Chapter 40
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Class 19 is recognized as a waste class, not to mention the elite class and international class, even ordinary classes are despised.
Zhong Zhiwan knows that Xiuyu is just a bad girl who lives in nightclubs and racetracks, but she knows Jiang Ran is not simple.
This is what she heard from master Zhong by chance -
JIANG Ran has something to do with a big family in the imperial capital.
Even if it's not the Mu family's level, it's not the four big houses in Shanghai that can offend.
And now, Ying Zijin beat Jiang ran. What's the consequence? Do you need to think about it?
Zhong Zhiwan fingers around the earphone cable: "aunt, at noon, I saw Jiang ran riding a motorcycle to leave school, don't go back..."
"Aunt knows." Zhong Manhua restrained his surprise and anger, "it's really troublesome for you. It's too late."
"Yes, aunt." Zhong Zhiwan said, "my grandfather asked me to take care of my cousin more in school. I can't forget him."
He said casually, "but aunt, I don't think grandfather should know about this. Family affairs are enough to annoy him."
Zhong man Hua also means this: "or you sensible, late, you study at ease, aunt to solve."
She hung up, her chest heaved violently, and she was very angry.
Just a few days after the beginning of school, Ying Zijin caused her a series of troubles.
I'm not sure if I want to change classes. Now I'm beating people again?
Good fight or Jiang ran?
The housekeeper also heard this and was surprised: "madam, is Jiang ran the capital of the Emperor..."
"Not bad." Zhong Manhua is bored to death, "emperor there deliberately concealed his identity, even I only know that he followed his mother's surname."
Jiang Ran's mother is from the Jiang family in Hucheng.
Calculate, Jiang ran still needs to call Jiang Moyuan uncle.
The housekeeper pondered: "madam, the second young lady beat young master Jiang ran. Without mentioning the imperial capital, the Jiang family will not give up."
If we can't deal with it properly, Ying Jia's shares will be in turmoil for a while, and the loss will be hundreds of millions.
"I always knew that I would clean up the mess for her." Zhong Manhua sneered, "you go to write a check first, I'll go to school and take her to Jiang's home to apologize."
Housekeeper understanding: "Madam thinks how much appropriate?"
"Five million. Take the jade that the master bought at the auction a few days ago."
Zhong Manhua thought that she would spend so much material resources to apologize to the Jiang family for Ying Zijin, and her guilt was gone.
The housekeeper nodded and went down to prepare.
**
the other side.
Xiuyu is still happily teaching Ying Zijin makeup knowledge. He sits on the table with his legs crossed: "I recommend some civilian cosmetics to you."
Ying Zijin listened very seriously and took a small notebook to take notes.
In the middle of the conversation, Xiuyu suddenly stopped: "don't you have never been in touch with these?"
Ying Zijin gave a sound.
Xiuyu, who has always lived a life of luxury, has no taste in his heart. He only thinks that Shenyan is really miserable.
"It's OK. I'll cover you later." She ran over the girl's shoulder, dafangfang, "you report me Xiuyu's name in school, absolutely no one dares to bully you."
Ying Zijin was stunned.
For a long time, she gathered her eyes and said with a smile, "your words remind me of a person."
Xiuyu is curious: "who?"
"My best friend." Ying Son Jin light, "she also said this kind of words."
"Oh." Xiuyu didn't ask, "have you ever practiced your skills?"
Ying Zijin bit open a bag of yoghurt: "be regarded as."
At that time, she had been in Guhua for some time.
She seemed to remember that she had several apprentices.
Because the body function has been developed to the limit of human beings, the life span of ancient warriors is longer than that of ordinary people.
"Great!" Xiuyu was very happy, "we'll have a fight another day."
Ying Zijin pauses.
In fact, she was afraid that she could not hold her hand and beat people to death.
"Father Ying!" At this time, a little brother rushed in, "father Ying, the director of Moral Education asked you to go to the office."
Ying Zijin finished the yogurt and got up: "thank you, I know."
The younger brother was flattered. He scratched his head and laughed: "Ying dad, you're welcome. When you enter class 19, that's your family."
"Director of moral education?" Xiuyu frowned, "don't go. Anyway, the headmaster of class 19 can't manage it."
"Go and have a look." Ying Zijin doesn't care, "save trouble more pile more."
"So it is." Xiuyu also stood up, "I'll go and have a look with you, but what's Ying's father?"
The last sentence is to ask my younger brother.
"Sister Yu, you don't understand that." The younger brother said, "you and brother ran have retired to the second generation. Ying's father is the first generation. Naturally, he is the father."There's no way to refute Xiuyu
She kicked a foot to go up, smile scold: "quickly roll, go to see you burn elder brother to still get up."
**
moral education office.
"Mrs. Ying, I have asked the students to call." The director of Moral Education said, "I'll be here in a moment. You can do it first and have a cup of tea."
"No more." Zhong Manhua doesn't have this leisure mood, "late, isn't Jiang ran back to school?"
"Aunt, don't worry so much." Zhong Zhiwan said with a faint smile, "Jiang ran doesn't always obey the rules, and he often runs out."
Zhong man Hua pursed her lips and became more agitated.
How could she not be worried.
What if the Jiang family doesn't accept the apology?
It took fifteen minutes for the door to open.
The girl wore a neat school uniform and a high ponytail.
Half a wisp of black hair swept over the lips and dropped down, which made the slender neck more white.
The good student's dress made the moral education director very satisfied: "Ying Zijin, your parents are here. I have something to say to you."
As soon as he finished, Zhong Manhua stood up coldly.
She raised her hand and slapped it directly.
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Class 19 is recognized as a waste class, not to mention the elite class and international class, even ordinary classes are despised.
Zhong Zhiwan knows that Xiuyu is just a bad girl who lives in nightclubs and racetracks, but she knows Jiang Ran is not simple.
This is what she heard from master Zhong by chance -
JIANG Ran has something to do with a big family in the imperial capital.
Even if it's not the Mu family's level, it's not the four big houses in Shanghai that can offend.
And now, Ying Zijin beat Jiang ran. What's the consequence? Do you need to think about it?
Zhong Zhiwan fingers around the earphone cable: "aunt, at noon, I saw Jiang ran riding a motorcycle to leave school, don't go back..."
"Aunt knows." Zhong Manhua restrained his surprise and anger, "it's really troublesome for you. It's too late."
"Yes, aunt." Zhong Zhiwan said, "my grandfather asked me to take care of my cousin more in school. I can't forget him."
He said casually, "but aunt, I don't think grandfather should know about this. Family affairs are enough to annoy him."
Zhong man Hua also means this: "or you sensible, late, you study at ease, aunt to solve."
She hung up, her chest heaved violently, and she was very angry.
Just a few days after the beginning of school, Ying Zijin caused her a series of troubles.
I'm not sure if I want to change classes. Now I'm beating people again?
Good fight or Jiang ran?
The housekeeper also heard this and was surprised: "madam, is Jiang ran the capital of the Emperor..."
"Not bad." Zhong Manhua is bored to death, "emperor there deliberately concealed his identity, even I only know that he followed his mother's surname."
Jiang Ran's mother is from the Jiang family in Hucheng.
Calculate, Jiang ran still needs to call Jiang Moyuan uncle.
The housekeeper pondered: "madam, the second young lady beat young master Jiang ran. Without mentioning the imperial capital, the Jiang family will not give up."
If we can't deal with it properly, Ying Jia's shares will be in turmoil for a while, and the loss will be hundreds of millions.
"I always knew that I would clean up the mess for her." Zhong Manhua sneered, "you go to write a check first, I'll go to school and take her to Jiang's home to apologize."
Housekeeper understanding: "Madam thinks how much appropriate?"
"Five million. Take the jade that the master bought at the auction a few days ago."
Zhong Manhua thought that she would spend so much material resources to apologize to the Jiang family for Ying Zijin, and her guilt was gone.
The housekeeper nodded and went down to prepare.
**
the other side.
Xiuyu is still happily teaching Ying Zijin makeup knowledge. He sits on the table with his legs crossed: "I recommend some civilian cosmetics to you."
Ying Zijin listened very seriously and took a small notebook to take notes.
In the middle of the conversation, Xiuyu suddenly stopped: "don't you have never been in touch with these?"
Ying Zijin gave a sound.
Xiuyu, who has always lived a life of luxury, has no taste in his heart. He only thinks that Shenyan is really miserable.
"It's OK. I'll cover you later." She ran over the girl's shoulder, dafangfang, "you report me Xiuyu's name in school, absolutely no one dares to bully you."
Ying Zijin was stunned.
For a long time, she gathered her eyes and said with a smile, "your words remind me of a person."
Xiuyu is curious: "who?"
"My best friend." Ying Son Jin light, "she also said this kind of words."
"Oh." Xiuyu didn't ask, "have you ever practiced your skills?"
Ying Zijin bit open a bag of yoghurt: "be regarded as."
At that time, she had been in Guhua for some time.
She seemed to remember that she had several apprentices.
Because the body function has been developed to the limit of human beings, the life span of ancient warriors is longer than that of ordinary people.
"Great!" Xiuyu was very happy, "we'll have a fight another day."
Ying Zijin pauses.
In fact, she was afraid that she could not hold her hand and beat people to death.
"Father Ying!" At this time, a little brother rushed in, "father Ying, the director of Moral Education asked you to go to the office."
Ying Zijin finished the yogurt and got up: "thank you, I know."
The younger brother was flattered. He scratched his head and laughed: "Ying dad, you're welcome. When you enter class 19, that's your family."
"Director of moral education?" Xiuyu frowned, "don't go. Anyway, the headmaster of class 19 can't manage it."
"Go and have a look." Ying Zijin doesn't care, "save trouble more pile more."
"So it is." Xiuyu also stood up, "I'll go and have a look with you, but what's Ying's father?"
The last sentence is to ask my younger brother.
"Sister Yu, you don't understand that." The younger brother said, "you and brother ran have retired to the second generation. Ying's father is the first generation. Naturally, he is the father."There's no way to refute Xiuyu
She kicked a foot to go up, smile scold: "quickly roll, go to see you burn elder brother to still get up."
**
moral education office.
"Mrs. Ying, I have asked the students to call." The director of Moral Education said, "I'll be here in a moment. You can do it first and have a cup of tea."
"No more." Zhong Manhua doesn't have this leisure mood, "late, isn't Jiang ran back to school?"
"Aunt, don't worry so much." Zhong Zhiwan said with a faint smile, "Jiang ran doesn't always obey the rules, and he often runs out."
Zhong man Hua pursed her lips and became more agitated.
How could she not be worried.
What if the Jiang family doesn't accept the apology?
It took fifteen minutes for the door to open.
The girl wore a neat school uniform and a high ponytail.
Half a wisp of black hair swept over the lips and dropped down, which made the slender neck more white.
The good student's dress made the moral education director very satisfied: "Ying Zijin, your parents are here. I have something to say to you."
As soon as he finished, Zhong Manhua stood up coldly.
She raised her hand and slapped it directly.
Class 19 is recognized as a waste class, not to mention the elite class and international class, even ordinary classes are despised. Zhong Zhiwan knows that Xiuyu is just a bad girl who lives in nightclubs and racetracks, but she knows Jiang Ran is not simple. This is what she heard from master Zhong by chance - JIANG Ran has something to do with a big family in the imperial capital. Even if it's not the Mu family's level, it's not the four big houses in Shanghai that can offend. And now, Ying Zijin beat Jiang ran. What's the consequence? Do you need to think about it? Zhong Zhiwan fingers around the earphone cable: "aunt, at noon, I saw Jiang ran riding a motorcycle to leave school, don't go back..." "Aunt knows." Zhong Manhua restrained his surprise and anger, "it's really troublesome for you. It's too late." "Yes, aunt." Zhong Zhiwan said, "my grandfather asked me to take care of my cousin more in school. I can't forget him." He said casually, "but aunt, I don't think grandfather should know about this. Family affairs are enough to annoy him." Zhong man Hua also means this: "or you sensible, late, you study at ease, aunt to solve." She hung up, her chest heaved violently, and she was very angry. Just a few days after the beginning of school, Ying Zijin caused her a series of troubles. I'm not sure if I want to change classes. Now I'm beating people again? Good fight or Jiang ran? The housekeeper also heard this and was surprised: "madam, is Jiang ran the capital of the Emperor..." "Not bad." Zhong Manhua is bored to death, "emperor there deliberately concealed his identity, even I only know that he followed his mother's surname." Jiang Ran's mother is from the Jiang family in Hucheng. Calculate, Jiang ran still needs to call Jiang Moyuan uncle. The housekeeper pondered: "madam, the second young lady beat young master Jiang ran. Without mentioning the imperial capital, the Jiang family will not give up." If we can't deal with it properly, Ying Jia's shares will be in turmoil for a while, and the loss will be hundreds of millions. "I always knew that I would clean up the mess for her." Zhong Manhua sneered, "you go to write a check first, I'll go to school and take her to Jiang's home to apologize." Housekeeper understanding: "Madam thinks how much appropriate?" "Five million. Take the jade that the master bought at the auction a few days ago." Zhong Manhua thought that she would spend so much material resources to apologize to the Jiang family for Ying Zijin, and her guilt was gone. The housekeeper nodded and went down to prepare. **the other side. Xiuyu is still happily teaching Ying Zijin makeup knowledge. He sits on the table with his legs crossed: "I recommend some civilian cosmetics to you." Ying Zijin listened very seriously and took a small notebook to take notes. In the middle of the conversation, Xiuyu suddenly stopped: "don't you have never been in touch with these?" Ying Zijin gave a sound. Xiuyu, who has always lived a life of luxury, has no taste in his heart. He only thinks that Shenyan is really miserable. "It's OK. I'll cover you later." She ran over the girl's shoulder, dafangfang, "you report me Xiuyu's name in school, absolutely no one dares to bully you." Ying Zijin was stunned. For a long time, she gathered her eyes and said with a smile, "your words remind me of a person." Xiuyu is curious: "who?" "My best friend." Ying Son Jin light, "she also said this kind of words." "Oh." Xiuyu didn't ask, "have you ever practiced your skills?" Ying Zijin bit open a bag of yoghurt: "be regarded as." At that time, she had been in Guhua for some time. She seemed to remember that she had several apprentices. Because the body function has been developed to the limit of human beings, the life span of ancient warriors is longer than that of ordinary people. "Great!" Xiuyu was very happy, "we'll have a fight another day." Ying Zijin pauses. In fact, she was afraid that she could not hold her hand and beat people to death. "Father Ying!" At this time, a little brother rushed in, "father Ying, the director of Moral Education asked you to go to the office." Ying Zijin finished the yogurt and got up: "thank you, I know." The younger brother was flattered. He scratched his head and laughed: "Ying dad, you're welcome. When you enter class 19, that's your family." "Director of moral education?" Xiuyu frowned, "don't go. Anyway, the headmaster of class 19 can't manage it." "Go and have a look." Ying Zijin doesn't care, "save trouble more pile more." "So it is." Xiuyu also stood up, "I'll go and have a look with you, but what's Ying's father?" The last sentence is to ask my younger brother. "Sister Yu, you don't understand that." The younger brother said, "you and brother ran have retired to the second generation. Ying's father is the first generation. Naturally, he is the father."There's no way to refute Xiuyu She kicked a foot to go up, smile scold: "quickly roll, go to see you burn elder brother to still get up." **moral education office. "Mrs. Ying, I have asked the students to call." The director of Moral Education said, "I'll be here in a moment. You can do it first and have a cup of tea." "No more." Zhong Manhua doesn't have this leisure mood, "late, isn't Jiang ran back to school?" "Aunt, don't worry so much." Zhong Zhiwan said with a faint smile, "Jiang ran doesn't always obey the rules, and he often runs out." Zhong man Hua pursed her lips and became more agitated. How could she not be worried. What if the Jiang family doesn't accept the apology? It took fifteen minutes for the door to open. The girl wore a neat school uniform and a high ponytail. Half a wisp of black hair swept over the lips and dropped down, which made the slender neck more white. The good student's dress made the moral education director very satisfied: "Ying Zijin, your parents are here. I have something to say to you." As soon as he finished, Zhong Manhua stood up coldly. She raised her hand and slapped it directly.
