Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

Chapter 598 High Ponytail Takes Everything

to be frank.

Miss Jiang really didn't expect that the influence of these two old men would be so great.

Just let them stand behind you.

This attracted a lot of people to ask questions.

Let’s not even mention Lu Feng.

I received a call that night.

Then the next morning.

While Miss Jiang was still sleeping.

Duan Yongping is on vacation in the south.

I also called to ask what happened that day.

Results now.

Even Ji Changping, who lived deep in the compound, came to find him.

This shows how powerful these two old men are.

but.

fair enough.

At least Miss Jiang achieved her goal of being an accomplice to the evildoer.

Believe from now on.

No one should call Mingsheng Group a foreign company anymore.

Even said.

With the recognition of these two people.

The local large enterprises will no longer reject the expansion of Mingsheng Group.

By then.

Since Miss Jiang lives in Ningzhou, there is a real possibility that her influence will radiate to Qingshan or even further inland provinces.

Not like now.

A store that only has franchisees cannot even get its hands in.

Think of this.

She yawned contentedly.

At this time.

Old Man Xiahou on the stage spoke.

"The test will last two hours."

"No whispering or doing anything unrelated to the exam."

"Although the paper score only accounts for 40% of the total score, if I find out about your little tricks."

"Even if you normally get full marks, I have the right to give you a failing grade."

"Did you hear me!"

Is it so strict?

Humph.

A small test paper.

Look at me, I’ll take it!

As a result, when she got the test paper.

The whole person was dumbfounded.
Kible's cosmic string model?
What is the product of the GR field equation under the latter space-time symmetry?
Explain in detail the characteristics and signals of gravitational waves?

In an instant.

Miss Jiang thought she had taken the wrong test paper.

He glanced at the front of the line.

[Astrophysics test for the first semester of 2003, School of Astronomy and Space Science, Ningzhou University]

no problem.

Miss Jiang flipped through the test paper with a confused look on her face.

See the big question at the back.
How are radionuclides from iron to uranium produced?
Isn't this the one that the American Physical and Astronomical Society stated in the "Discovery" in the early 20th century as one of the 11 major physical problems that need to be solved urgently in this century?
What do you mean?
Is there a Trisolaran in the class, and was discovered by Xiahou Guang, so he gave this test paper to test him?

Miss Jiang looked around in confusion.

At this moment.

There are 40 faces in the class.

The vast majority are stupid fruits on stupid trees, and you and me under stupid trees.

"teacher."

"Did you take the wrong test paper?"

A classmate asked.

But when Xiahou Guang returned to the podium, he shook his head with a smile on his face.

"No."

“It’s this test paper.”

"Do your best on the test."

"As long as you can solve one problem, you will pass."

???

If you only do one question.
It doesn't seem unacceptable.
then.

A bunch of people who didn't know their own worth really started trying to write.

result.

Two hours later.

When I heard Xiahou Guang say that the exam was over.

Miss Jiang raised her head.

His eyes were a little blurry.

Tell the truth.

Miss Jiang couldn't answer almost 80% of the questions on this test paper.

The only ones that do.

There are still some calculation problems mixed with advanced mathematics.

Although the accuracy can be guaranteed.

But even if we add them together, the score on the test paper will not exceed 30 points.
At this time.

Miss Jiang suddenly discovered that the paper of the girl from northern Shaanxi next door was actually full.

This shocked her a little.

To know.

This woman's performance is usually one or two levels lower than mine.

But now, she can actually fill up the test paper?
Could it be that this woman is hiding her true abilities?

Out of curiosity, Miss Jiang leaned over to take a look.

The cosmic string model depicts the orbit of the solar system.

There are actually more than a dozen different fonts of "solutions" written below the characteristics of gravitational waves.

Just like practicing calligraphy.

OK OK.

That's how you play it, right?

that's it.

All of Miss Jiang's courses in the first semester of her freshman year came to an end with someone's slander.

then.

Over the next few days, pack up.

Rushing home one after another is the norm in school.

of course.

Some people don’t go home.

such as
"What?"

"Xie Xiaoniu, aren't you going home for the New Year?"

This is when Miss Jiang is packing her things.

The news I heard from my young daughter-in-law.

then.

She glanced at Xie Xiaoniu's bed.

It looks like it hasn't been cleaned up.

Why?

It’s Chinese New Year.

Such an important festival.

It can be said.

It’s okay if you don’t go back during the Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival.

But during the Spring Festival, no one goes home to reunite with their family.
There are stories.
"Where is she now?"

"do not know."

"Do you want to ask?"

"Forget it."

Faced with Miss Jiang's curiosity, Qi Wen unhappily took back the underwear from the balcony and picked out two pieces that were obviously not hers.

Put it in the other person's hand.

"Don't ask."

"It should be a family matter."

Okay, okay.

Since my wife has spoken.

Miss Jiang naturally didn't bother to pay attention to it.

A good while.

The things are packed.

The two of them said hello to Bao Zhuangshi and walked out of the dormitory.

A man dragged a suitcase and walked towards the school gate.

"Wenwen."

"I think my outfit today is pretty decent, right?"

Listening to Mr. Jiang's tentative question.

Qi Xiaowen smiled unhappily.

"It's beautiful."

"You are the most beautiful."

"I'm sure my parents will like this outfit."

That's right.

Miss Jiang took her father-in-law's car back to Jiangzhou today.

to this end.

She tied her hair into a high ponytail.

He put on some very nice clothes.

Looks like a shy high school student.

I just want to keep the impression to my father-in-law that I am still a simple little girl.

It turns out.

This pure girl's outfit can not only attract the attention of little boys.

It is still effective against the elderly.

From the moment I saw the cultured father-in-law in the parking lot.

The other person's face was filled with a kind smile.

This made Miss Jiang feel relieved.

The little mouth called out sweetly.

of course.

She did not let go of the mature mother-in-law sitting in the passenger seat either.

Just hug the latter's arm.

She called me more affectionately than my own mother.

"Jiang Ning."

"Our Wenwen hasn't caused any trouble in your dormitory this semester, right?"

Faced with the mother-in-law's seemingly unintentional but actually probing questions.

Miss Jiang knew what to say even with her toes.

blurted out immediately.

"no!"

"We are the ones who made the mistake. Wenwen is responsible for fixing it for us."

"Oh?"

"To make trouble?"

"What's the trouble?"

Well.
Mother-in-law, why don't you play by the rules?

Can't you see that I'm just talking nonsense?

Miss Jiang's face froze and she stammered for a long time.

Not a word came out.

See this.

Peng Hualan withdrew her gaze from the rearview mirror and smiled.

Didn't continue the topic.

But it talked about other things.

From academic progress to school environment to relationships among classmates.

of course.

There are also those who jokingly test the relationship with the opposite sex.

But Qi Xiaowen fooled them all by acting like a spoiled brat.

The car was about to leave Ningzhou.

The topic returned to the winter vacation arrangements.

"Wenwen."

"Did you practice your homework at school?"

Qi Wen knew what homework her mother was asking about.

She was sitting in the back.

She gently squeezed the little hand that was placed on her leg.

“I practiced.”

"That's fine. When you get back, take a rest for two days and remember to report to Teacher Qin."

"it is good."

"And don't fall behind in practicing calligraphy."

"it is good."

Listen to the stressful conversation between mother and daughter.

Miss Jiang suddenly felt powerless as she wanted to interrupt but didn't know what to say.

I couldn't help but shrink my head.

I was afraid that the woman in the front row would suddenly ask me, "Jiang Ning, did you learn anything when you were a child?"

Then I guess I would have to perform a talent of waving my hands on the spot.

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at the same time.

Nanshan Fantine of Jiangzhou.

Ye Wenzhong sat by the fireplace in the living room.

While feeling the heat rising from the stove, he took the tea handed to him by the butler.

At the same time, he smiled and bowed to the person sitting opposite him.

"Come."

“Try the newly arrived black tea.”

"Definitely no worse than the white tea you gave me last time."

Hear the words.

The elegant man opposite smiled and picked up the teacup.

He took a small sip.

"Tsk".

nodded.

"In this cold winter."

“Sit in front of the fire and drink a cup of black tea from Wuyi Mountain in the south.”

"Director Ye."

"You really know how to enjoy your life."

Listen to this.

Ye Wenzhong shook his head with a smile.

"Hey."

“I don’t really know the word.”

"If you really know how to enjoy it." "I guess if you want to find me, you'll have to fly to the south."

Done.

He put down the teacup in his hand.

He leaned back and asked curiously.

"Lee City."

"You came to see me today...?"

...

"Let's talk about planning for next year."

"something."

"I still have to get some information from you."

Ye Wenzhong knew what the Jiangzhou leader across from him was talking about.

Or.

Basically, every year before the New Year, someone from the compound would come to visit my home.

But in the past, he was the deputy mayor in charge of financial investment.

But this year it was this top leader who came.

It seems...

You have quite a big appetite.

but…

"Lee City."

"You know that, too."

"Our group has spent a lot of money this year."

"At least 5 million yuan was invested in equipment replacement alone..."

“This does not include investment in market development.”

...

"The changes in Sanmu Group this year have been noticed by the city."

"The company ranking alone reflects Mr. Ye's efforts."

"How about this."

"How about giving this year's annual outstanding corporate contribution award to Sanmu?"

Hear the words.

Ye Wenzhong sighed softly.

"Lee City."

“The land our group invested in last year.”

"It's been a year, and I haven't seen any benefits yet."

“If I take it again next year…”

"It's hard for me to explain to the board of directors..."

Hear this.

How could Li Zhengsheng not know what the other party meant?

Take a deep breath.

"I'll come over today."

“I didn’t bring any secretary.”

“No media outlets were informed.”

"I mainly want to talk to you about Jiangzhou's plans for the next three years."

talking.

He raised his hand and held up three fingers.

“A 5-point income tax benefit.”

"how?"

Five points?
Well known.

Sanmu Group is a large enterprise with a market value of more than 3 billion yuan.

It has dozens of factories and companies.

Although it is located in several cities, the group's headquarters is in Jiangzhou.

Naturally, the bulk of the tax is also paid in Jiangzhou.

And this gentleman asked for 5 points of income tax at the first opening.

Any calculation would amount to millions, or even tens of millions, of profit concessions.

This…

"Tell me about it."

Hear this.

Li Zhengsheng took a deep breath.

The expression on his face was somewhat serious, and he said:
"I want to rebuild the entire Jiangzhou road network in the next three years."

.........

"What?"

"Li City wants to build a road?"

3pm.

Miss Jiang was standing at the door of my shop.

One hand was holding the mop and the other was holding the phone.

That busy little face was filled with surprises.

then.

Inside the phone.

A certain richest man in Jiangzhou, in a calm voice, told what he had heard more than an hour ago.

Arranged it in my own language.

Narrated.

A good while.

When Miss Jiang heard the plan over the phone that covered almost half of the city's roads.

stunned.

then.

Memories of her past life suddenly emerged in her mind.

If I remember correctly.

This highway reconstruction plan was originally proposed by the previous top leader.

Then it was a two-year plan at the beginning.

Later, it was not completed in the second year, so it became three years.

Finally, before the end of the third year, the top leader had some problems.

Going to have tea.

So now my father-in-law is going to take over this matter as well?
To know.

Problems are most likely to arise in such large projects.

After all, the money being handled is huge.

It would be fine if my father-in-law could stick to his original intention.

Just in case...

Wouldn’t that be the end of it?

No.

This matter needs to be considered carefully.

And the other end of the phone.

At this moment, Ye Wenzhong had no idea what Miss Jiang was thinking.

He just said what he knew.

The topic turned to the two people in Ningzhou who were supporting Miss Jiang.

"Jiang Ning."

"to be honest"

"Brother, I really admire your interpersonal relationships."

"in those days"

"Mr. Xu and Mr. Dong have been staying in the nursing home in Jiangzhou for three years."

“I couldn’t even get in touch with them.”

"But you..."

The words were not finished.

But Miss Jiang on the other end of the phone could already hear the deep envy in Lao Deng's voice.

My heart suddenly felt itchy.

He said with a silly smile.

"oops."

“It’s all about chance.”

indeed.

If Miss Jiang hadn’t gone out to find the toilet that year.

maybe…

But the person on the other end of the phone didn't know that.

He still praised Miss Jiang for a long time.

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore.

He kept saying he was busy and then hung up the phone.

then.

Looking at the busy street.

She sighed softly.

But right now.

Miss Jiang seemed to sense something.

I subconsciously turned my head to look.

As a result, a little head, using its ears, came close to him.

It's like eavesdropping.

See this.

Miss Jiang simply stretched out her hand and pinched it.

"What are you doing, kid!"

"I have no knowledge or skills!"

"Playing eavesdropping, huh?"

"Do you believe that I can pull your ears off?"

however.

Xiao Kai was being grabbed.

He opened his mouth with a look of pain on his face and started to quibble.

"no!"

"It was obviously you who made the wrong expression when you called!"

"Stinky woman! Old woman!"

"let go!"

"Otherwise I'll go and tell Auntie Tian that you're bullying me!"

Ah.

Complain?

Tell you.

I have the final say in the family now.

I eavesdropped on someone's phone call. Even if you report it to your compound, it's all my fault...

"Ning Ning!"

"Eh!"

"Come in and help me pack my clothes."

"okay…"

Miss Jiang heard the call.

He just let go, and the boy ran back crying.

It’s obvious that he went to my mother to cry and complain.

Miss Jiang is absolutely right about this.

He hung the mop on the tree roots at the door and then walked back to the store in a swagger.

"Ning Ning."

"Have you bullied Xiao Kai again?"

Facing my mother's questions.

Miss Jiang looked innocent.

"what?"

"No."

...

"not yet?"

"I could hear Xiaokai crying in the store."

...

"Hey."

"Mom, you don't know."

"That kid came here on his own to provoke me."

"I was forced to do this as a punishment!"

Facing my daughter's mischief.

Tian Cuilan laughed unhappily.

Then he put the clothes in his hand aside and asked casually while hanging them.

"correct."

"Xiao Kai is going to junior high school."

"Your Aunt Huang asked me how No. 3 Middle School is doing."

“You just happened to be from No. 3 Middle School.”

"When your Aunt Huang asks about it later, you can give some advice."

III?

When this is mentioned.

Miss Jiang's long-forgotten memories came flooding back like a tide.

but.

Compared to the three years of fighting and killing in junior high school in the previous life.

The junior high school memories of this life.

It seems that most of the time, the vision is blurred.

and many more…

Blurry vision?

……

ten minutes later.

Miss Jiang was sitting in the cloth shoe shop, ignoring the vicious look from a certain little brat.

To Aunt Huang who was handing over the apple.

After thanking him, he said bluntly:

"Auntie Huang."

“Although I graduated from No. 3 Middle School.”

"But I don't actually recommend Xiaokai to go to No. 3 Middle School."

"It's mainly because of the study atmosphere and homework arrangement there."

"It's not suitable for a child with Xiaokai's personality."

"of course."

"If there is no other choice."

"I only have one suggestion."

talking.

She took a small bite of the apple.

He showed a slightly complicated expression and sighed softly.

"Xiao Kai went to No. 3 Middle School."

"No matter how you study."

"Don't touch the hair on top of your head!"

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