To be honest, the papers Xie Qian gave were more difficult than the school papers, and Wen Ying was really a little scared.
However, thinking that Xie Qian was the first to notify her and gave her time to prepare, while Li Mengjiao and Wang Shuang might not know yet, Wen Ying managed to regain some sense of superiority: it seemed that she couldn't make up for it.
"Okay, isn't it just a mock test? It's just a test of my recent learning progress."
Wen Ying's voice was quite confident. Xie Qian could probably guess what she was thinking. He must have felt that she was not the last among the three.
Xie Qian didn't expose Wen Ying either. Whether he was at the bottom or not, he would only know after the exam.
Now Chen Ru and Wen Dongrong have decided to register for the postgraduate entrance examination in July, and their house needs to be renovated. The couple are too busy to take care of Wen Ying, who is very free.
The matter between Xie Jinghu and Song Foxiang has nothing to do with Wen Ying. She concentrated on writing and reading at home all weekend.
When Chen Ru and his wife went home, Wen Dongrong looked at his watch. It was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and the lights in Wen Ying's room were still on.
"She has been studying very hard recently?"
This was meant for Chen Ru. Chen Ru said lightly: "She knows in her heart whether she is really serious or fake."
Since she is so capable of making her own decisions and not letting her meddle in things, why should she be annoying to others!
Chen Ru washed her face and went back to her room.
Wen Dongrong had a headache: This anger is too great!
They have been in a cold war for so long, and there is no tendency for mother and daughter to reconcile.
Chen Ru has a tough personality, and Wen Ying is not soft-spoken either. He is the only one who is the head of the family and feels uncomfortable with both sides.
Wen Dongrong thought for a while, then gently knocked on Wen Ying's door. Wen Ying opened the door, and the father and daughter stared at each other.
When Wen Dongrong saw the books spread out on the desk and the laptop screen was on, he wasn't sure whether Wen Ying was studying or doing something else, so he frowned:
"The final exam is coming soon, do you have to calm down?"
The air pressure at home was so low that Wen Dongrong wanted to change it.
Wen Ying didn't want to live according to Chen Ru's rules, so she had to show some achievements to Chen Ru.
All said and done, academic performance is the most convincing in front of Chen Ru.
"My goal this semester is to rank in the top 300 in my grade."
Top 300 in grade?
Wen Dongrong silently calculated the admission rate of key provincial schools and Wen Ying's grade ranking when she entered the school. Wen Dongrong had only heard other people bragging about the students who were said to improve by hundreds a year but had never really seen it.
He himself had also passed the college entrance examination and knew how difficult it was to study. If Wen Ying could really get into the top 300 in her grade by the end of the semester, she would have improved by more than 300 places compared to when she first entered high school.
Although there are liberal arts and science subjects in between, a small number of students at the top went to liberal arts, and the speed of progress should not be underestimated.
Thinking about it this way, Wen Ying's grades have actually improved very quickly, far exceeding Wen Dongrong's initial expectations - at first he only thought that Wen Ying could pass the provincial key entrance examination, but later Wen Kai passed the first-tier college entrance examination.
He also thought that Wen Ying could not be worse than Wen Kai. Later, he discovered that Wen Ying had a chance to enter a prestigious school, and unconsciously raised his expectations.
Wen Dongrong said nothing.
"As long as you know what you're doing, it's one thing to think about it and another thing to do it."
If he really gets into the top 300 in his grade, Wen Dongrong can help intercede in front of Chen Ru.
Wen Ying didn't say anything.
Even if she doesn't have confidence in herself, she should have confidence in Xie Qian.
Xie Qian set a goal for her and helped her formulate an improvement plan. She couldn't achieve the goal even if she followed the plan, which shows that her learning ability is really poor!
…
While Wen Ying was silently preparing for the weekend test, Zhao Dong was expressing his loyalty to Xie Jinghu.
Zhao Dong reviewed himself and said that it was because of his negligence that Song Foxiang had the opportunity to contact Zou Weijun, which triggered a series of funeral events, caused Mr. Xie to be injured, and suffered financial losses.
Zhao Dong said he was willing to pay the one million.
"No, I can pay the money."
Xie Jinghu rejected Zhao Dong's courtesy.
Zhao Dong did not feel relaxed.
If Xie Jinghu doesn't want him to be attentive, does that mean he has to completely give up on investing in his project?
While Zhao Dong was feeling anxious, Xie Jinghu suddenly smiled with unknown meaning: "Brother Zhao, please take some time to go to the capital. I will introduce you to some friends."
Zhao Dong was a little confused.
——Is Mr. Xie beaten stupid by Song Foxiang?
Listening to this, it meant that he was finally going to pull the strings and invest for him... But why now, Zhao Dong himself couldn't figure it out. But naturally he would not miss such an opportunity, and immediately climbed up the pole, and
Xie Jinghu decided on the time to go to the capital.
Xie Jinghu no longer wanted to hide his inner preferences.
"I have only one condition. No matter what method you use, you must do what I say. You may encounter resistance, but since you accepted my help, you must repay me with sincerity."
Taking advantage of him, as if he was standing on the shore watching the excitement, ready to withdraw at any time?
How can it be!
Zhao Dong knew that the "conditions" mentioned by Xie Jinghu were the highlight, so he couldn't help but listen carefully.
Xie Jinghu smiled: "If the bid for your amusement park project is successful, my son will hold 10% of the shares."
Give Xie Qian 10% of the amusement park shares?
impossible.
Zhao Dong suddenly realized that the son Xie Jinghu was talking about was not Xie Qian, but the one from abroad!
"Mr. Xie, this, this..."
Isn't this just to force him to take sides?
The rest of the Xie family obviously sided with Xie Qian. On the surface, Xie Jinghu could not give his foreign illegitimate child shares in the Kumho Group, but privately he used this method to increase his leverage.
The Xie family will definitely tear him apart.
Zhao Dong felt unprecedented pressure.
He wanted to cling to Xie Jinghu and gain benefits from Xie Jinghu, but he also didn't want to offend the rest of the Xie family.
"Why, can't it be done?"
Xie Jinghu obviously didn't want to give Zhao Dong too much time to think, and wanted an answer now.
Under the premise that Zhao Dong failed to do things well and disappointed Xie Jinghu time and time again, if Zhao Dong refused, Xie Jinghu's line would probably be completely severed.
Zhao Dong really needs Xie Jinghu's help. Whether in terms of funds or connections, Xie Jinghu is already the best choice Zhao Dong has at the moment. If he abandons Xie Jinghu and pursues other connections, Zhao Dong doesn't have enough time!
"Okay, I promise Mr. Xie that as long as the project can successfully bid, Mr. Xie... Zhuo will own 10% of the shares."
That is Xie Jinghu's eldest son, but his surname cannot be Xie. No wonder Xie Jinghu feels aggrieved.
Zhao Dong put himself in Xie Jinghu's shoes and thought about it, and found that he could understand Xie Jinghu's thoughts.
The more the Xie family tries to suppress Xie Jinghu and force Xie Jinghu, the greater Xie Jinghu's backlash becomes.
Xie Jinghu's gloomy mood in the past two days was instantly wiped away, and he showed a sincere smile, "Brother Zhao, you are so cool! Don't worry, I won't let you suffer in vain. I don't just ask you to ask for 10% of the shares. How much is it worth?"
I will compensate you in a way you can accept."
"Thank you, Mr., for being so polite."
When he said it was compensation, Zhao Dong only believed half of it.
Even if he really paid to buy 10% of the shares, it would definitely be much lower than the market price, otherwise Xie Jinghu would feel that he had suffered a big loss.
Assistant Qi was listening beside him, not daring to breathe, his face wrinkled like a bitter gourd: Mr. Xie, please wake up, your son abroad is not named Xie, Mr. Xie is your legitimate son.
Mr. Xie was afraid that he would really be mad.
Just because Mr. Xie agreed to compensate Mr. Xie 1 million to Song Fo Township, Mr. Xie had to give such a large sum of money to the illegitimate child abroad.
