Li Tian was just joking; she had no intention of using her connections at all.

It's not worth it.

Ye Zhao came out of the house and told Li Tian directly that Zhou Lijun would be seeing patients tomorrow afternoon, and that Chen Yufei could be given an extra appointment.

Li Tian smiled and looked at Ye Zhao.

"Grandma, please tell my senior sister if there's anything she needs to be careful about, so you can give her some advice."

This favor belongs to Grandma, so naturally Grandma should give it away.

After dinner, Li Tian accompanied her grandparents for a walk outside, and then buried herself in books after returning home.

The sea of ​​knowledge is boundless.

The further in you swim, the more insignificant you feel.

On the contrary, those who always stand on the shore are more likely to become arrogant because they do not know the vastness of the sea.

The midterm exams are school-wide, and each grade organizes its own.

In the third grade, only Chinese and Mathematics are tested.

The results came out the day after the exam.

Li Tian and Li Zilong, a brother and sister, both scored 100 points, tying for first place.

This is an achievement that cannot be denied; it truly stands out from the crowd.

Tian Xiao now avoids Li Tian whenever she sees her, afraid to bring up the topic of their past competition.

If you are inferior to others in every way, you will lose the right to be arrogant.

Some people are self-aware, but others just can't learn their lesson.

"Li Tian, ​​what score did you get? Will you have to repeat a grade?"

Li Tian couldn't be bothered to pay attention to such mindless words.

But if I don't speak up, people might mistakenly think I'm cowardly.

"Guo Lin, a brain is a good thing; it'll rust if you don't use it. It's just a midterm exam, not a promotion exam. How can you say you have to repeat a year?"

"Even if I have to repeat a grade, I'll have to repeat it twice for you to catch up."

"However, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. I got two perfect scores."

Li Tian rolled her eyes in a way that was infuriating, walked past Guo Lin, and got into the car.

"Alright, Guo Lin, with your score of just over 80, you still have the nerve to ask others questions? There probably aren't many people on this bus who score below 90."

Yuan Jun bumped into Guo Lin, then walked over with his head held high.

Zhu Nan also snorted coldly at Guo Lin.

"Don't bother looking, I got 98 in Chinese and 95 in Math."

Guo Lin felt incredibly frustrated and kicked the car hard.

The little kid's kicks were so powerful that the car didn't budge.

It's Sunday again in the blink of an eye.

Aunt Zhang's son is a capable man; he has already selected several items at the secondhand furniture market.

Whether it's acceptable or not, Li Tian and the other person have to take a look and make the final decision before paying.

Liu He was going home by car that evening, and Liu Wei was the one who saw them off.

Because she was going to look at furniture, Mrs. Zhang also got on the bus.

They also picked up Zhang's son, Zhang Guoqing.

Zhang Guoqing is in his early twenties, strong and cheerful, and works in a machinery factory.

"Several groups of people have already viewed your house, and the prices they offered are all acceptable. The highest offer was 22, but they requested that it be furnished with basic furniture."

The results were better than Li Tian had anticipated.

That's understandable, of course.

Their house is a brand new building, just built, and no one has lived there yet.

With good ventilation from north to south, it offers convenient living and travel, and a better environment than any large, crowded courtyard.

Who wouldn't want to rent a more comfortable place?

This kind of building is definitely the first choice.

"Brother Zhang, given that we have a regular job, we prioritize long-term rentals, and also those who are particular about cleanliness and won't make a mess of the new house."

Zhang Guoqing had long heard that the leader's child was intelligent.

I thought, how smart can a child of a few years old be?

When he was six or seven years old, all he knew was running around the streets.

But after hearing Li Tian's words, Zhang Guoqing completely believed her.

He considered things even more thoroughly than he did; this cannot be simply described as cleverness.

"Okay, I've got it. I'll prioritize selecting residents according to these requirements."

"Brother Zhang, you've worked hard. We still have to go to class after we finish looking at the furniture. I'll treat you to a meal another time."

After saying this, Li Tian suddenly remembered that she still owed Lu Yuan a meal.

The photos from last time have already been developed.

The imagination was rich, but the reality was harsh; only half of that roll of film was formed.

I wanted to take some beautiful photos of Li Zilong, but they all turned out to be ugly.

None of the photos can capture the handsome and dashing appearance of the young boy.

She wanted Lu Yuan to give her some more guidance.

I just couldn't find the time this weekend, and I didn't contact them in advance.

Hopefully we can arrange to meet up next week.

If Zhang Guoqing heard from elsewhere that a child wanted to treat him to a meal, he would only think that the child was being played.

But he took Li Tian's words seriously.

There's no need for them to lie to him; besides, they really are rich.

"I'm off this weekend anyway, so if you need anything, just let me know."

Li Tian smiled and carefully examined Zhang Guoqing.

If this person is reliable, we can still get him to do more things in the future.

She would never mistreat her own people.

"I'm good at taking advantage of situations, so I'll be asking for your help a lot in the future, Brother Zhang."

Zhang Guoqing laughed twice.

"No problem, no problem."

Mrs. Zhang watched them talk the whole time, her face full of smiles.

She would be willing to help even if she didn't receive any money.

The Li family was kind and generous, and during festivals they always gave her good things—food, clothes, everything.

They have little ability or ambition, but their strength lies in their reliability and dependability.

If the Li family approves of what their son did this time, they will use him again in the future.

Liu Wei learned a lot from Liu He, and knew that once he saw the children off, he had to stay by their side.

When we arrived at the secondhand furniture market, we naturally followed behind them.

Knowing that the children had to rush to class, Zhang Guoqing took them directly to the school he had chosen.

"The items I've taken a liking to were all handed over by wealthy families; they're sturdy and durable, just a bit outdated in style."

Li Tian nodded.

"As long as it's sturdy and durable, that's fine."

"Brother Zhang, when we get there, introduce the items to Master Liu Wei and make him see him as a buyer."

"We were just kids who came along to join in the fun."

Zhang Guoqing looked back and forth between the two children and readily agreed.

Upon seeing Zhang Guoqing arrive with his men, the stall owner quickly gathered around.

"Luckily you came early. Someone had just come to look at those items, and I hadn't given them a chance to say anything."

Zhang Guoqing smiled and thanked him.

"Take us there, let's inspect the goods first and then discuss the price."

The stall owner didn't mince words and was eager to open for business as soon as possible.

"Please follow me, gentlemen."

There were two double beds, two large wardrobes, and a set of table and chairs.

The paint colors are consistent, so it's clear they're a set.

However, the paint is somewhat mottled, indicating that it is an old item that has been around for a while.

Overall, it's not very attractive, but it's usable.

While they were talking, Li Tian had already checked everything, even opening the drawers of the wardrobe to look inside.

After looking at it, he walked over to Liu Wei and asked him to bargain.

"I'm quite satisfied with this set. Let's give you a fair price."

"These pieces of furniture are all made of truly high-quality materials. If they were repainted, they could be sold as new. A new bed would cost at least forty yuan, a wardrobe would be no less than seventy, and this table and four chairs are all neatly arranged..."

The stall owner was talking so much that spittle flew everywhere.

This is nothing but self-promotion and self-praise.

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