Siheyuan: The Idiot in Charge

Chapter 190 You are

"Dr. Lou, what did you say?"

Director Yang was stunned and shocked by Lou Bancheng's words.

My jaw dropped.

Director Yang thought to himself: "What the hell, did I hear wrongly?"

"Director Yang, you heard me right, I am going to donate all my shares to the country." Lou Bancheng repeated his words very calmly.

"Director Lou, you have to think about it. You founded the steel rolling mill yourself."

"Director Yang, I'm serious. Let's write the document and sign it now."

"No, Mr. Lou, this is too sudden for you. Please stop thinking about it."

"Director Yang, what's the point of having more money? Now that I've figured it out, I just want to go to the countryside and live a carefree pastoral life."

"Director Lou, you still have a high level of ideological awareness." Director Yang gave Lou Bancheng a thumbs up.

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Director Yang called his secretary to draft the document, sign it, and seal it.

An hour later, Lou Bancheng stood outside the gate of the steel rolling mill, silently looking at the factory he had built with his own efforts.

Anyone else would feel reluctant to give up.

After a long time, Lou Bancheng let out a long sigh, got into the black car next to him, and drove away.

It is said that a single move affects the whole body.

There are many relatives who are closely related to the Lou family, and there are still many things waiting for him to deal with.

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Finance and trade school.

Jia Weidong didn't know that Lou Bancheng could move so fast. At this moment, he was in the school classroom during the third period of the morning.

After class, Jia Weidong followed his class teacher Yan Lingyu to the office.

Yan Lingyu was a long-time smoker. When he entered the office and sat down, he was touching his pocket to take out a cigarette when Jia Weidong handed him a cigarette.

"Oh, you're the manager after all, the smoke is pretty good," Yan Lingyu took Huazi, lit it, took a deep breath, and exhaled a string of smoke rings before teasing.

"They're all rewarded by the leaders, Teacher Yan. I don't usually smoke. If you like, just keep it and smoke it." Jia Weidong said and threw the newly opened pack of cigarettes to Yan Lingyu.

"To be courteous when you have nothing to do is to be a traitor or a thief. You kid, tell me, what's the matter? I won't approve of taking a long leave."

Although he missed more than a month of classes last semester, Jia Weidong's final exam score was third in grade, which Yan Lingyu admired very much.

Jia Weidong said with a smile: "Hey! Teacher Yan, I don't want to ask for leave, I want to skip a grade."

"What? Classmate Jia Weidong, you said you want to skip a grade?" Yan Lingyu asked in disbelief after hearing Jia Weidong's application.

Jia Weidong said respectfully: "Teacher Yan, I have completed all the courses for the second year of technical secondary school by myself. There is no problem in taking the final exam of the second year of technical secondary school."

"Jia Weidong, have you really studied all the second-year junior high school courses on your own?"

Yan Lingyu also heard that Jia Weidong has been making up lessons seriously. Being able to make up for the missing courses shows that he is working very hard.

Jia Weidong said that he had finished all the courses for the second year of junior high school, but he still couldn't believe it.

"Teacher Yan, I am willing to take the test of the second-year junior high school course."

"Classmate Jia Weidong, skipping a grade is not a trivial matter. You go back to class first. I will discuss it with Director Jin and give you an answer."

Technical secondary school is not like elementary school or junior high school, and it is not something you can skip a grade if you want.

"Okay, then Teacher Lao Yan, please take the trouble."

Jia Weidong also knew that it was not easy to skip a grade, so he played ahead of schedule.

His goal is to skip a grade before the final exam, so that he can take the final exam for the second year of junior high school.

During the second class in the afternoon, snowflakes began to fall again in the sky, and gradually they became heavier and heavier.

When school was about to end, it had turned into heavy snow, and a thick layer had accumulated on the ground.

<divclass="contentadv">After school, Jia Weidong waited for Du Xinya and Hu Xiujuan at the stairs of the teaching building. After the three of them walked aside, Jia Weidong said: "Sister, the snow is falling so hard. There will be no tutoring in the evening.”

Hu Xiujuan said with concern: "Junior, it's snowing so heavily and it's not safe to drive, so don't go back."

"Well, okay!" Jia Weidong nodded in agreement.

"Junior, then I'll go cook for you."

"No, senior sister, you guys have a good rest. Besides, it's not like Xiu'er doesn't know how to cook."

The two seniors have been feeling bad these past two days. It's snowing so heavily outside, and Jia Weidong doesn't want them to go back and forth again.

"Xiu'er? She can also be called a cook? That means she can cook well."

Xiu'er's family doesn't eat fish very often throughout the year, so it's not as delicious as the two of them.

"As long as it's cooked, I can make do with a meal, so don't go back and forth."

"That's okay, but, junior fellow student, you have to hold on while we're not around. Xiu'er is still a little girl, hehe!" Du Xinya teased with a smile.

"Ahem, senior, am I that kind of person?" Jia Weidong cleared his throat and said seriously.

"That's you!" The two senior sisters said in unison with a smile.

"?" Jia Weidong looked confused.

"cluck"

Leaving behind a string of laughter like silver bells, Hu Xiujuan and Du Xinya trotted back to the dormitory hand in hand.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Jia Weidong shook his head and trotted back to the Yushuguan courtyard alone despite the wind and snow.

house.

Yu Wan'er is adding carbon to the stove that has been lit. Wan'er goes to elementary school and has to finish school early.

"Brother Weidong, you're back, wipe it quickly." Wan'er took the towel and handed it to Jia Weidong, who was standing outside the door and patted the snow on his body.

"Okay, thank you Wan'er." Jia Weidong took the towel, stamped his feet, shook the snow off his feet, and entered the house.

From the first night after school started, whenever the two senior students came to the courtyard, they would stay with Xiu'er and Wan'er to eat, and would help their teacher Yue Ru's family with some food every now and then.

The two little girls were a little shy at first, but after a month they gradually got used to it, and became familiar with Jia Weidong and the two senior students.

Now, the two little girls will come to Jia Weidong's yard as soon as school is over to help with whatever they can.

Although Wan'er is young, she can do a lot of housework, such as sweeping the floor, wiping the table, and lighting the stove.

"Brother Weidong, sit down and warm yourself by the fire." After Jia Weidong entered the house, Wan'er moved another stool and placed it next to the stove.

"Wan'er, come here, eat some candies." Jia Weidong touched Wan'er's head and took out a few pieces of White Rabbit toffee.

"Thank you, brother Wei Dong." Wan'er thanked her happily after taking it, smiling so much that her eyes turned into crescents.

After a while, Xiu'er's voice came from the kitchen door: "Sister Ya'er. Sister Juan'er. Huh."

Xiuer's school was a little further away. When I entered the courtyard, I went straight to the kitchen door and saw no one.

Entering the house, Xiu'er asked: "Where are brother Wei Dong, sister Ya'er and sister Juan'er?"

Jia Weidong smiled and said: "Xiu'er, it's snowing heavily outside, and the two of them can't come here today."

"Brother Weidong, what are you going to have for dinner? I'm going to cook." Xiu'er asked Jia Weidong while untying the scarf around her neck.

"Xiu'er, just do whatever you know how to do, I won't pick on you."

"Okay, Wan'er, come and help me wash the dishes later." Xiu'er ordered Wan'er, then turned and went to the kitchen.

in the kitchen.

Xiu'er washed the rice quickly, put it on the stove, pulled Wan'er over and said quietly:

"Wan'er, please go home."

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