"We can't get it in China now. We have to get it overseas, but it will take some time.”
"Hold tight."
Since Qiao Mu said to hurry up, Chen Junsheng naturally had to treat it as a big deal. He quickly called up Haber.
Haber immediately sent someone to the modification factory.
The gimmick of this car was that it was limited to ten cars worldwide, and all of them had been sold out.
However, this rule was only applicable to ordinary people. When Haber sent someone over, the modification factory immediately changed the rules and announced the creation of a Hennessy Poison GT-Plus.
This car was unique in the world!
The greatest use of rules was to let those with the ability to destroy them. This way, they could show their superiority.
Its secondary function was to make those who could not move it obey.
The greatest effect of rules was that they looked useless!
It was nothing more than to let a small number of people look more elegant when eating.
It was just like a medium-well steak. It was bloodshot. In order to eat it more elegantly and avoid having blood in the mouth, there was a rule of cutting the steak into small pieces to eat.
Otherwise, wouldn't it feel good to stuff a large piece of steak into his mouth and then gulp down a large mouthful of wine?
Of course, when everyone was used to a certain phenomenon, once someone was different from others, they would definitely be resisted by everyone, even if his approach was correct.
But who would be the judge of right and wrong?
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"Why are you here?"
"Today is such an important day. Why can't I come?”"Where's Yingzi?" Qiao Weidong asked.
"Then."
Song Qian said as she pushed her chin forward.
"I'll take a picture of the child."
Qiao Weidong picked up his phone and pointed the camera at Qiao Yingzi.
"Hey! Why is this ancestor here?"
Qiao Weidong saw Qiao Mu standing alone through the phone screen.
“HI! Qiao Weidong."
Qiao Weidong turned around and looked behind him. He knew this person.
Wasn't it the person who went to the airport to pick up the old ancestor?
"Hello, hello. I still don't know your name.”
Qiao Weidong extended his hand politely.
"I'm Chen Junsheng, Mr. Qiao's personal secretary. The person in charge of impersonating his parents in school.”
"Oh! Oh!"
F * ck, pretending to be his ancestor's parent? This wasn't the ancestor of his ancestor!
Hey!
But why did his ancestor come to school to study? What was he after?
"Secretary Chen, why did Qiao Mu come to school to study?”
"I'm not sure about this. I'm just following orders. Besides, even if I know, it's not convenient for me to tell you.”
"Ugh! Alright then."
After Qiao Weidong turned around, his ex-wife Song Qian asked,""Qiao Weidong, who is this person? Why don't I know him?”
Song Qian was originally a senior teacher at Spring Breeze High School. When Qiao Yingzi grew up, she quit school and found a job as a tutor in a cram school in order to have more time to tutor her daughter.
Because of this, she still had a certain degree of prestige in the school's parent group.
Basically, she had met the parents of all the third-year students once and could recognize them.
"Oh! He was the parent of a third-year student who had just transferred over. They had met in the business world.”
"Yes!"
Soon, it was time to let go of their dreams.
Qiao Mu had been loitering around Qiao Yingzi the entire time, pricking her ears to listen to the conversation between Qiao Yingzi and Tao Zi.
He heard that Qiao Yingzi was very interested in astronomy and was full of yearning for outer space.
Qiao Mu held a balloon in her hand as she watched Qiao Weidong and his family of three argue over what to write on the balloon.
Qiao Weidong was rather open-minded and wrote on the balloon: "Zhu Yingzi, get into the aerospace major.”
This was exactly what Qiao Yingzi wanted. Qiao Yingzi was very satisfied with her father's actions.
However, it would be great if things were so perfect. Song Qian said from the side,"Mom added a sentence and wrote that she scored 700.”
"Mom, what he wrote was a wish. What's the point of writing a score on it?”
"Why isn't the score your wish? Without 700 points, can you get into Huaqing University?”
Song Qian was used to being arrogant and arbitrary, so she insisted on writing the score on the balloon.
This time, Qiao Yingzi was unhappy and started to push and pull with her mother.
In the process of pushing, the balloon burst.
"Write, write, write. You guys write it yourself. I won't write anymore.”
Qiao Yingzi was so angry that she cried. She stomped her feet and ran away.
Qiao Mu took all of this into account. With the information gathered by the people in front of her, she could analyze that Song Qian was a good mother, but she did not know how to be a good mother.
In short, he had good intentions, but the things he did might not be good.
But on second thought, the children of my Qiao family still need to worry about their future. With me as their ancestor, what can't I get?
This Song Qian was really worried!
Hence, he walked up to Song Qian.
"Pa!"
He gave Song Qian a tight slap!
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