Chapter Seventy-Four: What is Mr. Zheng's number?
Boiled fish, it's really her situation. Yingxue seemed to be unable to get along with herself, and ate by herself.
Seeing that Zhang Jing wanted to speak and stopped, he was finally willing to say one more word, "I'm fine." β
After eating, Yingxue went to the police station to get back the temporary ID card, and Zhang Jing took her to her former school.
When she arrived at the gate of the university, Chen Yingxue was attracted by the wide campus here, and before the start of school, the campus was quiet and empty. β
Yingxue looked at the school, a faint smile appeared on her lips, "I want to go back to school." β
Zhang Jing handed over the notice of resumption of school to Yingxue in a timely manner, "School will start in a few days, are you ready?" β
Yingxue was alone, and there was nothing to prepare, but the annual cost of more than 10,000 yuan made her at a loss and didn't know how to raise money.
Zhang Jing told SΓΉ Yingxue that current students with poor family conditions can apply for student loans without interest, and they will pay it back after graduation and work.
Ying Xue's eyes flashed after hearing this, with this method, she has no worries.
It's just, she's here, is there a future?
I don't want to owe a debt that I don't know if I can pay off, and she is not very down-to-earth in her heart.
The hand that took the notice couldn't help but tighten.
Yingxue looked at the notice of resumption of school, the Department of Mathematics, the third grade.
What is that, Ying Xue can't understand, and I'm not in the mood to ask Zhang Jing, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, so be safe with the encounter!
After the things explained by Mr. Zheng were done, Xiao Wang drove back to Zheng Beiqi's villa.
Along the way, Ying Xue looked at the scenery on the side of the road, looking out the window blankly, Zhang Jing wanted to comfort Ying Xue, looking at Ying Xue's appearance, she was reluctant to speak, Zhang Jing tried to enliven the atmosphere several times, but did not let Ying Xue's face fluctuate a little, and finally gave up.
Speechless all the way.
When I was about to get to the city, there was an accident on the road, and the traffic jam lasted for nearly two hours.
When I returned to Zheng Beiqi's villa, the sun moved westward.
Chen Yingxue got out of the car and went to the studio.
The light in the studio is okay, and Yingxue wants to make up the painting and leaves.
Zheng Beiqi said yesterday that the paintings could be sent back at noon, but there was no shadow of the paintings in the studio at all.
Chen Yingxue went to find Zhang Jing, Zhang Jing didn't know what was going on, "Yingxue, I don't know what's going on, you can call Mr. Zheng!" β
Chen Yingxue hesitated, "I didn't take my phone." β
"I didn't take it, you said you didn't take your phone at noon, why did you say you didn't take your phone when you came back?"
Yingxue didn't explain, "Your mobile phone, can I borrow it?" β
Zhang Jing took out her mobile phone and handed it to Yingxue, who asked casually, "What is Mr. Zheng's number?" β
Zhang Jing was stunned for a few seconds, and then turned out Mr. Zheng's number, and always guessed that Mr. Zheng was unrequited in love with Yingxue, and it seemed that the situation was true.
Yingxue can't even remember Mr. Zheng's number, poor Mr. Zheng, you have been completely ignored!
Zhang Jing dialed Mr. Zheng's number, and his other assistant answered the phone, Yingxue probably said the reason for her call, and asked the assistant to help ask, when will the painting be brought back?
The assistant hung up the phone and went to Mr. Zheng's office.
Zheng Beiqi asked the assistant to call Zhang Jing back, saying that when he went home in the evening, he would bring it back together.
Zhang Jing answered the phone and told SΓΉ Yingxue that Mr. Zheng would bring the painting back in the evening.
Yingxue saw that it was still early, went back to the guest room where she lived, took a shower, and lay on the bed.
The heart is tired, and the body is tired.
I ate too much boiled fish, and my stomach ached faintly.
I wanted to drink some warm water to relieve my stomach pain, but Chen Yingxue didn't want to move and was weak.
Gradually fell asleep.
After Zheng Beiqi returned, Zhang Jing reported Yingxue's movements to him as soon as possible.
An Yuewei went to Li Zihao's hometown, Zheng Beiqi knew that Yingxue might have had an unpleasant quarrel with Li Zihao about this matter and was in a bad mood.
Zheng Beiqi walked gently to Yingxue's room, the door was hidden, and it could be seen that she was still thinking about repairing the painting.
Thinking that she was about to leave, Zheng Beiqi's heart flashed helplessly, Yingxue, how can I enter your heart?