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“I am going to a teacher's birthday party.” Su Jing stopped and said.
“Then you are not attending the meeting?” Su Chaoqun's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. The main purpose of the meeting in the village is to raise funds and build the ancestral temple. Su Jing's popularity is so high that everyone knows that he has made a lot of money. Although the villagers are relatively simple, most people admire and do not envy him, but if Su Jing is not worried about the construction of the ancestral hall, it will definitely create a lot of gossips.
“I'll talk to A'Jing about the meeting later.” Su Zhenhong speaks for Su Jing.
“Chairman, uncle, I know what the content of the meeting is. The ancestral temple is the most important public place in our village. But because of the lack of repair, it is getting worse and worse year by year, so we should raise funds to build it. No matter what the final discussion is, this is my intention.” Su Jing said as he got out of the car and handed Su Chaoqun a card. “The pa.s.sword is 123456.”
“Hha, You have a big heart.” Su Chaoqun smiled. He liked Su Jing very much. Naturally, he did want Su Jing to have a bright future but he didn't want him to forget about the countryside. Instead, he hoped that Su Jing would develop himself and return to the countryside. It was better to lead the villagers to prosperity together.
“Then I will go first.” Su Jing drove away.
“A'Jing this guy doesn't give money directly, but he gives a card, and we don't even know how much money is in it.” The villagers looked at the card in Su Chaoqun's hand. They were curious. In fact, the villagers didn't know how much they should pay. So they wanted to see how much Su Jing had paid. For a good reference, they didn't need to give as much as Su Jing. After all, their income was too far apart, but they couldn't be too small. For example, if Su Jing had given 10,000 yuan, maybe they would go with hundreds to one thousand yuan.
“Let me check.” Although Su Chaoqun is old, but as a village head, he keeps pace with the times. He takes out his mobile phone and checks the balance of this bank card. When he sees the value of the balance, he stares at it and counts it carefully. There are five zeros behind it.
“100,000?” When the villagers came to see it, they could not help but stare and said it out loud.
“Good boy! He has courage!
“Let me just say, A'Jing must be the kind of person who has great potential and he never forgets his roots.”
“It seems that the ancestral temple can be repaired very well this time.”
The villagers praised Su Jing with the bottom of their hearts. Even if their family had made a lot of money, they would not have been willing to put out 100,000 yuan on the ancestral temple.
Su Zhenhong is proud and somewhat painful for Su Jing. Why did he give so much money to build an ancestral temple? As a matter of fact, Su Jing is not married yet. It can be said that money has to be kept for marriage without spending too much.
Su Jing drove to the city and came to a villa. Because the door was open, Su Jing entered directly. The villa belonged to He Ruixiang, Teacher He's family, but it was not he Ruixiang himself who was rich, but his eldest son and the younger son who were very successfull and filial.
Su Jing just came out of the car and was surrounded by several students who were originally chatting in the yard.
“A'Jing, you're too good. You really have a Porsche.”
“This car is at least a million, you are a pig.”
“After the banquet is over, you have to give us a party, you are responsible for taking us to eat delicious food.”
These are all high school cla.s.smates. They are all proud disciples of He Ruixiang. They have a good relationship with Su Jing. Peng Ming is also one of his favorite students. He scored a lot in Chinese in high school, and his one-round Chinese scores were several streets ahead of Su Jing.
As for Zhu Jianhua, his high school cla.s.ses were different from Su Jing, and he has not been taught by He Ruixiang, so he did not come. Of course, even if he had been taught by He Ruixiang, it would be embarra.s.sing for Zhu Jianhua's poor language performance. Zhu Jianhua once said that what is the ghost of cla.s.sical Chinese, modern need not learn a fart ah, if He Ruixiang knows this matter, even if he did come, he would have been expelled.
“I just like to show off, you guys are just hiding yours.” Su Jing was modest. Otherwise, he didn't know what it would be like to be damaged by these guys. He's in Teacher He's house. He doesn't want to be exposed here. Looking at Peng Ming and changing the subject. 'What gifts have you prepared?'
“This… It will be revealed later.” Including Peng Ming, everyone said mysteriously.
Everyone who knows that He Ruixiang likes to receive gifts, but he is not greedy. He just likes to collect interesting and meaningful things, especially paintings and calligraphy. If he finds something that is interesting and valuable at the same time, he will surely find a chance to return a gift of the same value. However, to make He Ruixiang feel interesting and meaningful, it is not an easy thing. Everyone must have thought hard about the gift.
“Su Jing, You are quite amazing, it's all on the luxury car.” Then a cold voice sounded behind him. Su Jing turned his head and saw a tall woman standing behind him. She was of average stature and appearance, wearing a pair of black gla.s.ses, but with a charming charm in her ability.
“Cla.s.s Leader, you have come so early.” Su Jing smiled, the girl in front of him is the high school Cla.s.s Monitor Yang Wei. She had excellent grades in sports and had a good style of work. Now she is a journalist and editor of a news agency. In exchange for the cold words of ordinary people, Su Jing will not give them face, but the object is replaced by the Cla.s.s Monitor, Su Jing was not dissatisfied because he felt guilty towards her.
In high school, Yang Wei had a good relationship with Su Jing and they could be seen joking together. But once Su Jing joked too much and gave Yang Wei a nickname “Abbess Miejue”, which was unanimously responded by his cla.s.smates. Afterward, you can hear Abbess Miejue everywhere, which made Yang Wei very unhappy and she began to hate Su Jing.
Of course, hate or not, Yang Wei always verbally fights with Su Jing, In every meeting, they will verbally damage each other ego, but in fact, their relationship is good, They probably belong to the hate or indifference kind of friendship.
“Of course I came early, unlike some people who came late.” Yang Wei embraced his hands and walked away after a sentence.
Su Jing didn't mind Yang Wei's words and said to Peng Ming and others, “Let me say h.e.l.lo to Teacher He first.”
“Go, Teacher He is in the house, and your parents are there,” Peng Ming said.
“It would be strange if they were not there.” Su Jing smiled and took it for granted, but in fact, strictly speaking, Su Jing, Peng Ming, Yang Wei, and others are only students of He Ruixiang. Su Jing's father is really a disciple of He Ruixiang, with different grades.
Su Jing walks into the room and sees He Ruixiang sitting on the first seat. His father and mother are sitting around with some middle-aged people. He doesn't know who said anything interesting. They are all laughing.
“A'Jing, here you are.” He Ruixiang said with his old bright eyes, He saw Su Jing and waved, “Come in.”