Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

After the exam, there must be a class meeting, which has become a fixed rule.

The head teacher held the students' papers under one arm and the final report card in one hand, and sacrificed a self-study period of mathematics to hold a class meeting for the students.

"Squad leader, study committee members, hand out all the papers." The class teacher put the thick stack of papers on the front table, and the monitor and class representatives couldn't wait to step forward, using the opportunity of distributing test papers to see everyone's results.

Ji Lianhuo was sitting in his seat, and his subordinates were doing the comprehensive papers last night. Occasionally, a study committee member would come to hand out the papers, all with amazed eyes.

The classroom was filled with the sound of students flipping papers for a while. Ji Lianhuo looked at his paper scores, 139 in Chinese, 140 in mathematics, and 130 in English.

The comprehensive examination paper was finally handed out, and Ji Lianhuo stared at the score on it, stunned for a moment.

"Have you got all the papers?" The head teacher looked downcast, "Look at your grades, where are the questions wrong, and there are some places that shouldn't lose points at all, mistakes all over the place, mistakes in batches!

How many times have I told you, read the question, read the question!Just don't listen! "

Seeing many students regretfully looking at the papers, the homeroom teacher cleared his throat, "This diagnostic test has exposed many of our problems. Some students have regressed, and at the same time, some students have made rapid progress."

The head teacher looked down at the comprehensive report card on the podium, "Before our class, no student has ever entered the top three of the grade, but this time, a student has entered."

All the students in the class looked at Luo Xiaoli, and Luo Xiaoli frowned as she looked at her paper.

I really improved this time, 655 points higher than last time, with a total score of [-], but no matter how I look at it, it doesn't look like I can enter the top three in the grade.

"The classmate I'm talking about is Ji Lianhuo." The head teacher raised his eyes and looked at the boy sitting in the third row.

"Wow!" There was an exclamation in the class, and Luo Wuyi's eyes widened in excitement, looking at his roommate in the front row.

No wonder he wasn't worried at all before!

The third grader is worried about a wool!

Luo Xiaoli also looked over, Ji Lianhuo didn't seem to be overly happy, there was a kind of calm that his grades were just enough to reach his goal line.

"Student Ji Lianhuo, since joining our class, his grades have improved every time. From the first time, he scored only 211 in the comprehensive science, to this time, his score reached 276, an increase of 65 points in the middle! "

The head teacher couldn't help being proud of his students, "His total score this time reached 685 points, No.1 in our class and third in the whole grade!"

Many people in the class applauded spontaneously. Luo Wuyi clapped his hands vigorously until his palms turned red.

Luo Xiaoli also raised her hand to applaud Ji Lianhuo.

Although I lost the first place in my class, my total score has improved, and I have done my best. I applaud another person who is also doing his best. This is respect from the heart.

Ji Lianhuo's score really increased too fast.

The second monthly exam was nearly [-] points higher than the first one, and this time the diagnostic exam was [-] points higher than the monthly exam.

This is almost the result of the dual effects of talent and hard work.

"Okay." The head teacher smiled and raised his hand, "Our class No. 2, student Luo Xiaoli, has also improved a lot this time, almost [-] points higher than the last exam, and the subject is still mathematics.

Everyone learn from these two students, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely gain something! "

The grade list for the diagnostic exam was posted on the first floor that afternoon. Ji Lianhuo and Luo Wuyi stood in front of the list, looking at the names and numbers on it.

"Brother Ji, you are very good." Luo Wuyi raised his head, feeling that his neck was a little unbearable, "Did you see that the top five and four of the grades are all in the intensive class, and you are the only one in the ordinary class s student."

The intensive class is the only key class in the No. [-] Middle School. The students in it enjoy the best teacher resources in the No. [-] Middle School. The head teacher is the head of the third grade group, and the undergraduate enrollment rate can almost reach [-]%.

If any family in Suzhou City said that their children entered the intensive class of No. [-] Middle School, they would definitely be envied by their neighbors.

Ji Lianhuo's eyes fell, and he landed at the end of the score. At the ninth from the bottom, he saw Wang Zhaoyun's name.

It doesn't seem to be a surprise.

Wang Zhaoyun was very nervous this time, and he didn't dare to come to the score list, so he asked his younger brother to take a look and report back.

When I heard that I was ninth from the bottom again, I couldn't say a word of grievance.

According to this score, I'm afraid I won't even get into a junior college!

"What about Ji Lianhuo? How did he get in the exam?" Wang Zhaoyun asked unwillingly.

"Third." The younger brother has seen it and remembered it.

"Last time I was second in the class, why did I fall to third this time!" With an unconcealable smug smile on Wang Zhaoyun's face, he stood up from his seat and said mercifully, "Why don't I go and condolences to him? ?”

The younger brother looked at the boss in front of him with pity.

"This time, he is the third grader."

Wang Zhaoyun's smile disappeared little by little, and then quietly sat back in his seat.

Is this guy so powerful?

Wang Zhaoyun couldn't help but fell into deep thought, or did his brother really recognize the person?

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After two days of selection, Wang Zhaomou finally selected three plots of land for Lao Qi to take a closer look at.

Lao Qi lowered his head and carefully looked at the three lands selected by the boss. One is commercial land in the east of the city, one is residential land, and the other is almost in the suburban area, which seems to have no potential for development.

"Boss." Lao Qi said his thoughts, "I think you can choose one of the first and second lands. As for the third land, it seems to be of little value. Even if a house is built there, it is worthless." People live."

"Choose one?" Wang Zhaomou looked at Lao Qi and smiled, and pushed all three documents over.

"I want all three of these lands."

Lao Qi stood where he was, silently squeezed his leg, and the real pain told Lao Qi that this was not a dream.

"Boss..." Lao Qi hesitated to speak.

"Just say whatever comes to your mind." Wang Zhaomou's face remained normal, "There's no need to hide it between you and me."

"Boss." Lao Qi couldn't help but accentuate his tone.

"The community across the street from Nightlife will have to continue to invest in the later stage. The company can't afford to buy three pieces of land at once. If the land can't be developed, if it falls into the hands, the loss will be tens of millions."

Old Qi was worried, and looked down at the third document.

"I can understand that I bought the first two pieces of land, but the third piece of land is almost close to the outskirts of the city. No matter what you build there, it will not attract people."

Wang Zhaomou smiled when he heard the words, his eyes under the lens showed a bit of shrewdness of a businessman.

"Old President Wang invested 3000 million, which can be used to take pictures of that piece of land." Wang Zhaomou looked at Lao Qi's puzzled face, and beckoned to Lao Qi to approach.

Lao Qi immediately leaned over and understood that what the boss said at this time must be kept strictly confidential.

"Have you ever heard of the high-speed railway station?" Wang Zhaomou raised his eyebrows slightly.

Old Qi has been paying attention to the news on weekdays. He knows that a high-speed railway is being built between Qincheng and Shencheng. The laying was completed last year and it seems that it will be put into use this year.

"I just heard that the high-speed rail is much faster than the train." Lao Qi was a little puzzled, and carefully asked Wang Zhaomou, "Could it be that Suzhou City also has a high-speed rail?"

Wang Zhaomou didn't nod or shake his head, just raised his lips and smiled.

The high-speed railway between Qincheng and Shencheng will be officially put into operation in October this year, and a large-scale plan will be established in January next year, and 1.2 kilometers of dedicated passenger lines will be built one after another, involving a total of nearly Thirty thousand kilometers of new routes.

At that time, Sioux City will be one of the early ones.

"I understand." Lao Qi nodded. Although the doubts in his heart were difficult to solve, he still chose to believe. He took the three documents on the table together,

"I marked the upper limit of the bidding price in the document." Sitting on the boss's chair, Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and gently pressed the center of his eyebrows. "If the price exceeds that price, I will choose to give up. I still have alternatives."

Lao Qi opened the documents one by one, looking at the price on the above, he couldn't help but frown again and again.

I bought this real estate company before and invested money in the project. If I buy these three lands again, the boss's funds may be exhausted.

The boss obviously wanted to wait for the community to be completed before buying some land, but now he broke the boat and gambled almost everything he had.

Seeing Lao Qi's hesitation, Wang Zhaomou got up, stood in front of the office window, and looked out at the scenery outside.

"You can do it with confidence, no matter what happens, I will be there."

Lao Qi nodded heavily, shook the documents in his hand, and left the office.

The real estate company has a lot of affairs, and the documents of the Wang Group are almost piled up on the table. Wang Zhaomou processed various documents as soon as he came. He didn't even go back to the villa at night. He rested on the sofa in the office for a while before continuing to work.

The project of opening a shopping center in Zhucheng has already been put on the agenda. Even though the previous development team has rushed there, Wang Zhaomou's phone calls are almost never interrupted, and various things happen one after another.

Wang Zhaomou could only travel to Zhucheng on a business trip. The original plan was to travel for a week, but unexpectedly it was postponed to one month. When Wang Zhaomou came back, the peach blossoms in Sucheng were in full bloom.

Ji Lianhuo's last diagnostic exam before the college entrance examination has ended, and he hasn't seen Wang Zhaomou for a whole month. Ji Lianhuo waits every week when he goes back home, but he can't wait for the person he misses.

Luo Wuyi felt the most obvious.

Ji Lianhuo has been talking less and less since a month ago, and now he seems to have returned to the previous state. He asked three questions and couldn't hear a single answer.

Every week, Ji Lianhuo would bring fried chestnuts with sugar, which was more delicious every time, but Ji Lianhuo's expression became more depressed every time.

I don't know if something happened at home.

The second diagnostic exam is over, and the countdown to the college entrance examination has reached 28 days.

Ji Lianhuo spends almost all his time studying, always feeling that he is not good enough.

If I can be more useful, maybe I can accompany Zhaozhao to various places and help him share some of the pressure on his shoulders.

On the weekend after the second diagnostic exam, Ji Lianhuo returned to the villa and was doing homework in the living room. His eyes were sleepy, so he looked up from the window.

Now is the critical time, Mrs. Cheng strictly controls Ji Dabao, and must not disturb Ji Lianhuo when he is studying.

Ji Dabao's face was filled with depression.

My uncle is like a golden bump now, no one can touch it, and my uncle is completely addicted to studying, and he doesn't even come to see his beloved nephew.

Ji Lianhuo finished writing the paper in his hand in the living room, looked at the time, and found that it was past twelve o'clock, and looked outside, it was pitch black.

Ji Lianhuo lowered his eyes to pack his stationery and papers, and was about to go upstairs to sleep when he heard the sound of a car outside.

Ji Lianhuo stood still and continued to listen, and faintly heard the car stop in front of the villa.

Ji Lianhuo's heart started beating wildly. He put down the paper and pen in his hand, and heard the sound of the villa door opening and closing.

It was already late at night when Wang Zhaomou came back from Zhucheng. As soon as he got out of the car and opened the gate of the villa, he saw a figure running out of the villa, carrying the light projected from the villa, and pounced on him.

Wang Zhaomou was almost hugged, and before he had time to react, the arms around his waist began to tighten, making him speechless.

The boy's head was buried in the socket of his neck, it was wet, and he was unwilling to lift it up for a long time.

Wang Zhaomou was startled, raised his hand to stroke the boy's head, and patted Ji Lianhuo's back with one hand.

The comforting movements began to take effect, and Wang Zhaomou was finally able to speak when he felt the arms around his waist relax a little bit.

"I am back."