"You are eating me, wearing me, living with me, and you still want to take care of me? Who do you think you are? You are just a student, and you haven't made a dime, so what qualifications do you have to take care of your father's affairs!"
This sentence made Jiang Zhihao feel pain in his heart for a long time.
So when he was in his third year of high school, he secretly went to work part-time jobs, hoping to make some money through his own efforts and impress his father, thus giving up the plan of renewing his relationship.
But he failed. Making money was completely different from what he imagined, and the difficulty increased several levels.
I thought I was smart enough and could do better than those ordinary people, but when I actually entered the society, I realized that not only is seniority ranked here, but it is also full of intrigues.
Even if his father treats him badly, he will not take the initiative to trick him, but there are many scum outside who like to harm others.
After several losses, Jiang Zhihao finally gave up on this plan, but at the same time he also made a decision. From the time he entered college, he would never accept any help from his father again.
He must rely on his own strength to get ahead, and let his father understand that I can survive without you!
It’s just that in the few years after graduating from college, my job hit a wall, my investment failed, and all my ambitions were completely wiped out in reality.
He became obsessed with drinking and playing cards, relying on these to distract his attention, which led to the tragedy of Zhong Jiawei.
And now, Jiang Zhihao saw Zhou Muhe.
She also wanted to prove herself and was not willing to easily accept charity from others, even if it was just spiritual education.
A girl who wants to be strong, but lacks life experience and the beatings from society.
Jiang Zhihao stepped forward, and his actions made Zhou Muhe retreat again on alert.
However, there is already a wall behind, and there is no way to retreat.
When Jiang Zhihao came to her and stretched out his hand, Zhou Muhe was already ready to scream for help.
However, the next moment, Jiang Zhihao said: "Take out your mobile phone."
"I don't have a mobile phone..." Zhou Muhe replied. It's true. She may be the only girl in the class who doesn't have a personal mobile phone.
Jiang Zhihao was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "Do something for me. I will buy you a new mobile phone."
"Wha, what?" After Zhou Muhe asked this question, he immediately said more vigilantly: "I will never sell my body!"
While speaking, she deliberately covered her chest.
Jiang Zhihao smiled lightly and said: "I don't like little girls who are not yet adults. The things I ask you to do are difficult to do and easy to do. If you can get into the top five in the class in the basic test in a few days, even if
Mission accomplished. This may be difficult for you..."
"I, my academic performance is very good!" Zhou Muhe retorted instinctively.
No young person likes to be belittled.
This extremely crude method of provocation was very practical when used on Zhou Muhe.
"Really?" Jiang Zhihao smiled, took out his mobile phone, took out the main card, kept the secondary card, then handed it to her and said: "This is our token, if you can get to the top of the class,
Five, call me. Replace your old phone with a new one. If you can’t do it, I will pick it up myself. But at the same time, I will tell everyone that you are just a girl who can brag. "