You are the uncle!

Jiao Feng really didn't know that when Jiang Xiqiao transferred to another school, it was his uncle Ding Wei who asked someone to find him. Since Ding's family is a scholarly family, he was naturally looking for a teacher. Jiao Feng always thought it was the child of a former classmate and friend.

"I thought he was just a relative of Professor Ding's family before." He sighed and said with a wry smile, "Who would have thought that Jiang Xiqiao would be the grandson of Luo Yuanxun, the richest man in China!"

Jiao Feng thought about the Jiangxi Bridge in his daily life, and the impression that emerged was that he was a very ordinary student.

If I really want to say that I am different from other students, it is just that I am very good-looking and my grades are very good.

If the headmaster hadn't said it out today, she would never have thought that this was actually a young master.

Speaking of Yuanxun Group, Jiao Feng suddenly remembered that this Mr. Luo Yuanxun only had two daughters under his knees. It is said that the eldest daughter Luo Yuhua's husband has passed away, and she lives with her son.

The youngest daughter is married to a professor and has a boy and a girl, but the boy is not yet ten years old, so he doesn't match Jiang Xiqiao's age. Only Luo Yuhua is eligible.

"Then his mother..."

"That's right, it is Luo Yuhua, the general manager of Yuanxun Group!"

Seeing Jiao Feng's dazed expression, the headmaster said helplessly: "Now you understand why I asked you to do everything possible to ask him to propose a transfer? His mother only needs to say a word, tomorrow this school will be You can be surnamed Luo!"

"But..." Jiao Feng was still in a dilemma. No matter what conflicts Jiang Xiqiao had with his mother, this child really wanted to learn.

As a teacher, she wants to drive students who really want to learn out of school, and her professional ethics as a teacher does not allow her to do so.

The principal wanted to persuade him again, when he heard a 'bang', and the door of the office was kicked open from the outside.

The two subconsciously looked towards the door, just in time to see Yin Tingwan standing at the door with an angry face.

However, he still subconsciously saved some face for the two of them, and closed the door casually, blocking the prying eyes from the door.

He didn't care how ugly the faces of the two people in the room were, he swaggered to sit on the sofa after closing the door, and sneered at the principal by the window.

"What's the matter? I don't know, but Jinmen No. [-] Middle School has also played the trick of changing its flag. It's changed from a public school to a private school, and the school's affairs are actually dictated by a woman who has nothing to do with it?"

Yin Tingwan suppressed the anger in his heart, clenched his fists and said coldly to the two people in the room.

Hearing Yin Tingwan's questioning, the headmaster's face was very ugly. He is also the head of the school after all, and it's useless to be pointed at in the face by a kid in his teens to be sarcastic.

However, the embarrassment on Jiao Feng's face disappeared a little. Although it was really embarrassing for her to be heard by the students such disgraceful things, if Yin Tingwan was willing to intervene, maybe she would not have to violate her inner principles and force Jiang Xiqiao dropped out of school.

Thinking about it this way, he was even more unwilling to open his mouth to get involved in this matter.

The principal slowed down, pretending not to hear Yin Tingwan's ridicule, and hurriedly walked up to Yin Tingwan and said with a smile: "What are you talking about, Mr. Yin, Jinmen No. [-] Middle School is naturally a public school."

"Oh? Is that so? Why doesn't that sound like what I've heard? Didn't you say that you want to do everything possible to force people to drop out of school?"

Although the other party was subdued, Yin Tingwan refused to go down the ladder. It was fine if he didn't know about this matter. Now that he knew, he would naturally have to deal with it to the end.

Seeing that Yin Tingwan had exposed the last fig leaf in disregard of his feelings, the principal hated him deeply for his ignorance.

However, others don't know Young Master Yin's family background, but he knows it well, even with his great courage, he would not dare to confront this prince.

Complimenting with a busy smile on his face: "This is all a misunderstanding. Student Jiang is such a good student who is hardworking, studious, and excellent in character and learning. How could we be willing to let him drop out? Even if he wants to transfer, we are reluctant to let him go!"

At this point, even Yin Tingwan couldn't help admiring the other party's thick skin. In terms of his ability to see the wind and turn the rudder, this person can definitely be regarded as a role model, and others may not be able to catch up with others.

Yin Tingwan didn't bother to care whether this person was a gentleman in front of him and a villain behind his back. His original purpose was to ask for this sentence. As long as he had this sentence, the teachers in the school would not dare to play tricks to force Jiang Xiqiao to drop out of school.

"Well, class will start right away, I won't bother the two teachers to discuss school internal affairs, let's go now!" Having got what he wanted, Yin Ting got up and went out quickly.

The principal followed behind him with a flattering face, and sent the prince out with a smile.

The matter was settled in this way, and Jiang Xiqiao didn't even notice it. He just wondered why those teachers suddenly turned the wind again, but this was exactly what he expected.

Back to the days when there were no teachers waiting to pull pigtails, Jiang Xiqiao was still very happy in his heart, no one was a masochist, and no one would refuse when there were good days, right?

When I got home, Grandma Jiang was kneading noodles. Jiang Xiqiao took a look at the ingredients, including cucumber shreds, minced meat, and sweet noodle sauce. He knew in his heart that he was going to eat fried noodles tonight. Sleeve went to the vegetable garden, ready to pull some shallots and chop green onions.

"Xiaohe! Your phone is ringing!" Grandma Jiang ran into the yard with small steps, shouting as she ran.

Jiang Xiqiao was squatting next to the vegetable garden washing the selected shallots. Seeing her running in a hurry, she hurriedly shouted: "Grandma, slow down! Be careful not to fall!"

While talking, Grandma Jiang had already arrived in front of the person, pursed her lips and smiled, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I'm watching my feet!"

Jiang Xiqiao gave another big order, only getting tired of Grandma Jiang's talking, and threw the phone to him and went back to the house angrily.

Looking at Grandma Jiang's back, Jiang Xiqiao shook her head helplessly. This old lady is good at everything, but she doesn't like people talking about her age.

The phone over there was hung up early, Jiang Xiqiao looked at the missed call, and the name displayed on it was Huang Erniang.

have to!It seems that today, the two great gods of the Jiang family will be offended!

Without even thinking about it, Jiang Xiqiao knew that the call would not be over in a short time, so he went into the room and sent the shallots into the kitchen.

Grandma Jiang is still angry now!Without even giving him a look, Jiang Xiqiao could only find a random bowl of shallots, put them in a bowl, and went back to the room to call another great god.

"........."

The phone rang twice, and there was a response: "Hello?"

"Mom, it's me!" Jiang Xiqiao stood in front of the window, looking at the gradually darkening sky outside, feeling more and more depressed.

Luo Yuhua waved to the secretary who was reporting to work in front of her, signaling that she knew it.

The secretary put the documents on her desk, turned around and left the office, and thoughtfully closed the door behind her.

After confirming that no one was present, Luo Yuhua stood up with his mobile phone and walked to the window: "What's the matter? If I don't call you, you will pretend that I don't exist, right?"

Jiang Xiqiao heard that the person on the other end of the phone seemed to be suppressing his anger, not knowing where he had offended her again.

"No, I'm afraid you'll be angry!"

"Let me tell you, don't think that if you ask someone for help, I will have nothing to do with you!"

The more Luo Yuhua talked, the more she got angry. She originally planned to use the school to put pressure on Jiang Xiqiao, so that he would retreat in spite of the difficulties, but unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway.

She has also heard about the Yin family, although in terms of power, the Luo family is not inferior to the Yin family.

But the trouble is, I heard that the kid who shot this time is the nephew brought up by the lieutenant general Yin Chengwan. Although he is a nephew in name, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is his son when it comes to feelings. up.

Not to mention the Luo family, even the old man of the Yin family dared not go against this young master.

"Why ask for help?"

Jiang Xiqiao was a little confused by what she said. He could guess the action at the school and knew that it was his own mother's handwriting, but he always had the attitude of soldiers coming to cover up the water.

Anyway, that was his mother, and running away from home was already enough to break her heart, if he really asked someone to confront her, it would be like plucking the tiger's ass, without saving any sympathy.

Hearing what he said, Luo Yuhua thought he was pretending to be confused with herself, and immediately blushed with anger.

"Don't pretend to be confused. I'm not interested in knowing how you found someone to help. From today onwards, I will cut off your living expenses. I don't believe it. That kid named Yin can help you solve school problems. It can also help you with your living expenses!"

"No, mom..." Before I could say three words, a busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

Obviously, Luo Yuhua was in a hurry, and didn't intend to listen to his explanation at all, so he hung up the phone directly.

Jiang Xiqiao stared at the end of the call on the screen and was stunned for a while before throwing the phone on the table with a sigh.

Do not……

Jiang Xiqiao recalled what Jiang's mother said just now about someone helping. If the surname is Yin, is it him?

Thinking about it, he suddenly burst out laughing. Jiang Xiqiao patted his forehead and said to himself: "I must have not woken up, it's just him? It's fine if you don't bother me, help me? How is it possible!"

Even though he said so, a voice in Jiang Xiqiao's heart told him that the person Jiang's mother spoke of as helping him was most likely Yin Tingwan.