My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (179)

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Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher, Chapter 179: Wan the Fool Plays the Good Guy.

Liang Jun wasn't impressed with Fatty Yang's gang, or rather, he wasn't impressed with the reinforcements they'd brought. This stemmed from his

confidence in his own fighting abilities. Seeing Brother Wu leading a group of people approaching, he seemed unconcerned, but in reality, he was in

a highly alert fighting state. Just as he was about to suddenly attack and kill Brother Wu, Brother Wu's attitude

suddenly changed. He looked behind him and quickly walked away. Liang Jun inexplicably looked back

and saw a middle-aged man standing there (this was purely Liang Jun's impression). He wore a white

cotton shirt, the kind with knotted buttons, and cloth shoes. His face was thin, his expression kind,

and he seemed harmless, smiling and very benevolent. However, his eyes always sent

a chill down one's spine.

Liang Jun remembered—wasn't this the middle-aged man that Nan Ba Po had sent to pull him away last time? It seemed

that Wu Ge was extremely disliked by the middle-aged man, or rather, extremely subservient in his presence—like a servant

before his master. The middle-aged man said something to Wu Ge, and Wu Ge was terrified, trembling as

he retreated to the side. Then the middle-aged man approached with a smile and said, "Young friend,

what are you doing here?"

Liang Jun, quick-witted, replied, "It's you, Uncle. I was just looking for Aunt Nan. Where is she? Do you know

?"

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "I don't know."

Liang Jun thought to himself, "Aren't you his driver? How could you not know?" But, his mind raced, and he

immediately changed his question to, "Weren't you together?

Who is Wan Hongtao?" Having made his way up from the bottom of Shanghai, this man was a

seasoned Liang Jun perfectly well – the first half of

Liang Jun's sentence and the second half he was implying. Seeing how quickly this young man could speak, and how quick-witted he was,

he couldn't help but feel admiration. He chuckled, bent down, and said, "I'm friends with Granny Nan,

but I haven't seen her lately.

" This scene, however, was a terrible

sight for Fatty Yang and the thin, middle-aged man beside him. They were just a private company in Shanghai. In recent years, Fatty Yang, relying on some small business success and being

received by the mayor a few times, even receiving several boxes of cordyceps, had become arrogant and carried

the cordyceps , his mannerisms displaying a certain air of superiority. But in reality

, the prestige of being received by the mayor was of little use in dealing with any real trouble. Just now, the thin, middle-aged man, in desperation,

brought out a powerful figure in the underworld he had treasured for many years. However, this figure showed no respect,

extorting 100,000 yuan from him before agreeing to help. Unexpectedly, before he could even make a move, he encountered

the figure 's boss, Wan Hongtao, a leader in Shanghai's underworld.

Who was Wan Hongtao? He was a legend in Shanghai. He was once as famous as Qiao Si from Northeast China. Once, when Qiao Si crossed

the river, he debated with Wan Hongtao. Qiao Si, with his imposing manner, displayed the air of a local tyrant, while Wan Hongtao remained silent with a gentle smile

. Qiao Si, unimpressed, told others, "Wan Hongtao can't even speak properly. I think we should just call him '

Wan the Fool.'" From then on, the nickname "Wan the Fool" stuck. Wan Hongtao, however, didn't mind, simply

laughing off.

After returning to the North, Qiao Si pondered Wan Hongtao's actions and concluded that he was all talk and no action.

He harbored ambitions to seize control of Wan's territory and sent men to secretly observe him. After several months of observation, the men returned and reported that Wan Hongtao was

a complete coward, driving a beat-up Jetta and fraternizing with peddlers and laborers, even happily mingling with a vegetable vendor

pushing cart. Qiao Si laughed and said, "Everyone says Wan Hongtao is a tiger, but I think he's

a sick cat." From then on, he plotted to take over Wan Hongtao's territory.

He planned an operation, intending to personally lead a team to Shanghai. However, just as he was about to leave, a postman rushed over, saying there was

an urgent document for him to sign. He waved his hand, about to say something, when he realized his

guards had been restrained, and the postman was pointing a gun at him. The document, which he was supposed to sign,

had a line written on it: "Wan Hongtao wishes Master Qiao a successful operation."

Qiao Si was taken aback, only then realizing Wan Hongtao's formidable power. Fortunately, Wan Hongtao's men didn't make a move. From

then on, Qiao Si never dared to underestimate him again.

Years later, when people discussed the differences between the two, they felt that Qiao Si's reputation

was higher and more flamboyant than Wan Hongtao's, while Wan Hongtao was too low-key. Compared to Wan Hongtao, one had

a thunderous reputation, while the other remained quiet and unassuming. However, in the end, Qiao Si became history, while Wan Hongtao

continued to walk the stage.

This world is inherently full of drama; those who aren't tigers insist on acting like tigers, and those who aren't sick cats

insist on acting like sick cats.

Yang Pangzi finally understood what it meant to be filled with anxiety. Or rather, what it meant to regret. In his view, what

could a mere brat possibly be worth? He had been in Shanghai for so many years, even receiving hospitality from the mayor;

surely he couldn't defeat a mere kid?

He summoned Wu Kaiyan, a notorious figure in Shanghai's underworld, but little did he expect that behind Wu Kaiyan stood an even more powerful figure

, Wan Hongtao. Wu Kaiyan, with his formidable reputation, was utterly subservient to Wan Hongtao like a schoolboy –

a stark contrast indeed. Even more unbelievable was that Wan Hongtao, the kingpin of Shanghai's underworld,

was all smiles and extremely amiable before this young upstart he had completely disregarded, practically begging for his attention

.

Fatty Yang was utterly bewildered; his blood seemed to freeze, and he could barely stand. Just

then , the thin, tall middle-aged man spoke up, "What did I just say?"

Fatty Yang was filled with shame. His trusted aide had warned him, but he hadn't taken it

seriously 'd only thought that some brat dared to steal his woman, and if he didn't eliminate this kid today,

he wouldn't be able to establish his authority in Shanghai. He hadn't known why he'd acted so presumptuously; wasn't he just asking for trouble?

Wan Hongtao was joking with Liang Jun when his face suddenly darkened. He narrowed his eyes, looked at Fatty Yang,

and asked, "What's wrong?" His previously kind and harmless face had suddenly become incredibly cold.

In Yang Pangzi's eyes, he was no different from a ferocious demon from hell. He

immediately a puddle of yellow fluid oozing from his buttocks. The men who had been making sarcastic and mocking remarks about Liang Jun

were now trembling with fear, deeply regretting their earlier outburst.

Wan Hongtao gave Yang Pangzi, who was barely breathing, a disdainful look, thinking, "

This piece of trash is less responsible than this kid." He also felt it was unfair to bully such a spineless

fellow, so he turned to look at Liang Jun. Liang Jun, observing his expression, didn't know that the man before him

was the famous Wan Hongtao from Shanghai—the man whose master, Huang Xi, had once called him in front of him. However,

seeing his powerful aura and the cowardly way his men dared not even breathe in his presence, he knew this

middle-aged man was no good. Moreover, it seemed he was a friend, not an enemy. In short, this man could

be greatly utilized. His eyes darted around, a plan forming in his mind. His shameless, opportunistic nature resurfaced. He said, "

Uncle, don't be angry, it's nothing. This friend just wanted to reward me with money for a meal."

Wan Hongtao, still confused, watched Liang Jun with interest. The thin

, He was about

to speak up to stop him, but Wan Hongtao's sharp gaze silenced him.

Liang Jun continued, "He wanted to reward me with dinner, saying he'd only give me twenty yuan, and wanted me to exchange it for your niece-

in-law. I told him I could eat ten million yuan in one meal, and he couldn't afford that." The man became displeased.

Wan Hongtao understood. He thought to himself, "That fat guy was a shameless old man, and this little bastard is

a shameless little ." But now that he had stepped forward, he had to see it through. He remembered Granny Nan

's speculation about the young man's background and thought, "Granny Nan invested so much money, and

now that I've caught up with her, why not use her blood to feed this little tiger beside me?"

With that thought, he immediately put on a smile and said to Liang Jun, "Young friend, you may have misunderstood. Who is

this gentleman? He's a successful person. How could he do such a shameless thing?" These words

stunned everyone, even Liang Jun was bewildered. He thought to himself, "Did I misjudge him? Is this old man also

on their side ?

" Upon hearing this, Fatty Yang immediately perked up like a fully inflated balloon, shouting, "Yes, yes,

yes, I definitely didn't mean that!" Even Brother Wu was excited, thinking to himself, "Wan Da is really good to me. He knows I

have connections with Fatty, that's why he helped me settle this."

But before the three could even figure it out, Wan Hongtao spoke up again, "Your niece-in-law is so young, and he's

an old man. He wouldn't stoop to such a shameless act. You must have misheard."

Liang Jun looked at him suspiciously, not replying. He was now trying to figure out

what . He made up his mind: "If you want to help them, sorry, no matter who you are, I'll fight you

to the death.

" At this moment, Wan Hongtao smiled again and said, "However, he probably likes you too much, young friend, and

really wants to give you a gift." Then, turning to Fatty Yang, he said, "You really are dishonest, a disgrace to Shanghainese. You

can't even come up with 10 million, what are you showing off for?" At this point, everyone still felt that Wan Hongtao was just trying

to smooth things over, so no one spoke.

Wan Hongtao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Well then, young friend, don't be too serious. Even if you ask him for 10

million, he really can't come up with that much." Turning to Yang Pangzi with a pitying expression, he added, "How about this,

I'll put in a good word for you. If you can't come up with 10 million, surely 2 million is within your reach?"

Yang Pangzi, upon first hearing this, almost kowtowed to Wan Hongtao, but upon closer listening,

he nearly fainted. He felt like crying, staring at Wan Hongtao's kind face, his heart burning with anguish, speechless for a long time

.

"Speak!" Wan Hongtao's expression remained kind, but his eyes were cold and sinister,

sending . Wan Hongtao said, "My ability is limited. If you're unwilling, there's nothing I can do.

I can't handle this matter. Let Granny Nan discuss it with you."

Yang Pangzi didn't know how much power Nan Pozi wielded, but

he had a clear understanding of who this young man was to her. He understood why Wan

Hongtao true nature.

As Wan Hongtao turned to leave, Yang Pangzi's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't hold back any longer and blurted out, "

I agree."

Wan Hongtao smiled and said, "You're a smart man, brother. That's right.

What's 2 million? It's just making friends." Turning to Liang Jun, he said, "Young friend, please do me a favor and don't be angry anymore.

It's not a lot or a little money; it's just a friendly gesture, what do you say?"

This was precisely Liang Jun's purpose in interjecting. Now that Wan Hongtao was so perceptive, securing this benefit for him and

immediately asking for 2 million, why should he be angry? He was secretly overjoyed, but outwardly he maintained a

serious demeanor, saying, "It's all up to you, Uncle. When I see Aunt Nan, I'll have to tell her that it's too insignificant for a child like me to

thank you. She'll have to thank you for me to earn your respect.

" Upon hearing this, Wan Hongtao gave him a thumbs-up. Liang Jun assumed the middle-aged man was acting,

unaware that Wan Hongtao was genuinely astonished. Were kids these days really this capable? It was truly

extraordinary! Even Brother Wu and the thin, tall middle-aged man were secretly full of admiration. How could such a young child be

so capable? Not only was he incredibly calm and collected in the face of a group of thugs, but he also knew how to assess the situation and

seize the opportunity to extort money from them. And what about his words? How insightful! Thinking back to

when we were his age, we could never have uttered such words; we were probably still eating shit.

Fatty Yang, with a long face, handed over the check for two million. Wan Hongtao seized the opportunity and said, "Brother,

don't . Granny Nan is very protective of her own. If she's really unhappy

and throws a tantrum, can you appease her, or can I?"

Wan Hongtao, being a shrewd and cunning man, spoke succinctly. This old fox understood the situation at a glance.

"What happened is that you, Fatty Yang, have acted like a jerk when it comes to women," he said. Firstly, he was warning Wan Hongtao not to be resentful

about know his place, he'd suffer the consequences. Secondly, he was subtly telling

Fatty Yang, "Don't blame me; blame Nan Ba Po. You should thank me; if it weren't for me, you'd be in big trouble." Therefore,

he bluntly asked, "Who appeased her, you or I?"

Liang Jun took the bankbook, turned, and handed it to Yi Ren, saying, "Alright, don't feel wronged. Quickly thank your uncle for getting

you so much money for cosmetics and perfume."

Yi Ren was very clever; she immediately bowed and thanked him, her words sweet. Wan Hongtao laughed

and waved his hand saying, "Alright, I should go now. Let's go out for tea sometime."

Seeing Wan Da leave, Brother Wu didn't dare linger and quickly followed. Yang the Fat, leading a

group of men , glared fiercely at Liang Jun, finally letting out a snort and storming off with eyes blazing with anger.

The thin, middle-aged man shook his head, thinking to himself, "That two million was wasted."

Yang the Fat was furious today; this was the greatest humiliation of his life. He had spent two million to

support mistress, and the girl was thanking someone else instead. He caused a lot of trouble later because of that two million,

but that's another story.

After everyone left, Liang Jun realized it was really late. Neither of them had eaten a bite of food,

and Yi Ren was still in a daze, holding the two million savings book, staring blankly as if in a dream. Liang Jun

nudged her and said, "Come on, what are you thinking about?"

Yi Ren looked at him for a long time before saying, "Where to?"

Liang Jun said, "Nowhere to go, let's go home first."

Yi Ren shook her head and said, "Let's go to a big hotel tonight, it's on me."

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