Chapter 799

"Young people are good. They are not afraid of heaven and earth. I appreciate your momentum!" looking at Chen Jiu's back, he nodded with satisfaction. Ma Yun was very satisfied.

The general office, which is a gathering place for comprehensive office teachers, was greatly relieved when Chen Jiu came here.

In the general office, there are more than 50 teachers of men, women and children. Their accomplishments are either high or low, but they do not exceed nature, which means that Chen Jiu can be fearless of them!

If anyone wants to look for trouble on purpose, you can give them some color to see.

"Oh, come and see, our new horse God, the youngest teacher is coming. Welcome, welcome..." Chen Jiu's arrival naturally attracted the attention of dozens of people. They stood up one after another and clapped their hands with different expressions.

The name of a man is a shadow of a tree. Although Chen Jiu's cultivation is low, it is an indisputable fact that he defeated Zhuge Ma God. Everyone is still very concerned about him!

"Ha ha, comrades, it's hard!" Chen Jiu can't let them underestimate it. It's like a leader's inspection, setting his hands and responding to many teachers.

"Serve the people!" many teachers, conditioned immediately respectfully, but when they reacted, they couldn't help a burst of indignation "hum, what a big shelf!"

Ignoring the discontent, Chen Jiu seemed not to see it. He came to one of the unmanned desks. He sat down impolitely.

"Get up, Chen Jiu, that's not where you should sit!" immediately, a middle-aged man with a square face scolded Chen Jiu.

"Oh? There's no one here. Why can't I sit?" Chen Jiu asked, looking at the middle-aged man with some dissatisfaction.

"The rows here are seats for eighth class teachers. You are a ninth class teacher now. You should be in the most marginal row!" the middle-aged man reminded coldly.

"What? The most edge, who stipulated this?" Chen Jiu was a little upset.

"This is an unwritten tradition in our office. You are new here and must abide by it!" the middle-aged man shouted, "what do you say?"

"Yes, although you are a horse God, we all have skills. Don't think how great you are!" a group of teachers looked at Chen Jiu's young and unconvinced him!

"What if I say no?" Chen Jiu looked on coldly, unwilling to move the ground.

"Chen Jiu, you're new here. You'd better not make trouble, otherwise you won't have your good fruit in the future!" the middle-aged man warned again.

"Hum, I'm really a donkey. I'll sit here today. I see who dares to touch me?" Chen Jiu patted the table angrily and sat down. Who won't give face.

"You... Are you against all our teachers?" the middle-aged man was angry, and other teachers couldn't hang on their face. They all stared at Chen Jiu angrily and wanted to eat people.

"Well, I say you're all right. Chen Jiu is a child. Why do you care so much about him? Where is sitting? My third mother can see him sitting. It's no problem!" at this time, a middle-aged woman suddenly came out and stood up for Chen Jiu.

"Du Sanniang, don't pretend to be kind there. I tell you, who in the temple doesn't know he is a soft egg. If you want to make his idea, you'd better save it!" the middle-aged man immediately mocked the middle-aged woman.

"Wang can't do it. You don't know your own virtue. You still have the face to say that others can't do it?" the middle-aged woman rebuked, and the man blushed in a word.

The middle-aged woman has a rich body, a wind and feelings, and is full of temptation and confusion. The middle-aged man's real name is Wang Buxing, but later it was spread that he directly shouted Wang no, which is his greatest shame and disgrace!

"Du Sanniang, do you really want to stand out for this boy?" another thin old man stood up.

"Zhao ghost hand, your God earth hall can't turn you to retaliate?" Du Sanniang contradicted with dissatisfaction.

"Hum, you're looking for your own death. You'll have a good look in the future!" the old man glared at me and didn't say anything more.

"Sanniang, you want to raise a little white face. Have you lost your sight?"

"Yes, he can't do it there. What's the use of keeping it?"

For a time, the voice of ridicule continued to ring. These teachers are the lowest teachers. It is difficult to compliment their conduct by virtue of their skills.

"You... These people, although their moral character is not very good, you can't bury people like this before!" Du Sanniang was very dissatisfied with many teachers.

The atmosphere of the office was very unpleasant. Du Sanniang kindly came to Chen Jiu and explained to him the composition of many personnel in the office.

More than 50 people, a small number, are specially recruited teachers with professional skills. Chen Jiu is not an example, but his age and accomplishments have broken a new record.

The defeat of Zhuge Ma God is a great achievement, but he is young and his cultivation is so low that it is inevitable that the teachers in the same industry will be jealous!

These teachers come from all over the world and from all forces. It's really not easy to understand them one by one.

"Thank you, Mr. Du. I'll pay attention!" finally, Chen Jiu thanked her with gratitude.

"Well, I still have classes to attend. Be careful alone. They don't have a fuel-efficient lamp!" Du Sanniang was a little worried. She waved her hand, shook her hips and left.

"Chen Jiu, go and pour me some water. I'm thirsty!" Du Sanniang just left. The king next to him couldn't find fault again.

"Why should I pour you water?" Chen Jiu was a little unhappy.

"You boy, do you know how to respect your predecessors? I'm an eighth class teacher. I'm higher than you. I naturally have the right to call you!" Wang Bu raised his voice eight times and shouted, lest others might not hear me.

"Oh, well, you wait, I'll pour it for you right away!" Chen Jiu suddenly enlightened. He got up and walked out immediately.

After a while, Chen Jiu returned with a porcelain and gold cup and handed it to Wang No. "no, elder, please drink water!"

"You... Don't call me 'no' in the future, you know?" Wang was angry. He raised his glass and drank it directly. "Er, where did you get the water? How did it taste strange?"

"No, sir, what should I call you?" Chen jiugu asked again.

"You should call me 'OK', elder, you know?" Wang can't stare and scold, "why does your water taste so strange?"