Chapter 708 You Scum!

After saying that, Crystal asked Jordan, "how are the kids? Are they in class?"

Jordan smiled and nodded, "Yes, they just had dinner. Now they are all going to class."

"Okay, I'll go inside and see them."

"Okay."

After saying that, Crystal turned around and went to the place where the children were having their classes.

Jordan and Brandon stood still.

"Brandon, come with me. I'll take you to see where you live."

"Okay, thank you, Professor Jordan."

Jordan took Brandon to the inner courtyard of the orphanage. There were two adytums in the orphanage, one of which was for female teachers, as well as other cleaning aunts and children.

In the other inner courtyard, Jordan and the old man who was in charge of purchasing materials in the canteen lived. At this time, Jordan took Brandon to the room where he and the old man lived.

The decoration of their room was very simple. The furniture was simple. There were some bunk beds. The old man was sleeping on the lower bunk. Jordan was sleeping on the upper bunk, and the other bunk beds beside them were prepared for other male teachers.

They chatted happily along the way, as if they really met a bosom friend. Their laughter echoed throughout the inner courtyard.

But when they entered the room and closed the door, Jordan's face instantly darkened. All of a sudden, he grabbed Brandon's collar and the anger in the corner of his eyes was obvious. "What do you mean by that, Morris? I have given you the money. Why do you still come to me? "

Brandon still wore a faint smile on his face. He gently patted away Jordan's hand and said, "Bro, why are you so angry? As you can see, I'm not here for you today. I'm here to work... "

Before Brandon could finish his words, Jordan interrupted him coldly, "For a job? You, a gambler who has been idle for many years, would look for a job?"

Brandon straightened his clothes and said with a smile, "

is pocket and took out a card. He glared at Brandon and said, "There is still five million in it. I don't care why you are here today. Take the money and get out of here, or I will not be polite to you."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Brandon looked at Jordan with disdain. He laughed and said, "Bro, you are really rich now. You always give out five million. It seems that you have made a lot of money by establishing this orphanage."

Jordan threw the money to Brandon and said, "Get out of here. These money together with what I gave you before are enough for you to squander for many days."

Brandon picked up the card and looked at it in the air. "Look at my bro, it's different now. You have begun to follow the people of the upper class to reach the level of dumping cards. You can get any card you want. Alas, it's a pity that I don't care about the money in this card. But since you are so generous, I would be sorry if I don't accept it.

But as I said just now, I'm your English teacher now. Professor Jordan, if you are really afraid that I will make trouble for you, why don't you cooperate with me? When my goal is completed, I will leave obediently. "

Jordan's chest heaved violently. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What on earth are you doing here, Morris? "