"So... since this is worth it, then ten million isn't too much at all, right?"
Facing Zhou Wang's smile, and looking at him who seemed brighter than the morning light, Jiang Qingkui was stunned, her heart pounding violently.
This time, it seemed like he really pulled it off...
Jiang Qingkui might have spaced out for a dozen seconds before suddenly snapping out of it. She didn't say anything more, avoided Zhou Wang's gaze, and silently turned to contact Xu Wenqian.
...
Jiang Qingkui went to contact Xu Wenqian to arrange the transfer, while the two academicians followed the principal to visit the school, and Zhou Wang glanced at the still jovial small conference room, losing any desire to stay.
Although there was still some time before the opening ceremony, Old Ji had already sent several messages, so it was time to meet his old high school classmates...
Oh, and the class teacher, Old Guo, whom he almost forgot.
