Chapter 40
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Class 19 was recognized as a useless class. Not to mention the elite class and the international class, even the ordinary class looked down on them.
Zhong Zhiwan knew that Xiu Yu was just a delinquent girl who frequented nightclubs and racing tracks, but she knew that Jiang Ran was not simple.
This was also what she had heard from Old Mr. Zhong by chance —
Jiang Ran was related to a big family in the capital.
Even if he was not on the same level as Family Mu, he was not someone the four wealthy families in Hu City could afford to offend.
And now, Ying Zijin had beaten up Jiang Ran. What were the consequences? Was there a need to think about it?
Zhong Zhiwan's fingers twirled around the earphone cord. "Auntie, I saw Jiang Ran leave school on a motorcycle at noon. Don't tell me he went back …"
"Auntie knows." Zhong Manhua suppressed her anger. "I'm sorry to trouble you, Wanwan."
"It's my pleasure, Auntie." Zhong Zhiwan said, "Grandpa asked me to take care of my cousin in school. I can't disappoint him."
Then, he said casually, "But Auntie, I think it's better not to let Grandpa know about this. The family's affairs are enough to make Grandpa worry."
Zhong Manhua also thought so. "You're the sensible one, Wanwan. Focus on your studies. I'll solve it."
She hung up the phone, her chest heaving violently. She was very angry.
It had only been a few days since school started, and Ying Zijin had caused her a lot of trouble.
Not only did she change classes on her own, but now she actually hit someone?
And she hit Jiang Ran?
The butler also heard it and was surprised. "Madam, is Jiang Ran from the capital …"
"That's right." Zhong Manhua was annoyed to death. "The capital deliberately concealed his identity. Even I only know that he took his mother's surname."
Jiang Ran's mother was from the Jiang family in Hu City.
Jiang Ran still needed to call Jiang Moyuan uncle.
The butler deliberated. "Madam, Second Miss hit Young Master Jiang Ran. Not to mention the capital, the Jiang family will not let it go."
If it was not handled properly, the Family Ying's shares would be in turmoil for a while, and they would lose hundreds of millions.
"I knew it. It's always me who has to clean up her mess." Zhong Manhua sneered. "You go and write a check first. I'll go to school and bring her to the Jiang family to apologize."
The butler understood. "How much do you think is appropriate?"
"Five million. Also, take the piece of jade that Master bought at the auction a few days ago."
When Zhong Manhua thought that she had to spend so much money to apologize to the Jiang Family on behalf of Ying Zijin, the guilt in her heart disappeared again.
The butler nodded and went to prepare.
**
On the other side.
Xiu Yu was still happily teaching Ying Zijin how to make up. She sat on the table with her legs crossed and said, "Let me recommend you some common cosmetics."
Ying Zijin listened attentively, and even took out a small notebook to take notes.
Halfway through, Xiu Yu suddenly stopped. "Don't tell me you've never come into contact with these things before?"
Ying Zijin answered with an 'En'.
Xiu Yu, who had always lived a life of luxury, felt upset. She only felt that Sister Shen Yan was really pitiful.
"It's okay. I'll take care of you in the future." She put her arm around the girl's shoulder and said generously, "You can tell the school that you're Xiu Yu. No one will dare to bully you."
Ying Zijin was stunned.
After a while, she smiled and said, "Your words remind me of someone."
Xiu Yu was curious. "Who?"
"My best friend." Ying Zijin said lightly, "She also said the same thing."
"Oh." Xiu Yu didn't ask much. "Have you practiced martial arts before?"
Ying Zijin opened a bag of yogurt. "Kind of."
She had also stayed in Hua City for a while. At that time, ancient martial arts had just become popular.
She seemed to remember that she had taken a few disciples.
Because their body functions had been developed to the limit of human beings, ancient martial artists lived longer than ordinary people.
"That's great!" Xiu Yu was very happy. "Then let's spar some other day."
Ying Zijin paused for a moment.
She was actually quite afraid that she couldn't control her strength and crippled her.
"Papa YIng!" At this time, a little brother rushed in. "Papa YIng, the director of moral education wants you to go to the office."
Ying Zijin finished her yogurt and stood up. "Thank you, I got it."
The little brother was flattered. He scratched his head and smiled. "Papa YIng, don't be so polite. You're one of us now that you're in Class 19."
"Director of moral education?" Xiu Yu frowned. "Don't go. The principal of Class 19 can't control it anyway."
"I'll go and take a look." Ying Zijin didn't care. "Otherwise, there'll be more trouble."
"That's true." Xiu Yu also stood up. "I'll go with you. But who the hell is Papa YIng?"
The last sentence was directed to the little brother.
"Sister Yu, you don't understand." The little brother said, "You and Brother Ran have already retired to the second generation. Papa YIng is the first generation. Naturally, he's the father."
Xiu Yu, who couldn't find anything to refute, was speechless.
She kicked him and scolded jokingly, "Hurry up and get lost. Go and see if your Brother Ran can still get up."
**
Moral Education Office.
"Mrs. Ying, I've already asked a student to call him." The director of moral education said, "He'll be here in a while. Please sit down and have a cup of tea."
"No need." Zhong Manhua wasn't in the mood. "Wanwan, has Jiang Ran not returned to school yet?"
"Auntie, you don't have to be so worried." Zhong Zhiwan smiled faintly. "Jiang Ran has never been very obedient. He often runs out."
Zhong Manhua pursed her lips and became even more annoyed.
How could she not be worried?
What if the Jiang family didn't accept the apology?
After waiting for a full 15 minutes, the door was pushed open.
The girl was wearing a neat school uniform with a high ponytail.
The director of moral education was very satisfied with her appearance. "Ying Zijin, your parents are here. They have something to say to you."
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