The rich young master who was hugged wrong was reborn

In the habit of Haicheng people, although there are many "affiliated middle schools", just mentioning these two words refers to Haida attached middle school.

Now at the dinner table, when Zhong Yi talked about her boyfriend, she seemed completely immersed in happiness.The teachers saw it, and naturally, they thought of the cold and lonely shadow sitting in the corner of the classroom in the past.He has good grades, but in domestic schools, "good students" always have a halo.Even so, in the three years of junior high school life, Zhong Yi was always alone.

Wei Yuhan once specifically asked the squad leader to let the other party communicate with Zhong Yi more, and it is best to make Zhong Yi more cheerful.But half a month later, the monitor came back to his job, hesitated, and said: "Teacher, we asked him to discuss homework problems, and he was very serious about discussing with us. But when we asked him to go out to play, even if it was just playing ball, he would I'm a little... Not saying I'm happy, I just feel embarrassed."

So Wei Yuhan went to find Zhong Yi in private.At that time, she felt sorry for this young man, wondering whether Zhong Yi was used to being abused at home, and now that he was growing up again, he couldn't keep up with his nutrition.After all, the school canteen is a big pot of rice, and it cannot take care of all students.Wei Yuhan wondered if he should give Zhong Yi a little trouble from time to time.

But when Zhong Yi stood in front of him, the scars on his body had gradually dissipated. Although he was thin, he was already a tall and slender boy.

Facing Wei Yuhan's concern, he hesitated and said, "Teacher, the class monitor and the others are very nice, but...if I don't do well in the high school entrance examination, what can I do then?"

He never retreated.

Being sponsored by others will not be a long-term solution.Even if the teachers are soft-hearted and willing to pay him high school tuition.After that, what can he do?

Zhong Yi has only one choice.

Become the person with the best grades in the class, become the top person in the city in the high school entrance examination, and then enter high school with a scholarship.Then go all the way up and get into the best universities.Only in this way can he see the future.

Wei Yuhan was at a loss for words, after a long while, sighed, and said, "Well, the teacher supports you to study hard. But you also need to exercise at ordinary times, and your body is the capital."

Zhong Yi smiled and said, "Thank you, teacher." He was still very young, but he already showed his handsome features, "I'm also running."

This is the cheapest sport.

When Zhong Yi left, Wei Yuhan sighed.She felt that Zhong Yi put too much pressure on her, but when she thought about his situation, she was helpless.It's always a good thing to be motivated, and when it comes to personality, the squad leader also said that Zhong Yi is not difficult to get along with, but he is more willing to spend his time on "useful things".

A few years in the blink of an eye.In fact, after the college entrance examination, Zhong Yi also visited Teacher Wei and others.At that time, he still had the youthfulness of a high school student, but it was very different from that of junior high school.He was humble and polite, and said to Wei Yuhan with a smile that he had been admitted to Beijing University.

Wei Yuhan and his colleagues were very pleasantly surprised, and asked about tuition fees.

Zhong Yi said: "My high school teacher helped me with counseling, and I have already applied for a student loan." The interest will not be calculated until after graduation. "Also, I found a part-time job as a tutor." At that time, he saw Wei The teacher and others, with fruits in their hands, said very seriously, "Teacher, I will always remember what you did for me at that time. In the future, I will help others in the same way."

Wei Yuhan and the others were filled with emotion.After many years of teaching, they have met too many students, and there have been times when they asked themselves whether this career is meaningful.But watching the students grow into better and useful people in society makes it all worth it.

The matter of Zhong Yi became a good talk in the circle of colleagues for a while.

Later, when Zhong Yi really entered the university, he came to treat them to dinner in the winter vacation of the first year.In the past half a year, he has grown a lot suddenly, stained with the brilliance of true self-confidence.

Now that I think about it, maybe there is also the influence of my boyfriend.

The teachers felt a little relieved when they heard that the other party was studying in the International Department.Zhong Yi has worked hard enough and not easy enough.Now that we finally have people we like each other, if the parents of the other party hit the mandarin ducks with a stick - beat the mandarin ducks with a stick - they would sweat cold just thinking about it.Parents who can send their children to the International Department, among other things, will probably be a little more open-minded.

After several thoughts, the teachers smiled together.

Teacher Wei took the initiative to say: "In the future, if I have a chance, I will also show the teacher that child."

Zhong Yi pursed his lips and smiled, "Of course."

……

……

It was still afternoon when we came out of the hotel.Zhong Yi thought about it, and felt that Chi Jun was busy and probably didn't have time to read the news, so he didn't contact him first.

He walked slowly on Haicheng Street.

When I was young, one winter, it snowed.He was walking in the school, surrounded by cheers and laughter, a group of peers ran and made noise, throwing snowballs they had finally squeezed at each other.

But Zhong Yi looked at everything in front of him, only felt that the sun was covered by clouds, the sky was gray and foggy.

He raised his head, and the snowflakes were crystal clear, falling on his cheeks in his hair, and melting quickly.Zhong Yi frowned, pulled his collar up a bit, and continued to move forward.

That was all a long time ago.

In his life, there was Zhu Xue who left home, and Zhong Wendong who was drunk and put his fist on his "son" while drinking;

There was also Mr. Wei who looked at his injury, was astonished, almost in tears, and rushed to call the police.

There were neighbors who pointed behind his back and called him a "wild species", which aroused Zhong Wendong's fury;

There were also students who came to ask Zhong Yi questions sincerely and earnestly, and at the same time thanked him for his help.

He has met many people.

There is still a long life.

And... Chi Jun.

When thinking of this, Zhong Yi just heard the phone ringing.He took out his hand from his pocket and looked at the caller ID, his slightly indifferent expression suddenly melted away.

The phone was connected, and his boyfriend said on the other side: "My mother and I separated—"

Zhong Yi: "Yeah." His tone was light, but there was already a little smile on his lips.

Chi Jun asked, "Are you on Nandu Road?"

Zhong Yi was taken aback.

Chi Jun laughed softly and said, "Turn back."

……

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Go back 5 minute.

Cong Lan was a little playful and said, "Teach?"

Chi Jun still had that impeccable expression, and said, "I have gained a lot of knowledge from Uncle Shen and Uncle Xiang." After a pause, he simply analyzed the situation, "Up to now, we only have 10% of the stocks in our hands. On par with my aunt, but not as good as my dad."

The 10% shares were specially made in a will by grandma Zhou Xiujun before she died of illness, and named to Chi Jun.

Even in the past ten years, Chi Jun still remembers how ignorant she was in front of her grandma's hospital bed.

Later, he faced "death" directly for the first time.Everyone around cried silently, and grandma closed her eyes.In such an atmosphere, Chi Jun suddenly understood that he would never see grandma again.

He wailed, in great pain, and felt: "It's all my fault——"

But there is no need to express these feelings in front of Cong Lan now.

Instead, it was Cong Lan.Thinking of what happened back then, she raised her lips: "Your aunt's face was green at that time, tsk."

Chi Jun calmly said: "Yaoyao was not born at that time." Thinking about it this way, maybe Chi Nansang later gave birth to Chi Yao just in case, to ensure that he could inherit the shares from his father?

Chi Jun withdrew her mind for a while, and continued: "In Haicheng, the five uncles have 9%. The five uncles in Beijing have 10%."

Cong Lan looked at her son, the corners of her lips still curved, and said, "Xiaojun, what do you think your grandfather will divide his 16% by then?"

Chi Jun paused, and said lightly: "That's about grandpa."

But in any case, at present, if he wants to shorten the distance between himself and Chi Beiyang, the best way is to let several shareholders stand behind him.

Furthermore, it is the acquisition of odd shares.

It's just that he and Cong Lan said they were on the same front, but in terms of unity, they didn't reach that point.Chi Jun could talk about this kind of thing with Zhong Yi, but he couldn't tell Cong Lan in detail.

"...I have probably come into contact with the five uncles in Beijing. Uncle Xiang and Uncle Jiao are very promising. Uncle Shen's words, I can't see through him." Chi Jun admitted, "Uncle Tan, I am born with a lack of talent. Right. As for Uncle Fan—"

Inadvertently, he glanced out the window.

Chi Jun paused, and then suddenly sped up her speech.

"We only had dinner together once, and we still don't quite know it. Uncle Wang, please stop at the intersection ahead. Mom, I saw my friend, so let's go directly here. Things for the little uncle, It's in the co-pilot's bag."

Cong Lan raised her eyelids, a little lost in interest.

She answered.Watching his son take things and get out of the car.

When I looked again, Chi Jun's figure had already blended into the crowd and was no longer visible.

The car restarted, and Cong Lan sighed: "This kid."

The driver, Uncle Wang, drove quietly.

Cong Lan smiled and leaned back to her original position.These days, she is also exhausted.Now it's easier to go back to my gentle hometown.

Some things, you have to experience it yourself to understand.

At least after raising a little lover, Cong Lan knew why Chi Beiyang took so much pleasure in increasing the number of his mistresses.The nature of the world is like this, and no one can be an exception.

the other side.

Zhong Yi's phone was still by his ear.

His heart beat faster.

Turning his head, he saw Chi Jun, who was wearing a light-colored overcoat and smiling at him, behind him.