Capitalist Father

Lao Han was called by his wife to help in the kitchen, leaving behind a dumbfounded group of people who were bombed.

The newly-baked principal's son, Li Ge, tried to reach out to enjoy the fruit but was slapped away by Han Jiaojiao.

"What are you doing?" Li Ge covered his hand with grievance and distress.

"When did your father become the principal?" Han Jiaojiao felt that she had been deceived.

Li Ge adjusted his round glasses and stated seriously, "My dad has always been the principal."

Zhao Qian, who had been hurt twice, was eating oranges and asked the question in Han Jiaojiao's heart: "Why didn't you tell us that the principal is your father?"

Li Ge felt wronged: "You didn't ask me. It's impossible to suddenly announce that the principal is my father."

Li Ge's mood at this moment strangely coincides with Han Jiaojiao's mood from a few days ago.

"Besides, if my dad wasn't the principal, how would I know so much gossip about the school?" Li Ge felt that everyone was too slow, "I saw Jiang Wei's transfer report in the principal's office and I got Zhi Ying's results from the competition from the teachers I know."

"..." Everyone looked at Li Ge speechlessly, and actually felt that what he said was quite reasonable. In retrospect, he had no special relationship, so how could Li Ge know so much?

Poor Zhao Qian grades were not as good as everyone here, and he even lost in the competition for parent status.

Zhao Qian observed Zhi Ying: "Your dad isn't the mayor, right?"

"No, my dad sells supper," Zhi Ying said, shaking her head in denial.

Zhao Qian recalled for a while and did find that Zhi Ying usually had no hobbies except for doing math problems, and she only had two pairs of shoes.

Han Jiajiao on the side was a little suspicious. "Yi Yi, didn't your family buy a house on Lugu Mountain?" A supper seller doesn't seem to be able to earn that much money.

"Lugu Mountain!?" Li Ge exclaimed, "Which location, the hotel on the south side, costs a lot of money for just one night!"

Lugu Mountain had four directions: south, east, north, and west. The north side was mostly where tourists came and went. The west side was currently under construction, and the government had begun to develop and expand the west side. In the southeast, they were all villas, and many foreigners came here to buy villas for retirement at high prices. A few were used as upscale hotels, and the price for one night was very high.

"My family lives in the south." Zhi Ying said honestly.

"…Your family sold supper on Lugu Mountain?" Zhao Qian's small innocent heart was hurt by deception.

"That's right, I want to go there to make money by just selling supper." Li Ge added next to him and he was quite happy to have the attention diverted to Zhi Ying.

Zhi Ying didn't hide anything on purpose, and directly said, "My family opened a Hot Spot restaurant."

"The one in the city?" Han Jiaojiao continued asking.

Zhao Qian spread out his fingers and figured it out: "Do you earn that much money by running a restaurant?"

Hot Spot Restaurant was a national chain of western restaurants. It had been running for many years. It could be said to be a very authentic western restaurant. At night, many couples or business workers loved to order food there. Basically, it didn't close until two or three in the morning, and what Zhi Ying said about selling supper wasn't wrong.

It was just that Quan City was not a first-tier city, and the cost of Hot Spot restaurants was too high. Ordinary people don't visit the restaurant often.

Li Ge went with his mother twice, and the seats were never full.

Zhi Ying nodded. "Well, the one in the city is also ours."

"Also?" Zhao Qian keenly felt that the subtle word was different: "Could it be that your family owns other restaurants?"

Zhi Ying nodded. "All the Hot Pot restaurants are owned by our family."

"…Excuse me." Zhao Qian looked at the three people and felt deeply betrayed.

During this meal, Zhao Qian ate very fiercely. He was very sad and angry. It could be said that everyone was ordinary people, but overnight her father was the headteacher, his father was the principal, and there was also a capitalist father.

Before leaving, Han Jiaojiao patted Zhao Qian on the shoulder and said, "My friend, don't take it too seriously, look at the bright side of it, and just let it go."

In the past week of excitement about the sports meeting, all the students have returned to their usual state of studying hard on the surface and doing little tricks behind their backs.

Zhi Ying once sent a text message to ask Jiang Wei how much the cup of brown sugar ginger tea was, but Jiang Wei only replied that he did not need to be repaid.

Zhi Ying had been taught by her parents not to take advantage of others since she was a child. There must be give and take in interpersonal relationships. Jiang Wei's actions made her feel very difficult.

Zhi Ying walked out of the cafeteria, stood at the door, and looked at the milk tea shop opposite. After thinking carefully, she finally ran into the shop and asked the boss if she still had a cup of brown sugar ginger tea.

The female boss was still impressed by Zhi Ying and said, with a smile, "I'll go look for it."

After searching for it for a long time, the female boss found that she had finished drinking it: "I'm sorry, little classmate, the brown sugar ginger tea is gone."

Zhi Ying was a little regretful, but she didn't give up. She looked at the sign in the store for a while and asked, "Is there anything good to drink?"

The female boss thought that Zhi Ying was still in her menstrual period, and pointed to the sign above and recommended: "How about oat milk? It is delicious."

"Please make me a cup, owner. Thank you."

In the end, Zhi Ying carried the oat milk to Class One, feeling very proud on the way.

She felt like she knew a little more about the world.

At the beginning of Zhi Ying's world, there was only mathematics, and she didn't care about anything in the outside world. And her parents were also sure that Zhi Ying would know nothing about the world in the future. Thus, they always taught her to interact with people, learn to communicate, and pay special attention to her self-care ability.

Zhi Ying had always listened to her parents a lot since she was a child, and worked hard to take a little bit of herself out of the world of mathematics to pay attention to the outside world. Take the time to make friends and deal with the world.

For example, making friends with Han Jiaojiao and the others or buying oat milk today to pay back the favor of classmate Jiang Wei.

This time Zhi Ying's actions didn't cause too much turbulence because she bumped into Jiang Wei, who had come out to take a breather in the hallways earlier. The two talked for less than a minute, and by that time, the milk tea had been transferred from Zhi Ying's hand to Jiang Wei's.

Of course, the rumors of the two big freshmen studying gods challenging one another in the hallway, spreading throughout the entire grade, were another matter.

Jiang Wei brought the sweet and greasy oat milk tea into the classroom. Only Yu Qingyin noticed the extra cup of milk tea.

Yu Qingyin secretly kept it in her mind, thinking that it was Jiang Wei's favorite, and her tone was also a lot lighter and softer when speaking to other girls.