Chapter 117

He really doesn't know what to say.

He has not been a teacher for a long time, but since he came up with an international class, all the students he met studied hard.

If it wasn't for Mr. Deng's business trip to o continent, he would have taken more than a week's class for the elite class.

He really hasn't seen the students who occupy the most valuable learning resources of Qingzhi, but can still learn so badly, and they don't work hard and only know how to sleep in class.

Although there are a lot of problem students in class 19, he didn't take the class. Naturally, these problem students don't have Ying Zijin to let his senses be the most direct.

The Dean didn't pay attention to the change of He Yu's expression. He was quite pleased with his words: "principal, don't say, class 19 has really improved a lot recently. They have come to the morning exercises and lectures. I doubt whether they are collectively dressed."

The principal has split many times during this period of time. He is very calm: "if you watch less Shaoxing opera, set an example for the students and let them know, you can't be the dean."

Dean of Academic Affairs

He walked away with a fake note.

"Mr. He, back to the question we discussed before, we should --" the headmaster said, his voice pausing and frowning.

He knows that he Yu has a big prejudice against Ying Zijin, and he Yu has never thought of hearing about it.

Although he Yu can't even enter class 19, Ying Zijin and he are not teachers and students.

But the headmaster always felt that he had been working as a teacher with this kind of prejudice. After all, it was necessary to talk with him.

Moreover, he feels that Ying Zijin has made great progress recently.

Although learning is still poor, but the talent in art can not be buried.

Maybe she will become a black horse in the mid-term exam?

The headmaster pushed his glasses: "Mr. He, this is what happened. Mr. Ying's family..."

"Headmaster." He Yu interrupted him, a little annoyed, "let's go on talking about business."

He also has to prepare lessons for the international class, where he has free time to listen to a poor student.

Besides, it has nothing to do with him.

**

Senior Two, elite class.

Zhong Zhiwan had a pen in his hand, but he didn't move it.

She looked at the problem set on the desk, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhong Zhiwan is the monitor and the goddess of youth. Seeing that she has been out of her mind these days, the students in the elite class are very concerned about her.

"Zhiwan, are you ok?" As the most loyal pursuer, Lu Fang naturally won't miss this opportunity to be gallant. "If you have something to say, we will help you solve it."

"Yes, goddess Zhong, don't hide in your heart, you will suffocate yourself."

Another student asked, "Zhiwan, are you because of the feicui studio? Hi, what can I worry about? You are a student now, and your main job is to study. There are so many people in the management of Zhong's group, and it's not your turn to worry about it. "

There was no problem with this, but it made her more uncomfortable to hear it in Zhong Zhiwan's ears.

If put in the past, she certainly knows that it has nothing to do with her. With her ability, she can't interfere in the affairs of the group.

But because of the appearance of Ying Zijin, her status in the heart of master Zhong plummeted.

If only the art festival lost, Zhong Zhiwan could accept it.

What she can't accept is that master Zhong can take Ying Zijin to the company, but doesn't let her touch any of the company's affairs.

Why?

Zhong Zhiwan bowed his head and ignored the concern of his classmates.

"Don't worry about it until you know it's too late." The girl next to her knew what was wrong with her and comforted her, "no matter what, Ying Zijin is also an outsider. Your grandfather was lost for a while."

"Besides, it's a good thing that your grandfather doesn't let you contact the company. They are all busy. How can they throw the burden on you?"

Zhong Zhiwan sipped his lips, and his mood finally recovered.

"Knowing the evening, you just need to study at ease and go back first." The girl said, "you don't know. It's the mid-term exam at the end of the month. Ying Zijin asked for a week's leave today."

"Her grades are poor and her efficiency in class is not high. I think she will have to apologize to you in public then."

Zhong Zhiwan hears the speech, lightly smiles, has not spoken.

**

this day and night, Ying Zijin locked himself in the room, and never went down to eat.

Mr. Zhong went up several times, but he didn't even go in.

I don't know what to do in it. His granddaughter just won't let him see it.

Just when master Zhong was afraid that Ying Zijin would be tired out, the bell of Zhong's door rang.

Housekeeper Zhong came out of the kitchen and hurried to open the door.

This opens the door, Leng: "small seven young master?"

"Good afternoon, granddad Butler." Fu Yun deep lazy eyes, said hello, "come in a hurry, did not bring anything.""You don't have to. You have everything at home." Housekeeper Zhong invited him in and called, "master, the seventh young master is coming."

"Roll, roll." When Mr. Zhong heard this, he didn't have a good way to say, "do you come to steal Laozi's cake for your grandfather?"

Fu Yunshen

He doesn't really like his grandfather.

I don't know how Mr. Fu had the cheek to start before.

This snack stealing has made Mr. Zhong out of his mind.

Fu Yun looked at the second floor: "grandfather Zhong, I've come to see Yaoyao."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhong agreed without hesitation: "OK, you go up, the fourth room on the right hand of the second floor."

Looking at the back of the man upstairs, Mr. Zhong snorted.

His granddaughter won't let him be a grandfather. Can he let this smelly boy see it?

I'll come down later because I can't get in.

Fu Yunshen really didn't know that master Zhong had such an idea. He went to the door and knocked: "Yao Yao?"

There was no response in the room.

He tilted his ears slightly and heard a gentle breath inside.

Obviously, I fell asleep.

Fu Yunshen put his hand on the door handle with a little effort.

The door lock snapped open.

In the room, Ying Zijin lies on the table and is sleeping.

The sunlight came in from the window and fell on her, scattering a faint golden glow.

Next to her is a half carved jade carving.

Fu Yun took a deep look at the jade carving, and his eyes moved.

The children are quite stubborn.

Fu Yunshen went over, bent down, picked up the girl and sent her to the next bedroom.

Then he came back here.

Fu Yunshen looked at the half finished jade carving, slightly picking his eyebrows, with a loose expression.

He raised his slender fingers, picked up the carving knife from the table and began to work.

Yeah.

Of course, we should pet our own children.

I'm tired. I have to take care of it again.

**

a few days passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was the day when the agreement between Zhong Group and DK group was set.

It's also the meeting room where the gambling contract was signed. This time, it's not only Eugene, but also the CEO of DK group.

Eugene, stand up. With a little smile: "five days have come. I don't know if Zhong Group has recovered the world of ten sides? We can also pay the rest of the deposit. "

Hearing this, shareholders' faces are very ugly.

Don't say they have found the ten directions. They don't have a clue at all.

It's better not to procrastinate these five days.

Mr. Zhong sat in the first place and did not speak. His eyes were deep.

As soon as he saw them like this, Eugene understood: "it seems that the Zhong Group has failed to live up to our trust."

"It's a pity that the gambling agreement will come into effect and feicuizhai will be taken over by DK group."

At the moment of signing the gambling agreement, it has had a legal effect.

Needless to say, many people on Weibo are waiting for a few days to see who wins or loses.

Just two days ago, some netizens already made such a comment.

[if Zhong's group loses, we Chinese will lose face. We can't even compare with foreign groups. 】

with Eugene's words, shareholders' faces changed.

The CEO of DK group sat opposite Mr. Zhong, nodding and smiling, and never said anything.

It's like everything's in the bag.

"Before, Zhong Dong said that if he lost, he would step down." At this time, a shareholder stood up and said with a smile, "I'll trouble Mr. Zhong to sign the share transfer book for a while."

This shareholder, who belongs to Zhong Tianyun's group, is waiting for the day when master Zhong steps down.

Middle aged shareholder angry: "Uncle Zhong step down, you can support Zhong Group?"

"It's not something you have to worry about." Another shareholder spoke scornfully and said, "Mr. Zhong, it's not our fault. Who made you have to give the life and death of feicuizhai and your own destiny to a daughter of the Ying family who doesn't know anything?"

It's really a self imposed trap.

Since Mr. Zhong is too old to be in charge of the Zhong Group.

"Oh, by the way, I remember this agreement was signed by Zhong Dong's granddaughter?" Eugene pretended to look at it casually. "Why, she signed the gambling agreement, but she didn't come?"

It's still too young, too light, too ambitious.

They also boasted about their DK group's $300 million list, but now they are afraid that no one will come.

Eugene shook his head, as if in pity: "what a pity, if she didn't --""Bang!"

The door was kicked open.