Zhao Siqing's eyes are light. He looks at her and says in a warm voice, "Miss Gu."

In this way, it's a greeting.

Later, without waiting for Gu Anhui to speak to Zhao Siqing, he took Xiaomi away from her side and didn't intend to grow branches.

Gu Anhui turns around and looks at Zhao Siqing's back. In a cold voice, she says, "Zhao Siqing, do you think you won?"

Zhao Siqing didn't seem to hear her, and there was no pause.

Gu Anhui's face was more ugly, and she said in a cold voice, "I won't give up so easily!"

*

I have to say that I met such a unlucky person early in the morning, and my original good mood was somewhat discounted.

And what makes Zhao Siqing more worried is whether Gu Anhui will also cut in because of her appearance.

But now it's no longer meaningful to think about it. If she loses this list again, the charity can only be put on hold.

"Xiaomi, go and stare at the movements of Gu Anhui. If she leaves, she will know that she will let me know." Near the principal's office, Zhao Siqing asked uneasily.

"Good." Xiaomi responds and turns to leave.

Soon, Zhao Siqing met with the principal of the school.

The headmaster of the school is a meticulous man with metal framed eyes and hair combed. At the age of about 30, he is unexpectedly young.

"Hello, Dr. Zhao..."

When the headmaster first saw Zhao Siqing, he was stunned for a few seconds.

It was only a few seconds later that I came back to my senses. I rushed to meet you and greeted you with warm voice. It seemed very warm.

"Hello, principal Han min."

"Come on, sit down."

After Zhao Siqing was seated, Han min quickly poured her a glass of water, and Wen said, "I'm sorry, the school fund is limited, and I don't have any tea or coffee to sell."

"Don't bother. I just like drinking water." Zhao Siqing opened his mouth and looked at the principal's office.

In fact, the school is a famous private school, so it should be reasonably well funded.

It's just that the headmaster's office is very simple. At first glance, even the desks and chairs have been used for many years. The office computers are not very new. Even the map on the wall has turned yellow.

It has to be said that the office of the president is the most humble and shabby when I walk through the school gate.

Zhao Siqing took back his sight and focused on the young principal.

The man looks good. The eyes under the lens make people feel sincere and pure. It's not like a 30-year-old man, but like a young man with a cavity of blood.

As for his clothes, they are simple and tidy. At first glance, they are not big brands and luxury goods, but they are not as out of place as this office.

Zhao Siqing thought Han min was an interesting person, different from many people she had met.

"Dr. Zhao To be honest. In fact, I asked you to come here not only because of the accident that happened these two days. " Han Min has some difficult words.

"You say I will do my best as long as I can help." Zhao Siqing spoke in a warm voice.

Han min tangled for a while and said, "as you know, our school is a famous private school, so there are two kinds of children who can come in, one is the one with excellent performance, the other is the one with power and power at home."

Zhao Siqing didn't speak, but he was clear.

According to the threshold of school enrollment, these children will be divided into classes and groups after enrollment, obviously there will be a lot of friction.