Chapter 51
After Fu Le went downstairs, he sat by the flower bed to eat breakfast and unconsciously began to look around the school environment.
This is a relocated kindergarten. It's not very big, just two floors. It has a playground, a sandpit, a slide, and all the facilities that children need. There's even a small canteen. The entire kindergarten is now rented out by Fufeng Study Room. There are thousands of students attending classes every day, and the canteen and convenience store are operating normally.
After eating and drinking his fill, Fu Le found the admissions office, where several teachers were writing lesson plans at their desks.
"Hello, I'd like to enroll in a course." Fu Le knocked on the open wooden door.
When Fu Le came out of the admissions office, he already had his student ID and payment slip in his hand, and his backpack was bulging.
She enrolled in a senior year tutoring class, which is a course to fully prepare for the college entrance examination the following year.
The senior year classes have been going on for a week now. Fu Le arrived a little late, so the teacher will give her extra lessons later. This is very considerate, and it seems that this tutoring center is really quite good.
As soon as the bell rang, Fu Le found the door sign for the Rocket Class. The teacher standing on the podium said "get out of class dismissed" and came straight towards Fu Le.
"Are you a new student?" the male teacher asked with a smile, while the other students looked over curiously.
"Yes, I just registered. Are you Teacher Qian?"
"Yes, I am your homeroom teacher. I will be teaching Chinese, math, and English this morning." Behind Mr. Qian's black-rimmed glasses, he was kind and polite.
"Proficient in Chinese, Math, and English?" Fu Le asked in surprise.
There were 45 students in the entire Rocket Class. Those who arrived early had already chosen all the good seats. Fu Le chose the second to last row, next to a tall and strong boy.
After putting down his schoolbag, Fu Le picked up the plastic bag and left the classroom.
Upstairs in the Chengfeng Class, Fang Ge and Wang Jin were talking on the balcony. On both sides of the corridor, groups of girls stood, glancing at Fang Ge's position from time to time, their eyes filled with undisguised admiration for him.
Seeing this scene, Fu Le couldn't help but find it amusing. He really was a womanizer; whoever married him in the future would probably be restless every day.
"Hey, Fu Le!!" Wang Jin spotted Fu Le at a glance and ran over with a smile.
Fang Ge didn't move, but the expression on his face as he looked at Fu Le was very strange; it was obvious at a glance that he was angry.
Fu Le joked with Wang Jin for a bit, then glanced at Fang Ge with a slightly guilty look. "Hey, this is milk, and this is freshly squeezed juice. I packed them all up and brought them over. You and Fang Ge each get two bottles."
"Wow, Fu Le, you're such a good person. Perfect timing, I didn't have breakfast this morning. I don't know what happened to that young master Fang Ge, he came over without eating breakfast and wouldn't let me eat either. Slurp...so delicious..."
Fu Le didn't look at Wang Jin, but walked around him and went straight to Fang Ge. "Fang Ge, I didn't mean to break my promise yesterday. Here, there's milk and juice. Wang Jin said you didn't have breakfast. I also have some dried meat here. I made it myself, and it tastes really good."
Fang Ge didn't speak, his face was cold, but he honestly accepted it with both hands. His long, curled eyelashes drooped down, forming a shadow on his lower eyelids, showing the boy's displeasure.
"Fang Ge, I was really wrong. How about I treat you to dinner after school this afternoon?" Fu Le tilted his head, looking at the sullen boy, and said somewhat awkwardly.
If it were her, and someone kindly helped her find a study room and even arranged a time, she'd probably block them as soon as she got back.
Hmm, thinking about it that way, she does seem to have gone quite too far.
Fang Ge looked up and asked casually, "What did you do yesterday?"
"Yesterday I hung out with Wu Xuan and the others at the arcade. It was quite lively there."
"them?"
“Yes, Wu Xuan and his classmates.” Fu Le didn’t suspect anything.
"Oh, class is about to start, time for lunch."
"Oh, okay. Don't forget to eat the jerky, it tastes really good and replenishes the energy used up by your brain."
Ring ring...
The bell rang, and Fu Le rushed downstairs, completely ignoring the stares of those around him.
Back in the classroom, Fang Ge drank all the milk in one go before the teacher arrived, which surprised Wang Jin. "Aren't you afraid of overeating?"
"none of your business!"
Wang Jin: ...How can there be such a person?!
Fu Le listened attentively to the morning's lessons. This Teacher Qian was indeed exceptionally skilled. Although there was a lot of new knowledge involved, the explanations were very thorough and easy to follow.
During lunch, Fang Ge asked about Fu Le's class teacher, "Teacher Qian is very good. She teaches Chinese, math, and English well."
"Teacher Qian also taught us math in the preparatory class."
Fu Le: !!!
Wow, that's impressive! What's your educational background?
“A PhD from Harvard, a PhD in physical chemistry,” Fang Ge said.
Fu Le gasped. "Why is such a brilliant person teaching here? It's such a waste of talent. Shouldn't he be working in the lab?"
"It's not easy for our talented people to thrive abroad. They are often suppressed. They don't even let our PhDs touch the good projects there. He came back in a fit of anger, thinking of teaching more talented new generations to serve the country."
"How do you know so much detail?" Fu Le asked in surprise.
"Oh, my cousin."
Fu Le: ...
Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together; students from families with academic superstars tend to be academic superstars as well.
"Your family isn't all intellectuals, is it?"
"Not entirely. My cousin only got a bachelor's degree and went into business," Fang Ge said after thinking for a moment.
Fu Le: ...
Wang Jin: ...
The two unfortunate siblings exchanged a glance, neither wanting to speak to Fang Ge anymore.
The suddenly isolated square was somewhat confused and buried its head in its food.
The tutoring class ended at 6 p.m., and because Fu Le missed class, he had to attend evening self-study for half a month in a row, until he found out when school was over.
Therefore, the dinner date has been changed to two weeks later.
Lu Shi's convoy returned in less than ten days. Passing through Dezhou, Lu Shi went to Fu Le to retrieve the Qingjing Grassland Liquid. This was also Fu Le's rule that Lu Shi must personally extract the original liquid of Qingjing Grassland and then oversee its production.
The factory in the special economic zone was acquired for about 400 yuan, covering an area of about 100 acres. It is fully equipped with office buildings and is surrounded by well-connected roads. It was purchased from a Hong Kong businessman who had immigrated there, and the price was very favorable.
The office staff, administration personnel, and general manager are all in place. The subsequent recruitment matters have been handed over to the two of them, with Lu Shi in charge of telephone interviews.
The house renovation was in full swing, and after his daily routine of taking a stroll around, Lao Fu would return to the mahjong table.
"Mom, did you give Dad money?" Fu Le asked Lu Shi to have someone keep an eye on the teahouse that Old Fu frequented. The news came that Old Fu had been spending money recklessly lately and had already lost several thousand yuan, all in cash.
On the other end of the phone, Fu's mother paused for a moment, then said, "You know your father's temperament. I can't control him. He argued with me last night, saying that if I didn't give him money, he would shut down my shop."
"Is he addicted again?" Fu Le's eyebrows furrowed into a knot.
He had been fine for only a few months, but his gambling addiction suddenly flared up again. Was it because he saw that his family had money?
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