Rebirth of a business girl

Chapter 299 Persistent Guardianship

What he said was righteous, if he didn't know that the giant in the southern arms market was sitting in front of him, Qu Xiujie might have misunderstood him.

But these words made him inexplicably feel at ease.

He is obviously the leader of the underworld with blood on his hands, but the upright spirit on his body is a fusion of contradictions, which is convincing.

Perhaps, it was because of her natural temperament.

In the end, Qu Xiujie believed her.

Before leaving, she said to Qu Xiujie: "Mayor Qu, you have outstanding abilities. It's a pity to stay in Guancheng. If there is an opportunity in the future, you will work elsewhere. Would you like to?"

Qu Xiujie was taken aback, shook his head and laughed, "You think highly of me, my Qu family has stayed here all my life, and my ancestors have been the people of Guancheng for generations. This place is not that it cannot be separated from me, but that I cannot be separated from it." it."

Looking at the man in front of him with a smile and looking at the busy traffic outside the window, Luo Wen seemed to see a familiar shadow on him. He was like his own uncle Qin Huai, guarding a place persistently. Once rooted, he has a responsibility. Inseparable, I will carry it all my life.

Such a person, no matter how big or small their achievements are, or whether their contributions are great or not, is worthy of respect and admiration in Luo Wen's eyes.

On the day of departure, Xiao Ke came to the airport to see him off, and he also took a red package with him, "This is what Qin Huai asked me to give to you, and it is said to be pickled vegetables made by myself."

Luo Wen held the earthen pot in her hand, and a warm current flowed through her heart.This kind of pickles is her memory when she was a child. Her mother missed the taste of her hometown and secretly pickled pickles at home. She was caught by her grandma and was reprimanded by Haosheng. Since then, she has never tasted the taste of her mother again. .

In the future, when the tourism project in Guangkou Village starts, Luo Wen has already notified Qu Lianjie and handed over the heavy responsibility to Qin Huai. If there is no accident, Qin Huai will be the next patriarch.

A white cloud line streaked across the sky, and the small figure of the plane took the girl to another strange land.

Dragging a small suitcase, Luo Wen walked out of the airport, and the taxi parked at the gate stopped right in front of her. The driver asked in local Hong Kong-style Cantonese, "Miss, where are you going?"

Luo Wen took off the earphones in her hand, and replied in proficient Cantonese: "Royal English Academy."

The driver glanced at her suspiciously, but quickly greeted her with a smiling face to get in the car. It wasn't until he got out of the car and paid the money that the driver saw Luo Wen playing a Hong Kong movie on his mobile phone.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he smiled, just now he heard Luo Wen's accent was standard, but the words were jerky, now he realized that it was a foreign tourist.

"Miss, how long have you learned Cantonese?" He poked his head curiously and asked.

Luo Wen took off her earphones, glanced at the school gate in front of her, turned her head and said with a smile, "Five 10 minutes." It happened to be the time of the first episode of the TV series.

Until her figure got farther and farther away, the driver still stared at her back in a daze. After a long while, he said with emotion: "As expected of a student of the Royal English Academy, my brain is good."

The Royal English Academy is currently the second-ranked key high school in Hong Kong, and it is also the poorest high school in Hong Kong.

Luo Wen glanced at the school gate carved on the stone tablet, and at the quaint bluestone road under her feet, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Most of the buildings in the school are left over from the old days of Portugal. They have a strong exotic style and have a special flavor in the dilapidated. As soon as you enter the door, it is not a teaching building, but a student dormitory. The clothes hanging on the corridors of each household can be seen to be boys. The residence, but every door and window are closed tightly, and it looks a little strange in broad daylight.

At this time, it is reasonable to say that it is not the time for the start of school, but the Royal English Academy has opened a winter vacation cram school, requiring all students to take winter vacation tuition. As soon as Luo Wen's name was reported, she received the admission notice the next day.

After going to the Academic Affairs Office to register, Luo Wen found that there were already two or three students queuing up in the office with materials.

"Hey, are you here to apply for a poverty scholarship too? Come here and line up." The girl standing at the end of the line wore ponytails and big black-rimmed glasses covering the pimples on her face. She saw the suitcase in Luo Wen's hand, He waved at her in a low voice, speaking in authentic Z dialect.

Outback?
Luo Wen looked around, and there was only one teacher in the whole office. The desks and chairs in the room were old and the light was dim.

She pulled the suitcase over, and the other party asked puzzledly, "Where's your information?"

Luo Wen shook her head, "I'm here to enroll."

"I know, so do I." The girl said, reaching out her hand to Luo Wen, "My name is Tian Meier, hello."

"My name is Luo Wen." Luo Wen extended her hand and greeted her.

Tian Meier then said again: "Most of us from the inland rely on poor scholarships. If you don't apply, what will you do with your tuition and living expenses for a year?" The document was pushed over, "Why don't you take my document and go outside the school to make a copy." She thought Luo Wen forgot to bring the document.

Luo Wen glanced at the information, shook her head and returned it to her, "I don't want to apply for a poverty scholarship."

"...Oh, no application..." Tian Meier subconsciously looked at Luo Wen's outfit, feeling puzzled.

The two people in front of the queue heard the words but glanced back. Seeing the beautiful eyebrows and eyes on Luo Wen's fair face, they all curled their lips silently, pulled Tian Meier and said bitterly: "If you don't want to apply, don't meddle in it." , the number of places is limited, if she comes and squeezes out your place, you will cry."

Tian Meier pursed her lips to say something, but finally smiled at Luo Wen apologetically, turned around and concentrated on queuing.

The three people who spoke had similar accents, so they should have come from the same place.

After reading the materials of the first two people, the teacher's face was a little ugly, "Your grades are not satisfactory, whether you can apply depends on the school's intentions." However, when her eyes fell on Tian Meier's materials, her eyes It suddenly lit up, and a smile hung on her lips, "Tian Meier, your grades are good, you should be able to get a scholarship, perform well in the future, and don't disappoint the cultivation of the school."

"Well, okay, thank you, thank you teacher." Tian Meier hurriedly said thank you and stepped aside, grasping the materials excitedly.

However, when Luo Wen handed over her ID card, the teacher opened her mouth in surprise when she found the information. Na na looked at Luo Wen's empty palm, and asked after a long time: "Are you going to apply for a poor scholarship?" ?"

Luo Wen tilted her head, wondering why everyone asked her to apply for a poverty scholarship?
The teacher coughed twice, and his eyes lit up a lot, "Well, your grades are currently the first in the school. If you apply, you will definitely be approved. The school also hopes that you can study at the Royal English Academy with peace of mind."

(End of this chapter)