Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 84 Selfishness
Chapter 84

"Don't bother her."

Chu Fan said: "You don't know that she is doing the final test of 5G with Professor Cheng."

"5G?" Song Zhi and Jing Xiyue were shocked.

"Yes!" Chu Fan nodded, "My professor has an independent laboratory and independently develops 5G technology. With such a talent, the professors in the school regard her as a treasure."

He held his phone and said in anticipation: "I really want to see it sooner. 5G is hundreds of times faster than the current 4G. Can you imagine that kind of scene? A video of several gigabytes can be finished in a few seconds." "

He raised his head and looked at Feng Zhan and said, "So, don't go looking for her the year before. I heard from the school girl she slept with that she always went back to the dormitory at night with lights out, and stayed in school on weekends."

Feng Zhan nodded, "Okay, I'll be looking for her at the end of the year."

The other two people looked at Feng Zhan with smiles.

Song Zhi said: "Aren't you too sharp-sighted?"

Feng Zhan: "..."

If I don't say anything, I'll just watch you brag.

The night was windy.

Jing Xiyue drove his car whizzing by on the winding mountain road.

Feng Zhan sat quietly in the passenger seat, speechless.

After running around for a while, the car slowly stopped at the foot of the mountain.

Jing Xiyue rolled down the window and lit a cigarette. The smoke was blown away instantly in the night wind.

And the emotion in my heart gradually dissipated with the smoke.

"Put it down?" Feng Zhan asked.

Jing Xiyue hummed in confusion, "Let it go."

Looking at the bright night scene in the distance, he sat down on the seat and folded his hands on his lower abdomen. "When it comes to her today, I can't suppress my anger. A man talks about people behind their backs, which seems to be heartless. But, in the end, is it? There is a thorn in my heart. When I want to pull it out, it is pulled with blood and flesh, and it hurts like hell. I hate myself for being a bitch, and I hate her for selling me for 200 million, and looking like she has suffered a big loss. It looks like all my money is falling from the sky."

"You may not be able to imagine that when the person you like the most tells you with a disgusted look in her eyes that she has never been interested in you, and even complains in her heart that you use money to humiliate her, the feeling...can't be expressed. .”

Feng Zhan frowned, "What if she has something to hide?"

"What does she have to hide in the capital?" Jing Xiyue asked.

Feng Zhan thought for a while and smiled.

"It really is."

The elders in their family all work in the system.

As long as they are not committing crimes and are in trouble, they can always help to deal with it.

Unless the girl broke the law, there was nothing that could not be solved with the help of their elders.

Ultimately, I still don’t love it.

Even more selfish.

I wanted money to solve the embarrassment at that time, but I didn't want to pay.

That's why after the matter was resolved, Jing Xiyue was kicked mercilessly.

Obviously, Jing Xiyue figured this out earlier.

The night is getting darker, and at the foot of the mountain in the suburbs, the last sounds of insects can be heard.

Winter is coming soon, and these bugs will slowly disappear. They will only come back to sing when spring comes next year.

"Appointment appointment tomorrow?"

"This month's consultation time is over."

"Then go sit over with me."

Thinking about unhappy things, it is inevitable to have some insomnia.

"This is a bit far from your home, go to my place."

"it is good!"

The car started again, and the taillights threw out two red lights and disappeared into the distance. **
Nie Fuyao woke up before five o'clock in the morning.

He stood up gently, washed up, and walked out of the dormitory with his book bag in hand.

"Good morning, Sister Xuan!" Nie Fuyao greeted the dormitory manager downstairs with a smile.

Sister Xuan looked up and saw her, smiled and waved, "It's still so early, aren't you sleepy?"

Last night I came back just as the lights were out.

"Just get used to it. Sister Xuan, you're busy, I'll leave first."

"it is good!"

Sister Xuan is the daughter of a professor at the school. Something happened a few years ago and she returned to Qingbei to work as a dormitory manager.

Nie Fuyao didn't know what the specific matter was, and of course he wouldn't inquire about it. After all, it was a private matter.

Come to the laboratory and start working with your head down.

It wasn't until seven o'clock in the morning that Professor Cheng came in from outside, carrying a food box in his hand.

"There were walnut bags in the morning. I brought two for you."

The food box was placed in front of her. Professor Cheng glanced at the work she was doing and said, "Eat first, don't miss this moment."

"Thank you, Mr. Cheng!" Nie Fuyao ran to the side and started eating.

"We are making rapid progress and we will definitely succeed in December." Although Professor Cheng has been very busy recently, he can walk with wind.

Logically speaking, Nie Fuyao didn't need to find him at all. He could just bring a few graduate students with him to make it. It would just delay some time.

But now that she has roped herself into the project, his name will be left behind in the future. For him, this is a reputation he gained in vain.

"There's no need to be so anxious. The deadline is around the time of your childhood. You're older, so take care of your health."

Professor Cheng snorted: "I'm just in my early sixties. I'm still young. Don't look down on me."

"alright."

Professor Cheng nodded with satisfaction, "Aren't you going to change places? Now that we are professors, we can apply for a house in the school."

"I'll forget it. Living in the dormitory is fine. Besides, if I move out, Qu Ling will be the only one left in the dormitory, alone."

"Aren't there seven girls in the Qingying class?" Professor Cheng asked, "Isn't there one more girl?"

"Yang Huahua is the daughter of Professor Yang from the Department of Economics and Management. She is not a dormitory."

"Oh, right, right!" Professor Cheng nodded repeatedly, "Look at me, I forgot."

Then he said: "It's not easy for Xiao Yang. His partner works out of town all year round, and he only comes back for a few days during the New Year."

"What does Professor Yang's husband do?" Nie Fuyao turned around and asked.

"Engineer from Hua Petroleum, traveling all year round."

While chatting, Liu Huifeng and three others also arrived.

When they entered the door, they saw that the two professors had already arrived, and the three of them hurriedly walked to their workstations.

"Professor, you arrived too early, right?"

Professor Cheng smiled and said: "It's not too late for you, this is the right time."

The school cafeteria serves breakfast at 06:30. It takes a little time to walk, so it’s not too late.

"After this project is over, you will submit a paper to me." Professor Cheng dropped a thunderbolt.

The three of them opened their mouths, looking like they were mourning for their heirs.

Probably because he didn't hear the response, Professor Cheng looked up at them, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Nie Fuyao smiled and said, "What they mean is, how can your 37-degree mouth say such cold words?"

"Hahaha!" Professor Cheng was happy, "I am also doing it for their own good and strive to graduate early. If there is such a good opportunity, you should seize it. Zhao Yuxin is a girl. Graduating early can also consider life-long events earlier."

Zhao Yuxin's face was a little hot, "Professor Cheng, people nowadays get married late, even at the age of 30, and after graduation I want to consider my career first."

"It's a good thing to have a career. With such a high degree of education, I can't bear to be a housewife after getting married." Professor Cheng said with emotion: "People, no matter what time, must have an independent personality. Society is changing with each passing day. , it’s not easy to pick it up again after being away from it for a year or two.”

(End of this chapter)