Chapter 27 Is your transcript a forgery?
Zhou Guangming and his wife ignored them, and Zhang Guihua shouted aggressively: "All the fools have gone to the same family. We checked the scores first before holding the entrance banquet. You don't even know whether Zhou Chen can pass the exam, yet you dare to hold the entrance banquet. This is not Is it obvious that this is a joke?"
Zhou Guanghua had a disdainful expression on his face.
Compare with me?
What are you comparing to me?
Except that his wife is more beautiful than his own wife, there is nothing else.
A son trained by a waste can only be a waste, how can he still leap over the dragon's gate?
"Boss Zhou, the banquet is about to begin, you two please go upstairs!"
The hotel lobby manager came over and said respectfully.
Zhou Guanghua picked up his tie and followed the manager upstairs with his hands behind his back.
About half an hour passed.
The outside of Juxian Building started to become lively.
Zhou Guangming warmly received the guests who came to have a drink.
"Village Chief, I really didn't expect you to come to our side!"
Zhou Guangming, with a glowing face, handed a cigarette to an old man over fifty years old.
He is Ma Fugui, the head of Xiangyang Village, Zhou Guangming's hometown.
"Guangming, what score did your son get in the exam?"
Ma Fugui took the cigarette from Zhou Guangming and asked casually.
"Zhou Chen just came out of school. I didn't ask how many points he got in the exam, but he said he was admitted to Jiangzhou University!"
Zhou Guangming took out a lighter and lit Ma Fugui's cigarette.
"Do you believe what he said?"
"This little brat won't lie to you, right?"
Ma Fugui lit a cigarette and took a puff.
Both inside and outside the words were distrust of Zhou Chen.
"Mr. Ma, you don't know how hard my son has worked in the last month. He gets up early and stays late every day to review..."
"Okay..." Ma Fugui interrupted Zhou Guangming, then took out twenty yuan from his pocket and handed it over: "Since you have sent the invitation, as the village chief, I will naturally give you this face. This is I will give it to you regardless of whether your son passes the exam or not!"
The smile on Zhou Guangming's face gradually solidified.
Although he had little education himself, he could still understand the meaning in Ma Fugui's words. Ma Fugui thought that he held this graduation banquet for the sake of face. The purpose is to cheat for money?
"Ma Fugui, take this money back. We don't want it!"
He Ying pushed away the money that Ma Fugui handed over.
"Yingzi, you don't have any skills, but your temper has grown a lot!"
Ma Fugui sneered, and then put the twenty yuan back into his pocket.
He Ying said coldly, "Who doesn't have a temper? We haven't made much money these years, but this bit of face can't be trampled on by just anyone!"
Ma Fugui still wanted to say something when several bicycles suddenly stopped by the side of the road. It was Zhou Chen and Chen Xiaolong, as well as several of Zhou Chen's high school classmates.
"Mom, Dad, what are you arguing about?"
Zhou Chen heard his mother's voice from a long way away. Seeing Ma Fugui, he roughly guessed something in his heart.
After parking his bicycle by the side of the road, Zhou Chen handed the file bag to his father: "Dad, this is my transcript!" Zhou Guangming stared blankly at the file bag handed over by his son, feeling inexplicably nervous. At this time, more of Zhou Chen's classmates arrived. Seeing this scene, Ma Fugui's eyelids twitched non-stop. Could it be that this kid really got admitted? Zhou Guangming took the file bag with trembling hands, carefully opened it, and then took out that thin transcript from inside. 645 points. Zhou Guangming widened his eyes and instantly forgot to breathe on his own. He Ying leaned over to take a look, and then was also shocked and opened her mouth wide. Seeing the expressions of the two, Ma Fugui's eyes rolled around. It seemed that Zhou Chen really got admitted. It's just that he didn't know how many points he got. "Good son, you've made a great achievement..."
He Ying hugged Zhou Chen into his arms with red eyes.
The tears couldn't stop falling.
645 points!
What does Zhou Qingqing's 575 points mean?
Zhou Chen smiled and patted his mother on the back: "Can you rest assured now?"
Zhou Guangming handed Zhou Chen's report card to Ma Fugui with a smile, and asked pretending to be confused: "Village chief, please help me take a look. Are my son's grades acceptable?"
Ma Fugui took the transcript and took a look at it.
When he saw the score of 645 points, his whole body trembled.
"645 points, this...is this too exaggerated?"
Ma Fugui stared at Zhou Chen in disbelief.
Zhou Qingqing's grades are so good every year, but she only scores 575 points.
Why can Zhou Chen take the 645 exam?
"Village Chief Ma... I'm just waiting for you to start the banquet!"
From the window on the third floor of the hotel opposite, Zhou Guanghua shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Hey, come here!"
Ma Fugui responded.
He Ying saw her mother's family coming and walked up to greet them radiantly.
Walk with your chest held high and your head raised.
Ma Fugui stared at Zhou Chen and questioned: "Zhou Chen, is your transcript a forgery?"
He never believed that Zhou Chen could get this score.
We can only guess that this transcript is fake.
Liu Siying came over at this time and said: "Old man, Zhou Chen's report card was issued by the teacher we watched. He did not falsify it!"
"Yes, we can testify!"
"That's right, stop spitting!"
"There are many people like this in our village. They just don't like others!"
"..."
Zhou Chen's classmates were talking a lot.
Ma Fugui's hand holding the transcript trembled, and he returned it to Zhou Guangming with a dry smile: "Guangming, I just said the wrong thing, don't take it to heart!"
After that, he took out a hundred-dollar bill from his other trouser pocket: "This is my share of the money!"
This hundred yuan was originally intended for Zhou Qingqing, but Zhou Chen was admitted to Jiangzhou University and had a bright future, so he had to build a good relationship as soon as possible.
"What did Brother Ma just say? Why don't I remember it?"
Zhou Guangming is not someone who cares about everything.
We are all in the same village, we don't see each other when we look up, but we are still the village chief, so it would not be good to break up with each other.
Ma Fugui laughed loudly, patted Zhou Chen on the shoulder and praised: "Good boy, I have long seen that you are not the best in the pool. You really did not disappoint me and gave us Xiangyang Village a face!"
Rural areas in this era are still very poor. If you want to get rid of poverty and become rich, you have to pin your hopes on those college students.
At this moment, Zhou Guangming's PHS rang.
He took out his cell phone and answered the call.
The other party claimed to be a reporter from Jiangzhou TV and wanted to interview his son.
Zhou Guangming only told the other party his address after Zhou Chen's consent.
On the third floor of the hotel opposite.
Fifteen round tables were packed.
Everyone was congratulating Zhou Guanghua.
Zhou Guanghua and his wife had smiles on their faces.
Zhou Qingqing looked even more arrogant.
After all, there is only one college student in Xiangyang Village.
"Why hasn't Lao Ma come here yet?"
"He went to the other side to follow the gang!"
"He is the only one who believes that Zhou Chen can pass the exam!"
"Hahaha, do you believe that Zhou Chen will be admitted to college? I would rather believe that a sow can climb a tree?"
"..."
The snobby villagers in Xiangyang Village whispered to each other.
Zhang Guihua took out a BlackBerry and checked the time, then reminded Zhou Guanghua: "Why hasn't Village Chief Ma come here?"
Zhou Guanghua also frowned slightly, and then said to Zhou Qingqing: "Qingqing, go over and call the village chief!"
He knew that Ma Fugui liked to show off.
But after all, he is the village chief, so he still has to give him the face he deserves.
"Well, okay!"
Zhou Qingqing nodded obediently and walked outside the hotel.