Zhao Yuanjing mostly ignores unfamiliar numbers.

Now he is a little bit famous, and there are quite a lot of people who know his number.

However, this number was very patient and was called for three consecutive days.

When evening self-study began, the cell phone rang again, and Zhao Yuanjing answered the phone.

A refreshing and bright voice came from the opposite side: "Is it Zhao Xiaojing?"

"Are you Ji Yuting?"

Zhao Yuanjing has the ability to remember everything he has seen, and likewise, he can remember all the sounds he has heard.

As soon as the other party spoke, he immediately recognized it.

Ji Yuting smiled and said, "You have a good memory. But why haven't you answered the phone?"

"Oh, I usually don't answer calls from strangers."

"That's right. My father is discharged from the hospital and wants to invite you to visit your home."

"Has the old man been cured?"

"No, but the injury has stabilized. After all, the conditions in the hospital are not very good. We decided to take it home to recuperate." Ji Yuting said with a smile, "The old man is in good spirits now and has been talking about seeing you again. Thank you. Are you willing to enjoy the glory?"

Zhao Yuanjing thought for a while and asked, "Is Ji Tangtang here too?"

The other party was obviously stunned, but quickly laughed and said, "Of course, Tangtang is his father's favorite granddaughter and has always lived with his father. So if you come, you will see Tangtang too."

“When?”

"If you're convenient, I'll send a car to pick you up now?"

"good."

Zhao Yuanjing put down his cell phone and saw his class teacher Kong Jiaming standing at the door, looking at him, and then pointing at his cell phone.

Zhao Yuanjing walked out of the classroom directly.

The students in the classroom looked at him and continued to look down.

Until now, they already know that Zhao Xiaojing is a god-level genius and can get full marks in every subject.

It's been the last two weeks, and it doesn't matter if they don't come to school.

What's more, it's just evening self-study now.

Kong Jiaming pulled him to the corridor and whispered: "Zhao Xiaojing, you can bring your cell phone, but you should also be a little more restrained, don't make phone calls in the classroom, right?"

"I'm going to take a leave."

“…What leave should I ask for?”

"I have something to do now, so I won't go to evening self-study."

"You..." Kong Jiaming originally wanted to say something about the tight time and heavy learning tasks to him, but when he thought of his full-score papers, he nodded silently and agreed, "Be careful and go home early."

"Thank you for your concern."

Zhao Yuanjing took the bag and left.

As soon as he walked to the school gate, a black car slowly stopped.

The driver got off the car and asked him politely: "Is it Zhao Xiaojing?"

"I am."

"Miss, I'll pick you up."

"Ji Yuting?"

"Yes." The driver opened the rear door, "Please."

After Zhao Yuanjing got in, he realized that the interior of the car was spacious and gorgeous, completely different from a taxi.

He asked casually: "How much does this car cost?"

The driver focused on driving and replied after hearing this: "It's about eight million. This is our eldest lady's car."

It's almost as much as a house.

In Dazhou, the most gorgeous car is the carriage.

If it is a cart with a thousand-mile horse, the carriage is made of first-class wood and fabric, it is also extremely luxurious and expensive.

Therefore, no matter which world is in, rich people will enjoy the best.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a villa.
Chapter completed!