Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Because of your project, we lost the time for traveling and relaxing during this vacation. In the last few days, several children sat in the study, replying one by one to the letters sent by the sponsored children.

"I actually found a treasure." The letter that Song Pingqing was holding had crooked handwriting on it. It was sent by the child with mild cerebral palsy who was not favored by everyone.

"What do you mean?" Wu Qiming leaned over.

"She skipped a grade!" Song Pingqing showed the letter to a few people. "When I chose her for sponsorship, she was thirteen years old and in the third grade of junior high school. Normally, she should have been promoted to the second grade of senior high school this year, but she was admitted to the junior class of Nanjing University."

Song Pingqing's tone was so boastful, as if she was the one who was admitted to the Nanjing University Junior Class.

That's enough.

The children sponsored by others also made their own progress, but none of them were as outstanding as the one chosen by Song Pingqing. For a moment, they couldn't help but express their envy.

Amidst laughter and noise, the group finally welcomed the opening day of school at Baihua Academy.

In families like theirs, children are developed with very good daily routines, and of course there is no situation where no one can't get out of bed when school starts.

When Xie Yuan Jianguo reappeared in the classroom, the person who was most shocked was of course Zhong Ming.

After all, this guy kept clinging to Xie Lin, and Xie Lin nagged him for the whole holiday: Xie Yuan ran away from home, and Xie's parents would definitely not pay his tuition for the next semester, and this guy would never appear in Baihua College again.

As a result, Xie Yuan Jianguo not only came, but also came chatting and laughing with Murong Xue, Gu Zongnan and his group.

When Zhong Ming saw this scene, he immediately stood up from his seat and left the class.

"No doubt he went to complain to his adoptive father." Wu Qiming sneered at this kind of servile behavior.

"What godfather?" Shen Ci didn't react.

"Xie Lin, who else could it be?" Wu Qiming spread his hands. "How can Xie Lin and Zhong Ming not be like-minded, in cahoots with each other, and a loving father and a filial son?"┓( ′?` )┏

"Pfft..." Song Pingqing gave Wu Qiming a thumbs up, "You curse in a very cultured way."

"It's all thanks to my good teaching, big brother." Wu Qiming immediately clasped his hands together and bowed, showing a very chivalrous spirit.

In the midst of harmony, only Xie Yuan Jianguo sat in his seat with some anxiety, feeling confused about what to do in the future.

Murongxue leaned close to Song Pingqing and whispered, "Please help me make an appointment with Jianguo. I have decided to talk to him."

Song Pingqing knew that the "talk" in Murongxue's mouth referred to the matter of asking the other party to stay, and nodded: "I will invite him to the small private room of the milk tea shop at noon today."

Although it is called a small private room, it is actually not small. It is big enough to accommodate six people doing homework on the computer.

This place was an area specially designated as a secret base for several people when the milk tea shop was first opened.

Murong Xue nodded: "Yes."

The first class in the afternoon was physical education, and Song Pingqing and Murong Xue practiced volleyball together as usual.

The lights in the volleyball court were at the same level as those in the Olympic venues, bright but not dazzling. Murong Xue passed the ball to Song Pingqing and also told her an expected news.

"Jianguo refused, saying his grandfather couldn't leave his land."

"Have you told him how big the difference in educational resources is between regions?" Song Pingqing passed the ball back and also threw the question back.

"Yes. I could see that he was actually a little hesitant. So I decided to ask someone to talk to his grandfather."

what?

Song Pingqing was distracted and the inflated volleyball hit her on the head with a "bang".

As luck would have it, it rolled to the side of the volleyball teacher when it bounced out.

The teacher looked over here and found that the one who made the mistake was Song Pingqing, who had always been very talented in sports. He didn't say much, but just threw the ball back and reminded him: "Be steady and take your time."

"Good teacher."

"You want to go find his grandfather?" Song Pingqing took the volleyball. To avoid a repeat of the previous scene, she simply held the ball in her hand and asked Murongxue directly, "What do you think?"

"Didn't he file a lawsuit against the Xie family just to live with the old man? Originally, this matter should have been discussed with his grandfather." Murong Xue panted slightly, feeling that her hands were very dirty. She refused to stand with her hands on her hips and simply sat on a chair on the side with her hands spread out.

"His adoptive parents are worthless. If Jianguo returns home with a large sum of money, there's no guarantee that they won't be resentful of him. And I'm absolutely capable of helping him solve this problem."

"I've been thinking about it these days. Jianguo wants to go back to his hometown to live with his grandfather, but there are many problems in the process."

"His grandfather is not young anymore, and his medical care is also a problem. Well, don't look at me like that. This inspiration did come from the conversation I had with you."

"Of course, there is a third reason. Jianguo's learning resources. We can all see that Jianguo is a hard-working and intelligent person. His grandfather would not be willing to let him give up such good resources."

Murong Xue smiled confidently: "Since the family members are running in both directions, Jianguo misses his grandfather so much, then his grandfather should also miss him, so, if we communicate from a different angle, we may get a different result."

Murong Xue rarely spoke so many words at once. While listening, Song Pingqing took out a wet wipe to wipe his hands, handed Murong Xue a new one, and took out a bottle of mineral water and twisted it open for her to drink.

"So, you have already made up your mind and want Jianguo to join us?" Song Pingqing asked.

"No." Murong Xue took two sips, put down the water bottle, and looked into Song Pingqing's eyes. "I think it's okay even if he doesn't stay at Birch College and just lives in Wen City or Jincheng City. Just think of it as sponsoring one more person to study. I don't need this little money."

"I just think that Jianguo is such a hard worker and deserves everyone's help. Besides, I'm not helping him for nothing. It would be best if he could come and work for me when he grows up."

"Do you think this behavior is utilitarian?" Murong Xue asked Song Pingqing.

"No." Song Pingqing is not a child anymore.

Please, no matter whether it is Wanmu Group, Taobao or those projects that Song Pingqing has ideas in his mind but has not yet proposed, no matter which one develops, it will definitely be a big company in the future.

Ten years later, how many graduates from prestigious universities will frantically apply for offers from big companies? If what Murong Xue said is true, Xie Yuan Jianguo is the confidant trained by Murong Xue herself. Such treatment is something that many people would envy.

"If this matter can be successfully negotiated in an amicable manner, you two can be regarded as a two-way trip between capitalists and workers." Song Pingqing replied, "As long as he doesn't come to compete with me for the position of mascot, I don't care which company he works for."

.......What you said, can't you be a little more ambitious?

Murong Xue was really speechless. She stared at Song Pingqing without saying a word for a long time.

Song Pingqing pulled her hand and said, "Okay, get up and practice."

Murong Xue took a deep breath, stood up with the help of Song Pingqing, and continued practicing.

The court session was scheduled for September 28th. According to the team's plan, the Gu family and the Murong family successively seized two major projects from Xie Yuan·Jian Guo's father's company, and Wu Qiming also began to let his family release negative information about the Xie Group step by step.

Withholding wages, passing off inferior products as good ones, delaying final payments, and committing financial fraud.

As time slowly passed, the closer it got to September 28th, the more scandals about the Xie Group were exposed.

After several unsuccessful attempts to communicate with Wu’s people, a “kind-hearted” Wu employee finally revealed a little secret to Xie’s people.

"The most important thing now is to figure out who you have offended. If you delay this any further, the scandals that are exposed will only get worse."

The person who came to communicate with Xie was terrified and almost lost one of his shoes when he ran away from Wu.

At this point, someone in the Xie family finally realized the key to the problem.

When the family was forced to gather together for a family meeting and everyone was at a loss, the most favored illegitimate son, Xie Kai, the uncle of Xie Yuan Jianguo, suddenly said: "I have some immature ideas."

"It's time to speak frankly." As the scandal of financial fraud was exposed, Mr. Xie seemed to have aged a lot overnight, with a hint of gray on his temples.

Xie Kai glanced at Xie Yuan's biological father, and then said, "There were two disturbances. One was when my eldest brother's biological son filed a lawsuit, and the other was when the court was about to open. As far as I know, that person followed the eldest son of the Gu family and the eldest daughter of the Murong family for the entire summer vacation. Even his tuition for Baihua College this semester was paid by the Gu family."

"That matter hasn't been resolved yet?!" Mr. Xie was shocked and looked at his eldest son, "Didn't you say it was resolved long ago???"

“What nonsense are you talking about?!” Xie Yuan’s biological father wanted to jump up and beat Xie Kai up. He looked at Xie Kai with red eyes, “I suspected that you were behind this!”

Seeing his eldest son's reaction, Mr. Xie sighed.

Xie Kai looked at Mr. Xie: "Dad, there are some reasons why I guess this. This summer, the children of the two families, along with the one from the Wu family and a few classmates, jointly established an Internet company. Xie..."

Xie Kai glanced at his eldest brother, moved his lips, but didn't call out the name after all: "I think, eldest brother's son may be in there too."

Hearing this, Mr. Xie couldn't help but think of the root of the problem. He leaned back on the sofa and sighed deeply.

"Is he so close to the children of the Murong and Gu families?"

"Please make an appointment with this child for me."

"What's his name?"

Xie Kai gave a playful smile and looked at Xie Yuan's biological father.

Xie's lips trembled, and he met his father's scrutinizing gaze: "Thank you...Thank you for the injustice."

"What about the word yuan?"

"It's a wrongful case."

Mr. Xie grabbed the tea set on the coffee table and threw it at his father: "Why did I give birth to such a stupid thing like you!!!"

Father Xie did not dare to hide. The tea set was smashed beside him and the flying fragments cut his cheek.

The meeting between Xie Yuan Jianguo and Mr. Xie was scheduled to take place in Chengrang, and the two teams met in the milk tea shop on campus.

Mr. Xie looked at the dark-skinned, strong, and energetic young man in front of him for a long time before saying, "You don't look like your father at all."

"That's really my blessing." Xie Yuan Jianguo said calmly, "I would rather not be his son."

"After all, you have Xie family blood in you, and you have the right to inherit the Xie family. If you really continue to make trouble, the Xie family's property will really have nothing to do with you."

"Have you seen the information in the lawyer's hand?" Xie Yuan Jianguo asked.

Mr. Xie shook his head: "Those are all things of the past. In the future, I can give you more."

"You really are father and son. You two are quite arrogant." Xie Yuan Jianguo had expected this answer, so he took out a folder from his schoolbag and pushed it in front of Grandpa Xie.

"Actually, we don't have much to talk about." Xie Yuan Jianguo's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about someone else's business. "I came to see you just to know what kind of person you are."

"Now it seems that it's no wonder that you raised a son like my biological father. You...are nothing special."

"But we are a family. Once the Xie family falls, do you think the young ones from the Murong and Gu families will still be willing to win you over? They just think that you have Xie family blood in you and you have full value to be used!"

"Maybe." Xie Yuan Jianguo touched his clothes. "But compared to my violent parents and Xie Lin who bullied me, no matter how you look at it, Murong Xue who is willing to give me shares in the branch, Gu Zongnian who is willing to help me pay for my tuition, and even the classmates who are willing to donate school supplies and clothes to me are much more reliable than the Xie family."

"Your clothes were donated by your classmates? How could you want——"

"What else? You let me freeze to death last winter?" Xie Yuan rarely burst out with a sharp voice, interrupting Mr. Xie's words, with a strong tone of sarcasm, "If I freeze to death or starve to death, will the Xie family be proud???"

"My dear grandpa, if it weren't for them, do you think I would still be alive sitting here talking to you? If it weren't for them, I would probably be dead in some corner, and you, the real members of the Xie family, would only applaud, right?"

"So, compared to that outcome, whether the Xie family goes bankrupt or not is none of my business!"

For the first time, intense hatred burst out on Jianguo's usually simple and sunny face.

Mr. Xie looked at his grandson who was related to him by blood, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

After staring at Xie Yuan for a long time, he finally lowered his head and reached for the folder in front of him, wanting to see what his favored and valued good son had done.

After a long time, when he raised his head again, Xie Yuan was no longer standing opposite him.

The dim dusk shone through the huge wooden blinds of the milk tea shop and fell onto the evidence on the table.

Mr. Xie was over fifty years old, and for the first time he felt confused and puzzled.

He believed that he had provided sufficient resources for the growth of every child, whether it was his original wife or one raised outside.

Most of his sons have grown up to be very successful, which is even the thing he is most proud of in the business world. After all, not everyone can have as many good sons as he does.

But...how did the family end up like this?