"Sorry, for personal reasons, I don't know. The voice on the other side of the phone was still very polite.

Lin Jinxuan hung up the phone regretfully.

His eyes were lowered, his eyelashes drooping, and he couldn't see clearly.

Not in the mood to go downstairs to eat again, he sat on a chair in the study and looked at his phone with a little irritability.

In just five minutes, the message will indicate that a sum of money has arrived.

"Got in trouble?" After a while, Lin Qi pushed the door in and asked casually.

Lin Jinxuan has always been a genius, and when he was a freshman, he co-founded a company with others, and Lin Qi didn't know the specific content, but he also knew that he had his own opinions.

It's rare to see him so worried, and he hasn't even eaten.

Lin Jinxuan pressed his eyebrows and nodded.

He didn't light a cigarette he smoked, he just played with it in his hand, the expression on his warm face was fatal, and his eyebrows were irritated.

"Sort of. After a while, he spoke.

I didn't say anything more.

It was not easy to get in touch with those people, and he spent a lot of money, but in the end the order was rejected.

**

Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School.

Qin Ran didn't go to self-study.

She looked up at the door to the school doctor's room, where the light was on.

In the evenings, the school doctor works from six to nine o'clock.

When she went, Lu Zhaoying was dealing with a little girl.

No matter how much Rao is wave, Lu Zhaoying is also a little impatient after dealing with the little girl for a day, but she still responds politely.

Finally asked the drunkard to take away the girl who didn't mean to drink, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the big guy who was fighting in the group at noon standing a few meters away from him.

Qin Ran is good-looking, her legs are straight and slender, and her eyelashes are long and dense, hanging slightly.

"Classmate, is there anything wrong with you?" Lu Zhaoying suddenly refreshed.

Holding his hand on the table, he asked with a smile.

Qin Ran half-squinted, his gaze swept a few times in the school doctor's room, which was not very large, and he was careless, "May I ask if you are recruiting part-time jobs?"

Lu Zhaoying was stunned.

He looked at Qin Ran.

Qin Ran thought for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Excuse me, I'm quite short of money." ”

She is very short of money now.

Lu Zhaoying's eyes fell on Qin Ran, the other party was loosely wearing a school uniform jacket outside, and inside was a white shirt, the white shirt didn't know how many years it had been worn, and it had a little bit of raw edges.

Compared with the little girl who just came in, she specially took off her school uniform and wore a beautiful new skirt of the season, Young Master Lu, who had never known what pity and cherishing jade was, her eyes suddenly changed.

Lu Zhaoying turned his head sideways and looked at Jun Ye cautiously.

The other party was still wrapped in a blanket.

Today, all the female students who came to the school infirmary came for Junye, but he didn't even show his head.

Lu Zhaoying himself wants to stay, and the school infirmary is also short of people, but tomorrow the housekeeper who serves Jun Ye in the capital will go to Cloud City, and their young master Jun Ye has a temper and doesn't like outsiders to intrude into his private space, especially women.

"Hold ......"

Before Lu Zhaoying could speak, a lazy voice sounded, low, with a hoarse voice that had just woken up: "Do you know how to cook?"

Cheng Jun raised his hand and pulled down the blanket above his head.

The black shirt was slightly rolled, revealing thin wrists, cold and white.

After a slight slowdown, he raised his head, his good-looking peach blossom eyes were half-squinted, glowing with mist, and his bony hands lifted the blanket on his body.

He finally woke up.

Qin Ran looked at the other party, her eyes were stained with a slight blood and were hazy, and she nodded: "Yes." ”

"At noon and evening, the salary will be paid on a daily basis, and it will start tomorrow, is it okay?" Because he had just woken up, Cheng Jun yawned a little sleepily.

After Qin Ran left, Lu Zhaoying reached out and closed his chin.

He has always been unable to hide his words, and his gossip heart was ignited, but he didn't dare to provoke Cheng Jun, so he said euphemistically, "You forgot that Steward Cheng will come tomorrow?"

"Let him stay in the villa. Cheng Jun leaned lazily on the back of the sofa and took a cigarette with his fingers.

Because not long after he woke up, his voice was still that slightly hoarse.

Lu Zhaoying still wanted to ask, but the phone on his body rang.

It was the captain of the criminal police brigade in the capital, he covered his mobile phone speaker, looked up at Cheng Jun again, and lowered his voice: "It's Team Hao, there is ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cheng Jun.

"Let him go to the professor of Imperial Capital University. Cheng Jun didn't find the lighter, put down the cigarette again, and drooped his eyes listlessly.

Lu Zhaoying was silent.

When he first mixed with Jun Ye before, he always felt that his IQ was not enough to fifty.

Later, Steward Cheng told him the results of Cheng Junweich's intelligence test, and Lu Zhaoying calmed down.

He doesn't know much about genius thinking and communication.

Lu Zhaoying sorted out the case card on the table, and remembered something again, "Master Jun, you said that Xu Lao really found a successor? No, his son and grandson are not in his eyes." ”

The capital of Nuoda is full of talents, and Xu Lao spent most of his life and did not find one.

The small city of Cloud City is generally fatal from any point of view, and it has been found in one fell swoop?

Cheng Jun half-squinted, nonchalantly, "There's no need for him to joke." ”

**

Qin Ran returned to Class Nine.

In the evening self-study, chemistry and physics and the English teacher handed out papers.

Self-study time is from 6 to 10 o'clock.

After the three papers were finished, the time was almost up, and no one even moved after class.

Lin Siran has always wanted to say something to Qin Ran, but she choked on making papers at this time, she was a good student, she didn't dare to speak when she was making papers, she didn't find a chance.

Qin Ran put the volume aside, picked up a book he had just bought at night and flipped through it.

She looked very slowly, and when Lin Siran occasionally glanced over, she could still see what she seemed to be writing with a pen.

After self-study, the representatives of each subject collected the papers, and Lin Siran found an opportunity.

Lin Siran put the roll aside and looked at Qin Ran stammering: "You...... How do you ......"

Qin Ran still held a book in his hand, supported his chin in one hand, leaned sideways lazily against the wall, hooked the corner of his mouth, "What am I?"

"It's just, it's why the school ...... at night" Lin Siran's head was a mess.

She probably wanted to ask, and Wei Zihang seemed to listen to her.

Qin Ran closed the book, raised her eyebrows, and said very casually, "Because I used to be really famous." ”

Lin Siran was stunned and didn't react.

Back.

Xu Shaoguang put down his pen, and there was still a small empty question about physics.

"Do you know how to do it?" Qiao Sheng leaned over, he was empty, most of them were empty, and Xu Shaoguang was a small empty.

"Well, ask Qin Yu for self-study. Xu Shaoguang's eyes were cold and cold, "I'll collect the roll first." ”

He is the representative of the physics class.

Xu Shaoguang held the physics paper in his hand, and slowly received the row of Qin Ran and Lin Siran.

The three scrolls on Qin Ran's desk were all empty, and the names were written, and the handwriting was really not good-looking, as if he had just learned to write for a short time.

Xu Shaoguang lowered his eyes and remembered Qin Yu's good-looking hand.

"Ah, Qin Ran, the physics teacher is a big devil, he can't help but do his papers, you copy mine!" Lin Siran immediately pushed his paper to Qin Ran.

Xu Shaoguang lowered his eyes, didn't raise his head, and said coldly and tiredly, "It's better not to write the paper." ”