"By the way, Huai Yuanzheng said that Lin Dacai contacted him and wanted to ask if he could get his money back from the last boxing bet!" Li Rong said with a smile: "What did he think?"

Zhou Zhichu raised his eyes and looked at Li Rong: "Let Huai Yuanzheng say he can get it back and give him the money to make up for it."

Li Rong looked at him in shock: "Achu, are you kidding?"

Zhou Zhichu smiled and said, "Is it so easy to get my money? How could he take my money and get it back after luring him to a foreign casino?"

Li Rong breathed a sigh of relief, "That's right. Why should I let that old guy take advantage? I just have to tell him that not everyone can get his money! By the way, you said that Lin Dacai didn't even have the guts to gamble in Nancheng."

Losing money is just spitting out the profit, is it also because he is the adoptive father of the fifth young lady?"

Zhou Zhichu paused and asked, "You think so?"

"Think about it, although Lin Dacai was a small real estate developer in the early days, since he adopted three girls, although he didn't make a lot of money, he didn't make a lot of losses, right? As a real estate developer, he made a lot of investments, big and small.

Take it back, plus this time... What should I do now that I believe more and more in the good fortune of the fifth young lady?" Li Rong looked embarrassed: "That was the woman you didn't want at the beginning. If I had known you would marry her back, she would be prosperous immediately.

And you!"

Zhou Zhichu slapped Li Rong on the head: "What nonsense are you talking about? That's A Yuan's wife."

"I'm just telling you," Li Rong rubbed the back of his head aggrievedly: "Tell me, you want to marry the fifth young lady's sister now, will the old man agree?"

Zhou Zhichu slowly raised his head and looked at him: "What are you thinking about every day?"

"I'm serious. The fifth young lady's fortune is so good. Maybe her sister is influenced by her and is not bad at all? That little girl named He is no worse in appearance than her sister. She is very beautiful!" Li Rong said with a smile.

explain.

Zhou Zhichu looked at him from the corner of his eyes and said, "When I want to marry a wife one day, I will send you to propose marriage."

Li Rong: "..."

In Nancheng University, in Mr. Qiao's class, He Xiaoran was a little absent-minded. From time to time, he took out a business card from his pencil case, looked at it and put it back. After a while, he took it out again and put it back again.

Zhou Chenyuan was sitting next to her. Seeing her fiddling with the pencil case, he suddenly reached out, took the pencil case over, and took out a business card from it: Lin Xiaoxian.

"Who is this person?" Zhou Chenyuan asked.

He Xiaoran whispered: "The person in charge of a large boxing gym in Mingcheng came to Nancheng to recruit boxers after the underground boxing in Nancheng was severely beaten. He wanted me to go."

Zhou Chenyuan's face changed: "Let you go? You are not allowed to go!"

"Yes, but I refused." He Xiaoran said, "How could I leave Nancheng?"

Zhou Chenyuan looked suspicious, "You know you won't leave Nancheng, so why do you still keep this card? Confiscate it!"

With that said, he took the business card away.

He Xiaoran didn't move, so you might as well take it away so that she wouldn't feel uneasy.

During the break, Zhao Zijing, who was sitting in the front row, turned around and said, "Xiaoran, are you going to take the postgraduate entrance examination in the future?"

He Xiaoran was stunned, "I shouldn't be able to take the exam."

She had two younger sisters to support, and at least she had to wait until those two could support themselves before she considered anything else.

Zhao Zijing was stunned for a moment and regretted: "You have very good grades and you still don't want to take the postgraduate entrance examination? Lao Qiao and other teachers in our school have set up a postgraduate entrance examination class and are enrolling students. I heard that Lao Qiao's own students have discounts for enrolling in the class. I plan to get a place.

Next year I will take part in a cram school and take the postgraduate entrance examination in my senior year. If I pass the exam, I will go directly to graduate school."

He Xiaoran nodded: "That's possible. Is Lao Qiao starting a class? I can't believe that Lao Qiao is so capable, and he even started a postgraduate entrance exam to help."

Zhao Zijing said that she was right, and whispered: "I heard that Lao Qiao is running a class in partnership with several other teachers in our school. One of them is a professor from Nanjing University. The publicity effect is very good, and it has also aroused the jealousy of the postgraduate entrance examination classes outside. The largest one here in Nancheng

The postgraduate entrance examination institution has been in trouble with Lao Qiao and the others many times."

He Xiaoran smacked his lips: "If someone tampered with the cake and divided up the postgraduate entrance examination market, the big bosses outside would definitely not be willing to do so."

Zhou Chenyuan looked at her and said, "If you want to take the exam, just take the exam."

Zhao Zijing did not dare to talk to Zhou Chenyuan. On the one hand, she thought Zhou Chenyuan was really handsome, but on the other hand, she felt that if she said a word to him, she might be bullied on campus.

Look, Zhou Chenyuan has now openly bullied He Xiaoran and sat with her!

Fortunately, He Xiaoran could endure it.

He Xiaoran shook his head at Zhou Chenyuan: "I have no such plan for the time being. I will talk about it later."

As he was talking, he saw old man Qiao turning around: "Classmate He Xiaoran, are you very good at computers? Can you help me make a web page?"

He Xiaoran asked: "Professor Qiao, what web page do you want to make?"

It turns out that Old Man Qiao wants to build an enrollment website for the postgraduate entrance examination tutoring class he runs. It will cost money to find professionals outside the school, and it will be a favor to find colleagues within the school. The best choice is to find students who can do it, and there is no need to spend money to pay back.

There is no need to owe any favors, just give me more daily points for professional courses.

He Xiaoran agreed immediately, but Old Man Qiao gave her a lot of effort. He pointed at Zhou Chenyuan beside him: "He can do it too, let's go together!"

Zhou Chenyuan: "???"

He Xiaoran smiled at him with a smile. Zhou Chenyuan looked away, pursed his lips, and nodded: "Yeah."

Old man Qiao was very happy: "Yes? That's great. Then you and classmate He Xiaoran can come together!"

Old man Qiao also left He Xiaoran’s mobile phone number.

After old man Qiao left, Zhou Chenyuan said with a face: "You think you are too idle and are looking for trouble for yourself, don't you?"

He Xiaoran replied: "That's our politics teacher. Politics is a very important subject. The current scholarship system is not active in one subject. No matter how high the total score is, you can't get it. I hate endorsements the most. I'm afraid

What if I fail the exam? What will happen to my scholarship? Now I am helping the teacher, and you say that even if I fail the exam, Mr. Qiao has the nerve not to give me a passing grade?"

Zhou Chenyuan: "..."

Zhao Zijing secretly gave He Xiaoran a thumbs up. She also wanted to score points, but unfortunately she couldn't.

Zongtang also regretted it. He had known that he would also behave well. Now he is fine. The opportunity has been lost and he will not come back.

Jin Ji glanced at him and said, "You are too purposeful. Opportunities will not come to you. Learn more from Classmate He."

Zongtang said angrily: "I am just a fool, my chance is gone!"

Qin Shan had been squeezed into the front two rows by Zhou Chenyuan. He rested his chin on his hands and sighed, "If it weren't for classmate Zhou Chenyuan, I would be the one competing with He Xiaoran this time!"

It's a pity that for some reason Zhou Chenyuan has been clinging to He Xiaoran in everything he does recently, and he has no use for him.
Chapter completed!