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In the car, Xu Qing was a bit unhappy: "That veteran is a bit down on his luck!"

The bodyguard who took over Xu Qing changed from his previous cool face and laughed: "Chief, I know that you want to say this, so he briefly told me about the situation of this veteran. He was injured in the very beginning of the war, and his pension was paid according to the usual practice, so there is absolutely no room for favouritism. Apart from being good to normal retired soldiers, we are very good to all those who come down from the battlefield with permanent disabilities. "

Xu Qing didn't reply. He opened the window and blew the wind. The car drove all the way to the goldfish platform. Xu Qing went straight to the Chief's house. The moment he saw the Chief, he couldn't believe it. It was an old man who fought alongside him in the woods. He looked very well, ten years younger. What suffering and what blessings were these were also within the scope of the law of conservation of energy.

The old man was as kind as usual. When Xu Qing was still at the door, he shouted, "Come, meet my savior!"

Apart from the few guards in the house, only he and his wife were already prepared for breakfast. The old lady wore an apron, wiped her hands, and walked in front of Xu Qing with a smile on her face. She looked up and down with an indescribable sense of gratitude and stuttered: "Old Li, this, this little kid, this little brat, was the one who brought you down from the battlefield? "Oh my god, it hurts my heart to death. It's only so big!"

"Isn't that so!?" "Hey, Qing, why aren't you coming in?"

Xu Qing was still standing at the door, carrying his suitcase. How could he get in? He didn't dare to enter! Where is this? This was the home of the head. It was not the brick bed of his base.

Xu Qing was forcefully dragged inside. From their perspective, the two of them looked no different from ordinary people. They repeatedly told Xu Qing to treat them like grandparents and to treat this place as their home. No matter how he said it, no matter how passionate he was, Xu Qing felt completely different from the feelings he had towards the three scholars that Qi Miao had brought with her. He felt extremely flattered.

Chief was well aware of the principle of "going back on your word". He stopped being courteous with Xu Qing and said, "Shen Yi sent me a WeChat. Girl, you're threatening me, saying that you're going to stay at my house for a long time without a hair on your head."

Xu Qing laughed, "The commander is really not afraid of spoiling me!"

The leader laughed heartily and sighed, "From now on, you will have to walk your own path. This mission has no deadline, so you have to forget about the past and get used to the present."

"There will always be a day when it ends!" Xu Qing thought about it and said, "Chief, can I not become a student? I don't like to be bothered. "

Hearing that, the leader sat up straight and glared: "You don't like to be controlled? What do you want to be? "

Xu Qing did not dare to look at his superior's eyes, and said with his head lowered, "When I was learning, I had conflicts with my teacher. I was afraid of affecting the school's order, wasn't I? I just want to be a principal or something. "

"Nonsense!" Hearing that, the leader was enraged. He slapped the table and said, "Being the principal for you, you don't want to get into conflict with a comrade from the Ministry of Education? You brat! How dare you speak such words! You want to become the principal of a university at the age of seventeen? What kind of person is the president of a university? A doctoral tutor, a Fellow of the Academy of Sciences, 40 years of age! You really dare to say that! "

Xu Qing was scared to the point that he trembled. He whispered, "I was just saying, don't be angry."

The chief touched his hair and looked at Xu Qing with lowered eyes. He slowed down his voice and said, "I know your level. Computer department, Chinese Literature department, Medical department. You can all be a professor, be a student, but I can't really make you a professor. You have to be free. I have already arranged it, and when the Chinese Literature Department's great teacher of ancient literature, the three classes a week, the first year, the second year, the third year, and the first class, there will be around six hundred students. Also, when you are a freshman, you will be the instructor of a class.

Xu Qing raised his head and said happily, "Thank you, Chief!"

"Don't be so happy. I advise you to study how famous professors teach properly in these few days!" "What we did was to arrange for you to go to school. Today, when you're out of here, we'll let you go. You decide how to protect Xu Bingqing when the time comes. If you don't have a good lesson and you get fired, you handle it!"

After drinking a glass of milk, eating two eggs, and wiping his mouth, he said, "I know, don't worry, I taught a high school with my godmother. I know that university students are different from high school students, but they are also very different. is to give them the knowledge in their own stomachs, or in their own textbooks. "

The leader laughed heartily and said, "Just you wait!"

The chief got up and went into the house.

Xu Qing did not dare to casually look at the head's house, but he saw a solid wooden bookshelf with several carvings, all written and written by the head himself. Xu Qing did not dare to casually look at the head's house, but he saw a solid wooden bookshelf with some carvings, all written and written by the head himself, and the walls were hung with calligraphy and paintings, and he was already at the master level.

"Hehe, I was just randomly writing. Calligraphy requires talent, and according to Shen Yi, your calligraphy skills can be sold for money!"

Xu Qing smiled and said: "But the name Xu Qing is worthless."

"Youngster, don't think too highly of yourself. Come, here, let me give you this, we old couple used our savings to buy a phone for you. The phone card has already been put away, Senior Yu has already noted down the number and said that he will call you at 5 this afternoon. Oh, Senior Yu is the university president. "

Xu Qing took over the phone. He was not afraid of Shen Yi's money and could accept it, but he felt that he deserved it. He asked, "Apple's?"

The old man rolled his eyes and said: "I just finished my physical examination. My kidney function is normal. Do you want me to sell one for you to buy an apple?" Support domestically made, oppo! This is your cell phone, for personal use. The ending number is 1222.

Xu Qing was still a little hesitant and said: "What Shen Yi has given you are rewards given by the Sixth Force. The General Policy Department has already been examined and she has even scolded Shen Yi for being stingy. Outside, there was an SUV. The military's east wind HUV, is a reward from the generals of General Policy Department. This phone is given to you by me. "Alright, I won't keep you any longer. If you don't have anywhere to go during the holiday, then come to grandpa's house. From now on, live your life well and let go of your heart."

This year, Xu Qing's twelve years of military service, from the perspective of the head, General Policy Department, and Xue Fei's field army, had come to an end. As the car sped out of the gates of the goldfish platform, the leader watched with tears in his eyes. In the future, his job would be stable, and he would marry and have children. Perhaps, that wasn't the life he wanted to live, but it was probably what Xu Hu and the rest wanted to see the most.

A brick drop could be photographed in a city of nine luxury cars, a military cross-country car, not that eye-catching. Amongst the traffic, he saw tall buildings and people coming and going, some frowning and some smiling like flowers, and he tried not to sink into his memories and turned on the music, but the first line in the music was "Forward, Forward, Forward …" It made him want to cry.

Xu Qing, who had been circling around on the road from the second ring to the fifth ring, returned to the second ring at five in the afternoon. Xu Qing, who had been stuck in a deadlock and was unable to move even the fourth ring, received a call from Senior Yu. The next morning at nine o'clock, he went to the principal's office to look for him.

There was no greeting, only notification. Judging from his tone, the principal was extremely dissatisfied with this backdoor teacher of his. What kind of place was Beijing University? From the beginning of modern times, any advanced thinking would have to come from this campus.

In addition, Xu Qing also realized that the moment he walked out from the Chief's house, the past glory, gloom, and merit had all said goodbye to him. Canghai had turned into Sang Tian, and he would be just like the people in this city, busy surviving. Xu Qing opened Xu Bingqing's file and muttered, "There must be a deadline for an indefinite mission, right?"

Xu Bingqing, female, 19 years and 11 months, 3 days, 171 cm tall, 49 kg weight, sophomore class of the Chinese Language and Literature Department, Beijing University. She is a member of the second year student union, head of the school dance association, and a member of the class organization.

Ankang, 48 years old, former professor of economics at Beijing University, doctoral teacher, director of the current economic association, chairman of Yuwei Group, major in media, production, worth over 100 million, assets of 100 billion, set up Bingqing Foundation for orphans and 300 orphanages around the world.

His mother was Qi Yuwei, 39 years old. She was the former dean of the Third Field Army's medical academy, and had undergone a group level change. She was now the CEO of the Ya Shu Group, and was worth millions.

There were three of them, no other relatives.

This information was reflected in Xu Qing's mind. He sincerely sighed and said, "The heavens, this family is so outstanding that it makes one's hair stand on end!"

Xu Qing opened up his aunt Su Ya's information with his eyes wide open.

Su Ya, 26, chairman of Ya Shu Group, started her career with cosmetics, women's underwear, and pajamas. Since three years ago, she had become a well-known brand name in the world. Beginning last year, she had formed an alliance with the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts, Beijing University's Fine Arts Department, the Chinese Painting Association, funded the construction of museums and galleries, initiated the recall of cultural relics from overseas, and under her leadership, many of the country's cultural relics were being auctioned off at various world auction conferences. Under her leadership, the organizers had no choice but to return the cultural relics back to their home countries free of charge. As such, he became the thorn in the side of the world's major auction houses.

Looking at these two documents, Xu Qing was completely dumbfounded. Aunt was too capable. She was only twenty-six years old, yet she had already made such a huge fortune. He finally understood what the commander meant when he said that Xu Bingqing and Su Ya were not short on money …