Chapter 42
“…” Working? When he dropped out of school, he went to his uncle’s house to borrow money, but was turned away. Perhaps from that time on, Wang Weiguo was certain that he would never have the possibility of going to college.
However, Gu Jiangkuo was too lazy to pay attention to him and was even reluctant to explain. He just pretended not to see Wang Weiguo.
"Hey!" Wang Weiguo refused to give in, quickly running over to stop him. "Dajiang, I was looking for you! What's wrong with you? Why did you block my call? Did you know that your grandma's house demolition compensation has arrived?"
Gu Jiangkuo held the car keys and looked around at the students coming and going, thinking about the possibility of knocking Wang Weiguo down without alerting others.
"Hurry up and sign! How could I not know what you're up to? You think you can't get the money, so you're just not going to collect it. You don't have it, and you won't let me get it! You're such a bad guy!"
"I didn't mean to avoid picking it up." Gu Jiangkuo said expressionlessly, "I was just busy."
"Busy?" Wang Weiguo scoffed. "How busy can you be? Just because you're working as a security guard at a university, you really think you've raised your status? You're working here, not studying. I'm not saying you should learn from your brother. My Xuanhui has always been a well-behaved child, which is why she got into Yanlin University. Unlike you, who's been a slacker since childhood! ...Speaking of which, how long have you been working here? Have you met your cousin?"
"Sergeant Gu!" At this time, someone shouted loudly, and then ran closer and closer. It seemed that he was looking for Gu Jiangkuo.
Wang Weiguo thought to himself: Security squad leader? My nephew does have this ability. He is a ruthless person, so it's not surprising that he can become a small boss. But he has no future. How much more can a security squad leader earn than an ordinary security guard? Can he earn 200 yuan more a month?
But when I looked closely, I found that the person jogging over looked like a student, not a security guard?
Wang Weiguo was full of doubts as he watched the student running towards him breathlessly.
Then I heard a student say, "Class monitor! Did you forget to turn your phone back to silent mode after your exam? The counselor called you, but you didn't answer."
"Oh," Gu Jiangkuo took out his phone and swiped the screen to confirm. "It's true. Thank you for telling me."
"It's okay, it's okay," the student said. "I just ran into my instructor and saw you, so I just wanted to tell you. By the way, how did you do on the exam? I heard that your exam room was supervised by 'Sun Bu Tou', one of the 'Four Famous Tutors'. Was it really strict?"
"It's okay," Gu Jiangkuo said, "but the questions this time are indeed a bit difficult."
"Oh, yes, I'm preparing for the make-up exam. I'll stop talking. I have something else to do. I'll leave first. Don't forget to call your counselor back! Bye!" After the student said this, he ran away in a hurry again.
Wang Weiguo was left alone, feeling disheveled in the wind.
What what what?
What did he hear? Gu Jiangkuo was the class monitor, and the counselor was looking for him? So he must be... the class monitor, right? He got into Yanlin University? How could that be possible? And a class monitor? Even his son, Wang Xuanhui, wasn't a class monitor!
"You, you got into Yanlin University?" Wang Weiguo took a long time to find his voice. "How is that possible? Didn't you drop out of school?"
Seeing his shocked expression, Gu Jiangkuo finally became interested: "Is it that difficult? I went back in my senior year of high school. I studied for two or three months and passed the exam."
"Only reviewed for two or three months!?" Wang Weiguo didn't even know about this.
Besides, Yanlin University is so difficult to get into! When Wang Xuanhui was admitted, he spared no expense, hosting several graduation banquets, spending tens of thousands of yuan on the banquets. He was so proud at the time, thinking that the Wang family's ancestors were proud of themselves, and that he had raised such a promising son with good parenting skills.
But now, his nephew, whom he had always looked down upon, was able to easily get into Yanlin University while working and taking care of his grandmother who was suffering from Alzheimer's disease. This made Wang Weiguo feel ashamed. He felt that in comparison, his own son had become a waste, and his banquet for guests in the past seemed like a joke.
Wang Weiguo was filled with anger, not knowing where to vent it, when he heard Gu Jiangkuo continue to add: "By the way, I'm still working part-time and studying."
"She's working as the chairman's assistant at Jiang's Group—the same Jiang's Group that Wang Xuanhui was fired from. She recently took on a project. Perhaps we'll run into each other again in the future."
As he spoke, Gu Jiangkuo shook the Porsche keys in his hand, stopped talking nonsense with Wang Weiguo, and walked straight to the parking area.
Wang Weiguo watched Gu Jiangkuo unlock a Cayenne and drive away, his entire body numb. He stood there in a daze for a long time before, with a grim expression, he opened the trunk of his new car, threw all the thick clothes his wife had brought for their son onto the ground, and kicked them in anger.
The students around were frightened and moved away from this crazy uncle.
As luck would have it, Wang Xuanhui came over at this moment, "Dad, I just got out of class, where are my clothes?"
It turned out that Wang Weiguo also skipped work and came here at the time when his son got out of class. He planned to drop his son off and leave without going into the dormitory. A few minutes ago, he was urging Wang Xuanhui to hurry up.
"Dad? What's going on?" Wang Xuanhui noticed the clothes on the ground.
“Bang!”
Wang Xuanhui was caught off guard by the slap, and was completely stunned. "Dad, what are you doing?"
"What are you doing?" Wang Weiguo couldn't control his emotions, not caring about the people coming and going around him, and shouted loudly, "You useless thing! Tell me! Did you know that Gu Jiangkuo was studying here a long time ago? You go to the same school as him, how could you not know!"
Wang Xuanhui's heart sank.
In fact, it stands to reason that a comprehensive university has countless majors, and they are not even in the same college, and there is a gap of several grades between them, so it is normal that they do not know each other.
But Gu Jiangkuo stood out everywhere. He had been in the spotlight since the military training with his extraordinary physical fitness and stamina, and instantly became a celebrity on campus. Even his juniors and seniors were discussing him, so it was hard for him not to know.
No one knows a son better than his father. Wang Weiguo saw Wang Xuanhui's acquiescence at a glance, and he became even more furious. His voice was even louder: "How did you get by in college? You can't even get a class leader? You embarrass me!"
Wang Xuanhui looked at the classmates and teachers around her who kept looking at her. She felt embarrassed and her face flushed. "Dad, this is a public place, please keep your voice down."
"Tell me to keep my voice down? You think I'm uncultured, don't you?" Wang Weiguo got excited. "Let everyone judge! I spent so much money and effort training you, and how do you repay me? You're nothing! And you even asked me to buy you some clothes? What the hell!"
Wang Weiguo cursed and stepped hard on the thick sweater.
Wang Xuanhui couldn't hear clearly the buzzing discussions around him, and he felt more and more ashamed. The step on the thick sweater seemed to break the last line of his dignity.
Wang Xuanhui suddenly didn't want to endure it anymore. All the grievances he had suffered since childhood flooded into his heart. He suddenly pushed Wang Weiguo and shouted in despair and anger: "Shut up!"
Wang Weiguo fell down with his butt, and his tailbone hit the concrete floor hard. Both of them were stunned.
Wang Xuanhui was stunned. He hadn't expected his father, whose word was his, and whose blows were particularly painful, to be pushed down with such force! After a brief moment of shock, Wang Weiguo realized that his dignity as a father had been shattered, something he couldn't tolerate. He scrambled to his feet and, in a rage, lunged forward to fight back! He asserted his moral high ground while beating, scolding, and humiliating him, further infuriating Wang Xuanhui.
The father and son were wrestling with each other, and the scene was extremely ugly. In the end, it even alarmed the security guard on duty at the door.
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The weekend is here in the blink of an eye.
It is also a rare relaxing weekend, with no social engagements and no need to work overtime.
Young Master Jiang set up a small coffee table on the soft, snow-white, expensive carpet and ground coffee beans with great interest. After only a few grinds, his hands felt sore and he left the rest to Gu Jiangkuo.
Bodyguard Gu had plenty of strength, and he could even grind the fine grinder into a stone mill.
Seeing this, Jiang Su felt that he was being wasted. He wished he could give him a real stone mill and put ten pounds of soybeans on it. Looking at his tendon muscles, he was sure that they could be ground better than a mule.
However, Jiang Su only dared to think about it in his mind and never dared to complain out loud, otherwise his protective brother would definitely deduct his living expenses.
Besides, they are talking about serious matters and shouldn't be distracted.
Jiang Nuo: "So, what are your thoughts? - Don't be stingy, that carpet is worth more than 60,000 RMB."
Jiang Su curled her lips and stopped scratching the carpet: "Anyway, I don't want to talk to her. I won't agree to anything she asks."
"Oh." Jiang Nuo sighed. Jiang Su was still too young and had a childish temper. Even though he presented facts and reasoned with her, explaining the pros and cons of retaining shares, Jiang Su still didn't understand and just kept getting angry with Lao Meiqin.
Young Master Jiang then explained it again in simple terms: "If the shares are never liquidated, it means that they are nominally yours, but in reality I still control the shares - of course, I won't liquidate them either - and you can only receive dividends for the rest of your life, which is equivalent to receiving pocket money from me for the rest of your life."
This is also why Lao Meicen wants to cash out her equity so much. To put it bluntly, she doesn't trust Jiang Nuo.
"Then will you deduct my pocket money?" Jiang Su suddenly asked.
"..." Jiang Nuo said cautiously, "You won't when you grow up, but now it depends on your performance."
"Oh." Jiang Su seemed disappointed, but after a moment of emoting, he added, "Then promise me not to deduct too much."
Jiang Nuo: “?”
Jiang Nuo asked tentatively: "You mean?"
Jiang Su said modestly, "I'll change the guardian's contact information to yours when I return to school."
“!”
This means he has agreed to stand on the same front with Jiang Nuo.
In fact, changing the guardian is just a formality. After all, Old Jiang is still alive. What is important is Jiang Su's attitude. Especially after Jiang Nuo explained the pros and cons of the matter to him, Jiang Su still chose to believe himself, which made Jiang Nuo feel happy.
Then, Young Master Jiang happily instructed Gu Jiangkuo: "It's almost ground. Leave the rest to me. I'm happy today and will personally make you hand-poured coffee."
Gu Jiangkuo obediently handed over the freshly ground espresso, then stood by like a large dog, waiting for Jiang Nuo to assign him the next physical task. Young Master Jiang was amused by his appearance: "Just take a break and wait for the drink. Just like Jiang Su, play with your phone for a while."
Because of the equity discussion, Jiang Su could openly skip studying for a while. As soon as the discussion was over, he seized the opportunity to play games. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and said, "Yeah, Brother Gu, your phone has been flashing for a long time. You must have a lot of unread messages."
Gu Jiangkuo then noticed that, as expected, the number of unread articles was already over 99.
"It's a message from the class group. I forgot to turn on Do Not Disturb." Gu Jiangkuo said.
"Oh, the class chat?" Jiang Nuo asked, distracted. "What's going on? Are the results out?"
Gu Jiangkuo started flipping through the pages from the beginning, and discovered that it was not about grades, but a big piece of gossip.
"They really did fight! It was between father and son! A senior student named Wang Xuanhui got into a fight with his father at school, and the security guards almost couldn't stop them."
"Exciting! There are only pictures in the post. Does anyone have a video link that I can share? Thank you!"
"Who knows why they're fighting? I'm not sleepy anymore if you tell me that.jpg."
"No matter what the reason is, you can't hit your own father. This senior Wang Xuanhui has some character issues."
"His father isn't a good person either. He specifically picks on him and says things that provoke him. No one would be able to stand it. I actually sympathize with him. Growing up in that kind of environment, he must have been unable to endure it."
"The academic affairs office, the homeroom teacher, and the counselor all went to talk to him one by one. It was pretty terrible. It was just after class and a lot of people were leaving. Such a big commotion, right at the school gate, had a terrible impact. If he couldn't get his diploma because of this, he would be doomed."
"He's finished. Who doesn't know that now? Senior Wang Xuanhui became famous in one battle. Consider him socially dead. If it were me, I probably wouldn't even dare to come to school."
“…”
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"So what's the matter?" Jiang Nuo asked.
Gu Jiangkuo shook his head and said, "Nothing." He didn't feel very happy when he saw his cousin becoming the subject of everyone's discussion.
Of course, it's not to the point of wanting to stand up for him - he and Wang Xuanhui have hardly played together since they were young, and they have basically no feelings for each other.
He just hated Wang Weiguo. If possible, he hoped that Wang Xuanhui would wake up and break up with his bad father, so that Wang Weiguo could also taste the feeling of being isolated and helpless even though he had relatives around him.
Gu Jiangkuo continued to flip through the chat history and said, "The results will be out on Monday."
Jiang Nuo became interested: "So fast?"
"Actually, the papers were already graded on Friday," Gu Jiangkuo said. "They will definitely be uploaded to the campus network on Monday."
"Remarkable efficiency." Young Master Jiang said with satisfaction, "Jiang Kuo, keep an eye on it and notify me as soon as there are any results."
Jiang Su, who was playing on his phone, couldn't help but complain: "Is this the world of top students? Why are you so happy about the results?" This is too cruel! He almost wished that the results would never come out after the exam!
Then he heard his brother give an even more puzzling answer: "Grades are one thing, but the more important thing is that someone might report me. I'm expecting that."
Jiang Su: “???”
The world of the academic master is too twisted, he doesn't want to understand it!
Jiang Nuo obviously had no intention of explaining to him, but suddenly noticed the scar on Gu Jiangkuo's forehead. The blood scab had fallen off, turning into a long and thin scar, slightly cutting through his thick and long eyebrows, making him look even more ferocious.
Jiang Nuo frowned: "Why is your scar growing a little bit? Have you applied the ointment?"
Gu Jiangkuo touched the scar on his brow bone and lied calmly: "I painted it on."
Actually, no. He wanted to keep this scar. It was a commemoration of the first time he protected Xiao Nuo. Moreover, if it was kept for a long time, Xiao Nuo would remember his good side every time he saw him.
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My dears, I have to go to work tomorrow. I don’t know if I can still update. You can try to give me strength in the comment section_(:з」∠)_
ps I really hope the company can respond to the call to work from home QAQ
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