smiled, introduced himself, and returned to gazing around.

Neng Ren furrowed his brow, scrutinized Gu Shi, and asked, "Sir, is your surna Gu?"

"Yes," Gu Shi nodded.

Neng Ren laughed, "What a coincidence, my surna is Neng, your surna is Gu, these are rare surnas indeed."

Saying that, he extended his hand.

Gu Shi hesitated, put two iron balls from his right hand into his left, and then extended his right hand.

However, just as their hands were about to et, Neng Ren suddenly retracted his hand, fingers together, with great speed slashed towards Gu Shi's neck.

"Bang!"

Judging by the sound from the slash, Neng Ren's strength wasn't small this ti, certainly not easy for soone over fifty to bear.

Yet, strangely, Gu Shi didn't faint, didn't scream, didn't even step back but only wobbled slightly.

Xiao Feng imdiately beca alert, ready to take action at any mont.

While Zhao Guo'an, holding a wok in both hands, prepared to use it to attack or defend at any ti.