True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Why are you so ignorant?

Zhong Manhua was so angry that his heart and lungs hurt, and his voice came out between his teeth: "If you don't want to go to school, then drop out and leave the elite class. Where else can you go?"

Ying Zijin didn't even bother to look at it.

She peeled a shrimp slowly, and the words "None of your business" were written between her lazy eyebrows.

Zhong Manhua was so provoked that he was about to get angry, and the old man Zhong was angry again: "Zhong Manhua, will you speak well? Have you been feeding the dog after all these years of upbringing? Get out of here if you can't speak! Immediately get out of my way!"

It's like this in front of his face, what will it be in private?

Zhong Manhua was very angry, but he couldn't say anything in front of Mr. Zhong.

She could only pick up the shawl angrily, and went out with a cold face.

"Just get out, I don't know who to show my face all day long!" Mr. Zhong was so angry that his blood pressure went up, and he coughed again.

Ying Zijin raised his hand and patted him on the back, and handed the cup over: "Grandpa, drink water."

"Hey." Mr. Zhong immediately became angry and took it with a smile.

After drinking it, Mr. Zhong immediately felt refreshed and his spirit improved a lot.

He didn't even think about it deeply, he just thought his granddaughter was really nice.

"Old man calm down." Mrs. Zhong hurriedly smoothed things out, "Manhua has to take care of the company and take care of the children. You don't understand that she has been strong since she was a child, but her words are a bit rushed."

Mr. Zhong didn't appreciate it: "I have to divide people. I can't bear to say a heavy word to Zijin. She is a cannonball, and I have never seen her speak so well in other matters."

"..."

Madam Zhong finally understood Zhong Manhua's mood.

Mr. Zhong is so kind to an adopted daughter, is this to let outsiders step on the blood relationship?

Mrs. Zhong lost her appetite for this meal, and she finished it in a hurry, making an excuse to go upstairs.

**

After eating, Mr. Zhong called Ying Zijin into the study.

"Come on, I heard about what happened in the school today. If you are wronged in the future, call me directly. Although your grandfather and I have retired, I will still be strong."

"I know, thank you, Grandpa." Ying Zijin squeezed his shoulders, "but don't call me that, just call me by my name."

Mr. Zhong was stunned.

Before I asked, I heard the girl say lightly, "I don't really like names that others have used."

婠婠 was the nickname given to her by the Ying family before she was born, but it has now been replaced.

Mr. Zhong's heart suddenly became mixed.

After a long while, he sighed: "Grandpa didn't take good care of you."

Knowing that this kind of thing would happen, he should have brought the child to the Zhong family to take care of him personally.

It's just that he has been running around for more than ten years, and it was only a while ago that he returned to Shanghai City and learned about the loss of his granddaughter.

The thought of his real granddaughter suffering so much away made Old Master Zhong feel uncomfortable.

"Your mother has that kind of temperament, don't pay attention to her, let her be angry alone." Mr. Zhong thought for a while, and took out a card from the drawer, "Grandpa doesn't know what you young people like, so I bought it. I'm also afraid that you don't like it, so you can take this card and buy it."

Ying Zijin didn't plan to use it, but in order not to disturb the old man's heart, he accepted it: "Have you been sleeping poorly recently?"

"That's the problem when people are old." Mr. Zhong pressed his temples and sighed, "This person still has to obey the old."

Ying Zijin nodded, knowing something.

She has been idle recently, so she went back and made some more herbs.

However, Mr. Zhong's body is considered tough among his peers, so take care of it and live to 100 easily.

"Let's stay today? You haven't been back for a long time." Mr. Zhong coughed a few times and pretended not to care, "I'll ask the driver to take you to school tomorrow."

Ying Zijin looked at Mr. Zhong who wanted to rub his hands excitedly: "..."

She was a little helpless: "Okay."

Even if Mr. Zhong didn't say anything, she would stay.

"Okay, just tell your grandfather if you need anything." Mr. Zhong nodded again and again, "I'll take you to Fu's house to thank that kid."

Although, he doesn't like this kid very much.

Don't come here to bash his cabbage.

Mr. Zhong sent the girl out anxiously, sat in the study for a while, and dialed a number slowly: "Hey, old man Fu, you don't care what I'm calling you so late, I'm just for you Say……"

**

Before a day had passed, what Ying Feifei had done had spread throughout the second year of high school, but most people had little interest in paying attention.

Because of Mr. Zhong's preference, Zhong Zhiwan didn't sleep well all night, and was absent-minded when reading in the morning. Out of the corner of his eye, he kept glancing at the empty space in the corner.

A few classmates whispered.

"I heard that I went to the principal's office as soon as I came in the morning. I don't know why."

"It is estimated that we still have to get out of the elite class. Our class finally has one less moth that is holding us back."

Zhong Zhiwan listened, and her mood finally improved.

She put down the book and left the classroom, ready to go to the Academic Affairs Building to have a look.

Zhong Zhiwan didn't know that there were several teachers besides the principal in the principal's office at the moment.

"You all know what happened yesterday." The principal thought for a moment and then said, "I discussed with the parents of Ying and I am going to change her class."

Teacher Xu was taken aback: "Principal?"

The principal just mumbled: "The elite class is not suitable."

He also has a toothache.

How many people in Shanghai crowded their heads and wanted to enter the elite class, but none of them wanted to stay.

Teacher Xu understood: "It's fine to change to another class, so that you can keep up with the learning progress without too much pressure."

"That's what I meant." The principal nodded, "So I thought, let Ying go to the international class."

He really didn't dare to put Mr. Zhong's granddaughter in the regular class. No one could recruit this old man to be crazy.

Although the international class is taught entirely in English, the teaching difficulty is lower than that of the elite class, and it is more important to practice.

The students of the international class are also the children of wealthy families in Shanghai, geniuses who will go abroad to study in the future.

He heard from Teacher Deng that the child is very good in English, especially in spoken English.

After hearing this, He Xun, who was beside him, finally knew why the principal had called him.

He raised his head expressionlessly, and his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were soaked with cold indifference: "She'll turn, okay, I'll resign."

The principal was taken aback: "Mr. He, you..."

He Xun graduated from Norton University, the world's number one university. He was only 25 years old this year when he obtained the qualification certificate of professor.

All the courses in the second year international class were taught by him.

Qingzhi Middle School took great pains to hire He Xun and asked him to take the international class, so that Qingzhi would have students who could be admitted to Norton University.

A professor who graduated from Norton University, a student who can't do everything, how to choose?

Regarding the role of Zhong Manhua, I know a child in junior high school. Her mother is a paranoid personality and has a strong desire to control. She beats and scolds her every day, even her father beats her together. The child has bipolar disorder :-(

Therefore, everyone in the world has it. In fact, there is no realistic exaggeration in fiction.