Chapter 53 Going Home and Being a Salted Fish (1 / 2)


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She was waiting at the school gate with a heavy bag. During class time, the security guards would become particularly nervous as long as students approached the gate.

Today was different. Perhaps because he had received the news, Jiang Zhiyu walked out directly from here and no one stopped him.

To be honest, she had never expected to be fired. If she was still that crybaby, she would definitely not be able to accept this fact and would probably have committed suicide by the riverside...

Mr. Jiang changed his car today, a black Volkswagen, which looks much more advanced than his previous Wuling Hongguang truck.

She opened the car door, "Dad, did you buy a new car?"

Father Jiang was stunned for a moment, with nameless cold sweat dripping down his forehead. "No...no, it's my colleague's father's truck that was driven away to transport goods."

"Okay, Dad, this car must be very fuel-consuming... I'll drive other people's cars less in the future..." Jiang Zhiyu observed the interior of the car. It was well designed and looked luxurious.

Father Jiang swallowed his saliva, thinking that his daughter didn't know much about cars, especially the ones that were everywhere on the street. He said casually, "No, don't worry, daughter. This car is second-hand and only cost more than 10,000 yuan. It is very fuel-efficient."

"More than ten thousand? Is it that cheap? Then why don't you sell your truck and buy this instead?"

After hearing the price, Jiang Zhiyu adjusted her seat and felt relieved. She really didn't dare to sit in a car that was too expensive, just like when she sat in Shen Xingyi's G-Class that day, she felt uncomfortable all over...

Father Jiang chuckled and doted on her nose, "Silly child, Daddy has to transport goods!" Then his face darkened and became serious, "Why did the school expel you?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Zhiyu's brows furrowed and she let out a sigh of relief. The man named Jiang in front of her gave her the fatherly love that she had never experienced before. At this moment, she was like a child, with tears of true love in her eyes.

"Because I didn't study well and brought shame to the school, the Academic Affairs Office fired both me and the new teacher Yang..."

It felt so good to talk, and she poured out all the grievances she had suffered today. Although she knew clearly that the school would beg her to go back in a few days, she still felt very aggrieved.

"Okay, let Dad handle this matter. You rest at home for a few days first, and Dad will find a better school for you! Who wants that crappy high school!" Father Jiang was very angry, his eyes full of rage, how dare he bully his daughter.

He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and the car sped away. The strong push on his back made Jiang Zhiyu hold the handlebars tightly.

"Ah—Dad! Drive slower!"

It seemed like Dad Jiang had driven the ordinary road into a fatal curve.

Dad Jiang parked the car downstairs of the house, carried his daughter's heavy schoolbag upstairs, ordered some takeout, let Jiang Zhiyu eat alone at home, and hurried out of the house.

It was afternoon time, but because of the incident in which she was fired, she had not had time to eat lunch. She ate with her stomach growling with hunger for a long time.

Father Jiang left in a hurry and didn't even have time to eat lunch. Perhaps the burden of the family was too heavy and he had to go out to do hard labor.

As she was browsing the short video software, an idea came to her mind, that is, to become a host. Her bad mood disappeared. She was idle at home these days anyway, so she could earn some pocket money and reduce the burden on her family.

She does it as soon as she says it, but she doesn't have outstanding beauty, a perfect figure, or a beautiful singing voice, so what kind of content should she post in the short video?

She was thinking about what she was best at.

In addition to studying, is there anything else?

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