As a student, you should go to school.

Do what you want and love what you want.

She is a dedicated and good person.

So she came to school - mainly because the school is much less likely to lose money than wandering outside.

The King of Kings will not expose the Chu Zheng.

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Shengfeng Middle School is a private school.

The outside world calls it aristocratic school.

But this is still far from the real aristocratic school, but it is true that there are many rich people in it.

The original owner's grades should have gone to public schools.

But the stepfather felt that this was incompatible with his identity, and he forced the original owner to study Shengfeng Middle School regardless of his wishes.

So in this school where rich second generations are catching a lot, the original owner has no friends.

The only one is Jiang Jin.

Cars outside the school cannot enter the school, and the car can only be parked at the school gate.

"Boss, when will I come to pick you up?" the driver poked his head and asked.

"I will tell you in advance when I use the car."

"...What do I do when you don't use a car?"

"casual."

The driver watched Chu Zheng enter the school without hesitation.

Chu Zheng was two late for classes, but Jiang Jin asked her for leave, but the teacher didn't say anything and asked her to sit down quickly.

"You're here."

Jiang Jin was her deskmate, and as soon as she sat down, she came over.

"What did you do?"

"It's a long story." You may not believe it when you say it, so I went to change the core.

Jiang Jin looked at her eyes suspiciously, lowered her voice and asked, "Where is your schoolbag?"

"Don't lose it." Chu Zheng was not sure. The original owner seemed to have taken it home. When he was kicked out, he didn't know if she was thrown out and didn't pick it up.

But it doesn't matter.

But Jiang Jin wiped out her luck in the next second.

"Have you finished writing last week's composition? I'll hand it over this morning."

composition!

Need to hand over!

Is it still time for me to skip classes now?

"You won't lose it too, are you?"

Chu Zheng looked at Jiang Jin with a tight face and embarrassed and polite attitude. The meaning she expressed was very obvious: she was lost.

Jiang Jin thought Chu Zheng was weird.

Whether it is words or expressions, it is a bit strange.

But at this time, Jiang Jin was under great risk when chatting against the wind and didn't think about it: "You write quickly, and there is still one class to write well."

Chu Zheng was lucky: "Must have to hand over?"

Jiang Jin gave her a sure look and a sure look.

"If you don't hand over Lao Qiu, you won't let you go. You didn't write it? What did you do on the weekend? I think you are weird..."

"Jiang Jin, come up and write this question."

The math teacher on the podium found that Jiang Jin was wandering and called her up.

Jiang Jin stuck out his tongue and went up to solve the problem with the attention of the whole class.

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After class, Jiang Jin didn't care about Chu Zheng and ran to the toilet first.

When she came back, Chu Zheng had already done the composition and sat in her seat and played with her mobile phone.

"You haven't made up for it yet?" Jiang Jin looked amazing: "Aren't you most afraid of Lao Qiu?"

"Now I'm not afraid."

Lao Qiu is their class teacher and teaches Chinese.

He is a rigid and harsh person. Although many of them are children of rich families, Lao Qiu is here, and these children are not very bold.

Homework is also the most well-teached subject.

When the Chinese class representative was still finishing homework in the last class, Jiang Jin realized which class she was so calm and composed.

She actually asked someone to write on her behalf.

"When did you get so good with Xu Qingzi?" I can write an essay for you! Her friend used to be the only one, but now she actually has other friends!!

“Unfamiliar.”

"Why would she help you write an essay if she is not familiar with her?"

“…have money.”

"Xu Qingzi's second-generation rich man, can she be short of money?" Jiang Jin rolled her eyes: "Do you have any shameful deals?"

Chu Zheng: "..."

Really rich.

The rich second generation is just a second generation.

Economic power is controlled by the rich generation, and the money that can be controlled is still worth it.

The original owner heard Xu Qingzi call her family in the toilet and wanted to buy a new necklace. It was probably because her family said that she was still studying, and such a luxury product was too expensive, so she had a big fight with her family about this.

"Yao Chuzheng, you'd better not lie to me."

Xu Qingzi passed by Chu Zheng, and her beautiful face was a bit fierce, as if Chu Zheng would lie to her and she would hit her.

Xu Qingzi didn't know how she believed her.

I've heard of her life experience for a long time, how could she have that much money...

But strangely, she just believed it...

It's really a ghost.

Xu Qingzi suspected that she was disconnected at that time.

"Um."

Chu Zheng's eyes didn't even look off and responded casually.

Xu Qingzi wanted to say something, but when he saw Chu Zheng like this, he snorted and returned to his position.

"No, what's going on with you?"

"Normal transaction." Chu Zheng replied calmly.

Jiang Jin felt that he could not keep up with Chu Zheng's thinking.

Chu Zheng sent a text message to the driver to buy things, and it was delivered to her at noon.

Chu Zheng gave the thing to Xu Qingzi.

"You bought it? So fast?" Xu Qingzi was stunned. She took the box with fine packaging and opened it. It turned out to be the necklace she was thinking about.

All domestically out of stock.

How did she buy it?

It was still in such a short time...

"It's not fake, right?" Xu Qingzi suddenly asked.

"There should be an invoice in the box." Chu Zheng was not angry at the question, but just said calmly.

Xu Qingzi flipped through it and found the invoice.

“…”

Xu Qingzi suddenly felt that this thing was a bit hot.

Yao Chuzheng is not a rich second generation. Her mother is just a burden to marry into a wealthy family.
To be continued...