True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 117 Face slap with children [2 more]

  He really doesn’t know what to say.

  He Xun has not been a teacher for a long time, but because he took an international class as soon as he came up, all the students he met were studying hard.

  If it wasn't for Teacher Deng's business trip to Ozhou, let him teach the elite class for more than a week.

  He has never seen a student who holds Qingzhi’s most precious learning resource, but can still learn so badly, who doesn’t work hard by himself and only knows to sleep in class.

  Although there are a lot of problem students in class 19, He Xun never took the class. Naturally, these problem students did not have Ying Zijin to make his senses the most direct.

The dean of academic affairs did not pay attention to the change in He Xun’s expression, and he was very pleased in the words: "President, don’t say, the 19th class has really improved a lot recently. They have all come out for morning exercises and lectures. I doubt if they are collectively affected. wore."

  The principal has split many times during this period, and he is quite calm: "You don't watch the traverse drama a little bit, set a role model for the students, and let them know, you will not be the dean of education anymore."

Dean:"……"

  He took the fake strip and walked away.

   "Mr. He, back to the question we discussed earlier, it should be—" the principal said, his voice paused, and his eyebrows frowned.

  He knew that He Xun had a big prejudice against Ying Zijin, and he never thought that He Xun would hear about it.

  Although He Xun can't even enter Class 19, Ying Zijin is not a teacher or student with him.

  But the principal always feels that he has always been a teacher with this kind of prejudice. If it's over, it is still necessary to talk to him.

  Moreover, he feels that Ying Zijin has made great progress recently.

  Although learning is still poor, but the talent in art can not be buried.

  Is that she has become a dark horse when she says that she is not taking exams regularly?

  The principal pushed his glasses: "Mr. He, this is how things are, classmates Ying and their family..."

   "Principal." He Xun interrupted him, a little annoyed, "Let's continue talking about business."

  He also prepares lessons for the international class. Where can I have free time to listen to a poor student.

  Furthermore, it has nothing to do with him.

  **

   Sophomore, elite class.

  Zhong Zhiwan holds a pen in his hand, but has not moved.

  She stared at the problem set on the table, not knowing what she was thinking.

  Zhong Zhiwan is the squad leader and the goddess of Qingzhi. Seeing that she has been utterly unsettled these days, the students in the elite class care about her.

   "Knowing night, are you okay?" As the most loyal suitor, Lu Fang would naturally not let go of this opportunity to show his courtesy. "If you tell me something, everyone will definitely help you solve it."

   "Yes, goddess Zhong, don't hide it in your heart, you will suffocate yourself."

Another classmate asked: "I know the night, are you because of Feicuizhai? Hey, what is there to worry about? You are now a student, and your main job is to study. There are so many people in the management of the Zhong Group. I can't worry about you."

  There was no problem with this, but it made her feel even more uncomfortable in Zhong Zhiwan’s ears.

  If you put it in the past, she of course knows that it has nothing to do with her. With her ability, she can't intervene in group affairs.

  Because of Ying Zijin's appearance, her position in the heart of Master Zhong has plummeted.

  If only the art festival loses, Zhong Zhiwan can still accept it.

  She can’t accept that Mr. Zhong can take Ying Zijin to the company, but let her not touch the company.

  Why?

  Zhong Zhiyan lowered his head, ignoring the concern of his classmates, and was upset.

   "If you know the night, don't worry about it." The girl next to her knew what was going on and comforted her, "After all, Ying Zijin is also an outsider, and your grandfather was fascinated for a while."

  “Furthermore, it’s a good thing that your grandfather doesn’t let you contact the company. They are all so busy, how can they throw the burden on you?”

  Zhong Zhiwan pursed his lips, his mood finally recovered somewhat.

"Knowing the night, you just need to study at ease, take the first one." The girl said again, "You don't know yet, this will be the midterm exam at the end of the month. Ying Zijin actually took a week off today. "

   "She has poor grades and her class efficiency is not high. I think she will have to apologize to you in public when the time comes."

  Zhong Zhi night heard the words, smiled faintly, and said nothing.

  **

  All day and night, Ying Zijin locked herself in her room and never went to eat.

  Master Zhong has been there several times, but he didn't even enter the door.

   didn’t know what was going on inside, his granddaughter just didn’t let him watch it.

   Just when Mr. Zhong was afraid that Ying Zijin would be exhausted, the doorbell rang at the gate of Zhong's house.

  Butler Zhong came out of the kitchen and hurried to open the door.

  The door opened, and he was taken aback: "Little Seven Master?"

   "Hello, grandpa housekeeper." Fu Yun raised his eyes lazily, and said hello, "I came in a hurry and didn't bring anything."

   "You don't need to bring it, you have everything at home." Butler Zhong invited him in and shouted, "Master, Master Xiaoqi is here."

   "Falling." When Mr. Zhong heard this, he was angry and said, "Say, did you steal Laozi's cake for your grandfather?"

  Fu Yunshen: "……"

  He really doesn’t have his grandpa’s hobby.

  I don’t know how Father Fu used to embark on such a shameless act.

  This stealing of snacks has stolen Mr. Zhong’s psychological shadow.

   Fu Yun looked deeply at the second floor: "Grandpa Zhong, I'll take a look at Yaoyao."

  Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhong agreed without hesitation: "Okay, go up, the fourth room on the right on the second floor."

  Looking at the back of the man going upstairs, Mr. Zhong snorted.

  His granddaughter wouldn’t let him be a grandfather, can he still let this stinky boy look at him?

  After a while, you will come down because you can’t get in.

   Fu Yunshen really didn’t know that Mr. Zhong had this idea. He walked to the door of the room and knocked: "Yaoyao?"

  There was no response in the room.

  He turned his ear slightly, and heard a very gentle breathing sound inside.

   is obviously asleep.

  Fu Yunshen put his hand on the doorknob, using a little effort.

  The door lock opened with a click.

  In the room, Ying Zijin was lying on the table, falling asleep.

  Sunlight shone in from outside the window, fell on her body, and scattered a faint golden glow.

  Beside her, there is a half-carved jade sculpture.

  Fu Yun took a deep look at the jade carving, his eyes moved slightly.

  The kids are quite stubborn.

   Fu Yunshen walked over, bent down, hugged the girl horizontally, and sent her into the bedroom next door.

   Then he came back here.

  Fu Yunshen looked at the half-completed jade carving, raised his eyebrows slightly with a casual expression.

  He lifted his slender fingers, took the carving knife from the table, and started work.

Ok.

  Children of your own family, of course, you have to spoil yourself.

  I'm exhausted, and I have to raise it again.

  **

  A few days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day set by the Zhong Group and DK Group on the gambling agreement.

  It was still the meeting room where the gambling contract was signed. This time, it was not only Eugene who came, but also the CEO of DK Group.

   Eugene stood up. Smiled slightly: "Five days have come. I don't know if the Zhong Group has recovered Shifangjie? We can also pay the remaining deposit."

  Hearing this sentence, the faces of shareholders are very ugly.

  Don't say you have found Shifangjie, they don't have a clue at all.

  The five-day delay is better than not.

  Elder Zhong, sitting in the first place, did not speak, his eyes were heavy.

  As soon as he saw them like this, Eugene understood: "It seems that the Zhong Group still failed our trust."

   "Unfortunately, the gambling agreement takes effect and Jade Studio will be taken over by DK Group."

  The moment the gambling agreement is signed, it has already had a legal effect.

  Not to mention, many people on Weibo have been waiting for a few days to see who the two big groups win and who wins.

  Just two days ago, some netizens have posted such a comment.

  【If the Zhong Group loses, it will really lose the face of our Chinese people, and it will be no better than foreign groups. 】

  Once Eugene’s words came out, the faces of the shareholders changed a little.

  The CEO of DK Group sat opposite Mr. Zhong, nodded and smiled, and said nothing.

  As if everything is in hand.

   "Before Zhong Dong said that if he loses, he will ask him to step down." At this time, a shareholder stood up and smiled, "I will trouble Zhong Dong to sign the share transfer letter later."

  This shareholder, who belongs to Zhong Tianyun’s faction, is waiting for the day when Mr. Zhong will step down.

  The middle-aged shareholder was angry: "Uncle Zhong stepped down, can you support the Zhong Group?"

"This is not something you have to worry about." Another shareholder said, contemptuously, "Zhong Dong, this can't be blamed on us, who made you have to hand over the life and death of Feicuizhai and your own destiny to someone. Don't know the Ying family daughter?"

   is really a cocoon.

  Since Mr. Zhong is old and confused, he is indeed not qualified to be in charge of the Zhong Group.

   "Oh, yes, I remember that this agreement was signed by Dong Zhong's granddaughter?" Eugene pretended to look at it casually, "Why, she signed the gambling agreement in one hand, but she didn't come by herself?"

   is still too young, I don’t know the severity, so lofty.

   also said that they wanted their DK Group's $300 million large order, but now they are afraid that no one will come.

   Eugene shook his head, seemingly regretful: "It's a pity, if she didn't—"

"boom!"

  The door was kicked open at this moment.

  (End of this chapter)