Chapter 582： Scolded

Seeing that the meat that was about to reach his mouth suddenly flew, Huo Yizhen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he answered directly without looking at the caller ID on the phone.

Before he was angry, the person on the other end of the phone had already attacked first: "Huo brat, you bastard!"

The anger on the phone was so loud and familiar that not only Huo Yizhen, but Qi Anran glanced at the phone in surprise.

Huo Yizhen then took a distracted glance at the remarks on his mobile phone screen, frowned and asked, "Old Sang?"

"Who else could I be? Hey boy, I said that An Ran obviously doesn't like going to school, let alone running to get together with a large group of people for military training, so he suddenly wanted to go to university on a whim. It turned out that it was you kid who was making a ghost, and it was because of my face that I went to the Imperial Capital University to be an instructor to coax a fool! You stinky kid is really...really trying to **** me off!"

Mr. Sang has recently been busy researching a new type of energy material. He is so busy that he can't even go home, let alone come to school to teach students.

Because of this, it has been two or three days before he accidentally learned from others that Huo Yizhen actually took a bunch of his men to the Imperial Capital University to become a freshman instructor.

The person who called him to tell him about this also sighed with emotion, Sang Lao is really a big face, and he can ask Huo Yizhen to be an instructor in their school, and the relationship is really good.

Old Sang was almost out of anger when he heard this and dropped his phone on the spot. He has a good relationship with that brat? Think too much.

That stinky boy is a school where his face is up, obviously there are other plans, the worst thing, this little **** is still playing his banner!

It's all right now. Everyone thought he was the one who brought the people to the school. They came around to speculate whether he could let Huo Yizhen also go to them, and discuss the topic of enrollment next year.

God knows, how can he have such a big face, he really wants to mention this to that little bastard, maybe he will laugh at him!

Old Sang really had a blood stalk in his throat, and he was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

"An Ran is too simple to be calculated by your grandpa and grandson. You know that An Ran is filial and reluctant to refuse your elders. If you can't manage An Ran, let your grandfather help you fight An Ran! After all, your grandpa and grandson are fundamentally different. It's just a nest of snakes and rats, why haven't I seen your true colors long ago?"

Huo Yizhen was so stunned by Sang Lao's scolding.

After reacting, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said to his heart, if it wasn't for the two of you old guys who depended on the old and sold the old all day long, and trapped his wife in the laboratory every day, he would have to think of such a detrimental thing. Trick?

Just about to go back, Qi Anran seemed to have seen his mind, and first stretched out his hand to let him hand over the phone.

Huo Yizhen was stared at by his wife's gaze, inexplicably guilty, and reluctantly handed over the phone.

When Qi Anran took the phone, Mr. Sang was still talking about Huo Yizhen on the phone.

Qi Anran listened for a while, and when he saw that he didn't intend to stop at all, he reminded him: "Old Sang, it's me."

The chattering on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly, and it took a long time before Sang Lao's voice came through the microphone again: "An Ran? Why did you answer the call? Huo Yizhen, that stinky boy? No, where are you now? ?"