True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Class 19 is recognized as a waste class, not to mention the elite class and the international class, even the ordinary class looks down upon it.

Zhong Zhiwan knew that Xiu Yu was just a bad girl who wandered around in nightclubs and racing tracks, but she knew that Jiang Ran was not simple.

This is also what she heard Mr. Zhong say by chance—

Jiang Ran is related to a big family in the imperial capital.

Even if it is not at the level of the Mu family, it is not something that the four giants in Shanghai can offend.

And now, Ying Zijin beat Jiang Ran, what are the consequences, still need to think?

Zhong Zhiwan wrapped her fingers around the earphone cord: "Aunt, at noon, I saw Jiang Ran leaving the school on a motorcycle, don't go back..."

"Auntie knows." Zhong Manhua restrained his anger, "I'm really bothering you, late."

"It should be, Auntie." Zhong Zhiwan said, "Grandpa asked me to take care of my cousin in school. I can't ignore his old man's wishes."

He said inadvertently: "But aunt, I think it's better not to let grandpa know about this matter. The family affairs are enough to bother grandpa."

Zhong Manhua also meant the same thing: "You are still sensible, late night, you can study with peace of mind, and aunt will solve it."

She hung up the phone, her chest heaving violently, and she was very angry.

It was only a few days after school started, and Ying Zijin caused her a lot of trouble.

It’s okay to change classes on your own initiative, but now you’re hitting someone again?

Is it still Jiang Ran?

The housekeeper also heard it and was surprised: "Madam, is Jiang Ran the imperial capital..."

"That's right." Zhong Manhua was annoyed to death, "The Imperial City deliberately concealed his identity, and even I only know that he took his mother's surname."

Jiang Ran's mother was from the Jiang family in Shanghai.

After all, Jiang Ran still needs to call Jiang Moyuan uncle.

The housekeeper considered: "Madam, the second lady beat up the young master Jiang Ran. If you don't mention the imperial capital, the Jiang family will not give up."

If it can't be handled properly, the Ying family's shares will inevitably be turbulent for a while, and the loss will be hundreds of millions.

"I knew that I would always clean up the mess for her." Zhong Manhua sneered, "You go to write a check first, and I'll take her to Jiang's house to apologize."

The housekeeper understood: "How much does Mrs. think fit?"

"Five million, and take the piece of jade that Master bought at the auction a few days ago."

When Zhong Manhua thought that she would spend so much material and material resources to apologize to the Jiang family on behalf of Ying Zijin, the guilt that finally rose in his heart disappeared.

The butler nodded and went down to prepare.

**

the other side.

Xiu Yu was still happily teaching Ying Zijin about makeup, sitting on the table with Erlang's legs crossed: "I'll recommend some civilian cosmetics for you."

Ying Zijin listened quite seriously, and took a small notebook to take notes.

Halfway through speaking, Xiu Yu suddenly stopped: "You don't have to touch this before, right?"

Ying Zijin hummed.

Xiu Yu, who has always lived a life of brocade clothes and jade food, is not feeling well, and only thinks that the beautiful girl is really miserable.

"It's okay, I'll cover you in the future." She took the girl's shoulders and said generously, "You just called me Xiu Yu's name in school, and no one would dare to bully you."

Ying Zijin was startled.

After a long while, she closed her eyes and chuckled: "Your words remind me of someone."

Xiu Yu was curious: "Who is it?"

"My best friend." Ying Zijin said lightly, "She also said such things."

"Oh." Xiu Yu didn't ask much, "Have you practiced your skills?"

Ying Zijin bit open a bag of yogurt: "That's it."

She had also been in China for a while, when ancient martial arts were just emerging.

She seemed to remember that she had received several apprentices.

Because the physical functions have been developed to the limit of human beings, the lifespan of ancient warriors is longer than that of ordinary people.

"That's great!" Xiu Yu was very happy, "Then we will learn from each other another day."

Ying Zijin paused.

She was actually quite afraid that she couldn't hold back her strength and would maim people.

"Father Ying!" At this moment, a younger brother hurried in, "Father Ying, the Director of Moral Education asked you to come to the office."

Ying Zijin finished drinking the yogurt and got up: "Thank you, I see."

The younger brother was overwhelmed, he scratched his head and smiled: "Daddy Ying, don't be polite, if you enter the door of Class 19, that's your family."

"Director of Moral Education?" Xiu Yu frowned, "Don't go, the principal of Class 19 can't control it anyway."

"Go and have a look." Ying Zijin didn't care, "It saves more and more trouble."

"Yes." Xiu Yu also stood up, "I'll go with you to see, but what the hell is Father Ying?"

The last sentence is to ask the younger brother.

"Sister Yu, you don't understand this." The younger brother said, "You and Brother Ran have already retired to the second generation. Ying father is the first generation, so naturally he is the father."

Xiu Yu, who couldn't find any words to refute: "..."

She kicked up and scolded with a smile: "Get out of here and see if your brother Ran can still get up."

**

Moral Education Office.

"Mrs. Ying, I've already asked the students to call." The director of moral education said, "I'll come over in a while, you can do it first and have a cup of tea."

"No need." Zhong Manhua was not in the mood for leisure. "Wan Wan, has Jiang Ran not gone back to school yet?"

"Auntie don't have to worry so much." Zhong Zhiwan smiled lightly, "Jiang Ran has never been very disciplined, and usually runs out."

Zhong Manhua pursed his lips, becoming more irritable.

How could she not be worried.

What if the Jiang family doesn't accept the apology?

After waiting for a full fifteen minutes, the door was pushed open.

The girl wears a neat school uniform with a high ponytail.

The moral education director is very satisfied with this good student's dress: "Student Ying Zijin, your parents are here and have something to tell you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Manhua stood up with a cold face.