King of Industry

On the first day it was put on the shelves, the results were very dismal. Originally, it was planned to order 2,000 plus updates for the first time, but now it is only more than 1,000, but a few more have been added, and there will be another chapter tonight. I will definitely work hard and persevere to write this book well. I hope that friends who like it can support the genuine reading, preferably on the Qidian platform, the charge for a chapter is only 6 cents, and other platforms only have 2 cents, please trouble everyone!

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Your aunt in He Huifen's mouth is naturally He Guoping's wife, and her younger sibling Zeng Xiuhong.

Zeng Xiuhong is in her early 40s this year. She should be in the prime of life, but because of perennial illnesses and weak constitution, she can hardly work hard.

It was hard to find someone to get an early retirement quota in the work unit, but he had to wait until he was forty-five to get a monthly retirement salary of seventy or eighty yuan.

Compared with Zhao Guoyang's family, uncle and aunt's family only have two children to support, but the two children are not very old, and it is still early before they can earn money independently.

In this way, all the pressure on their family fell on He Guoping alone.

The uncle's daughter He Hui and Zhao Xiaojing were also in the second grade of high school in the same year. He Hui's grades were very good, comparable to Zhao Xiaojing's, and there was basically no problem in getting into a university.

As for the little cousin He Wei, he is one year younger than Zhao Xiaoyong, and he is just a freshman this year, so he is always mischievous. Getting into trouble every two or three days, simply put, it means itching all over the body if you don't smoke for a day.

This time I broke a classmate's handheld game console, and the whole family probably went crazy.

Listening to his mother's rambling words, Zhao Guoyang thought about it and comforted him: Hey, Mom, it might not be as troublesome as we thought. Maybe the game console can still be repaired?

Well, I'll take time to visit my uncle's house in two days. If I can help, I will definitely help. Zhao Guoyang continued.

He Huifen is now obedient to her son, and keeps nodding after hearing this.

While the mother and son were talking, Zhao Xiaojing and another woman whispered from outside the yard.

Zhao Guoyang blinked and asked He Huifen, Mom, is Xiaojing and their homeroom teacher here?

He Huifen was stunned for a moment, then nodded again and again: Yes, that's right, it must be. Hurry up, Xiaoyong, help your brother pack all the things to the east room, don't stand in the way...

Zhao Xiaoyong had just moved a pile of food back to the house, and before he had time to take a breather, He Huifen ordered him to do it again.

Seeing his younger brother's sad face, Zhao Guoyang smiled for a while.

Mom, I'm back! Zhao Xiaojing quickly led a beautiful woman in her twenties into the yard.

Without waiting for He Huifen to say hello, the beautiful woman said with a gentle smile: Hello, Auntie! You must be Xiaojing's mother. I am Zhao Xiaojing's class teacher, and my name is Murongjing.

Ah, teacher Murong, hello, hello! As soon as he grasped Murong Jing's hand, He Huifen burst into a smile.

Murong Jing? Hearing this name, Zhao Guoyang, who was busy packing his things beside him, was slightly taken aback: I seem to have heard this name somewhere before! .

When Zhao Xiaojing saw her brother, her eyes lit up immediately.

Her elder brother has always been the capital she is proud of. Now, in front of the class teacher, she naturally needs to introduce him well.

By the way, Teacher Murong, let me introduce you. Zhao Xiaojing chirped.

This is my brother Zhao Guoyang, a top student at Jinling University of Technology, who just graduated less than a year ago!

When Murong Jing heard this and turned her gaze to Zhao Guoyang, she was also taken aback after seeing the other person's appearance clearly.

Although Zhao Guoyang's impression of her was somewhat vague, she still had a fresh memory of Zhao Guoyang.

That time on the bus, Murong Jing bought a hairpin from Zhao Guoyang. Speaking of it, she can be regarded as the first buyer of the small workshop.

Ah, it's you! Murong Jing couldn't help exclaiming.

At this time, Zhao Guoyang had already remembered who the person in front of him was, he scratched his head involuntarily, and said with a smirk, Hey, so you are my sister's head teacher, if I knew I wouldn't have charged you for the hairpin last time...

Murong Jing smiled lightly, and casually tossed her long black wavy hair.

Seeing that her brother actually met the beautiful head teacher, the fire of gossip in Zhao Xiaojing's heart suddenly ignited.

Brother, from your tone, it seems that you have known Teacher Murong for a long time? Zhao Xiaojing pretended to be surprised.

This is strange. Teacher Murong was assigned to our school just this year from Guangling Normal University. You have been studying in Jinling, so how did you know each other?

After Zhao Xiaojing asked this question, both Zhao Guoyang and Murongjing felt a little embarrassed.

The acquaintance of the two was very accidental. It is really hard to explain this.

He Huifen next to her noticed the flickering eyes between her precious son and this beautiful teacher Murong, and her heart suddenly burst into flames.

She thought to herself: No wonder Guoyang is always refusing the neighbors to introduce him to someone. It turns out that he already has a relationship...Xiaojing's head teacher, not to mention his appearance, is also very foreign. He comes from a rich family, and he is also a teacher, educated, just right for his son!

When he was thinking right in his heart, He Huifen heard Zhao Xiaojing ask embarrassing words.

At that moment, she stretched out her hand, grabbed Zhao Xiaojing's ear unceremoniously and said, Why do you want me to ask you about my lord's business? The teacher has been here for so long, and he doesn't invite him into the house for tea. Do you understand? rule?

Oh my god, it hurts me to death! Zhao Xiaojing almost didn't shed tears when she was pulled.

She complained again and again: Mom, I got it! I won't ask any more questions, why not! Teacher Murong, please help me!

Murong Jing usually likes this lively and cute little girl with the best grades in her class. Seeing her pitiful appearance now, she smiled and said, Auntie taught me, Xiaojing, Sometimes you are just too smart! Isn’t that why points were deducted for the math extra questions in this exam?”

While talking, Murong Jing smiled at Zhao Guoyang and said, Comrade Zhao, you usually give advice to your younger sister, right? She is extremely smart and has a strong learning ability...

Zhao Guoyang waved his hands and said with a smile: Mr. Murong, you are mistaken. Xiaojing's academic performance really has nothing to do with me. I don't usually live at home, how can I find time to teach her...

Ah? It seems that Xiaojing is just like you, Comrade Zhao, with a talent for learning. Murong Jing said with a smile.

Oh, Mr. Murong, please stop calling Comrade Zhao and Comrade Zhao one by one. You are about the same age as Guoyang, so you can just call him by your first name. You don't have to be so polite! He Huifen couldn't help but speak when listening to the conversation between the two. road.

With that unexpected encounter on the bus, Murong Jing's home visit turned into a chat with Zhao Guoyang.

From hairpins for girls, to accessories that can be worn by both men and women, as well as Tang poetry and Song Ci, and the four major classics, the two chatted very speculatively, and they felt like seeing each other late.