C627 Complaints No

"Complain me? I'm not qualified to be a teacher?"

Francis looked at her meaningfully. There was a faint disdain on his face. "Mr. Zhou, your student is really cute. Complain me?"

Hearing this, Zhou Jian's face was as colorful as a color board.

Francis had a special identity. Strictly speaking, he was not a teacher. He was just a shareholder and an investor.

"Xue Jing