Jiang Qingyue paused, then tilted her head and smiled, "To be honest, I'm preparing to save money to buy a house. Otherwise, renting someone else's house every day will not be as convenient as living at home. If you have a way to make money like this in the future, please tell me, and I'll treat you to a meal some other day."
Xiao He couldn't help but admire her sincerely when she heard this, "Qingyue, you are amazing. I have never seen a girl as ambitious as you."
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Friday.
Jiang Qingyue got up early on purpose.
Thinking that she would be attending such a formal exchange meeting today, she specially changed into the most formal khaki jacket and black pants in her wardrobe.
Feeling it was too dull, she tied a brighter silk scarf around her neck.
I just got dressed and was about to go out early to catch the bus.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. When I opened the door, it was Song Zhihe.
Jiang Qingyue was very surprised, "Editor-in-Chief Song, why are you here so early?"
Jiang Qingyue’s first reaction would be to tell her not to go.
After all, she had the opportunity to fill in the vacancy because someone else was absent temporarily.
But Song Zhihe glanced at her and said, "I just came here on the way and I want to take you to the event venue."
"Also, Xiao He told me that she forgot to tell you to wear formal clothes, so I just picked one at random. I'm not sure if it's suitable for me due to time constraints, so you can try it on."
Jiang Qingyue suddenly realized that this was the reason.
He quickly invited Song Zhihe into the yard.
Then he took the bag handed to him by Song Zhihe and went back into the house.
I originally thought that Song Zhihe had borrowed an old suit from somewhere temporarily, but when I opened it, it turned out to be brand new.
And the style seems to be the most fashionable.
She and He Tiantian had met in a department store before.
The clerk said that it contained imported wool and that a set cost thirty-eight yuan.
She and He Tiantian were scared to death at that time.
Jiang Qingyue changed it carefully, and the size was surprisingly suitable.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Jiang Qingyue didn't have time to think about it and walked out with her bag, "Editor-in-Chief Song, let's go!"
Song Zhihe was chatting with Wang Xiuhe about family matters when they suddenly saw Jiang Qingyue walking out of the house.
There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.
I didn't expect that such a formal suit would look so good on her, with a capable look and a hint of feminine gentleness.
Jiang Qingyue has a bright and charming appearance.
But his temperament just carries with it the coolness of a scholar.
Now, Song Zhihe felt as if he had seen another side of Jiang Qingyue.
Seeing Song Zhihe was stunned, Jiang Qingyue coughed lightly with a hint of embarrassment, "Is there a problem? Editor-in-Chief Song?"
Song Zhihe came back to his senses and said, "No problem, I just didn't expect it to be so suitable. By the way, it's cold outside, you should wear a coat and take it off when you get to the venue."
Jiang Qingyue is afraid of the cold.
Seeing that the leaders agreed, he turned around and went into the house to get his coat without hesitation.
But when she opened the wardrobe and saw the red wool coat that Zhou Zhengting had given her, she couldn't help but be stunned.
After hesitating for a moment, he picked up an old khaki coat beside him and put it on.
Wait until you get out the door and get in the car.
Jiang Qingyue then noticed that Song Zhihe was also wearing formal clothes today, with a pen in his jacket pocket.
Jiang Qingyue felt that the pen looked strangely familiar and couldn't help but take a few more glances at it.
Song Zhihe noticed from the corner of his eye that she was looking at him, so he asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"
Jiang Qingyue retracted her gaze, a little embarrassed, "I was looking at the pen and it seemed like I've seen it somewhere before."
Song Zhihe sneered, "Did you forget? You gave it to me after you received the acceptance letter."
Jiang Qingyue remembered and laughed dryly, "I remember now. At that time, He Tiantian and I sent the test paper together to thank you, leader."
Seeing that she was trying to distance herself from the matter, Song Zhihe curled his lips and smiled without saying anything else.
The other side.
Zhou Zhengting and Xie Xiangyang, who were originally scheduled to attend open national defense courses at Peking University and Tsinghua University, also set off early.
On the way, Xie Xiangyang couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
"Zheng Ting, we have just reported to the military academy a few days ago. Is it okay for us to accept such a mission?"
"Will others think we are so conspicuous? Are we relying on your mother's connections at school to get in through the back door?"
Zhou Zhengting sneered, "Just say it! The mouth is on someone else's body, can you still stop them from talking?"
"For me, the process is not important, but the result is important. Moreover, this is what the leader wants, and we have achieved it through our own strength."
Xie Xiangyang pursed his lips and said, "That's true. I think among all the people who have graduated from the military academy, you are the only one who is eloquent and has a high level of cultural knowledge. I will rely on you for the open class later."
The open course is jointly offered by the military academy and Peking University and Tsinghua University, and mainly introduces national defense and security.
For Zhou Zhengting, it was not difficult at all.
The students under the podium also felt very excited because of the presence of two such young instructors this time.
Enthusiasm for classes is at an all-time high.
After class, the two were surrounded by their classmates and asked a lot of questions.
Zhou Zhengting's patience was running out, so he simply left Xie Xiangyang in the classroom.
I found an excuse and slipped out.
During the class just now, Zhou Zhengting looked at almost every corner of the classroom.
Jiang Qingyue was nowhere to be found.
Now I walked out of the classroom and looked at the people coming and going on the campus, and couldn't help but start searching them with my eyes.
At this moment, Professor Wang came hurriedly over.
"Instructor Zhou, I'm sorry. I was busy teaching just now. How are the students? Are they obedient in class?"
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