Chapter 6 You may be crushed to death by a flowerpot
"Oh, uncle, what are you talking about?" Dong Yiran blushed a little.
Lin Haochuan tidied his clothes and said, "Is there anything else? If not, then I will come to work tomorrow!"
"Wait a minute, let me take you to visit our college!" Dong Yiran said.
"That's fine!" Lin Haochuan nodded.
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After walking out of the classroom and office building, Lin Haochuan followed Dong Yiran and walked on the tree-lined path of Nanshi No. 3 Middle School.
"Why did you come to our school to interview as a chemistry teacher?" Dong Yiran blinked his cute big eyes and looked at Lin Haochuan's profile.
Lin Haochuan said: "Because, I want to experience life!"
"Experience life? Don't tell me that you are a fake rich second generation. Your family is super rich. You came to our school to interview teachers because you were idle and bored!"
"No, girl, you misunderstood, I'm not a rich second generation! I'm just bored!"
"You can see it!"
Dong Yiran glanced at Lin Haochuan's clothes and felt that this man's taste was not ordinary. He was wearing a leather jacket in the summer?
Lin Haochuan continued: "My father died long ago, and he didn't leave me any money!"
"What? Lin, Teacher Lin, you said, your father?"
"That's right, he's long gone!"
Dong remained silent, "My condolences!"
She is a relatively emotional girl. "No wonder you are so mature. Is that so?"
Lin Haochuan raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Yes, he died more than two thousand years ago!"
"Eh? More than two thousand years?" Dong still looked at Lin Haochuan in confusion.
Lin Haochuan added: "Well, although I am not a rich second generation, with my current net worth, being the richest man in the world shouldn't be a problem!"
"What?" Dong was still confused.
Because of Lin Haochuan's words, she changed three or four expressions in succession.
"Haha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in this century. You said you are the richest man in the world? Pfft... That's right. It's not illegal to pretend to be cool these days, but you are indeed quite interesting!"
Dong Yiran was laughing so hard, but Lin Haochuan didn't think it was funny, because what he said was the truth.
"To tell you the truth, my assets in China can buy the entire Mujiang City!"
"Pfft... Hahaha, bragging, keep bragging!" Dong Yiran covered his stomach and laughed.
Lin Haochuan frowned, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
He thought Dong Yiran was looking down on him?
"My total assets, to be honest with you, can buy the entire land in the United States!"
"Pfft... Hahaha, oh, I will brag later, my stomach hurts from laughing now, you will brag later, please let me slow down first!"
Dong Yiran covered his stomach with one hand and supported the big tree with the other, his chest trembling with laughter.
She took a look at Lin Haochuan's appearance. She thought that Lin Haochuan was quite serious, but unexpectedly, he turned out to be a braggart!
During the interview just now, he said that he was once a teacher at Confucius Institute, and now he is bragging that he is the richest man in the world?
It's not uncommon for Dong to brag. After all, she lives in a circle filled with wealthy people.
But the man in front of him can be said to be the most powerful cowhide king Dong Yiran has ever seen!
"What, you don't believe it?"
"Ahem, I believe it, I believe it very much!"
With a slight cough, Dong Yiran recovered, glared at Lin Haochuan angrily, and then walked away with elegant steps in his gauge shoes.
Lin Haochuan looked at the back of the woman in front of him and suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a rare smile.
"Well, nowadays people's social outlook and values are pretty good. But when they heard me say that I was the richest man in the world, they were not moved at all? It's not like those girls in the past who just said that I had millions and they threw their weight behind me.
I’m giving you a hug!”
Lin Haochuan murmured a little, and his face finally smiled for the first time in twenty years of sleep.
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The next morning, Lin Haochuan woke up early from the basement, put on a newly bought suit, and tidied up his appearance. He looked clean and tidy.
"System, yesterday you said I would be bitten to death by a dog, but the dog turned around and ran away when it saw me. So, how will I die today?"
"Reporting to the host, you may be crushed to death by a flower pot today!"
"Okay, I get it now!"
After coming back to his senses, Lin Haochuan breathed out slowly.
Yesterday, when Dong Yiran took Lin Haochuan to visit Nanshi No. 3 Middle School, they met a vicious dog. It was a Caucasian dog with a fighting power comparable to that of a Tibetan Mastiff.
Just as the Caucasus pounced towards Lin Haochuan and Dong Yiran, Lin Haochuan just glanced at the Caucasus coldly, and the dog walked away sadly with its tail between its legs.
Because the animal's instinct tells it that if it takes a step forward, it is likely to be kicked to death by this man.
Lin Haochuan held an ID card in his hand and wiped it gently.
I saw it read: Lin Haochuan, male, August 6, 1997.
Of course, this is Lin Haochuan's fake ID card.
For thousands of years, what hasn’t Lin Haochuan learned?
The paintings he copied were enough to look real, and the calligraphy he imitated was considered genuine by others.
Of course, Lin Haochuan's own calligraphy and painting skills are not bad either.
It's just that Lin Haochuan has been busy escaping death these years and has no extra time to engage in these creations.
Combined with modern technology, a small ID card is just a few codes and a button to Lin Haochuan.
[Author's digression]: ps: Thank you all for your support. (To be continued)