The aroma of coffee in the restaurant is so strong that it is annoying.

Mu Aizhen also saw Mu Qingyun, and her already not very good mood suddenly became worse, she was on her own road, desperately seizing every opportunity to climb up, and when she saw this person, she suddenly disturbed her mind.

She raised her head coldly, glanced at Gao Xiaowei, and said impatiently: "Will I be hurt, who am I close to, what does it matter to you?" ”

Gao Xiaowei was silent and raised his head stiffly.

Mu Aizhen frowned, with an impatient face: "If you're okay, don't keep looking for me, our school is going to organize students to go abroad for research trips recently, if you can't speak well, you can't go, my mother asked someone to find me a teacher, I have to tutor every day, I'm really busy." ”

Before she could finish her sentence, the person had already hurried away.

Gao Xiaowei stared at her back for a long time before he raised his hand to cover her red and hot eyes.

Aizhen is now studying at a private school in Tao City, Wanhua Middle School, and he has heard that the students who study in it have the lowest annual income of more than two or three million.

Although the number of millions is not much, even in the eyes of those who are really rich, there is no difference between millions and those with an annual income of hundreds of thousands, tens of thousands.

But this is indeed a huge threshold for these people.

After all, the tuition fee alone is 68,000 a year, plus various miscellaneous expenses, more than 200,000. But the tuition and miscellaneous fees belong to the smallest part of the year's expenses, once you enter, do you want to participate in various research activities? Do I need to attend the training?

Gao Xiaowei has been sensible since he was a child, unlike other peers, he knows the world.

Chasing the direction of Mu Aizhen, Gao Xiaowei only felt some pain in his heart, he didn't blame Aizhen, he knew that Aizhen was really starting to be anxious.

But he couldn't go on like this.

He didn't know anything else, but he understood that he wanted Aizhen to be the most important person in his eyes, heart, and life, and only himself.

As soon as Mu Qingyun went home and changed his clothes, Mr. Qiao brought a team of people to the door.

They were all Qiao's construction engineers, and as soon as they came, they entered the basement and started working.

Mr. Qiao didn't go to the study, greeted her casually, sat on the white jade steps outside the eight carved doors, and dragged the commonly used small square table to his eyes.

Mu Qingyun finished today's homework, and through the window of the study, he saw that Mr. Qiao was wearing a white shirt, the button on the collar was not tied, and the sleeves were pulled up to the elbows, revealing his supple and beautiful muscles in the cold wind.

There were two computers on the square table in front of him, and a large 70-inch display screen hung on the shelf in the front.

With the boss there, as soon as Jia Junhao entered the house, he diligently went to the kitchen to decoction and medicine.

This decoction, Mu Qingyun usually has to soak it once every three days, and every time he finishes soaking, he can 'see' his strength increase a little bit.

Its benefits are by no means just an increase in power visible to the naked eye.

At the end of each high-intensity training, Mu Qingyun is of course very happy in her senses, with the 'God rewards diligence', she doesn't know what to call bitterness mentally, but her body is still a mortal body, still stiff and numb, like rusty iron, but the decoction is soaked, the limbs are stretched, and the gentle and gentle power nourishes the body from the inside out, and she feels much more relaxed all of a sudden.

Mu Qingyun has now entered the door with his foot poke, Jia Junhao didn't tell her, but boasted to Mr. Qiao in private, saying that he was a famous teacher, a hundred times stronger than his master.

His master took him to practice martial arts, and he practiced for three or two years, which was only half a month of work for his disciple.

Mu Qingyun was proud in her heart, but this medicinal soup was more and more active in wanting to bubble, and the boxing method entered the realm too fast, in addition to the benefits of that kind of ease, only she knew the clamor of various parts of her body.

For example, the amount of food has increased dramatically.

If she doesn't make medicinal soup for a while, she stuffs half a backpack of chocolate, Snickers, milk, cakes, and bread into her backpack every day, and she eats all of them after half a day, and she doesn't have anything to do, and she still goes home hungry with her chest against her back, and she is so uncomfortable.

But I ate too much of this mess, and if I didn't say anything else, my wallet was a little unbearable.

Mr. Qiao was very generous, and he gave a lot of money when he went back to the ancient city. But that money should be used for the renovation and maintenance of the Mu family's old house, and most of the basement expansion will be consumed, and she still has to save money to go to college.

The cost of going to college must be not small, so naturally you have to take precautions, is it possible, she really asked her mother to use that little private money to support her after studying in college, and it is not possible to pay her tuition?

In addition to the wallet can't hold up, the stomach is also a little unbearable.

The day before yesterday, Jia Junhao also saw that her stomach was not in order, so he adjusted the prescription for her bath.

In the final analysis, it is still the most economical and cost-effective to take a medicated bath, after all, it is Mr. Qiao and his old man who are responsible for digging out the wallet.

Mr. Qiao said that this is an early investment for Mr. Xiaofang.

According to him, like this kind of thing, you must invest in advance, and when you use it, you can use it smoothly, usually do not burn incense and do not worship the Buddha, and then knock on the temple door when you need the blessing of the gods and Buddhas, can it be useful?

Even if it is useful, the gods and Buddhas of others must first take care of those who have prepared their favors in advance.

Mu Qingyun couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Mr. Qiao's business ability is really amazing. If it weren't for the fact that he could make money, with this posture of spending money like flowing water, Qiao's would probably have gone bankrupt a hundred times.

After soaking in the medicinal bath for half an hour, Mu Qingyun went to the kitchen to cook a plate of more than a dozen pancakes, sliced steamed bacon, cut the tiger skin egg in half, and a few cucumber strips, and brushed a roll of sauce on the pancake.

Eating porridge with cakes at night is the most flavorful, but there is a lot of homework today, Teacher Jia is preparing a lesson plan, and she will make up for history for a while, I really don't have time, Xiao Fang has been missing recently, so that Mr. Qiao is a little embarrassed to cook, boil porridge, the time is short, it will not taste, seaweed and shrimp soup, it will come in handy.

This is an instant soup bag, Mu Qingyun drank it well when he was a child, went to the supermarket to buy a large package of mass sales version, and spent twenty yuan to drink it for a month.

Sometimes her father and Sun Xiaomei go out with their two children, and Mu Qingyun doesn't have any money, so she takes this seaweed and shrimp soup to make rice, or just a steamed bun to eat, the taste is delicious, and it is not bad.

Jia Junhao came over and brought a bowl of soup by himself, took a cake roll, turned his head and asked Qiao Tian: "Qiao always eats." ”

"Eat."

Mu Qingyun took the cake rolls and soup to him.

This person in Kunlun can eat other people's shrimp is not out to sea within two hours.

He didn't eat it at all, but at this time, he also ate the bread rolls, and he didn't mind drinking the soup with this industrial flavor.

The three of them sat down on the jade steps to eat together.

While eating, Jia Junhao and Qiao Qian muttered for a long time about Fang Zhilong, who came to kick the hall.

Qiao tilted his eyebrows and said, "It's okay, it's normal to be tempted, but at present, several families don't take Ah Qing seriously, which is very good, and we are not happy to play with them now." ”

Mu Qingyun nodded solemnly.

Today, her math homework is two papers, in addition to the 12-page workbook, there is also an argumentative essay to write, and the homework of other subjects is also piled up.

I really don't have time to care about this so-called good thing that the success rate is not even one percent.