Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

On the way back to school, Ji Lianhuo tightly held the mobile phone in his school trousers pocket, and the scenery passing by outside the car window did not catch his eyes at all.

This is my first mobile phone.

Still color screen.

More importantly, Brother Zhaomou would send himself a multimedia message every day.

Ji Lianhuo couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, his mind was full of what a man looks like today.

No matter what brother Zhaomou wears, he looks good.

Still half an hour's drive away from school, Ji Lianhuo took out the test paper given by Mr. Chen today, took out the pen that had just signed the Dabao Intellectual Development Contract, and redo every wrong question on the test paper.

Seeing this, the driver subconsciously slowed down to remind the teenager behind.

"Master Ji, don't do your homework in the car. If you hit the brakes, your pen will easily hurt yourself."

"I'm sorry." Ji Lianhuo immediately put away his pen, and after reacting for a while, he realized that the other party called him "Master Ji".

"I'm not the young master."

Ji Lianhuo looked at the driver's seat with serious and firm eyes.

"I'm the same as you, and I will work for Brother Zhaomou in the future."

The driver looked at the boy through the rearview mirror, hesitant to speak, and after thinking for a while, he remained silent.

That night before Wang Zhaomou went to bed, he took Ji Dabao to find Mrs. Cheng.

When he learned that he was going to send photos to his uncle, Ji Dabao regained his spirit immediately and sat on Wang Zhaomou's lap, thinking of rewarding his hard-working uncle with some love, so he turned around and lay on the man's lap, his eyes following the phone camera, With both hands propping up her increasingly rounded chin, her calves are raised, which is half a bit more enchanting than the cover girl.

Mrs. Cheng's hand that pressed the "photograph" button paused, revealing the expression of an incomplete subway grandpa looking at the phone. After trying to take two pictures, she immediately returned the phone to Wang Zhaomou.

Wang Zhaomou looked at the image on the screen, and Ji Dabao also leaned his head over.

At this time, the pixels of the mobile phone were too low to capture my own beauty at all, but it was still possible for my uncle to use it to comfort the pain of longing.

Take a hard look, uncle.

In the future, I will take high-definition photos for you.

Ji Dabao looked at Wang Zhaomou's two photos, chose one that was relatively less blurred and sent it to him.

At this time, Ji Lianhuo may be studying at night, and his mobile phone is not turned on. Ji Dabao waited for a while without replying, and took the initiative to crawl away to sleep.

Wang Zhaomou returned to the study with his mobile phone in hand, dug out the documents sent by the real estate company, and started working overtime.

The general plan review of the community has passed, and Lao Qi has been running for various permits this month.

Wang Zhaomou looked at the documents in front of him. The comprehensive review of residential pipelines, drainage permits, individual review, construction project planning, fire protection and civil air defense review. Nearly a dozen permits have been approved.

Even though so much has been done, there are still many inspections and permits to be done, and the most important construction permit can only be obtained after completing all these.

Even though Wang Zhaomou had no experience in real estate construction before, he knew that it would take at least a year to complete all the procedures honestly.

Although Sioux City's management regulations are strict, there are ways to speed up the process. The company can completely apply for a separate construction permit first, starting from the foundation pit support, and constructing while going through the formalities.

Wang Zhaomou thought of a countermeasure, called Lao Qi, and the two communicated together until late at night. When Wang Zhaomou's mobile phone had the last battery, he finally planned the future progress.

"President Wang, there is one more thing." Old Qi's voice was obviously exhausted.

"Will the construction team invite bids or directly contract?"

"I remember that this company had a construction team before." Wang Zhaomou looked at the documents for a long time, his eyes were a little sore, he took off his glasses, and rubbed the center of his brows.

"The construction team has disbanded, and the contractors have all run away." Lao Qi looked helpless, "However, there are several construction teams in Sioux City who have come to inquire about the situation here, and it seems that they all intend to take over this project."

"Let's invite bids." Wang Zhaomou closed his eyes, "You come forward to do this matter, the scope of bidding can be wider, but no matter what you do, don't let this company get involved with the Wang Group."

Lao Qi was a little puzzled, but he could only follow Wang Zhaomou's arrangement.

"Then the range of quotations we accept..."

"The quotation is second, and the focus is to strive for a high-quality construction team that can cooperate for a long time." Wang Zhaomou heard two "didi" beeps from the mobile phone, and the last bar of electricity was almost unbearable.

"The company is definitely going to build more than this real estate, so pay more attention recently." Wang Zhaomou opened the drawer to find the charging cable, "See if there is any land with a better location, and when the funds are recovered, we will start preparing for the next project various approval documents."

Wang Zhaomou had just finished speaking, only to hear the shutdown music playing on the phone.

Glancing at the time, Wang Zhaomou tidied up the documents on the table, turned off the lights and walked out of the study.

Connecting the mobile phone to the charger in the bedroom, Wang Zhaomou rushed out of the shower, and when he turned on the mobile phone, he saw a text message from the boy.

[Thank you Brother Zhaomou. ]

Wang Zhaomou sat by the bed, wiping his hair with one hand, but did not reply.

After a while, the phone rang again. Wang Zhaomou turned on the phone, and inside was a multimedia message from a teenager. In the picture was a stack of papers with densely packed notes and corrected mistakes. There was also a wrong question book next to it, with neat and beautiful handwriting.

[The same mistake, I will not make it again, Brother Zhaomou, I will work harder next time! ]

Wang Zhaomou raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and replied "OK".

This child is a typical eater but not hard, give him some sweetness, he will do better.

Ji Lianhuo was lying on the bed, holding the phone tightly in his hand, and turning the phone to look at the photos inside from time to time.

After saving the MMS picture in the album, Ji Lianhuo clicked to zoom in, and successfully saw where Ji Dabao was lying on his stomach.

It's Brother Zhaomou's leg!

Even if the picture is blurry, Ji Lianhuo can still recognize it.

Only a small part of Brother Zhaomou's waist was illuminated, and the rest was blocked by Ji Dabao.

Regret flashed across the boy's eyes.

After taking a photo of the corrected paper, Ji Lianhuo carefully edited the text message, read over and over the twenty words, and after confirming that there were no mistakes, he pursed his lips and mustered up the courage to press "Send".

Ji Lianhuo was lying on the bed, holding the phone in one hand and placing it in front of his chest. He felt the phone vibrate, and immediately turned over to check it.

A "good" word is displayed on the screen.

Ji Lianhuo couldn't help showing a smile, holding his mobile phone in both hands, seeing that other people had rested, covered the quilt, bit the flashlight, and took out his accounting book.

Behind the page of "Brother Zhaomou", Ji Lianhuo wanted to write something else.

"Brother Zhaomou is very kind to me.

Brother Zhaomou's legs are straight, straight and good-looking.

Brother Zhaomou's nickname is 'Zhao Zhao', I really want to call him that and stick close to him.

Zhao Zhao is very gentle, the places he touches will be crispy and itchy. "

Ji Lianhuo subconsciously touched the position in front of him.

"Zhao Zhao is very good, I need to learn a lot from him.

Zhao Zhao is the best looking. "

The next morning, when Luo Wuyi got out of bed, he was surprised to find that the lower bunk was empty, but judging by the position of the bedding, it was used last night.

"What about others?" Luo Wuyi was a little confused, Ji Lianhuo got up, why didn't he feel it at all?

"He got up early and went out with his English book." Zhang Feng, who was sleeping on the opposite side of Luo Wuyi, could see clearly that when he mentioned Ji Lianhuo, his face was full of disdain.

"You don't know, last night Ji Lianhuo was holding a flashlight and learning secretly under the quilt. He really can't understand this kind of person."

"Really?" Luo Wu was dubious, "Last night, he studied by himself, I think he has been studying all the time, and he didn't even get up, and he studied so late when he came back?"

"Not necessarily." Zhang Feng moved his eyes and called Luo Wuyi to come forward.

"Do you know what else I saw last night?"

"What?" Luo Wuyi looked puzzled.

"Ji Lianhuo is actually holding a mobile phone!" Zhang Feng looked at Lin Jie, who was the only one in the dormitory who had a mobile phone before.

"My family is reluctant to buy me a mobile phone, you said Ji Lianhuo is very poor, how could he have his own mobile phone?

Could it be stolen? "

As soon as Zhang Feng finished speaking, Lin Jie subconsciously touched his mobile phone, and heaved a sigh of relief after touching a familiar hard object beside the pillow.

Seeing that Lin Jie didn't make a sound, Luo Wuyi looked at Zhang Feng with disgust, "Stop guessing, if you have the time to doubt others, why don't you get up early to recite words like Ji Lianhuo."

"He works so hard, but he may not be higher than us in the exam." Zhang Feng gloated, "He didn't even study biology. I heard that he had a lot of empty exams."

"How much did you take this time?" Lin Jie turned to ask while looking at his phone.

"489." Zhang Feng felt a little complacent, and quickly went to report to Lin Jie, "It's more than ten points higher than last year's undergraduate line. How about you, Brother Lin?"

"Five hundred and three." Lin Jie put his phone in his school uniform pocket and got off the bed.

"I didn't study hard during the holidays, so I went traveling with my parents for half a month."

"Brother Lin is amazing." Zhang Feng followed behind Lin Jie, his eyes filled with admiration, "If you didn't study hard, you could be in the top ten in this grade!"

"After all, I'm not like some people who are partial to subjects." Lin Jie glanced at Luo Wuyi, "Chinese is 53, mathematics is [-]."

What Lin Jie was talking about was Luo Wuyi's grades at the end of last semester. After the math teacher knew the grades, he looked at Luo Wuyi's eyes, wishing to pry open the student's head to see why it was so biased inside!

Looking at Luo Wuyi's embarrassed face, Zhang Feng couldn't help laughing, and followed Lin Jie out of the dormitory.

Before the bell rang for the morning self-study, Ji Lianhuo returned to the classroom with his English book. The class teacher came to inspect and saw that the boy's dark circles had faded a lot, and his spirit had improved. He couldn't help feeling relieved.

The class meeting was held during the morning self-study time, and the class teacher asked everyone to pack up their things, stand in the corridor, rank according to the results of the opening exam, and those who called their names entered the classroom and freely chose their own seats.

"No.1, Luo Xiaoli." The head teacher took the report card and watched the students walk in one by one.

"No.2, Bai Qiu, No.3, Zhang Yuan, No.4..."

The head teacher glanced at the boy with the schoolbag.

"Ji Lianhuo."

The students in the corridor let out exclamations, and dozens of eyes watched Ji Lianhuo walk into the classroom with his schoolbag in his arms.

"How is it possible?" Lin Jie and Zhang Feng stood together, a little in disbelief.

"Didn't it mean that his comprehensive science paper was a lot empty? How could this be the fourth place in the exam?"

"Comrades." Luo Wuyi, who was standing behind, was full of complacency, "Don't just listen to the hearsay, and imagine it yourself. I'm sure they just left one or two questions blank, and still make you happy like this?"

"No. 13, Luo Wuyi." The head teacher looked at the partial subject king who was walking towards him, and patted his head encouragingly.

"Okay, I can pass the math test to ninety this time."

"Thank you old class, ah no, thank you Teacher Chen!" Luo Wuyi glanced at the two roommates behind with a smile, and walked into the classroom swaggeringly.

"No. 14, Lin Jie." The homeroom teacher changed the strength of his hand and slapped Lin Jie on the back of the head.

"Others are making progress, but you are standing still!"

Lin Jie blushed, gritted his teeth and walked into the classroom.

More than half of the students had already entered one after another. The head teacher cleared his throat and continued to shout.

"Seven, Zhang Feng." The homeroom teacher glanced at his narrow-minded student, and patiently told him, "Your grades in the dormitory are pretty good, you should learn more from Ji Lianhuo and Luo Wuyi, you know?"

"Got it." Zhang Feng bit his lip, lowered his head, and walked into the classroom.

The better seats in the classroom were all full. Zhang Feng saw Ji Lianhuo who was sitting in the best learning area in the third row. He took out his biology book and read it for some time. Luo Wuyi followed Ji Lianhuo and sat behind him. Shaking the martial arts in his hand, he smiled proudly.

Zhang Feng hesitated for a while near the trash can and the back door, gritted his teeth and sat at the back door, staring at the people in the front row bitterly.

how is this possible.

He obviously didn't study biology systematically, and he had dropped out of school for such a long time, how could he do so well in the exam when he came here!

"As expected of a top ten student in the grade." Luo Wuyi sat behind Ji Lianhuo, poked Ji Lianhuo's back, and asked with a smile.

"Brother, do you want to aim for the first place in the class next time?"

Ji Lianhuo read in silence and took notes, and moved his chair forward.

Within two days, the grade list on the wall on the first floor of the teaching building was changed.

Wang Zhaoyun took the two younger brothers and counted up from the last position, and barely stopped after counting to nine.

Ninth from last.

Looking at the ten-digit total score, Wang Zhaoyun was a little happy.

After two days of studying by myself, my grades have improved by six places!

Six!

I have to go to my brother to praise him.

He didn't come to send himself in vain!

Thinking of something suddenly, Wang Zhaoyun raised his head and looked up, then moved his gaze down a short distance, and saw a familiar name.

"Class 571, Ji Lianhuo, with a total score of 20, ranked No. [-] in the grade."

"It looks okay." Wang Zhaoyun rubbed his chin, commented on Ji Lianhuo's grades.

"The English is low, and the comprehensive knowledge is also low. This person is not as strong as before."

"Oh, Brother Wang!" Wang Zhaoyun's younger brother pointed to Wang Zhaoyun as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Brother Wang, your total score is just a fraction of his!"