Everyone Knows I’m a Good Man

As Ji Changze wished, the new canteen that he wanted, ah no, the canteen aunt wanted, was quickly built with great fanfare.

When everyone first started working, the discipline instructor walked over and scolded him with his hands behind his back in a decent manner: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Who asked you to bring these bricks in?"

"Tell the instructor, we are helping to build the canteen."

"Build a canteen? What kind of canteen? The school never said it would build a canteen."

Ji Changze looked cold and ruthless. Although he was young, he still had the temperament of a senior officer: "Tell me, who told you to do this!"

Spies: "..."

No one asked them to do this, mainly because they wanted to please the cafeteria aunt. Early in the morning, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea and showed their talents, connecting bricks with bricks, drawing drawings, and trying to figure out the cafeteria by building a cafeteria. Auntie’s details.

Building a large canteen is not something that can be done in a short period of time. After such a long time, I don't believe that they can't find out anything.

"The report is that we saw that the cafeteria was a bit small, so we decided to build a big cafeteria on our own."

"Ah."

Ji Changze had a look of disapproval on his face and looked at the spy students in front of him with disgust: "Did the school approve it? Did I approve it?"

"You came here to go to school, what are you doing with all this mess? Huh? What are you doing? Who pays you this money, who does the work for you?"

The spies were criticized, but they still moved forward bravely.

"Report! We spend our own money and work on our own!"

"Okay, you guys are pretty good."

The little instructor seemed to be so angry at this that he laughed and pointed at a few people: "Okay, you spend your own money and work on your own. I won't interfere. I'll see what you can build!"

He turned around and left.

Therefore, people have bad natures. Originally, it was just a normal thing. They all set up the canteen to achieve the purpose of inquiring, but they had no other ideas.

As a result, Ji Changze expressed his disapproval and made them more sarcastic, which only made them more motivated.

Of course, it may be that Ji Changze has tricked them so many times that everyone has a subconscious understanding: anything he agrees to is not a good thing, and anything he disagrees with is a good thing.

The construction of the canteen began with great fanfare.

Because the instructor made it clear from the beginning that he didn't like them making their own decisions, and even suspected that they punished the group of people who built the cafeteria to clean the toilets because of this matter. Except for these spies with ulterior motives, no other students dared to touch this matter. , go to class and go to school honestly.

There are only spies who have other agendas. They run around the canteen very diligently all day long, contributing money and effort.

They are not short of money.

Spies all want to lurk everywhere, and their skills alone are useless. In this world, where can you go without money? As spies, they need to inquire and keep a lot of things sealed, and naturally they have a lot of money.

It may not be enough for a single person to build a canteen, but with so many spies together, not to mention one canteen, eight can be no problem.

"Eye, eh, eh, eh."

Ji Changze stepped on the stool and stood by the window, holding a telescope in his hand and looking at the vigorous construction of the canteen below, with various exclamations in his mouth that never stopped.

Mr. Xue Wu, who was wearing glasses and reading the newspaper seriously, was unbearable by his surprise. He took the newspaper away and looked over angrily: "What are you doing?"

"I see these spies."

Ji Changze was not only happy to see it, but also turned around and called Mr. Xue Wu: "Fifth Master, come and take a look. They are really doing it in a decent way. If you want me, I will definitely not do it like this. You Look, so much glass has been shipped in, I don’t want to buy glass, it’s too expensive.”

Mr. Xue Wu expressed that he was not interested: "They built their own. If you want to see it, just go down and see it."

"How can this be done? I'm a cold-blooded instructor who doesn't agree with them to build the cafeteria. Wouldn't my secret be revealed if I go down there?"

"Then you go to your office and read it. I'm going to read a newspaper here. Are you going to let that person go clean?"

Ji Changze continued to look intently with the telescope, and replied: "Isn't this something I want to do with you? I won't tell you where to tell it in your office."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really good. Look at this big flower pillar, it must cost a lot of money."

Finally having seen enough, he was finally willing to walk away from the window, lay down on the sofa comfortably, and sighed: "You said that all of them who are spies are richer than me."

Mr. Xue Wu read the newspaper seriously and ignored him.

"Fifth Master, please pay attention to me. I find that your temper has improved a lot. Now you tend to ignore me when I talk to you."

Mr. Xue Wu had no choice but to look up at this shameless student:

"I want to talk to you too, but haven't you said the same things over the past few days? Spies are rich, spies are rich, spies are still rich. Apart from these, have you ever said anything else?"

“Isn’t it true that they have money?”

Ji Changze was not ashamed but proud. He crossed his legs and said, "As a poor man, when I see rich people, I want to see more of them. Isn't this human nature? Fifth Master, to be serious, do you think it's like them?" Should we repay such kind people?”

Mr. Xue Wu was puzzled: "Good intention?"

"is not that right?"

"You see, I am short of people and money here, so they sent me so many workers. Not only do these workers work hard, but they also carry a lot of money with them. They don't need anyone to supervise or urge them. ”

"Tsk, tsk tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, if it weren't for the kindness of such a talent, who could have sent it to me?"

Mr. Xue Wu; "...Is this what you think?"

"Of course, it's typical of me to use their people and spend their money to build my home. It's a bargain, it's a bargain."

"Oh, by the way, Fifth Master, I came here to tell you that I think we should dig another basement and use it as a training ground. Then we can practice on top and on the bottom as well. I won't delay the two, right?"

Mr. Xue Wu: "...?"

"But I'm not responsible for this kind of work?"

"It doesn't matter, you just need to go out and walk around a few more times, and then give me a few more orders. Those spies will definitely want to come to you to show their courtesy. When the time comes, just say you want a basement. They will definitely come especially. Digging of the heart.”

Mr. Xue Wu understood.

He pointed at Ji Changze and shook his head with a smile: "You, you, you are so wronged to be born in such a world. If you were born in ancient times, you would definitely be a traitor."

How good at exploiting people.

"Look at what you said, we call each one what he needs. They want to contribute, we need others to contribute, they contribute to us, we are happy, they are also happy, isn't this happy for everyone?"

"No matter what you say, you are right. I won't argue with you."

Ji Changze chuckled, but at this moment he showed some naughtiness of a child, and ran out with a bound.

He is very busy. He has to look after these students, train his own soldiers, and be responsible for literacy and teaching skills to those who come to join him.

What Mr. Xue Wu said was only half right.

He did want to be born in a peaceful and prosperous age, but not to be born there to be a traitor, but to live a comfortable life.

If you can live a good life without worrying about anything, who would want to have your brain running at high speed all day long?

If the world is so chaotic that he can't live peacefully, he will step in and put an end to the chaos.

When the time comes, he can do whatever he wants.

Ji Changze jumped to his office.

When passing by the group of spies who were working hard, the nose was not the nose or the eyes: "Move bricks, move bricks, you know how to move bricks every day, we are a school, if you like to move bricks, why don't you go out and move them."

"laugh!"

He sneered, turned and left.

The spies now feel that the less he wants them to do this, the more energetic they will do it.

If there is no secret, why not let them get close to the cafeteria aunt?

It's not because I'm afraid they'll reveal something.

Children are children after all. No matter how presentable they are on weekdays, when things are about to be exposed, their flaws will still be exposed.

Thinking about it, they worked even harder.

Ji Changze turned his head and saw this scene, not to mention how relieved he was.

Hey, how about stupid people being lucky? Look at these stupid spies. If they weren't too stupid, he wouldn't have killed them all now and just kept them to work for himself.

Back in the office, Ji Changze opened the drawer and took out a map.

This is just an ordinary school map with the names of various locations marked.

If you look closely, it seems normal.

Aren’t they just the various buildings in the school?

What teaching buildings, training grounds, canteens, dormitories and so on.

But in Ji Changze's eyes, these buildings with their sizes marked on them are all the various forces currently active in China.

These forces are large and small, good and bad, some are oriented towards a certain country, some hate a certain country, some are capable of fighting, and some are just looking at the superficial appearance.

They are scattered all over China and are fighting fiercely.

Ji Changze had no intention of joining this battle.

When there is fighting, there are sacrifices. Maybe he is really young and he doesn't want the people around him to sacrifice. Even if only one person is sacrificed, it seems the same to him.

Moreover, aren’t there some pretty good ones among these major forces?

His hand fell on a building and touched it gently.

For example, this organization.

****

Ji Changze hid in his office and figured out a lot of things. After finally thinking about the next development route, he directly opened the secret door of the office and went in. He followed the secret door to another utility room, and then walked from that one He pulled a penis from the ceiling of the utility room and climbed in by himself.

When he first built the teaching building, he designed no fewer than twenty secret rooms and passages, and there were also many hidden underground.

This teaching building looks normal on the outside, and it looks normal when you sit inside the classroom. However, if someone measures the entire length of the teaching building and then the combined length of all the classrooms on the first floor, they will find that ten meters have disappeared.

Hidden within these ten meters are naturally Ji Changze's treasures.

After he climbed up, he faced a room full of parts, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and he rubbed his hands together eagerly as he started to assemble them.

Yes, Ji Changze prefers to study weapons by himself instead of fighting or digging holes.

I don’t know why, but he is quite talented in this. Even if he has never seen it, he can make weapons by himself just by imagining them, and he can also improve and develop them.

Ji Changze will be very satisfied every time he develops something new.

This might be a genius game.

The eight-and-a-half-year-old instructor sat in the classroom, patting this and that with satisfaction, thinking about how he would sell these and convert them into resources.

As the saying goes, one thing doesn't bother two people.

Ji Changze held a part as long as his arm, thinking about the spies who were diligently building the playground, and showed a friendly smile.

The spies had no idea and just built the canteen seriously.

They definitely worked hard on this canteen. Not only did they pay a lot of money, but everyone worked very hard to ensure that the canteen was built to be eye-catching.

The cafeteria aunt was indeed very happy. She looked at these spies as if she were her own children.

The way she treats her favorite children, apart from making more meals with shaking hands, is to take them and reminisce about the past.

"Back then, I was a young lady who never left the house. I spent all day doing embroidery and catching butterflies at home. There was also a swing in my yard. At that time, I was followed by two girls. Tell me what you want to eat. , they went to the kitchen to get it for me."

"Who would have thought that the palace would disappear all of a sudden, my grandfather would die, my father would die, my brother would die too, and I would be a white-eyed wolf when I got married."

"The second room in Baiyanlang's house, there are people behind it, let me tell you..."

Spies: "..."

Whose boss is like this behind the scenes?

Just when they were confused, Mr. Xue Wu appeared.

Mr. Xue Wu, who was born with a clean face and no beard, wore a pair of cropped trousers under a white sweater, glasses with gold rims, a foreign pen in his pocket, and leather shoes under his feet. Customized goods.

To sum it up in one sentence: He looks like a big shot.

Especially the instructor Ji Changze who wanted to raise his tail to the sky when he got some power. Hearing that the Fifth Master was still his teacher, he was usually extremely fierce, but in front of the Fifth Master he behaved like a kitten.

Could it be, it's him?

Everyone continued to speculate, but this time they didn't go out to show their courtesy, but just planned to chat a few words to set up news.

It's a pity that Mr. Xue Wu is not the cafeteria aunt.

He smiled slightly and said, he is the accountant in the school. The school's expenses are not going well recently. Can you classmates help me dig a training ground under the school?

Otherwise, cultural people are different.

Xue Wuye clearly said that the students would pay and work hard to help him build a training ground, but his words, deeds, and words made it seem as if this was just a test, to test which student would be "loyal to the school" "generally.

As a result, the spies began their vigorous digging activities.

We still put in the money and effort, this time even harder than last time.

The reason is that Ji Changze ran to Mr. Xue Wu and asked him to hang out there more. His original words were: "Master Wu, you have to express that I am just here for a casual visit, but you have to make it subtle so that they think you are here for inspection." They observe that they want to pick out a few people they like to train, but you also have to express that you don't want them to see that, which is the kind of I know you want to know but you can't know that I know. Feeling, do you understand?”

Xue Wuye responded to Ji Changze with an ashtray.

"Go away, little bastard! You've been torturing an old man like me all day long!"

Despite the scolding, he still did as Ji Changze said.

It's obvious that he's up to something, how can the spies not take notice of him?

After the underground training ground was built, one day, a group of people were scratching their heads in the classroom and drawing disassembly drawings of weapons. Ji Changze came in with a tigerish face.

"Liu Hu, Zhang Jie, Zhou Liang."

"You three, Mr. Xue Wu has arranged for you to go out with me. You will probably sleep outside at night. You go back to the dormitory to pack your things and wait for me at the door."

Naturally, these three people are all spies.

And they are all working most conscientiously and hard during this infrastructure construction craze.

The ordinary students just listened to it and stopped paying attention, and continued to draw pictures with their heads down and scratching their heads. Those spies who had also been working hard for so many days suddenly became energetic.

How could you let these three people go out with Ji Changze?

And it was Master Xue Wu who asked him.

During this time, Mr. Xue Wu had been standing there watching them work, his eyes scrutinizing and sizing up, and it was clear that he was testing them.

It seems that these three people have passed the test with Mr. Xue Wu.

The spies were excited and annoyed that they should have worked harder at that time. Others lowered their heads and pretended as if nothing had happened, but deep down they were thinking about what they could do to get themselves on this ride.

As for the three named spies, it’s no exaggeration to say that it’s pie in the sky.

They immediately stood up and loudly agreed, went back to quickly pack their things, and waited at the school gate.

After waiting for almost twenty minutes, Ji Changze came belatedly carrying a baggage. When he saw the three people, his eyes were full of disgust. He threw the baggage to the spy closest to him and muttered:

"I really don't know why the fifth master asked you three to come here. You have average hands-on skills, average looks, average words, and average things. How can you help here?"

A spy smiled flatteringly at Ji Changze: "Instructor, we will study hard."

"Yes, instructor, where are we going?"

Ji Changze glared at them: "Why are you asking so many questions? We'll find out when we get there."

He took three people to rent an empty warehouse first.

When it was time to pay, Ji Changze hadn't even taken out the money. A spy paid the money first and smiled at Ji Changze; "Instructor, I'll do it. How can I bother you with such a small matter?"

Ji Changze's face suddenly looked better when he faced him.

"Okay, but I'm warning you, don't tell the Fifth Master about this."

"Yes, yes, we will definitely not tell."

"Yes, don't tell me."

The little instructor was young, so he was coaxed by them all the way, asking for help and buying snacks. If his eyes stayed on something for more than three seconds along the way, the three spies would immediately rush to buy it for him and give it to him. .

Ji Changze knew that they were coaxing him as a child.

I have to say that he quite enjoyed this feeling.

The little instructor who said "They are just kids after all" was no longer so aggressive when speaking to the three of them. This time when someone asked why they came here to rent a warehouse, Ji Changze was finally willing to tell them.

"Okay, okay, you will know it later anyway. Let me tell you, we are here to trade weapons."

"Trading weapons?"

The hearts of the three of them stopped for a beat. They found the source of the transaction. This was big news.

They held their breath, cautiously fearing to frighten Ji Changze who was finally willing to reveal this purpose.

"Instructor, all the weapons in our school are traded, right?"

"Otherwise, how do you think the militiamen managed to win against the foreigners with one thousand against five thousand?"

Ji Changze glared at the spy who asked this question, waved to the three of them, pretended to be whispering, and whispered: "Let me tell you, the militiamen relied on their powerful weapons in the beginning."

"Weapons are powerful...aren't foreign weapons the most powerful?"

The young instructor gave him a look of disdain: "Are you stupid? Who told you that the people who traded weapons to us were not foreigners?"

"Foreigners are human beings too, and they also want to make money. As long as they have enough money, they will sell anything, let alone weapons."

He seemed to be made proud by the shocked gazes of the three people. He raised his chin and said in a boastful tone: "The weapons we trade are much better than those used by foreign soldiers. Apart from being expensive, there is nothing wrong with it." "

A spy quickly asked: "How expensive is it?"

Ji Changze made a gesture: "Take xx Mucang as an example, a handful, this number."

Oops!

This is really horrifyingly expensive.

"Don't look like that. Is this an ordinary Mucang? They can fire continuously." He gestured with the number again: "Being able to fire this number continuously will give people a huge advantage in fighting."

That's true.

Although they work at the rear, they also know the importance of weapons.

But those militiamen were just villagers back then. Where did they get such a line?

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, we pay for it and they sell weapons. They follow some rules. In the first year, the price is expensive. In the second year, it will be 10% off, and in the third year, it will be 20% off. Cooperate with them The longer it takes, the more advantage you get.”

The spies rushed to write down the information.

"Then, instructor, do they also make deals with others?"

"Then how could you not do it?"

Ji Changze took out a large brush from his bag, poured some ink on it and drew a big butterfly directly on the door.

"Look, I'll teach you how to draw a butterfly like this when you want to find them, and then..."

He pushed open the warehouse door and went in, hanging a cloth bag behind the door.

In front of several people, he took out a piece of paper and showed it to them: "Here, write down what you want, then leave a deposit, and wait until the next morning to see it. They have already shipped the weapons. By this time Put the rest of the money in the warehouse and they will take it away."

"The rules are like this. If they break the rules, they will never trade with the other party. You also know that the weapons from the foreigners are in short supply for their own people. That is, they should only sell them to us if they are expensive and can make a lot of money. If you really piss them off, they won’t be willing to make the money anymore.”

The spies all nodded their heads.

That night, as Ji Changze fell into a deep sleep, the spies all got up one after another and walked around the outside of the warehouse, carefully watching the movements there.

They didn't dare to get close. They didn't dare to think about the power behind the people who could sell such weapons. If someone really discovered this, it wouldn't matter if they were from the military academy. If the identity behind them was found out, the above would be implicated. They can't afford it.

A group of people waited quietly all night, but there was no movement at the door of the warehouse.

The three of them yawned profusely, but did not dare to slack off. After some discussion, one of them went to ask Ji Changze to get up, while the other two continued to watch.

"Slept so well."

Ji Changze slept soundly that night. The child was already looking good, but now he was even more radiant. However, the three spies squatted in high spirits all night, with dark circles under the eyes of the boss on their faces, and their faces were haggard. Incredibly.

"Huh? What's wrong with you? They all look like eggplants beaten by frost."

Although he knew what was going on, as a child, Ji Changze still looked at the three people with a confused expression.

"It's okay, it's okay. The three of us haven't slept outside for a long time, so we're a little used to it."

"You adults have a lot to do."

As usual, Ji Changze criticized a few people from the perspective of a superior instructor, and then took the lead towards the warehouse.

The three spies looked at each other and followed.

"Instructor, there are no footprints at the door. It doesn't look like someone has been here..."

Their words got stuck in their throats.

The door opened. The warehouse that was empty yesterday was filled with various large boxes today. The spies were stunned as they watched Ji Changze step forward and open a box.

It was filled with wooden warehouses.

This, how is this possible? !

They didn't blink an eye last night. How could such a big box be moved in without any movement or people moving it?

This doesn't make sense.

"Well, the goods this time are very good."

Ji Changze pretended not to notice the three petrified people standing behind him. After opening the boxes one by one and checking them, he turned around with satisfaction, took his own bundle from a spy, and hung it behind the door.

"Okay, the stuff has arrived. I've called for a car. You guys can move it up."

The three spies were so confused that they moved back and forth several times before the move was completed.

How were those weapons transported in?

Finally, a spy couldn't help but asked Ji Changze: "Instructor, aren't those who carry weapons afraid of being bumped into?"

"Afraid."

Ji Changze was inspecting a wooden warehouse. After hearing this, he replied smoothly: "You also know that foreigners are not allowed to sell weapons to us. If they are discovered doing this, it will be considered a crime in their country. They can Aren’t you afraid?”

"So they are very careful in every transaction. If the buyer's people see the moving site, they will directly terminate the transaction and never trade again."

Spies: "..."

Why are there so many things?

Doesn't that mean they can't figure out who these weapons sellers are?

But it seems to be okay. Even if you don't know who they are, knowing such a transaction channel can still be regarded as a great achievement, so their being sent to the school is not considered in vain.

Along the way, the three spies tried their best to coax the entire transaction process from Ji Changze's mouth.

As soon as they returned, they took the opportunity to spread the news.

That night, when the three spies were so excited that they couldn't sleep, and the other spies were curious and looking around, Ji Changze yawned and left the school.

He arrived at the pier all the way and saw no one around, so he found a secret passage and got in.

Following the order in my memory, I walked through the secret passages extending in all directions for about twenty minutes before I finally arrived at my destination.

In a small but well-equipped secret room, a group of children were assembling weapons together. When they saw Ji Changze coming, they stood up excitedly; "Boss!"

"Boss, how did we do during the day? But we did everything according to your instructions, and later we went up and took away the money."

"not bad."

Ji Changze took a bite of the cucumber handed over by a subordinate: "I told them that trading will only be in this area. Someone will come here to trade next. When the time comes, they will pretend to be beggars and run around the streets. Look carefully. Which warehouse has a butterfly mark painted on it, and then go up through the secret passage to see the situation. "

"If you find anything wrong, abandon this location immediately."

"yes!!"

so good.

Ji Changze patted the wooden warehouse on the ground, hugged the big bag of money that he had just hung on the back of the door in front of the three spies during the day, and smiled with satisfaction.

It can be regarded as finding a market for these weapons.

Not only can it be sold on your own territory, but the price is also very good.

He really liked those spies more and more.

In addition to liking their hard work and generosity, I also like that they were trained hard, suffered so much, and suffered so much just to work as cows and horses for him.

The point is, they are quite happy to be like cows and horses.

Very good, very good, let them shine here and contribute to the school.

Everything went as Ji Changze expected. Soon a stranger came here, rented a pier, drew a butterfly, put down a deposit, and wrote on it what he wanted to trade.

The first transaction should always shock others.

Ji Changze and the others did not trade, but placed another piece of paper on that piece of paper.

Written above is a list of their weapons arsenal, telling first-time customers where to buy from.

guest:"……"

Just shocked, okay?

These weapons, these weapons...

Nowadays, many foreigners don’t have it yet, so can it really be sold to them?

He was so excited that he immediately hurried out to write a telegram.

There was also a burst of excitement over there.

I knew there was something fishy about those militiamen, sure enough.

They actually let them hide such a good source of goods. No wonder there are so few people but they are so good at fighting.

Buy buy buy!

Of course, buy, buy, buy! !

Ji Changze was considered to have made a fortune. He was happy for many days after getting the money, and then sent people to buy part of the money into supplies and send them to the front line.

This fight started again.

Don't worry about the chaos and intrigues between high-level officials and high-level officials. The soldiers on the front lines are really fighting to protect their homes and country.

Anyway, he has so much money, it doesn’t matter if he gives some away.

Of course, no money is too much.

Seven years later, the first batch of students graduated.

Ji Changze cried.

He cried with reluctance and nostalgia. He hugged these students and patted their shoulders one after another.

"Work hard and fight for the country."

The ordinary students were extremely moved: "Instructor, won't we still do things for the school? We will visit you often, so don't be sad."

"You don't understand, you don't understand."

Ji Changze waved his hand, his eyes red: "I really can't let you go."

At first, it was supposed to take three years to graduate, but he insisted on keeping a group of people. After another three years, this year the war situation suddenly became serious, and he had to let them go.

"Really, I can't let you go. You don't know, I can't let you go so much..."

The new batch of freshmen lined up to register, and happened to see this touching scene of farewell between teachers and students.

Mr. Xue Wu was sitting there recording. When he saw this scene, he thought, it’s really touching... what a piece of shit.

Is Ji Changze reluctant to let go of others?

He was reluctant to part with his strong laborers and his children who scattered wealth.

The reason why those students stayed there year after year was because Ji Changze was reluctant to let such an easy-to-manage person go.

In the past seven years, he has treated people like old scalpers.

Building houses and canals, assembling weapons and cultivating fields, even if you want to sketch a portrait, these students have to learn.

Ji Changze went abroad for an inspection last year. He didn't want to learn English, so he hired a foreign language teacher to teach these students.

Most of these students had a blank slate when they first came here, but now they are all experienced in many battles. Ji Changze's contribution is definitely first-rate.

Nowadays, the situation outside is chaotic, and wars are starting everywhere. He really can't hold people captive anymore, so he reluctantly sends them out.

He was still complaining last night. Originally, he took this group of students to sneak attack on so-and-so, and then went to beat someone up. Isn't this quite good? Has anyone seen someone like him? In a good military academy, before they graduate, the students seem to have been walking in a hail of bullets for more than ten years.

Mr. Xue Wu felt that Ji Changze was scolding himself.

"Let's have one last meal, and treat it as the instructor seeing you off. I really can't bear to leave you, eh..."

Ji Changze, who is almost sixteen years old, is still so pretentious and won't let go of others.

So, everyone still had a big meal in the cafeteria.

Today's school is no longer an ordinary school. It is almost built like a castle. It has everything and cannot be summarized.

Of course, this is also the reason why Ji Changze is reluctant to let these students leave.

However, when he thought that the school seemed to have no space for infrastructure construction, his reluctance immediately dissipated.

Thinking about how many money-making opportunities this group of spies had created for him by staying here for seven years, he suddenly felt at ease.

No loss at all.

Comfortable!

Oh, but I still don’t want to give up.

A while ago he wanted a swimming pool.

As a result, the students are all leaving now, and the spies have figured out their place. It is estimated that there will not be a second batch, and even if there is, they will not work as hard as their predecessors.

Swimming pool, amazing.

The spies felt a little sour in their hearts when they saw Ji Changze sighing.

For seven years, even if they were spies, they were still human beings with fleshy hearts. They lived and ate here for seven years, studied with their classmates, engaged in construction, and struggled with the instructors for seven years. How could they not have any feelings at all.

Unfortunately, their purpose of coming was not pure from the beginning.

It's just that after seven years, I still don't understand who is behind it.

An ordinary student happened to be saying the same thing: "You said, we are about to graduate and we haven't met the principal yet. I heard that the principal is the leader of the militia. Who do you think it could be?"

Another ordinary student immediately said: "It must be the instructor! The instructor is in charge of all the affairs of the school, and he is so powerful at such a young age! The principal is definitely the instructor, and the instructor is just his cover."

The spies laughed.

You actually guessed it was Ji Changze? Sure enough, I was still confused by the appearance.

These ordinary students, even after seven years of training, are still not as good as those who have been trained through orthodox training.