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Chapter 783 Young Master Yang Reached New Heights

As soon as this word comes out.

The managers in the conference room who were fed a mouthful of dog food and the assistant brother who was blacked out in a circle: "..."

Even Lin Zhaoxia twitched the corners of her lips, and wrote: Young Master Yang's face.

"It's enough to have you, what to do with face."

Lin Zhaoxia: "..."

Great for my little wife.

It can be seen that the level of provocativeness seems to have increased again, reaching a new height.

The thickness of the skin is also quite a lot.

Everyone in the conference room once again: "..."

The report is not over yet.

This meeting cannot end easily.

What's more, the content of the transnational meeting just now and the arrangement of some details after that still need Yang Moyan's personal guidance.

Yang Moyan naturally knew this too.

Finally, he didn't continue to sprinkle dog food indefinitely, and glanced over it lightly, and said two concise words, "Continue."

The people in the conference room were also quick to react, one by one they pulled out a path from the box full of dog food, and began to continue reporting.

Of course, Yang Moyan on the other side was not idle either.

He handed over the teenager's math test paper and sentenced him.

The second test paper was fine.

Maybe it really has something to do with seriousness.

In addition to the mistake of a big application question in the back, the boy.

Everything else turned out to be correct.

In the process of judging the questions, Lin Zhaoxia also finished the English test paper in his hand.

Stretching, those twinkling eyes narrowed lazily, and then supported his chin with one hand, turned the pen with one fingertip, and then looked down at the test paper.

Realized that I was only wrong with one question.

She raised her eyebrows very flamboyantly, and the curve of her lips was very wicked, as if she was saying: Here, your little boyfriend is excellent.

Yang Moyan likes to watch the young people express all kinds of interesting expressions.

Especially when the teenager is the most ostentatious.

It is really dazzling.

It was also Yang Moyan's favorite look.

Or so to speak.

What a teenager looks like.

He likes them all.

The thin lips slightly raised, the tip of the pen pointed at the wrong question, and the voice reminded in a very calm voice: "Mathematics book, page 35."

Lin Zhaoxia frowned, brought the math book over, and turned to page 35.

The formulas, formulas, and sample questions are all written there.

Lin Zhaoxia's eyes twitched.

It seems to be slapping the face.

Yang Moyan raised the thin corner of his lips lightly again, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like he was laughing at her.

This made Lin Zhaoxia puff up his handsome face in an uneasy way.

"I shouldn't need to explain, will you?"

can you?

How can it not?
Teenagers are smart.

After all, that IQ is really not a display.

Substituting formulas and formulas, plus the example questions where the idea is very obvious, it is still easy to draw inferences from one instance.

Just a few minutes.

Lin Zhaoxia had already written down the answer to that question with the simplest thought and the clearest steps.

Yang Moyan reached out and patted the fluffy head, and said in a low voice, "This is the result of your skipping class."

Lin Zhaoxia raised the corners of her eyes.

Yang Moyan raised his eyebrows, "Continue, last test paper, don't forget your bet, you will cry if you lose."

This is very interesting.

Lin Zhaoxia's provocative eyes seemed to be hooked like a demon.

Those pretty eyes narrowed slightly, and looked at Young Master Yang with a half-smile.

Some she cry?

Gee.

If the bet is really lost.

At that time, I don't know who the vinegar jar broke again.

Lin Zhaoxia never forgot the times when a certain young master knocked over the vinegar altar, and the smell of vinegar that filled the room could waft far away.

(End of this chapter)