Marriage of a wealthy family: rebirth of the ace boss

Beiqiao High School was a high school that Song Baoyi couldn't get into back then. Why did Song Hua get in?

The little bastard really doesn’t know the heights of the world!

"Why don't you go down below and ask grandma how she taught you?" Song Hua just looked at Zhou Lei and raised her eyebrows slightly.

It was obviously a sentence that made people hate it, but she said it with a smile. Her smile was as bright as a flower, making people unable to take their eyes away.

Zhou Lei was so choked that she couldn't speak. She stared at Song Hua so fiercely that she could hardly breathe.

Song Baoyi narrowed her beautiful eyes and said at this time, "Sister, Beiqiao is indeed the only high school that can be compared with international schools, but Beiqiao is not as simple as you think. Otherwise, I will go to Teacher Ye's office with you tomorrow.

, you don’t have to say anything then, just let me apologize to Teacher Ye. If you really want to become a regular employee, I will think of a way for you."

In fact, Song Baoyi knew very well why Song Hua was obsessed with Beiqiao High School.

Because Song Hua wanted to be superior to her.

Song Hua pissed off Teacher Ye, so naturally she had no shame in going back to the international school. If she wanted to save her face, Song Hua had to find a way to go to Beiqiao.

But Song Hua doesn't look in the mirror, so what qualifications does she have to go to Beiqiao?

Idiots talk about dreams.

Song Hua was too lazy to say anything else and glanced at the cat squatting at the door, "I'm going back to my room first."

"Wait a moment!"

Song Dalong suddenly spoke.

Song Hua's red lips parted slightly, "Say."

A very simple word, but it is filled with an inexplicable aura.

Seeing Song Hua like this, Song Dalong suddenly felt a little flustered for some reason, and said with a stern expression, "The eldest lady of the Song family will always be Baoyi, don't forget your identity!"

She's just an adopted daughter, but she really wants to climb up the pole to the sky?

"For school matters, you can either go with Bao Yi to apologize to the teacher, or you can find a solution on your own! Don't try to enter Beiqiao High School in Bao Yi's name or in the name of our Song family!"

He won't use his interpersonal relationships for a little bastard!

Song Hua didn't say anything, she bent slightly and picked up the cat at the door, and left the study just like that.

Song Dalong looked at Song Hua's back and was also very angry.

"Dad, don't be angry." Song Baoyi comforted softly, "Actually, my sister is just unbalanced. You and Mom should be more considerate."

"Unbalanced? Why is she unbalanced?" Zhou Lei was furious, "If it weren't for us, she would still be just a little bastard that no one wants!"

Zhou Lei calmed down and continued: "Aunt Sun invites me to a tea party at noon tomorrow. Baoyi, get ready and come with me."

There are often various tea parties in the circle of ladies.

These ladies come together to consolidate their interpersonal relationships and expand their connections.

Secondly, it is also to kill time and show off my husband and children while attending the tea party.

Zhou Lei is most willing to take Song Baoyi to the tea party. After all, Song Baoyi is the most talented woman in Jiangcheng.

"Take sister with you," Song Baoyi said.

"Why are you taking her with you?" Zhou Lei's eyes were full of disgust, "Is it embarrassing?"

She couldn't afford to throw this person away, and the Song family and Song Baoyi couldn't afford to throw this person away either.

Song Baoyi looked at Zhou Lei, "My sister has just come back, I have to take her out to see the world."

"Bao Yi is right, it's time to take her out to see the world!" Song Dalong answered.

After all, Song Hua is the one who is going to be engaged to Yu Tingzhi, so more people must know about Song Hua's existence.

"That's okay." Zhou Lei nodded.

After finishing her words, Zhou Lei seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "Bao Yi, has Mr. Wu come back recently?"

"Not yet, but it should be within the next few days." Song Baoyi replied.

Zhou Lei said: "I heard that the Yun family will also go to this tea party."

"You mean Miss Yun?" Song Baoyi asked.

Zhou Lei nodded, "Since Miss Yun had an accident three years ago, she has sought medical treatment everywhere but to no avail. If you can cure her face, then our family's position in Jiangcheng will be more stable."

As the saying goes, you can enjoy the shade by leaning against a big tree.

Everyone wants to climb up to the big tree of the Yun family, but unfortunately, no one can climb up.

The only shortcut to climbing up the Yun family is to cure the face of the only heir of the Yun family.

Song Baoyi was quite talented in medicine, and she also became a disciple of Dr. Wu, who was known as a descendant of Bian Que. She had made great achievements in the medical field at a young age. She was better than her master, which made Dr. Wu very happy.

Hearing this, Song Baoyi asked: "I heard that Miss Yun was burned, right?"

"Yes." Zhou Lei nodded, "I asked about it, it's a burn."

Song Baoyi smiled and said, "Since it's a burn, you don't have to worry."

She specializes in facial repair and burns, and her medical skills are even better than Dr. Wu. She is sure to be able to give Miss Yun a new lease of life!

...

upstairs.

Song Hua made some goat milk powder for the cat, then turned on her phone to check the fund.

In just two days, the fund that originally only had 125 yuan has now increased to 1,500 yuan.

However, Song Hua did not intend to keep it, but clicked to sell it. This fund seemed to be making money, but in fact it was not. It had surged ten times and it was already at its peak. If she didn't sell it, she would lose everything.

Then, Song Hua withdrew another 1,000 yuan from her balance and bought three more funds.

After doing this, Song Hua picked up the peaked cap on the table and put it on her head. The black brim covered her eyebrows and only her crimson lips could be seen.

When they came downstairs, the servants all looked at Song Hua strangely.

In their eyes, Song Hua is just a little village girl from the countryside.

Even when she came to the Song family, she could not change her poor and small-family spirit. The servants never regarded her as the eldest lady of the Song family.

Song Hua didn't pay attention to the looks in these people's eyes.

After leaving the Song family villa, Song Hua bought a shared bicycle.

The back view of riding a bicycle with one hand is indescribably cool.

Half an hour later, we arrived at our destination--

China’s No. 1 medicinal materials market.

It covers an area of ​​more than thirty hectares.

The original owner had a poor foundation, was frail and sickly, and was on the same level as Sister Lin.

Fortunately, Song Hua has a foundation in traditional Chinese medicine and knows a little about the art of Qi Huang. The original owner's body may be a bit troublesome in the eyes of other doctors, but in Song Hua's hands, it is just a matter of traditional Chinese medicine.

Song Hua parked the car, hugged the little cat, and came to a drug store, "Boss, please give me two grams of saffron, two grams of Tongcao, two grams of Schisandra chinensis..." "Okay, wait a moment."

Not long after, the boss packed the medicinal materials and said, "Little girl, there are three hundred and two in total."

Song Hua took the medicinal materials, lowered her eyebrows and looked at her without moving, "Thank you, I don't want any more."

"No?" When the boss heard this, he was very angry and frowned, "I have packed everything, and you told me no! Are you kidding me?"

The drugstore owner is a tall and thick-mannered man, and anyone else would have been frightened by his fierce look.

But instead of being frightened, Song Hua calmly asked, "Why don't I want it? Boss, you don't have any idea?"

"Little girl, I see you are pretty, but why do you do such disgusting things? The medicinal materials have been weighed for you, and you don't want them if you don't want them! Aren't you wasting my time? You must have them today.

Give me an explanation!"

Because the boss's voice was too loud, many passers-by came to watch.

When the boss saw so many people, he became even more excited and said at the top of his voice: "Everyone, come and see! The little girl is very beautiful, but she has such a dark heart! I worked so hard to prepare the medicine for her, but she said she didn't want it.

don't want!"

Hearing this, the onlookers accused Song Hua one after another.

"Why are little girls like this nowadays!"

"It must be that the adults at home didn't teach me well!"

"..."

Song Hua still had a calm look on her face, and there was no trace of panic on Qing Jun's face. She unhurriedly opened the package of medicinal ingredients and said, "I want two grams of saffron. What did you give me? Huh?"

Hearing this, the boss's heart skipped a beat.

No!

impossible!

How old is the little girl in front of me? Can she tell what real saffron is?

Mostly just pretending!

"What's it if it's not saffron?" The boss looked stern and said, "Don't mess around here!"

"The flower head of saffron is trumpet-shaped, with cracks on one side and fine serrations on the other side. Although the saffron flower is similar to saffron, it does not have these characteristics. Are you guilty of pretending to be saffron?"

Song Hua's tone was calm, but it caused a burst of boos from the crowd.

Saffron is very precious, with more than 100 grams per gram. It costs 100 yuan to buy a pound of saffron!

The boss is too evil!

"What are you talking about, little girl? Just forget it if you don't buy it!" The boss looked at the people talking about each other and felt very guilty. He thought that the little girl was easy to deceive, but he never thought that he would meet an expert today and he would reach out to take the medicinal materials.

Take the bag away.

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