Before going out, Xia Qingtian heard the instructor's angry voice: "You two have to compare with other people Xia Qingtian! Did you two participate in this essay call! I won't sign the sick leave slip, if it really fails, I will Be honest and make up the exam!"

Hearing the instructor say this, Jiang Yingying and her friend felt even more uncomfortable. Now they both really cried out loud.

It wasn't the crying that pretended to be weak before, but it was really crying loudly.

On the same day, the two had to go to the old professor, and they cried and chirped again. The old professor got a headache from the argument between the two, and promised not to cancel their exam results before giving up.

A week later, Jiang Yingying and her friends cried again when they saw on the bulletin board that Xia Qingtian's essay had won the school department-level gold award with a prize of 2,000 yuan, and the instructor publicly praised her and awarded 10 extra credits.

Xia Qingtian took the 2,000 yuan and asked Li Xiaoxiao to make a skewer and spent 300 yuan.

After all, if Li Xiaoxiao hadn't told her about such an essay, she would not have wanted to participate in the essay for credits, and she would not have won the award.

With 1700 left, Xia Qingtian saw that it was almost autumn, so he bought five scarves in similar colors and matched them well and brought them back to Xia's house.

That night, the Xia family all received gifts from Xia Qingtian.

Seeing the scarf, Xia Qingyu was stunned for a while, then reached out to take it and said, "Who still wears a scarf these days, but... But if the temperature gets colder, I've bought it all, so I'll just accept it."

Xia Shang seemed to be surprised that he would receive a gift from Xia Qingtian. After receiving it, he did not say a word, but his earlobes turned red.

Aunt Liu stroked back and forth for a while, took pictures and posted them on the Moments with a smile, and carefully folded them up for collection.

Father Xia told Xia Qingtian to make persistent efforts, don't be proud, and set off to work the next day with a scarf.

It's still a little early to wear a scarf, and looking at Father Xia's happy look, someone who knew him immediately asked, "Mr. Xia, this scarf looks really good."

"Is there? It's a very ordinary style." Father Xia said with a smile: "That girl, sunny day, I participated in some essay writing activity at school, won a gold award, and got a little bonus, so I bought a gift for me, It's not a valuable thing, but it's a little bit of a child's care, hey, I don't like this thing."

"Oh! This is so good, if my child knows to buy something for me, I'll wake up laughing from a dream!"

"That's not true. Young people are rarely so sensible and filial now, and they are still so capable. President Xia won't have to worry about it in the future."

Everyone immediately began to praise Xia Qingtian, and were delighted by what Father Xia said.

I don't know who suddenly changed the conversation and said, "Miss is really a kind-hearted person, and she saved Song Junhan's life before!"

After this person mentioned it, everyone also remembered the sensational thing before, and immediately started to praise.

The smile on Song Junhan's face immediately stiffened.

He finally waited until the matter subsided, and no one pressed his head to force him to admit Xia Qingtian's so-called life-saving grace.

The results of it?

Xia Qingtian just gave Mr. Xia a scarf, and these people brought up this damn old thing again!

If it wasn't for Xia Qingtian, how could he be hurt so badly!

"Winter vacation will be in two or three months. Will the eldest miss come to work again?" Someone asked immediately after recalling Xia Qingtian's experience of coming to work in the summer.

"Almost." Father Xia nodded and said, "The time is up, let's go to the conference room first."

Everyone gathered around Father Xia and walked to the conference room together, still praising Xia Qingtian.

Song Junhan, who stayed where he was, recalled the humiliation Xia Qingtian had done to him before, and his lips pursed into a line.

No, he must settle that matter before Xia Qingtian comes back to the Xia family!

He had not been able to stop the cooperation between Gu's and Xia's before, and they were already very dissatisfied.

If it weren't for his own car accident, the other party would almost never give him a second chance.

Thinking of this, Song Junhan squeezed his fist by his side and made up his mind.

This time, he is only allowed to succeed, not to fail!

Handing over the document in his hand to his colleague, Song Junhan went straight to the personnel department and knocked on a colleague's desk: "The old classmate I pushed in last time, how was the review?"

"We must rest assured that you pushed him inside, let him come to work tomorrow." The colleague from the personnel department gave an OK gesture.

"Thank you, I'll invite you to dinner another day." Song Junhan smiled and waved his hand and turned away, the smile gradually disappeared.

The first step of the plan went very smoothly.

"Hi..." At the same moment, Xia Qingtian, who was taking notes in the classroom, suddenly shivered for no reason, with a vague feeling of badness.

"What's the matter with you?" Li Xiaoxiao next to him asked in a low voice.

"It's okay." Xia Qingtian shook his head and continued to take notes.

She thought to herself that it might be because the Taiwanese celebration show that Suishui and Ling Fenghan sang with was going to be broadcast tonight, and she was a little nervous.

In fact, the recording that day went very smoothly, Ling Fenghan was in a particularly good state, and she felt very much.

The evaluation received by the synchronous live broadcast on the same day was very good, but because the TV station will broadcast it later, the online live broadcast is not very comprehensive.

Tonight is the day that the Zitai Celebration program is officially broadcast.

Speaking of which... Xia Qingtian tilted his head and thought carefully, the anniversary of the founding of the Xia clan is only two weeks away...

On this day in the past life, it seemed like... what happened?

Xia Qingtian can't remember.

At that time, she had not been discharged from the hospital, and the whole person was controlled by Song Junhan. The only link with the outside world was a laptop and a mobile phone that only Mo Jianing would send text messages and call to express condolences.

At that time, it seemed that there was an accident on the Xia family's anniversary, which directly caused the Xia family to lose a lot of money. The stock fell to the limit on the seventh day, and the controlling shareholder was invited to drink tea to inquire about the business of the Xia family. and reputation suffered.

At that time, she was very worried and wanted to call Father Xia to ask what happened, but Song Junhan stopped her.

"Qingtian, Uncle Xia is very busy now, and the company is in a mess. Contacting him at this time...will it cause him trouble?" Song Junhan's eyes fell on Xia Qingtian's lap.

"I believe that Uncle Xia will definitely come to see you after you've been busy for a while, and then you can ask him in person."

"Sunny day, don't worry, I'll keep an eye on the company, and I'll tell you something else."

"I will always, always be with you."

...

Thinking back on this scene, Xia Qingtian felt uncomfortable.

At that time, Song Junhan had already joined the Xia family. Nine times out of ten, the so-called accident was caused by Song Junhan and the traitor in the company.

Xia Qingtian's eyes darkened, and he felt more and more that the last lesson was too cheap for him.

This time, Song Junhan must get out of the Xia family, and his reputation will be ruined!

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