Mu Qingyun and Teacher Jin were invited to sit down at the table. The old master personally accompanied them, poured coffee and tea for them, and brought several plates of snacks, setting the table full of them.

The old master was obviously very curious about Mu Qingyun, and he started to gossip as soon as he sat down.

"Our 'Rugui' account is not an ordinary member account. It was set up by the big boss when our firm was established. So far, a total of 536 accounts have been issued."

"Only for the first ten account numbers, everyone was warned when they received induction training. If the account owner has anything to ask for, he will do anything he wants."

"Our big boss is a profiteer. I can make him willing to do business at a loss. The more I think about it, the more curious I become. But in the past few years, I have only seen account changes, but not the true face of the Buddha. I wonder if my little classmate can satisfy my curiosity. This

Where did the account come from, and who is the owner?”

Mu Qingyun smiled and said: "I was given this account by someone else. I heard that your big boss won the bet. I cried so much that I had to give her this account."

Old Master: I believe you are a ghost!

Mu Qingyun: Haha.

She only knew that something like this suddenly appeared in her mind, as if it came from a previous life. She didn't know anything else, so what could she say?

The staff is incredibly efficient.

Jin Sijin felt that he was very ignorant for a moment. It turns out that there is still such a way to buy something that is not allowed to be sold outside.

He couldn't help but look at Mu Qingyun, then at the old master, and then at the staff around him who were pretending to be busy but peeping in this direction, and his mind was in turmoil for a moment.

He is not stupid, he has already seen that what others care about is Mu Qingyun's face.

Like the various spare parts they make for smart robots, if you want to buy ordinary parts, it's a buyer's market, and you can easily buy as much as you want.

But if you want to buy those top-notch ones, money is far from enough.

The output is low and the demand is high. If you want to buy it, you have to fight for money and do other things outside the market.

Jin Sijin clicked his tongue.

At first, he thought that Mr. Mu was an ordinary student who was lucky.

Because of his mother and grandmother, he knew about the recent changes in the heir of the Mu family. At the beginning, her mother was quite lamenting, saying that Mu Qingyun, an ordinary middle school student, was actually involved in such trouble. Some people are really not good people.

After Jin Sijin was rescued, he also studied the information of classmate Xia Mu.

Some people say she is the white glove launched by Trader Joe's.

Some people say that the Qiao family, the Lou family, and the Mu family are playing a game, and she is a pawn.

Anyway, no one paid much attention to her as a child, and Jin Sijin didn't see anything new from the information of just sixteen years. When we met today, he originally wanted to talk softly while eating.

A few words of advice to classmate Mu.

Tell her to stay away and not get involved in those evil and messy things.

Children at this age have a strong rebellious mentality, and you must be strategic when talking to them.

Does the Mu family have a lot of property? Of course it does. Who wouldn’t want such a big Mu family?

But those who want to fight should also be self-aware and see the situation clearly.

The other heir candidates have strong support behind them, either their own blood relatives of the Mu family or highly respected big figures in the circle. If a child like Mr. Mu gets involved, isn't that a sheep entering a tiger's mouth and asking for death?

Jin Sijin really had a good heart and wanted to teach her 'savior' a lesson, but before she could say anything, she was thinking about it on the tip of her tongue for a long time, and suddenly she didn't know what to say.

He hesitated without saying anything until he had gathered all the accessories, calculated the accounts, and got a 20% discount. However, he still emptied his wallet and finally left the Science and Technology Plaza and got in the car. He was too embarrassed to tell his advice.

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"Linshen Mall, still 20% off?"

"You're a good little goldfish. You're capable. Linshen has been around since before the disaster. I haven't seen it discounted in all these years."

"Their big boss has publicly said that he will never give discounts in his life. Who in the circle has not scolded them three hundred times a year for being 'stingy'!"

Jin Sijin listened to his elders in the family telling him a lot of information about how scary the shopping mall was, and suddenly he felt a golden light shine on Classmate Mu's face.

"It would be great if Mr. Mu could also join the Honor Team."

It's a pity that Mu Qingyun really can't distinguish his experience before participating in the technology competition.

The college entrance examination and competition are two very difficult paths. Taking the competition will inevitably affect the college entrance examination results.

"Why."

Until she went to Luya to teach, Jin Sijin still couldn't forget her.

Li Congcong, Zhao Yang and others from the Honor Team didn't mind hearing this, and even laughed at him in private, saying that Teacher Jin was obviously greedy for other people's resources, so he thought too well.

But there is one exception.

Gao Xiaowei was very unhappy.

He had no grievances with Mu Qingyun, he just felt grievances for Aizhen. He hated and hated her when he heard her name. After the training, he went from hope to disappointment for the first time because of Mu Qingyun. From then on, when he heard her name

, it seemed as if a fierce fire was burning in my heart, I couldn't eat or sleep, and I couldn't sleep well.

Now he finally found a shortcut, but he hasn't taken it yet, but this person has something to do with it.

He couldn't help but hate it.

Luya Training School is still as usual, brightly lit and bustling with people from morning to night.

Gao Xiaowei's eyes flashed, staring at the message sent by Lu Ya's specially appointed teacher Hong on his mobile phone. Dark mist filled the depths of his eyes as he typed word after word on the screen: "Yes, this notebook is from when I usually study historical materials.

It was written casually. If Teacher Hong wants to use it, I will pass it on to you."

Rows of dense words suddenly flashed across the WeChat interface.

"That's great, classmate Xiao Gao, you are doing quite amazing research. My teacher, Professor Qiao Wen Shuqiao, also said that this article is very well written."

"Don't go to that science and technology competition. In our history group, let alone qualifying for the province, maybe you can enter the national team this year."

Gao Xiaowei trembled, gritted his teeth, hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and typed the words 'Slightly, upload immediately'.

He lowered his head, tore off the cover of the notebook in his hand, looked at the signature of 'Mu Qingyun' on it, tore it into pieces bit by bit, threw it into the water glass, and drank it in one gulp.

"Xiao Gao, why are you eating paper?"

Gao Xiaowei suddenly stuffed the notebook back into his bag, lowered his head and left in a hurry without looking back at Li Congcong's words.

Li Congcong frowned: "Weird."

It took several days for Mu Qingyun to realize that his notebook was missing a volume.

She has written more than a dozen notebooks like this, and she would only flip through the old notebooks and make notes occasionally when she thought of inserting a few sentences.

"It seems that I lost my schoolbag when I threw it away at the Science and Technology Plaza?"

She happened to be carrying that volume with her that day. In order to find Xiao Taozi, she threw several books in her schoolbag on the ground in a hurry. When she picked them up later, she probably left a notebook behind.

"Hey, that's a pity."

However, Mu Qingyun just took a break from studying and felt a little regretful.

A sign indicating the countdown to the college entrance examination has been hung on the wall of her study room.

Countdown to 581 days.
Chapter completed!