He really did not know what to say.
He Xun had not been a teacher for long, but because he had been teaching the international class from the very beginning, all the students he had seen were serious in their studies.
If Mr. Deng had not gone on a business trip to Continent O, he would have been teaching the elite class for more than a week.
He had never seen a student who had the most precious learning resource in Qing Zhi but was still so bad at her studies. She did not work hard and only knew how to sleep in class.
Although there were many problematic students in class 19, He Xun had never taught them before. Naturally, these problematic students were not as bad as Ying Zijin's. His feelings were the most direct.
The dean did not notice the change in He Xun's expression. He said in a gratified tone, "Principal, you don't say. Class 19 has really improved a lot recently. They even come to do morning exercises and listen to lectures. I even suspect that they have all been transmigrated."
The principal had cracked a lot recently. He was quite calm. "You should watch less transmigration dramas and set an example for the students. If they know about it, you can't continue to be the dean."
The dean was speechless.
He took the note and left quickly.
"Mr. He, let's go back to the question we discussed before. Should —" The principal paused and frowned.
He knew that He Xun was very biased against Ying Zijin. He did not expect He Xun to hear this.
He Xun would not even enter class 19 and Ying Zijin was not his teacher.
However, the principal felt that it was too much for him to be a teacher with such prejudice. It was necessary to talk to him.
Moreover, he felt that Ying Zijin had been improving rapidly recently.
Although her studies were still bad, her talent in art could not be buried.
Who knows, she might become a dark horse in the mid-term exams?
The principal pushed his glasses. "Mr. He, the thing is, Mr. Ying's family …"
"Principal," He Xun interrupted him. He was a little annoyed. "Let's continue with the business."
He still had to prepare for the international class. He did not have time to listen to a student who was bad at her studies.
Besides, it had nothing to do with him.
**
Year two, elite class.
Zhong Zhiwan held the pen in his hand, but he didn't move.
She stared blankly at the exercise book on the table, not knowing what she was thinking.
Zhong Zhiwan was the class monitor and also the goddess of Qing Zhi. Seeing that she had been absent-minded for the past few days, the students in the Elite Class were very concerned about her.
"Zhi Wan, are you okay?" As her most loyal suitor, Lu Fang naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity to curry favor with her. "If there's anything, just tell us. We'll definitely help you solve it."
"That's right, Goddess Zhong. Don't keep it to yourself. You'll suffocate yourself."
Another classmate asked, "Zhi Wan, is it because of the Jade Zhai incident? Hey, what's there to be anxious about? You're a student now, and your main job is to study. There are so many people in the management of the Zhong Group. It's not your turn to worry. "
There was nothing wrong with her words, but when Zhong Zhiwan heard it, she felt even worse.
If this was in the past, of course, she would know that this had nothing to do with her. With her ability, she couldn't interfere with the company's matters.
But because of Ying Zijin's appearance, her position in Old Mr. Zhong's heart plummeted.
If it was just losing the art festival competition, Zhong Zhiwan could still accept it.
What she couldn't accept was that Old Mr. Zhong could bring Ying Zijin to the company, but he didn't let her touch the company's matters at all.
Why?
Zhong Zhiwan lowered his head and ignored the concern of his classmates. His heart was in a mess.
"Zhi Wan, don't worry." The girl next to her knew what was wrong with her and comforted her. "No matter what, Ying Zijin is still an outsider. Your grandfather was just blinded for a moment."
"Besides, it's a good thing that your grandfather doesn't let you touch the company. The adults are so busy that they're in a terrible fix. Why would they throw the burden to you?"
Zhong Zhiwan pursed his lips and his mood finally recovered a little.
"Zhi Wan, you just need to focus on your studies and take home first place," said the girl. "You don't know yet, right? It's almost the mid-term exams at the end of the month. Ying Zijin actually took a week off today."
"Her grades have always been bad and she's not very efficient in class. I think she'll have to apologize to you in front of everyone."
When Zhong Zhiwan heard this, he smiled faintly and didn't say a word.
**
That day and night, Ying Zijin locked herself in her room and didn't go downstairs to eat.
Old Mr. Zhong went up a few times, but in the end, he couldn't even get past the door.
He didn't know what she was doing inside, but his granddaughter just wouldn't let him see.
Just as Old Mr. Zhong was worried that Ying Zijin would tire herself out, the doorbell rang.
Butler Zhong came out of the kitchen and hurried to open the door.
As soon as he opened the door, he froze for a moment. "Little Seventh Master?"
"Hello, Grandpa Butler," said Fu Yunshen lazily as he raised his eyes and greeted him. "I came in a hurry and didn't bring anything."
"You don't have to bring anything. We have everything at home." Butler Zhong invited him in and shouted, "Old Master, Little Seventh Master is here."
"Get lost." When Old Mr. Zhong heard this, he said angrily, "Tell me, are you here to steal my cake for your grandfather?"
Fu Yunshen was speechless.
He didn't have his grandfather's hobby.
He didn't know how Master Fu could be so thick-skinned as to do this in the past.
This theft of snacks had left Old Master Zhong with a psychological shadow.
Fu Yunshen looked up at the second floor. "Grandpa Zhong, I'm here to see Yaoyao."
Unexpectedly, Old Mr. Zhong agreed without hesitation. "Sure, go up. It's the fourth room on the right on the second floor."
Old Mr. Zhong snorted as he watched the man go up the stairs.
His granddaughter wouldn't even let him, her grandfather, see her. How could he let this brat see her?
He would come down soon because he couldn't get in.
Fu Yunshen didn't know that Old Mr. Zhong had such thoughts. He walked to the door and knocked. "Yaoyao?"
There was no response.
He tilted his head slightly and heard the sound of gentle breathing inside.
She was obviously asleep.
Fu Yunshen put his hand on the doorknob and used a little strength.
The door was unlocked with a "click" sound.
In the room, Ying Zijin was lying on the table, fast asleep.
The sunlight shone in from the window and fell on her body, giving off a faint golden glow.
Beside her was a half-finished jade carving.
Fu Yunshen glanced at the jade carving, and his eyes flickered slightly.
This little kid was quite stubborn.
Fu Yunshen walked over, bent down, picked up the girl, and carried her into the bedroom next door.
Then he returned here.
Fu Yunshen looked at the half-finished jade carving and raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression relaxed.
He raised his slender fingers, picked up the carving knife from the table, and began to work.
Yes.
Of course, he had to spoil his own little kid.
If she was exhausted, he had to recuperate.
**
A few days passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was the date of the bet between the Zhong Group and the DK Group.
It was still the same conference room where the bet was signed. This time, Eugene wasn't the only one who came. The DK Group's CEO was also there.
Eugene stood up. He smiled slightly. "Five days have passed. I wonder if the Zhong Group has found the Ten Square World? We can pay the rest of the deposit. "
Hearing this, the shareholders' expressions turned ugly.
Not to mention finding the Ten Square World, they had no clue at all.
They might as well not waste these five days.
Old Mr. Zhong sat at the head of the table. He didn't say anything, and his eyes were dark.
Seeing their expressions, Eugene understood. "It seems that the Zhong Group still failed to live up to our trust."
"Unfortunately, the VAM is effective. The Emerald House will be taken over by the DK Group."
The moment the VAM was signed, it was legally effective.
Needless to say, many people on Weibo were waiting for a few days to see who would win and who would lose.
Just two days ago, a netizen had already posted such a comment.
[If the Zhong Group loses, it will be a disgrace to the Hua people. How can they lose to a foreign group?]
When Eugene said this, the shareholders' expressions changed.
The DK Group's CEO sat opposite Old Mr. Zhong. He nodded and smiled, but didn't say anything.
It was as if victory was in his hands.
"Previously, Chairman Zhong said that if he lost, he would step down." At this moment, a shareholder stood up and smiled. "I'll have to trouble Chairman Zhong to sign the share transfer agreement later."
This shareholder was on Zhong Tianyun's side. He was waiting for the day when Old Mr. Zhong stepped down.
The middle-aged shareholder was angry. "Can you support the Zhong Group after Uncle Zhong steps down?"
"That's not something you need to worry about." Another shareholder said contemptuously. "Chairman Zhong, you can't blame us for this. Who asked you to leave the Emerald House and your own fate in the hands of an adopted daughter who knows nothing about Family Ying?"
He was really caught in a trap of his own making.
Since Old Mr. Zhong was old and muddle-headed, he was indeed not qualified to be in charge of the Zhong Group.
"Oh, right. I remember that this agreement was signed by Chairman Zhong's granddaughter?" Eugene pretended to look casually. "Why? She signed the VAM, but she's not coming?"
She was still too young and didn't know the gravity of the situation. She was biting off more than she could chew.
She had boasted that she wanted the DK Group's 300 million USD deal, but now she was so scared that she didn't even come.
Eugene shook his head as if he was regretful. "What a pity. If she didn't —"
"Bang!"
At this moment, the door was kicked open.
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