"Principal Jiang is looking for me?" Teacher Huang was confused now. She could guess that Principal Zhang was looking for her before, but Principal Jiang has always been very aloof, so why would he suddenly look for her? Could it be that he was also trying to curry favor with her?

Her father, Director Huang. Teacher Huang thought about it carefully and overturned this possibility. After all, Principal Jiang is impeccable in terms of professionalism and prestige, and has published many articles in domestic and foreign medical journals.

Could it be that writing is also about yesterday?

"Well, the time should be coming soon," Principal Zhang said with a smile.

The words just fell silent.

The people came.

"Principal Zhang, long time no see"

Zhang Zhong raised his eyes and looked at the person outside the door.

He is about fifty years old with a strong body and a round face. He wears a shirt on the upper body and trousers on the lower body. His eyes are shining and he walks very confidently.

"Principal Jiang, sit down, please take a seat." Principal Zhang hurriedly greeted Jiang Youzhao and sat down.

"Principal Zhang, you should know the purpose of my coming here." Principal Jiang started talking as soon as he sat down.

"Well, I have invited Teacher Huang here. You can ask her about this." Principal Jiang is surprisingly difficult to deal with. He is almost sixty years old and still looks like an old naughty boy. Since Principal Zhang can't ask a question,

So, of course Principal Jiang wanted to ask, and he was happy to get it.

"Teacher Huang, can you introduce me to a doctor who treated those students yesterday?" Chief Jiang Jiang said to Teacher Huang straight to the point.

"Principal Jiang, the miracle doctor had something to say before asking me to guarantee in the name of my personality that his identity would not be revealed. This was also the condition of his treatment at that time." Teacher Huang wanted to strangle Zhang Zhong to death. It was all caused by this bad guy.

.She insisted on being low-key gorgeous and refused to admit her fault for doing things, which put her in a dilemma.

"Does the miracle doctor have some unspeakable addiction? In fact, I know that geniuses generally have weird tempers. I can understand this. As long as he can see me, I will consider any request." Principal Jiang did not

A good Hu You like Principal Zhang cannot be found in just a few words.

When Zhang Zhong heard this, his face turned red with shame. I bet the old man thought I looked very ugly and was sorry for the audience.

When I think about this husband who wants to find a miracle doctor, but the miracle doctor is sitting in front of him and he doesn’t know, I want to laugh. But he has to hold back at least because he doesn’t want to be too famous. People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. He understands this principle.

of.

"Haha, maybe so!" Teacher Huang said with a smile.

Now Zhang Zhong became angry. This fierce old woman is really hurting her.

"Teacher Huang, I hope to meet the miracle doctor. Please tell him that I want to become my teacher," Principal Jiang said seriously.

Ah! Zhang Zhong's face suddenly turned ashen. This old man must be too serious.

"What's wrong with you?" Principal Zhang was the first to notice something strange about Zhang Zhong. "Do you have a cold? Do we have a medical expert here? Do you want Principal Jiang to take a look at you?"

"No, I can't. Principal, I have something else to do and I want to go back first." Zhang Zhong stood up and said goodbye.

"Principal, I'm going home too." Teacher Huang also said goodbye.

"This young man is quite strange," Principal Jiang said, looking at Zhang De's back.

“Geniuses all have a temper.”

Zhang Zhong almost fell down as he walked outside the door.

As soon as Zhang Zhong left the school gate, he saw the silver Maserati. Huang Qiang said: "Come in quickly."

Zhang Zhong got into the car.

"Hey, here you go." Teacher Huang gave one of the gift boxes to Zhang Zhong.

Zhang Zhong opened it and saw that it was actually tea leaves. He suddenly looked bitter. I thought the old man, the principal, would stuff money in it? It turned out to be tea leaves."

"You little bastard, you really have never seen the world. This Dahongpao is the best quality among the Wuyi rock teas in China."

"So what, it can't be eaten as food."

"How about giving it to me?" Teacher Huang said with a fox-like smile.

"Give it to you, just give it to me, I don't like drinking it anyway." Zhang Chongli gave it to Teacher Huang.

"You have no regrets."

"Isn't it just tea? Laoshangou has plenty of it."

"How much does this tea cost more than 200,000 yuan per kilogram?"

"Oh my god" Zhang Zhong guessed that the principal would prepare a generous gift, but he didn't expect that he would prepare something worth hundreds of thousands. No wonder it was so small.

"And it's priceless. There's also a set of purple clay bowls here. It's also worth a lot of money. You can't buy it even with money. Otherwise, I wouldn't accept it."

"Then the debt I owe you will be wiped off," Zhang Chong said with a smile.

"What a beautiful thought, you gave this to me yourself." Teacher Huang is a typical example of getting an advantage and being obedient.

"Little guy, you are really high-profile," Huang Qiang said while driving.

"You're not jealous, are you?" Zhang Zhong said with a smile.

"I will be jealous, as jealous as a child with no hair." Huang Qiang suddenly accelerated, and the car rushed forward, throwing the vehicle in front of it far away.

"Slower"

"You can't control it," Huang Qiang laughed.

The Maserati turned sharply and drifted, and Zhang Zhong couldn't help but hug the woman's slender waist.

"Are you afraid?" Teacher Huang said with a smile.

"You're a madman!"

"Why, you bite me." Suddenly he found that his lip was really bitten by the guy. Teacher Huang shouted, "You are looking for death."

"You will be afraid too," Zhang Chong said with a smile.

Huang Qiang opened the car door, kicked Zhang Zhong out when he wasn't paying attention, and then started the engine and sped away. The Maserati left the community, reversed the car, walked around the school, and walked outside the city.

After walking in the suburbs for more than half an hour, we stopped in front of a villa by the sea.

The security guard saw the license plate number and let him go.

The Maserati drove through the yard and stopped in the garage.

Huang Qiang approached the room, and a nanny had already greeted her. She took the bag from her hand and said, "Miss is back. The old lady has been talking about it for a long time."

"Ma Li, is grandma okay?"

"Old lady, are you feeling well? Come in quickly, there are guests at home."

Huang Qiang took off her leather shoes downstairs and put on slippers and went up the stairs. In the kitchen on the second floor, she saw the old lady talking to a man in an apron: "A Ming, I haven't seen grandma for a long time!"

"I've been busy lately," the man replied while making dumplings.

"No matter how busy young people are, they should take care of their health." The old lady was very interested. "How are you getting along with Xiaoqiang?"

"It's still the same," the man sighed. He was in his mid-twenties, dressed in a smart Armani suit, and at a time when cream boys were popular, this masculine face attracted everyone's attention.

"You, you are too accommodating to her. This child has been spoiled by me. She is already twenty-four or five years old. Other people have two or three children. She is not yet settled. She doesn't want to think about her personal life.

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"Grandma, Xiaoqiang has her own ideas!" the man comforted.

"You just dote on her too much." The old lady chuckled. "I heard that the young man Li Luo has been chasing her so hard lately. You have to work harder."

"Haha." The man's hand in making dumplings stopped for a moment, and he sighed happily: "Li Luo, you are not even qualified to carry the second sister's shoes."

"You just know how to giggle." The old lady was particularly fond of this young man with an honest face. The young man often bought some fruits and came to her house to play with her and chat with her about home life. He didn't mind that the old man talked too much, so he sighed honestly: "

There are too few young people like you now.

"Grandma, you said bad things about me behind my back again," Huang Qiang said, hugging the old lady's arm.

"A Ming, stop being busy and talk to Xiao Qiang." The old lady said happily.
Chapter completed!