Ma Qingqing was suddenly a bit confused.
The young woman was, after all, only 19 years old, and not being allowed to transfer schools was like a chokehold on her future.
But Liu Zhizhong was very steady, glanced at the other party's work badge, offered a cigarette, and said with a smile, "Teacher Zheng, would you please make an exception? Qingqing's situation is unique, and it's not suitable for her to live and study here at the moment, so..."
However, this Teacher Zheng glanced indifferently at Liu Zhizhong, did not take his cigarette, took out one of his own, and cut him off.
"Your name is Liu Zhizhong, right? From Yangzhou, and used to be the secretary to the fallen Secretary Ma Xudong?"
Ma Qingqing was stunned for a moment, looked at Brother Zhizhong, and didn't expect Teacher Zheng to know him.
Liu Zhizhong smiled slightly, unruffled, and said, "Teacher Zheng, if I may be so bold, do you... know me?"
"Heh heh..."
