Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 5475 without looking back (6)

However, no amount of calm on his face can conceal the turmoil and surging waves in his heart.

Because he also knew that there was Kang Ping among the students applying to the Wharton School of Business in the United States this time, and Professor Yang's words seemed normal, but they vaguely implied a warning.

No matter in terms of family background, money, connections or any other aspect, he is no match for Kang Ping.

His only confidence is that his written test score must be higher than that of Kang Ping, and higher than anyone who applied to Wharton Business School.

However, the written test is not the only determining factor, there are also interviews and recommendation letters from the school.

Indispensable.

Ji Changmu closed his eyes slightly, leaned back against the chair, and remained motionless.

It was already lunch time, but he didn't have any appetite, and his face showed a bit haggard and powerless after all.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It was very quiet in the private room, but the sound of cars outside the window could be heard.

After an unknown amount of time, the waiter knocked on the door and came in: "Sir, do you need to start serving your order?"

Only then did Ji Changmu slightly open his eyes, and looked at the waiter: "There's no need to serve, just bring the red wine."

"it is good."

The waiter quickly brought over two bottles of good red wine.

These are all his little thoughts, but he knows that someone has prepared a better "heart".

In the face of better intentions, his these are not worth mentioning, although they are already the best he can do.

But he knew that Professor Yang was disdainful in his heart.

Ji Changmu poured red wine for himself, and the red wine in the goblet shone brightly like a ruby.

He doesn't like to drink, but he can drink.

He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, his ears were slightly warm, and his eyes were burning with red heat.He tasted the sour taste in this wine, just like the tears he tasted when he was 16 years old. It was sour and astringent, and he would never forget it.

Ji Changmu poured wine for himself in the quiet private room, one glass after another, without any intention of stopping, only the redness in his eyes became more and more like a burning fire, dancing with unquenchable flames.

Wharton School of Business, for which he has worked hard for nearly three years.

His grades were far behind those of other applicants, but when the results were close at hand, he realized that he was powerless.

What is he fighting for?
But he is not reconciled.

Ji Changmu drank the wine in the goblet again.

Throughout the noon, he drank himself in the private room, did nothing but drink, drank so darkly that day and night turned upside down.

Until Shen Fangzhou called.

Shen Fangzhou knew that he was going to invite Professor Yang to dinner, but he kept silent. Only he and Ji Changmu knew about it.

"Changmu, hello, I called you several times, why didn't you answer?"

"..." Ji Changmu's eyes turned red from drinking, and he fell drunk on the sofa in the private room, dazed and unconscious, only vaguely distinguishing Shen Fangzhou's voice.

"Hey, Ji Changmu, Ji Changmu!" Shen Fangzhou yelled a few times, "Tell me, Professor Yang is a good drinker, you won't be drunk by him, right?"

"It's okay, I just drank a little too much." Ji Changmu still maintained the last bit of consciousness, trying to reply to Shen Fangzhou.

"That's good. Look at the time. It's already 01:30 in the afternoon. Have you come back yet? Do you want me to pick you up?"

"No...thank you."

Shen Fangzhou was flattered, and thanked him for no reason.

Do they still need to be so polite? !
(End of this chapter)