City: I was reborn and became the top rich second generation

The teacher's exaggerated words made Zhou Xing touch his nose in embarrassment, with a slightly embarrassed expression.

..........

A day and a half of final exams.

In the end, Zhou Xing passed all subjects, and this absurd scene ended.

Deng Jian was not so lucky.

Now it's not a written test....... There's no way to get along with Zhou Xing.

He was not a calm person in school.

Be bound at home for 18 years.

It is almost impossible for him to study hard in school.

So no doubt.

He failed all four acting exams.

Deng Jian couldn't be happy immediately, and he was crying... Now he will be beaten severely when he returns home.

Even the joy of going home with him with a private jet that can travel around a week has been washed away a lot.

.........

"Honey, are you going to Kyoto this afternoon?"

Inside the restaurant box.

Min Sishi looked at Zhou Xing beside him.

Zhou Xing smiled and patted Min Sishi's head: "Well... just happened to be dispatched in the afternoon, and some airlines have been approved, so we might as well go to Kyoto earlier."

Min Sishi pursed her lips, with a little reluctance in her expression.

She and Zhou Xing had known each other for only one semester.

When I am in love and rely more and more on Zhou Xing.

Although on weekdays... she doesn't have much time to see Zhou Xing, but in the same city, as long as she wants to see, she can still see her.

Of course, you have to pay the price of your own weak legs and going out with the help of the wall.

But now the winter vacation is here.

They were about to be separated for more than a month, and they were in a long-distance relationship, which made Min Sishi very sad.

Seeing Min Sishi's appearance, Zhou Xing couldn't help but smiled and patted her head: "I went to Kyoto, and it's not like I won't come back. This time I went to Kyoto just to meet my grandfather, and I will return to Shanghai soon. Come."

"Honey, will you go back to Shanghai again?"

Min Sishi's eyes lit up.

Zhou Xing nodded.

Although he could fly back to Jiangcheng from Kyoto.

But before that...you can still stay in Shanghai for a few days before going back to Jiangcheng.

Anyway, Zhou Jianping and Zhang Lanfang are usually extremely busy.

Go back a few days late.

They couldn't find it either.

"That's good. When you come back from Kyoto, let's go out and play together for a few days, shall we?"

Min Sishi looked at Zhou Xing expectantly.

"we'll talk about it then."

Zhou Xing smiled, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, after all he was in Shanghai... still had a lot of women to deal with.

Deng Jian sat aside with a sleepy expression.

Seeing Min Sishi chirping with Zhou Xing, laughter like silver bells came out from time to time.

He clutched his chest.

don't know why...

Originally, I felt uncomfortable because of failing the exam, but now it became a little more congested.

Finish a meal.

Zhou Xing sent Min Sishi back to the hospital.

Her mother's wounds are recovering well, and she was discharged from the hospital a few days ago.

However, because Min Sishi needs to prepare for the final exam, it is safer to let her mother rest in the hospital for a few more days.

So Min Sishi is going to take her mother home today after going through the discharge procedures.

After Zhou Xing put Min Sishi down.

He turned to drive again and returned to the school.

School gate.

Deng Jian, who had already packed his things, was standing there waiting for Zhou Xing.

Fortunately, Deng Jian didn't bring much.

Just a small box.

The front trunk of the Porsche 918 fits perfectly.

Deng Jian's personality is also extremely free and easy. According to his words, it would be good to leave all the luggage and clothes at school.

Anyway, I am going home, do I still worry about not having any clothes to wear?

Besides... the weather in Shanghai and Kyoto is completely different.

The clothes that are often worn in Shanghai may not necessarily be worn in Kyoto.

Although Deng Jian didn't have a 918, it seemed that he was very familiar with the Porsche 918. He opened the front trunk naturally and stuffed his luggage into it.

He opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

Deng Jian closed the car door, fastened his seat belt, looked around the car, touched his chin, and said, "From this point of view, the Porsche 918 seems to be very good. Should I buy the McLaren P1 or the 918?"

He thought for a moment.

Then the complexion is not very good-looking.

Originally, he was thinking that after returning from the holiday this time, he would spend a good time at home and let them buy him a car, but he recalled his final exam results.

He suddenly felt that the possibility of his parents' consent was almost zero.

There is no hope at all.

Deng Jian suddenly became dejected again.

It looks like... I can only wait until the next summer vacation to go home and see what my parents say, and see if there is any hope.

Zhou Xing looked at Deng Jian, who was not very interested, but didn't say anything, and drove straight to the airport.

Deng Jian is a person whose emotions come and go quickly.

A pure optimist, you don't need to worry about him at all, he will be back to normal after a while.

as predicted.

When the car drove to the airport.

Deng Jian became excited again, gearing up, with a look of anticipation, about to see what the private jet looks like.

Zhou Xing parked the car.

Then I made a phone call to the general aviation company who arranged a special docking staff.

The staff quickly came out to greet Zhou Xing and Deng Jian.

Take the two of them through a special security channel.

Then they were taken to the VIP room to rest for a while, and they could board the plane as soon as the departure time of the private jet arrived.

Zhou Xing took out a bottle of Pepsi from the VIP room.

After opening it, I sat on the sofa and took a sip.

Taking advantage of this time, he called Zhou Jianping.

Chapter 322

"beep........."

The phone rang.

Not long after, the connection was made over there, and Zhou Jianping's voice came from the phone: "What's the matter?"

"Dad, I'm on winter vacation."

Zhou Xing said.

"If you're on winter vacation, then go home directly. It just so happens that you have a private jet, which should be very convenient, so I don't need to pick you up."

Zhou Jianping's tone was still so flat.

Zhou Xing was not surprised.

After all, I didn't deliberately hide what I did in Shanghai. Zhou Jianping's personality seemed rather cold, and he was usually taciturn.

But as his own son.

He kept silent.

I still pay attention to my own situation in my heart, otherwise, how could I be clear about how many girlfriends I have talked about.

He wanted to hide things like buying a private jet from him.

That is even more impossible.

Fortunately... Zhou Jianping mistakenly thought that the funds were given by his grandfather Zhou Dingshan.

Therefore, the funds for purchasing private jets do not need to be explained too much.

But this situation will soon end.

After all, he has already begun to arrange various companies under his banner, whether it is Nile Crocodile Venture Capital or Wuyou Media.

It has begun to develop according to his original idea.

Profitable soon.

At that time.......With independent profitability, you don't have to think about your own sources of funds.

The phone was silent for a moment.

Zhou Jianping's voice came again: "You can really make a fuss, you have been thinking about buying a private jet since you were a freshman, and your father and I only bought one in the name of the company when we were nearly [-] years old. It is convenient for the company's business."

Hearing that Zhou Jianping didn't mean to blame, Zhou Xing immediately explained with a smile: "I also thought that it would be more convenient to have a private jet, and it would be more convenient to go home and so on."

"Screw your shit."

However, Zhou Jianping mercilessly exposed Zhou Xing: "It's been so long since you bought a private jet, and I haven't seen when you will come back to Jiangcheng to see us."

"Besides... you are only a freshman, what can you do, you have to rely on a private jet to discuss business, in a place as big as Shanghai, why... in your garage How about those cars that are not enough for you to drive?"

"I see you kid, it's pure vanity and you want to show off. If it wasn't for the money, I would have confiscated your private jet."

As Zhou Jianping spoke, he muttered again: "I haven't even enjoyed the latest Gulfstream yet, but you, a brat, have enjoyed it."

Zhou Xing couldn't help laughing.

"When will you get home? I'll arrange the itinerary here, and then I'll talk to your mother and have dinner together in the evening, just to see if you have made any progress in school this semester."

Zhou Jianping didn't get too entangled in the topic of private jets, but asked instead.

He was still the same as Zhou Xing remembered.

Cold outside, hot inside.

After all, after being separated for such a semester, I haven't seen each other very much. As a son who hasn't left his side much in 18 years.