Chapter Forty-Six: Little Bourgeois

"Tianhao, I heard that you did well in the exam?"

"It's okay, a little extra play, it should be a little better than the three models, the main thing is that you give good guidance, and after the first language was successfully won, it laid the confidence of the following subjects, and won them all in one go. ”

Principal Mi shook his head with a smile, and the charm of a mature and intellectual woman naturally emanated from the inside out: "I don't have such a big credit, it's all your own test, I'll just help you change your composition, but your composition guess is quite accurate, and you can use it directly with a little flexibility, and your luck is absolutely first-class." ”

Chang Tianhao said seriously: "No, no, no, you are the finishing touch, before this point, it was all dead, and after the point, Qi lived......"

"You little devil has a lot of sweetness now, it wasn't like this when I first entered the literary club, I was scared of the air, ...... the air."

"Isn't that the one you have recruited? ”

"Zhao'an?" Principal Mi laughed, "That's a good word, first claiming to be the way of heaven, and then saying that I am ......stupid without a trace."

"No, no, no, the headmaster has always been wise!"

"Headmaster wise?" said Headmaster Mi, frowning, "that doesn't sound right...... Say, what other bad things are hidden?"

After a few rounds, Chang Tianhao couldn't resist the defeat, hurriedly put the gifts in his hand on the table and hurriedly said goodbye, Principal Mi didn't have time to excuse himself, he had already run away and no one was there, and Principal Mi, who was wearing high heels, only had time to see his back in the corridor but couldn't call him.

In desperation, Principal Mi had no choice but to give up and take it apart to see what gift the student had given him.

After opening it, a bottle of Dior's poison lay quietly in front of him, fluttered for a moment, and then laughed to himself: "How does this little ghost know that I use this perfume? He smelled it? Or was it an accidental coincidence? Now the little ghost is really a big person, and he graduated from high school like this, and he went to college to pay it back? His mouth is so sweet, he is generous, and he looks good, and he doesn't fascinate the girls to death?"

Thinking about it again, it was a little sweet: she had received all kinds of Teacher's Day gifts and teacher thank-you gifts from parents and students, and there were a lot more valuable than this, but she received a bottle of perfume from a boy, which was still her own commonly used perfume, which made her feel indescribably intimate, and she felt that her mood was much better all of a sudden.

She wanted to return the gift, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was inappropriate, so she should give this child a gift, and the next time she sees her, she will talk about this little ghost: you can't spend money indiscriminately, a bottle of perfume is enough for him to eat for half a month!

How did she know that the little ghost in front of her was not only an old fritter with a 40-year-old soul, but also a small open who earned 90,000 yuan a day and was worth more than 300,000 yuan......

After running, Chang Tianhao blamed himself again: What are you running? Principal Mi is charming and charming, and he won't eat you! She is also a 40-year-old soul, and she has a thicker skin, isn't she just joking, she should take advantage of the situation and tease her.

Although the soul match is quite equal, although the principal is very charming, although she can accurately distinguish her fragrance when she leans on the side and chats just now, and even in her heart, she doesn't regard her as an unattainable school leader at all, but the age, status, and identity gap are placed here after all, there is a difference between teachers and students, and there is a difference between teachers and students, Chang Tianhao thought about it and muttered silently, and finally calmed down: I can't be poisoned by Dongying's characteristic movies and destroy the beautiful teacher-student relationship, I'm only 20 years old, I can't be so greasy!

After thinking about it, he was worried again: he hadn't said anything serious, but he couldn't feel embarrassed to let him go back to Principal Mi. Come on, I'll find a way to say it when I have a thank-you banquet with my classmates: her husband's affairs must be pierced no matter what, otherwise there will be no peace in her heart, and as for whether she believes it or not, whether she listens or not, it is not something she can control.

He thought about it: if he can't say anything, he can only write a letter, and it is best to get a real hammer like a photo, but now he can't take pictures on his mobile phone. Troublesome!

Before he could speak, Teacher Mao greeted him enthusiastically: "Tianhao, have you handed in the volunteer form?

Chang Tianhao stiffened his head and said, "Hujiang University." ”

When he said this, his eyes dodged slightly, and his head was lowered by three points.

"Hujiang?" Mr. Mao was slightly surprised, but quickly praised, "Yes, Hujiang is louder than Nanjing University, their world history major is very good, and the domestic academic community is still a little face-painted about world history research, I appreciate the questioning spirit and challenge consciousness you have in class, and I think it will be very promising if you engage in this research in the future......

Chang Tianhao laughed embarrassedly for a few minutes, listening to Mr. Mao's gushing introduction to the advantageous disciplines and academic fields of Hujiang, he was even more ashamed in his heart, and he became a traitor when it came to the end.

After the other party left, Chang Tianhao silently recited the Dafa "forced by life" several times before calming down. It is estimated that Mr. Mao has to be disappointed - he knows this score best, and it is difficult to say whether he can enter the Department of Finance, but the Department of Economics is basically very stable, unless the evaluation score is too far away from the real score, as for the history department at the end, it is just a placebo that is better than nothing.

In the midst of guilt, yesterday's just configured Motorola Han Xian began to "Didi Di" to report data, he paid attention to it: today's Tianjiao price stabilized, and there was no such a sharp killing move as yesterday, judging from the signs on the disk, yesterday's list was basically copied to the bottom, and more importantly, now RU9809 has become the main contract, and a steady stream of lists poured in to raise the market that appeared to be over-falling yesterday due to excessive suppression, and the price appeared to be 35 yuan per ton of floating profit, and there were tens of thousands of accounts after conversion.

The reason why he chose Hujiang instead of rushing to Peking University is that in addition to the financial and economic requirements that are more in line with the requirements, the most important factor is that Shanghai, as a national financial center, integrates all aspects of innovation and investment forces, and is a bridgehead for opening up.

Although the imperial capital is good, the power economy is too obvious, and the official culture is particularly unpleasant, he is a foreigner boy with no power, no power and no background, and if he goes to the imperial capital, he will either not be big, and if he becomes bigger, he may be eaten to the scum. As soon as I thought about it and combined it with the 30 tens of thousands of figures on the accounts, the guilt just now disappeared without a trace, and my mentality returned to balance.

Chang Tianhao, who had finished handing in the volunteer form, comforted himself and offered the Dafa of the "Kaishen Fund" and made a grand wish:

When you get rich in the future, you must take good money to sponsor academics, set up scholarships, and use special funds to do academics, no, hire people to do academics! Especially in the kind of areas that are easy to 404 and are more sensitive through official channels, you can apply here.

Although the little bourgeois is a little weaker, accustomed to looking at immediate interests, and has the shortcomings of restlessness, fanaticism, and vanity, he still has ideals, romantic temperament, and is a progressive force that the world revolution can unite.

The next days are as dull as flowing water, the market of Tianjiao futures is also not in a hurry, and the market fluctuations up and down for a few days have not exceeded 100 yuan, so dull that people almost fall asleep, and the only thing that can still pass the time is to read all kinds of newspapers and periodicals.

The intimate Xiaoqin not only bought all the newspapers and periodicals according to his requirements, but also specially bought newspaper racks and magazine racks to sort them out, opened up a corner of the large room into a reading point, and bought a little nuts and candied fruits to pile in the bottom grid, the reason is that nuts replenish the brain, and prepare him with the best snow water cloud green and thousand island silver needles- Chang Tianhao doesn't smoke and almost doesn't drink, but he has a bit of a high requirement for tea, Xiaoqin doesn't understand why he is so hobby at a young age, but the tea in the sales department can obviously only be dealt with casually, and he has to pay for it if he wants to drink it well.

She even gave full play to the advantages of her accounting background and helped him sort out a simple report on the use of funds, which made Chang Tianhao quite emotional: The corner of this secretary must be dug up......