My Inseparable House Guests

"This is the student you need to teach." A pot-bellied Indian man pointed to a small loli to Fangze and Stark, "She is my daughter, Congena. I hope you can teach her well. . "

"No problem, leave it to us." Fang Ze bowed his head slightly, showing respect to the man in front of him.

The Indian man's surname is Stell, which means lender in local language. Earlier it was said that the caste of the Indians is linked to their profession, so for this Mr. Stell is the barking house belonging to the merchant class.

Although Vaisha is only a third-level caste, as India entered modern society, a large number of Vaisha also began to use their financial resources to improve their social status. Although they did not change their caste and become Kshatriya, their status in India is not bad.

And as a merchant, the barks and Chinese businessmen like to send their children to study abroad, so English must be the priority.

This Mr. Stell belongs to the more forward-thinking one. He was afraid that his daughter would learn a variant of native English in India at home, so he published a report to recruit someone with a pure English accent as a teacher to teach his daughter.

Stell owns a manor in the local area, so there is no shortage of places to live. When Fangze and Stark came here and showed fluent English and Hindi, they were immediately hired by Stell.

"Hello." Fang Ze still had a good opinion of the little Indian loli in front of him. To be precise, he had a good opinion of all the little loli.

"Hello teacher." This little Indian girl looked a little introverted, and after greeting fangze, she hid behind her father and didn't show her head.

"Congena has a bit of basic English," Mr. Stell explained to Fang Ze, "so you don't have to teach it from the most basic. I hope you can mainly teach Conna to oral English."

"I see." Fang Ze nodded, and went upstairs with Mr. Stell.

"I arranged for a two-bedroom and two servants for the two," Stell said as he walked. "If it's too late, just tell the servants to let them make it for you."

The conditions are good, but it is a pity that Fanze and Stark did not come here because of good conditions. They hope to find a working computer here.

However, what I said as soon as I applied for it seemed too deliberate, so the two plan to talk about it again tomorrow.

Mr. Stell said that after class time tomorrow, he led little Rory away. As soon as Fanze and Stark entered the bedroom, they were immediately grateful to the seemingly serious Indian businessman.

The condition of this bedroom is really good, clean walls and floors, comfortable sofas, soft beds, and a small table in pure wood.

The bedrooms use floor-to-ceiling windows, and the outside sun can directly come in, making people feel warm.

"Heaven!" Stark said excitedly with open arms. "This is a civilized society."

Fang Ze had stayed at the old Dong's house before. Naturally, he knew the social gap between the poor and the rich in India, so he was not too surprised. He went to the bathroom in the bedroom and checked the water heater. It was almost the same, so I began to undress and prepare for a hot bath.

"Wait, let me wash first," Stark said to Fang Ze. "You have n’t taken a bath for a few days, and I have n’t taken a bath since I went to the **** Vietnam!"

"Would you like to wash it together?" Fang Ze made a very tempting and confusing proposal.

"Don't." Our chief president directly refused. He said to Zize, "We in the United States have a soap culture. Don't think I don't know what you are thinking."

"I don't trust me so much," Fang Ze teased teasingly. "Rest assured, my hands don't slip and never let the soap fall."

In this comfortable environment, Stark became a lot more relaxed and happy. After a few jokes with Fang Ze, he went into the bathroom to take a shower, while Fang Ze sat on the small sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window. Looking up at the lush green meadows and large-scale estates outside the window.

About twenty minutes after Stark entered the bathroom, three or four cars drove in from outside the manor, and then got off about ten people.

These people look like bodyguards, but one of them is a conspicuous Chinese person mixed in it. If Fang Ze felt that this person's painting style was a bit wrong, he opened the Athena Vision to view it, and he really couldn't find it.

A Huaxia person came to India to serve as a bodyguard?

There is something wrong with this style of painting.

Fang Ze carefully observed the man with Athena's vision, and it was obvious from the outside that he was a Southern Chinese. In addition, the muscles of this person's arms are slightly bulging, and the waist rod is straight when walking ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ deliberately inferred that he had a certain military career.

Fang Ze only knew that Mr. Stell was a businessman. He didn't really know what the specific business was. Although his caste was a lender, it wasn't necessarily true if he didn't really do it.

However, judging by these sturdy bodyguards, the identity of this Mr. Stell is also quite simple.

"Well." Fang Ze was waiting to take a bath. He heard a knock outside the door and walked over to open it.

"Teacher." Congena said with a little timidity, and said, "My computer is broken. Will you fix it?"

"May I see it for you."

There was a pillow when she was dozing off. How did Fang Zezheng worry about contacting the computer of Stell's family? I didn't expect the little loli to send it in.

Sure enough, Loli is the ultimate mascot.

Fang Ze followed the little loli and walked towards the higher floor.

"Wait a minute." At the corner of a staircase, Xiao Loli suddenly called Fang Ze and let Fang Ze stand in place. She quickly ran over and glanced left and right, only to find Fang Ze Keep going.

This is a bit wrong.

Fang Ze came online at this time, only to notice a slight problem.

If this little loli's computer is broken, then in principle, it should be that little loli entrusted her father or servant to come and ask, and after receiving a definitive reply, she would lead Fangze to check it.

We must know that the laziness of rich people in India is famous. Even when boarding at the airport, the servants will be asked to find wheelchairs for themselves and push themselves past them. How can they run directly to find themselves?

Could it be a trap?

Fang Ze's mind suddenly appeared in a variety of film and television plot.

(Sanqi Chinese 37zw)