Chapter 18 Bai Yueguang
Jiang Zhiyue was talking to Chu Junche. He asked her why she didn't come to class in the past two days, and she replied that she went to the orphanage.
"Is it because of Brother Zhaoye?" he asked.
Jiang Zhiyue hummed.
"Do you often delay your studies because of Brother Zhaoye?" Chu Junche asked, "Your grades are still so good. Are you staying up all night at home to study?"
Jiang Zhiyue smiled faintly and said nothing.
Chu Junche pursed his lips and said, "My grades are not good either. Can you help me like you helped Brother Zhaoye? I'll pay you, and you can charge by the hour. Is 200,000 yuan an hour enough?"
The boy had curly brown hair, a pair of bright puppy eyes, and a pure face.
Jiang Zhiyue was indifferent and shook her head, "I am not qualified to charge such a high fee."
The subtext is rejection.
Jiang Zhiyue walked straight to her seat, but suddenly noticed an extremely cold gaze staring at her with a little resentment.
She turned her head and saw Gu Zhaoye with a dark face, a distorted lip corner, and a fierce look.
Xia Liqing mocked, "Some people really think that they can transcend class just by having a pretty face. Master Che has a simple personality, so he is the best target."
"It's only been a short time since the start of school, and you're already whispering to Master Che. You're really good at pretending."
A wave of malice came over them. Everyone saw Jiang Zhiyue and Chu Junche talking. They didn't care who spoke first. They just felt that the scene of a special recruit being related to someone at the top of the pyramid was particularly glaring.
It was like a world that belonged to them was forcibly integrated with a lowly outsider, disrupting the balance.
Young Master Che has a simple personality and appears to be an optimistic person, but he is not easy to approach and not everyone can talk to him.
Could it be that he has fallen in love with Jiang Zhiyue?
"I ran into Young Master Qin at the orphanage by chance, and then I talked to Young Master Che. I'm really fickle."
"She's not coming to Wharton to find a boyfriend, is she?"
"She is in the same class as us. Everyone knows that she is benefiting from the Gu family."
"She pretends to be a good student in front of the teacher, and acts like a good girl, but secretly she is here to catch a rich husband."
Although no names were mentioned, the words were indeed harsh.
Jiang Zhiyue reacted calmly, took out the textbook and looked through it while comparing it with her notes.
She sat upright in her seat, the wind blowing in from the window, her long black hair hanging down gently on her back, her peaceful and beautiful face, as if gifted by the Creator.
Unique temperament, cool, well-behaved, and gentle.
He doesn't seem to care about the rumors in the outside world.
Chu Junche frowned and was about to say that he saw Jiang Zhiyue at the classroom door and took the initiative to talk to her.
Gu Zhaoye's face darkened and he kicked the chair next to him hard.
"Bang!" The sound was like a thunder in the noisy classroom.
He was always hot-tempered, and not satisfied with just one kick, he kicked Xia Liqing's chair again, with a fierce expression, "Shut up, you're making so much noise."
The classroom suddenly fell silent.
Sun Mingyu licked his lips, looked at Jiang Zhiyue, then looked at Gu Zhaoye, and said, "Master Gu has such a bad temper."
"Do you think you are very smart?" Gu Zhaoye asked back.
Sun Mingyu shrugged and smiled, "Your little maid is very beautiful."
Anger flashed across Gu Zhaoye's eyes. He tilted his head to the side and looked out the window, his mouth slightly raised, "There are so many beautiful women."
"This one is the most beautiful." Sun Mingyu said jokingly.
Through the reflection in the glass window, a thin layer of sunlight covered the girl's face. She held the pen with great concentration, and her nails were trimmed, round and clean, and even had a slight pink tint.
For some reason, Gu Zhaoye thought of that night again, when she looked at him with tears in her eyes and asked him not to shatter her dream.
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This class is about international economics and trade. Professor Zhang is a sixty-year-old man, very tall and thin. He wears a pair of wide-rimmed glasses on his nose, wears an old-fashioned coat, and looks energetic.
He once wrote a book called "Ten Currency Wars in History", which once caused a sensation in the world.
As an authoritative scholar in the field of international economics, Professor Zhang particularly favors outstanding students. When he is lecturing on the stage, he doesn't bother to pay attention to the second generation students whether they are sleeping or distracted.
The whole class was focused on Jiang Zhiyue. When she was asked to answer questions, Jiang Zhiyue cooperated very well in answering. Every sentence she said hit the point. Occasionally, she refuted a few points with Professor Zhang, but she did not deviate from the topic.
After class, Professor Zhang called Jiang Zhiyue aside and smiled kindly, "Some of the ideas you just discussed sound familiar to me. Have you read my book?"
Jiang Zhiyue nodded. "I have read all your works. Based on the situation and current status of Brandenburg, you analyzed the system that best conforms to the economic laws of Brandenburg. You believe that the large-scale monopoly of the nobility has hindered economic development."
These words touched Professor Zhang's heart, because he also came from an aristocratic family and was very familiar with the economic operation model under the aristocratic system. He opposed monopoly, but his voice was weak and his words were not influential, so he could only write his ideas in the book.
The students at Wharton College were all children of the powerful class. Even if they understood his thoughts, they would not agree with his ideas, let alone discuss issues with him.
"You are different from them." Professor Zhang said with relief.
Jiang Zhiyue met the professor's loving gaze and smiled, "Professor, you wrote well. I was deeply inspired."
No, the fact is that she has been in the upper class and in the lower class, and she understands the difference between the two.
"What do you think is the view of the major international economics circles?" Professor Zhang asked.
Jiang Zhiyue thought for a moment, "Theory of labor-capital relations, theory of surplus value, the field of capital circulation and the field of means of production, but Brandenberg's laws do not apply to the new trade protectionism."
Professor Zhang was silent for a few seconds after hearing this, and his tone changed slightly, "My book does not involve any views on economic law."
Jiang Zhiyue pursed her lips, "This is my conclusion. Under the premise of large-scale monopoly of assets, any trade and economic protectionism is not suitable for national conditions."
Chu Junche was sitting nearby and listened for a long time but couldn't hear clearly what they were saying. He looked up inadvertently and saw the girl smiling with her lips raised, her attitude humble, her eyes bright as the moon.
Pure and moving, giving off the feeling of the white moonlight on campus.
"Master Che." Someone suddenly approached mysteriously, "If you like it, just do it. At most you will have to pay some money."
Chu Junche turned his head to look at him. The big guy laughed disdainfully and said, "She's just a stinky girl with no money and no background. All the girls I played with before pretended to be noble. They resisted desperately at first, but in the end, they just obeyed me."
"If you force her, can she still run away?"
"I heard her mother is mute, has no money, no background, no connections. To put it bluntly, even calling the police will get her nowhere."
Chu Junche's eyes darkened slightly, and a brighter smile appeared on his face, "I would never bully a girl."
Big guy, "That kind of bullying is not called bullying, it's called fun."
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