Counterattack by cannon fodder who reads minds! Eighty-year-old eat melon and become a group favorit

After Jiang Yicha saw Xie Yaozhou off, he got into the car where Su Qingyue picked her up.

"Miss, Mr. Su has ordered you to be taken to school." The driver cleared his throat and said.

Jiang Yicha sighed, holding his chin and looking out the car window.

When he came to school, it was already the third period in the morning, and Jiang Yicha entered the classroom with ease.

Xie Wei, who was at the same table, looked at Jiang Yicha's legs and said, "Didn't you break your leg? Will it be cured so soon?"

Others in the class looked over, and their impression of Jiang Yicha was that he was "a thorn in the campus who lacks love, and is number one in the school for not writing answers".

Jiang Yicha spread his hands and said, "The sword in the loving mother's hand is hitting her body. There is nothing she can do."

"Your mother exposed you." Xie Wei burst out laughing, something suddenly occurred to her. She approached Jiang Yicha mysteriously, "Did you know that next week there will be a transfer student in our class to replace Gong Shao? One month of lessons.”

"why?"

Jiang Yicha lay on the table and lazily became a little more interested.

Gong Shao is a very flamboyant person just by his name. His level of unruliness is no less than that of Jiang Yicha. However, he is a real scumbag and his grades are really bad.

"Gong Shao's mother signed him up for the program "Exchange Life", where rural and urban children exchange and experience each other's lives. Gong Shao's mother wants him to change his ways." After Xie Wei explained, she sighed again, "This This kind of program is the best at building momentum, and the direction of public opinion is usually to lead the public to attack wealthy children. Gong Shao will definitely be scolded for a while after participating in the program."

"Too……"

For several days in a row, school life was like a pool of stagnant water or a dead stone, without waves or traces.

Finally Saturday arrived, Jiang Yicha wanted to sleep in, but there was a jewelry launch conference she designed today, and she had to attend.

A simple spring dress, off-white color, embellished with pearls, full of design on the waist, and beautifully outlines the figure.

Her facial features are exquisite, with a touch of powder and pink, her complexion is rosy, and her eyes are sparkling.

When Jiang Ycha came downstairs, he was really surprised by Su Qingyue.

"Chacha, let's make a commercial for mom, and mom will pay you the advertising fee of an A-list celebrity." Su Qingyue raised her hands, her eyes bright, "You are more beautiful than mom when she was young!"

"Mom is also very beautiful now." Jiang Yicha curled his eyes, "How much is the advertising fee for an A-list celebrity?"

Su Qingyue's beautiful eyes rolled up and she said angrily: "You are really a little money-crazy. When have your father and I ever treated you badly? You are always looking for money!"

Jiang Yicha smiled and pulled Su Qingyue into the car.

The press conference was held in the city center. Su Qingyue specially rented the venue of the jewelry exhibition and invited major mainstream media to attend.

"At the press conference later, don't run around, and don't eat the food at the conference. These things are prepared by outsiders and are prone to mistakes."

Su Qingyue took the trouble to remind her.

"No matter how greedy you are, just shut up. You can eat as much as you want when you get home."

"Don't worry, Mom, I promise not to eat anything from the banquet."

Jiang Yicha stretched out three fingers, looking confident.

After giving instructions to Jiang Yicha, Su Qingyue followed her assistant to have a small meeting. Jiang Yicha was completely relaxed. He found a corner and took out a book called "Time to Pick Up Corpses" and read it with gusto.

A young reporter stumbled and sat next to Jiang Yicha, looking very scared.

Jiang Yicha closed the book and looked at the person who came. He looked delicate and small. Judging from his age, he was about twenty years old, green and immature.

"Little sister, you are so beautiful, can you let me hide here for a while?" The little reporter clasped his hands together, his innocent eyes full of pleading, "I am just hiding from one person."

"Hide from people." Jiang Yicha curled his lips, "Okay."

"Thank you, little sister. My name is Song Qiao. You can just call me Xiao Qiao. I am an intern reporter at Guangyue Magazine." Song Qiao stretched out her hand without warning.

Jiang Yicha also stretched out his hand: "Jiang Yicha. Divination?" Song Qiao was confused: "Little sister, are you a charlatan?"

"You have a stepmother, stepsisters, and a younger brother in your family. The company left behind by your mother was divided up by those people. In order to inherit the rights, you could only find a man to marry, but you were rebelled against the general. So far, you only got one property, and you still have There is an 'ordinary' man, isn't there?"

Song Qiao's cherry mouth opened slightly, her eyes admiring, "You, you are such a master!"

Jiang Yicha twitched his lips, "Want to break the situation?"

Song Qiao's head went crazy, "Of course! My mother's company was originally mine. That was my mother's last thought and cannot be lost in the hands of my father."

"By the way...Master, how much do you want?"

Song Qiao asked cautiously.

"Help me go out and buy a bag of spicy strips. The taste will be less."

Song Qiao: It seems unreliable.

Song Qiao thought of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, isn't it just a bag of spicy strips? She buys it!

Jiang Yicha was bored, waiting for Song Qiao's spicy noodles. When she couldn't wait for a long time, she decided to go out and have a look.

Not far from the door, Song Qiao was confronting someone and looked unhappy.

Jiang Yicha walked over, "Sister Xiao Qiao, why don't you go in?"

"It's nothing, I met an acquaintance." Song Qiao softened his expression, "Sister Chacha, let's go in."

"Song Qiao, you are a paparazzi, do you have an invitation to the press conference?"

"You—" A guilty conscience flashed in Song Qiao's eyes, "Of course you do! I'm Guangyue's reporter."

Jiang Yicha glanced at Song Qiao and pulled her lips. She had never heard of the magazine Guangyue, not to mention that Song Qiao was still a trainee reporter. It was strange to have an invitation letter.

"Sister, you must not have an invitation letter, right?" The woman dressed up and pointed in the direction of the parking lot, "Qiming went to park the car and will be here soon. Isn't it just to see Qiming that my sister came so far away?"

"I'm married." Song Qiao's eyes darkened obviously, "Besides, the engagement between Xia Qiming and me was canceled long before he betrayed me."

Jiang Yicha couldn't help but was speechless. She was curious about who Xia Qiming was and how handsome he had to be to make these two sisters fight over him.

Except for Jiang Chengmo and Song Yeming, everyone else around her was clean.

Except for their wives, they will never get involved with other women, nor will they allow other women to come close to them.

"Of course you have nothing to do with Qiming! He is my fiancé!" The woman's voice was sharp, her face suddenly gentle, "Sister, you have given me the inheritance rights of the company and your fiancé. Apart from the useless man you got married to, what else do you have? That good-for-nothing man of yours seems to have been a cowherd, tsk tsk, sister, you are really not picky!"

Jiang Yicha's eyes fell on Song Qiao. After someone said that, wouldn't it be appropriate not to go up and slap a few big mouths?

"Song Yuyan, don't go too far." Song Qiao gritted his teeth, "It was you who first stole my fiancé and then set me up to lose my virginity in the bar."

"So what if I go too far? Sister, how do you feel about marrying a good-for-nothing man? Will he spend a penny for you?"

"you--"

Song Qiao's face turned red with anger and she couldn't say anything to refute.

Jiang Yicha's eyes were complicated, "Sister Xiao Qiao, what's your husband's name? Maybe I know him."

The big CEO goes into a flash marriage incognito, and his wife is entangled in her family. It's really... such a big deal.

"He is just an ordinary person...his name is Shen Zhan."

Song Qiao sounded embarrassed and a little ashamed, perhaps thinking that she really had a flash marriage to a good-for-nothing man. (End of chapter)