The significance of Xie Qian to this security company is just like the God of wealth.

And at this moment, Xie Qian is standing at the door of the Internet addiction school, ready to go in and have a look.

He didn't even bring Hans and they went alone.

Not surprisingly, when Xie Qian was about to enter the school, he was stopped by the security guard at the gate of the school.

The security guards were more polite to Xie Qian, obviously taking Xie Qian as a client to send people in.

Several security guards surrounded Xie Qian, respectfully but strongly invited him to a rest room.

Every time soon, a middle-aged man with gold glasses and meticulous hair arrangement walked into the lounge.

The moment he saw Xie Qian, his eyes lit up. He immediately went to Xie Qian and said with a smile, "Hello, I'm Mr. Du here. I don't know what I can do for you."

With the same smile, Xie Qian said: "Hello, Mr. Du, there is a child in my family who was very naughty originally. Recently, he became addicted to the Internet and became more and more out of control. I want to inquire about the situation when people say that I can teach my children well here."

Mr. Du pretended to nod his head deeply, his eyes twinkled with greedy light, and said: "well, this is simple. You've found the right place. This is what we do here. As long as you send the child, I promise to help you to teach him well."

"Oh, that's great."

With a surprise on his face, Xie Qian asked, "can you show me the situation inside you? I want to see how you educate your children."

In Xie Qian's opinion, Mr. Du will definitely refuse this proposal. After all, according to Hans, this school is just like a concentration camp in World War II, full of crime and pain.

However, to Xie Qian's surprise, Mr. Du agreed with a smile.

"Of course, I'll show you."

With that, Mr. Du stood up and led Xie Qian out.

Soon, the two of them came to a classroom.

There were students studying in the classroom. When Mr. Du and Xie Qian came in, all the students still looked down at the books, and no one looked up.

"Students, the teacher brought people to visit, everyone to..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Du remembered that before he asked Xie Qian's name, he turned to look at Xie Qian and asked with a smile, "Hello, what's your name, please?"

"My name is Xie Qian."

Xie Qian said with a cool look. His eyes glanced over the students in the classroom. He saw that the students' movements were neat and uniform, just like they were carved from a mold.

It is reasonable to say that the general class, if there is no teacher management on self-study, then it will be very noisy.

But this class is quiet, even a little too quiet, even the sound of turning books, are cautious.

Just after Xie Qian and them opened the door and came in, none of the students looked up, as if they had not been interfered. However, as soon as Mr. Du spoke, they all raised their heads together and showed a typical smile towards Xie Qian.

"Hello to Mr. Xie Qian, students."

Mr. Du said.

"Hello, Mr. Xie Qian." The students spoke in unison, even with a smile on their face.

Mr. Du nodded his head with satisfaction and said to Xie Qian, "Mr. Xie Qian, you see, this is our class. This is the child who has been educated by us. He is polite, positive, sunny, healthy and has good grades. He is just a perfect child."

What Mr. Du said is a bit true. Xie Qian is not clear. He just feels very uncomfortable.

There are more than 30 students in front of us, male and female, high and low. They are lively, cheerful and full of flowers.

However, these people in the classroom look like puppets. Their every movement and every look are so cold and impersonal.

It's like their hands and feet are mechanically fixed, and they only make programmed movements.

Xie Qian couldn't help it. He rushed in directly, went to the platform and said, "everybody, please tell me the truth, what have you been through?"

Those students seemed to have never experienced such a thing, and their faces all showed a brief look of panic, but they soon recovered their calm, and even the smile on their faces was the same as before.

Mr. Du was also startled by Xie Qian's sudden action. There was a trace of anger in his eyes, but he still came into the class and said, "what did Mr. Xie Qian ask you? Monitor, stand up and answer

A girl student with a red sleeve mark on her arm stood up. The girl student wore a ponytail. Of course, all the girls in the class wore ponytails. The length was as accurate as a ruler.

"Mr. Xie Qian, our life here is very good. The school has given us a good education, guided our study and life, and shaped us..."

The monitor's words were very fluent, as if he had recited them thousands of times.

"You wait. I want to hear what the student next to you says."

Xie qian can see that the monitor has obviously prepared in advance, and her words are recited in advance.

However, another boy next to the monitor stood up and said exactly what the monitor said. All of them recited the same manuscript.

Xie Qian was shocked.

Du forced his anger and went to Xie Qian. He didn't know when two security guards were standing at the door.

"Mr. Xie Qian, you don't need to ask these questions. Our education for children must be the best. Look at these children, how wonderful they are."

Mr. Du looked at the class and said with a smile.

When his eyes scan there, the students there will not help but tense their bodies and clench their hands.

That's fear and tension. Obviously, they know that if they don't cooperate with Mr. Du, they will have very terrible consequences.

Xie Qian immediately understood.

All the students in this class have been controlled. They are like a group of people who are pressed at the foot of the mountain, and the mountain is Mr. Du beside them.

If he does not overthrow the mountain, he will never get the real answer.

"Mr. Xie Qian, we've seen it here. We still..."

Pop!

A clear voice sounded in the class, all the people were surprised to stare.

Du teacher Lengleng shook head, some did not make clear what happened, he only felt his side face is hot pain.