Hello, Mr. Major General

Chapter One Hundred and Seventy

In the eyes of the drivers, gardeners, and housekeepers of the He family, He Zhichu's pomp and style are particularly large, not to mention driving the door to others, even he rarely does it.

The driver of the Rolls-Royce hurried out was a fat white man in his forties, but his face was red, like cooked dried shrimp.

He rubbed his hands, his red face turned pale, and he called out anxiously: "Mr. He, let me come..."

The driver leaned over to open the door for Gu Nianzhi.

He Zhichu glanced back at him.

To others, there was nothing unusual, but the driver only felt that his eyes were cold to the bone, and the hot sunshine of the Ponte Mac River at the end of September could not make him feel warm.

Wouldn't Mr. He fire himself just because he was a step late?

The driver was sweating profusely.

He has been unemployed for many years. It was hard to find this job three years ago. The annual salary is twice as high as the market price. The benefits are the same as government employees. Since then, his family has medical insurance. He has worked for more than 20 years. There is also pension insurance for the first time.

He must not lose such a job!

"Mr. He!" the driver yelled imploringly, his red and black face almost wrinkled.

Gu Nian got out of the car, turned her head and looked at the driver curiously, and then at He Zhichu, "...Professor He?" She screamed at the driver.

He Zhichu's expression eased a little, and he nodded to the driver, "It's okay, she's me... a student, so I'll take her in. You park the car in the garage and take her home later."

The driver sighed heavily, smiled at Gu Nianzhi, and bowed deeply.

Gu Nianzhi was taken aback, hurriedly stepped away, and nodded to him again, "Excuse me."

The driver returned to the car with a smile, and drove away.

Gu Nianzhi followed He Zhichu to the colonial-style white mansion not far away from the last century.

"Professor He, this is your home? Are your parents here?" Gu Nianzhi was a little cramped.

She had been to He Zhichu's house in the suburbs of Boston, which was much smaller than this manor. It was He Zhichu's temporary residence.

And this manor has an ancient atmosphere everywhere, passed down from generation to generation in the family, and I don't know how many generations live here.

Gu Nianzhi felt that this place should be He Zhi’s ancestral home.

Only for this reason can He Chu explain how he can own so much property and so many servants at a young age.

He should belong to someone who owns old-money.

He Zhichu smiled, shook his head and said, "No, my parents are not here. This is just a temporary residence."

Is such a large estate or a temporary residence?!

Gu Nianzhi really felt beeping.

She didn't want to talk anymore, and dullly followed He Zhichu up the steps and into the living room.

Two rows of low-key and precious oak doors were pushed open by two white maids with black hair, blue eyes, white clothes and black dresses.

Upon entering the door is an oval-shaped hall, and directly opposite the door are two huge spiral staircases leading upstairs.

Gu Nianzhi raised his head and glanced roughly. This house is three or four stories tall, right?

How many rooms should there be?

"Professor He, is there a lot of people in your family?" Gu Nianzhi was still a child with a temper, depressed for a while, and then quickly threw it away, and asked with a big smile, "So many houses..." She spread her arms and almost turned around. After a circle, "How many people can live?"

"I live alone here." He Zhichu paused. "Assistant Wen lives in a guest room not far from here."

Such a large manor, of course, not only has one main house, but also several small buildings, scattered in all directions of the manor.

The lights are lit at night, and the small buildings are like pearls on the green grass, surrounding the main house in the middle.

Gu Nianzhi chuckled twice, and wondered why Assistant Professor Wen lived here?Is it true that teaching assistants are both servants and nanny?

At this moment, Gu Nianzhi remembered a scene he had seen outside the C library.

On a rainy day with heavy rain, Wen Shouyi held an umbrella to protect He Zhichu in the car.

She held all the umbrellas on the side of Hechu, it didn't matter if her body was wet.

At that time, Gu Nianzhi complained in her heart, thinking that she was not like a teaching assistant, but rather like He Zhichu's nanny.

It now appears that the two really have a close relationship.

Knowing this, it would be irrelevant for her to report to Wen Shouyi at will in front of Hechu.

Maybe He Zhichu brought her to his home just to clarify the unusual relationship between Wen Shouyi and him, so that she should stop embarrassing Wen Shouyi?

For the first time, Gu Nianzhi is a little uncertain about her next three-year master's career.

Was it really for her good when Wen Shouyi tried to persuade her not to insist on going to a graduate student at Hechu?

This is too scary...

Gu Nianzhi shook his head and suppressed the thought.

"What are you thinking about?" He Zhichu opened the refrigerator, took a watermelon smoothie and handed it to her. "If you don't understand anything, you can ask me, don't think about it by yourself, it's not your style. "

He Zhichu stared at her, a gentle strand of peach blossom eyes flashed past, he stretched out his hand, lifted a strand of hair that fell from the side of her face and pinned it behind her ear.

Gu Nianzhi hurriedly stepped back, feeling uncomfortable with the touch of He Zhichu.

She put down the watermelon smoothie and twisted her hand, "Professor He, are you okay? If there is nothing else, please send me back. My guardian is waiting for me at home."

"...You obviously have questions, why don't you ask me?" He Zhichu took a step forward, not allowing her to back down, "Have you really doubted?"

"Do you doubt what?" Gu Nianzhi blinked, and her thin black long eyebrows picked up. "You are my professor and tutor. You are so good to me. Why should I doubt when I am full?"

"You were obviously wondering why Wen Shouyi lives here, why didn't you ask?" He Zhichu's face became cold, he sat on the beige brocade single sofa, with one arm resting on the armrest of the sofa. Picking up the squiggly peach blossom and looking at her, his straight nose and thin lips showed that he was very unhappy.

Gu Nianzhi lowered her head and tightened her hands. "Professor He, this question has nothing to do with me, I don't want to ask."

Why does Wen Shouyi live in He Zhichu's house, and what does it have to do with her?

She is just his student, should we check his net worth?

"It's irrelevant?" He Zhichu looked at Gu Nianzhi, unable to tell whether he was disappointed or at a loss. "Really irrelevant?"

"...As long as you abide by your professional ethics, you don't have to be selfish." Gu Nianzhi raised his head and spread his hands, smiling again on his face, stretched out his slender right hand, and pinched his thumb and index finger together. As your student, I dare not ask for too much. I only expect so little from you."

"Only so little?" He Zhichu was so angry that she laughed, "Gu classmate is really humble and not greedy at all."

"Well, I have always been a good student who has both good character and learning, and can be considerate of others." When Gu Nianzhi boasted of herself, she even blushed.

He Zhichu closed his eyes, propped one hand on his forehead, and sat on the sofa with his legs on his side. He didn't move, and waved his other hand, "Go back, go to the garage and find the driver to see you. "

He didn't look at her, so he sent her away.

Although Gu Nianzhi was a little unhappy, he didn't play his temper in front of He Chu.

Which green onion is she?

When she was given three points of color, she really opened a dyeing workshop.

Gu Nianzhi said to He Zhichu according to the rules: "Then I'm leaving, and goodbye Professor He." Turning and leaving like a model student.

He Zhichu raised his eyes and saw her back go further and further away, without any nostalgia, clenched his fists tightly, and cried out again: "...Read it."

This is the first one.

The second one should be the combination of two more, including monthly pass 4600 plus more, around 1 noon.

I forgot my monthly and recommended tickets!muah!

O(∩_∩)O~.