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Early in the morning on June 25th, the head teacher called Yun Yan and Fang Zheng each.
"To fill in the volunteers today, Yunyan, the school's computer system is relatively secure, why don't you come here to fill in the volunteers?"
Teachers in some schools will ask for the account and password of students with good grades, and fill in the volunteers for the students themselves.
However, in recent years, student account passwords have been leaked endlessly. In case the account passwords are known by jealous and resentful classmates, they will tamper with their wishes.
This will make big news.
No. 1 Middle School has always been very user-friendly, and there has never been a precedent for requiring senior account passwords.
But inevitably, the teacher will call the students with high grades and ask everyone to come to the school to fill in the application form.
Next to it is a teacher from Qingbei who is responsible for answering questions about how to choose a major.
Submit directly after filling out.
After all, No. 1 Middle School is one of the student bases in northern Qing Dynasty. Every year, teachers come to take charge, which has become a 'custom'.
Fang Zheng had to continue to follow up on the company's projects, and he couldn't find time in the morning.
Yunyan sat at the dining table to eat, Fang Zheng had already finished his portion quickly.
He poured a glass of milk for Yunyan and said, "Nan, I will send you the account number and password on WeChat, and I will go to school to fill in the volunteers for my brother in a while."
When Fang Zheng had just released his grades, he had already discussed professional matters with teachers from Tsinghua University.
After all, not only did he have high grades, he was ranked 50th in the province, and he also had 40 extra points... This bonus directly reached 740.
Equivalent to professional choice.
Therefore, you only need to apply for the majors that you are interested in, and don't worry about not being able to record.
Yunyan nodded, "The task that Dad has arranged for you is too heavy, and it has been in a row for more than ten days."
Saturday and Sunday have become a luxury for Fang Zheng now.
Don't give him a chance to rest at all.
"Recently, during the company's mid-year inspection, overtime is the norm for everyone. When the salary is paid this month, I will use the money I earn to buy gifts for my daughter."
To grow up quickly, a person cannot be said in two sentences.
The sweat and hard work paid during this period are immeasurable.
Yunyan also quickly finished her bread, she raised her head slightly and looked at Fang Zheng while drinking milk.
"I'm going out with you."
Fang Zheng was wearing an ordinary white shirt, and his hair was cut short, revealing the beautiful eyes and forehead of a young man.
The playfulness of the 'eldest young master' in his eyes dissipated a little, and he brought a little more sharpness and calmness of the 'adult'.
Seeing Yunyan say this, he raised his eyebrows, and the calmness in his eyes completely disappeared.
It was still the familiar Brother Zheng, his tone was casual and sloppy, "Okay, drink slowly, don't be in a hurry."
Yun Yan drank half a cup, took a breath, then poured the rest into his stomach, wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, and jumped off the stool.
"Walk."
Yunyan knew that Fang Zheng's subsidiary company was in the west of the city.
She changed her shoes at the entrance and said, "Brother, throw me at the tech station for a while, and I'll take the subway to school."
Don't delay your brother's work.
Fang Zheng picked out a tie and knotted it skillfully.
When Yunyan changed his shoes, he saw his thumb and index finger pinching the bow tie and pushing it up to the collar of his shirt.
If it wasn't for the slack in his brows and eyes, he would really make Yun Yan feel a little unfamiliar.
However, this is also the only path that everyone must go through in the process of growing up.
Instead of just following the crowd in a chaotic wayโgoing to high school, going to college, and not listening to anything outside the window, long live after a low score, and unemployment when you graduate.
It is better to plan early and become the master of your own destiny.
In this case, I dare not say that I am a successful person after graduation, at least I can lead other students for several years after graduation.
"Well." Fang Zheng's lips curled up, "Even which way I go?"
Yunyan was particularly frank, "Well, Qiuqiu, Nan Ge and Lin Lin said they would wait for me there and let's go to school together."
Fang Zheng, who was touched by himself, said, "..."
This sentence reminded Fang Zheng of the piles of gifts that Yunyan brought back from the seminar during the Chinese New Year, so he angrily rubbed Yunyan's head.
Yunyan: "?"
Yunyan thought that her brother would give him the 19th birthday present that his father gave him - cayenne (Cayenne).
After all, her brother, like other boys, treats the car as his second wife.
Who knew that my brother bypassed the car and stopped in front of a very low-key Chevrolet behind.
Fang Zheng explained, "Dad won't let me reveal my identity in the subsidiary, it's too ostentatious to drive the car in front."
As a newcomer in the department, he drove the Cayenne directly, which was equivalent to loudly declaring 'I am a rich second generation'.
Fang Zheng said, "Since you are determined to hone your skills, you have to do a full set of acting."
Luxury cars, drivers, etc. will stay away from Fang Zheng for the time being.
"Brother is so hard." Yunyan said sincerely.
After a pause, she asked, "Are you busy at noon? I'll bring you food."
Fang Zheng started the car and agreed, "Then I will have a good time."
As he spoke, he told Yunyan about his noon break, "If I miss this time, I'll buy something to eat by myself."
Otherwise work will pile up.
Yunyan nodded, "I won't miss it."
Fang Zheng drove the car out of the community, leaving the new security guard behind to look at life with doubts - in their community, there are still people who drive a car of over 100,000 yuan?
On the way, Yunyan asked about overtime again.
She has never seen the actual situation of the company's white-collar workers, and she can't imagine the situation that Fang Zheng occasionally revealed.