I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 204: Appraisal Results

Chapter 204: Chapter 204: Appraisal Results

Qiao Qingyu sighed, feeling that children so young seemed to understand everything.

She turned on the desk lamp, and the two children picked up their square-grid notebooks to practice writing.

When Qiao Qingyu went out, He Xiuyu had already cleaned up the kitchen, and his staff was in the shed outside.

Qiao Qingyu took her own textbooks, ready to head to the study class.

Now, there were only five people left in the study class, and the teacher was still Shen Fen.

Sun Aizhi’s academic performance was also decent, but she couldn’t teach senior year knowledge.

It was more of a tutoring class than a study class.

Qiao Qingyu carried a cloth bag, inside were the beans and chili peppers she had picked for Shen Fen in the evening.

She liked Shen Fen, a person worthy of respect.

As she walked past the grape trellis, footsteps followed her, and then a figure overtook her and stopped her.

He Xiuyu stood amidst the faint night, smiling amusingly at Qiao Qingyu, "Comrade Little Qiao, about my earlier question, you haven’t answered yet."

"Answer your head, I’m off to class."

He Xiuyu chuckled, stopped teasing Qiao Qingyu, and instead said, "Today is your last class."

"Why?" Qiao Qingyu asked in surprise.

"The office has been officially established, Director Shen has a lot of work to do, and tomorrow her parents are coming from out of town. Both old people aren’t in good health, and she’s their only daughter, so she needs to take care of them."

"So, today is the last lesson."

"Director Shen will give you a holiday," He Xiuyu continued, "Director Shen and I talked, she wants me to tutor you in the future, and she hopes you will take the college entrance exam next year."

Qiao Qingyu had intended to do just that but hadn’t formally discussed it with He Xiuyu. Now, seizing the opportunity, she asked He Xiuyu what his thoughts were if she got into university...

"I will naturally support you strongly." Then, as if remembering something, he muttered to himself, "The college entrance exam is in July next year, it seems I’ll have to make sure to have protection measures in place."

Qiao Qingyu didn’t understand what He Xiuyu meant by his words, and she was too lazy to ask. Carrying a shoulder bag and holding a cloth bag, she said, "It’s almost time, I have to go."

He Xiuyu’s expression was warm as he smiled at her, "Don’t worry, when I have time, I’ll personally tutor you."

Qiao Qingyu nodded absent-mindedly and quickly headed toward the entrance gate.

Behind her, the voice of He Xiuyu followed, "In an hour, Rongrong and I will come pick you up."

"Whatever," Qiao Qingyu waved her hand, disappearing swiftly into the night.

Yet, the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curl up into a smile.

Just now, she and He Xiuyu had been flirting, hadn’t they?

It was such a fun feeling.

She happily spun around a few times, her dress swirling into a flower, and like a cloud, she quickly drifted away.

Under the same night sky.

In a courtyard house in the West District of Beijing, Wu Xiujie, leaning on his cane, stood in his study with a face full of rage as a middle-aged man in a white coat kept his head lowered, not daring to utter a word.

Upon closer inspection, one could see the man’s hands trembling.

Wu Xiujie’s sinister voice echoed low in the study, "I gave you a million US dollars, built you a laboratory, and now you’re telling me it’s too difficult to get accurate results?"

The middle-aged man’s lips quivered, and he slightly lifted his head to look at the elderly man standing before him.

Nobody dared to treat him as just an old man, recalling his ruthless methods; the middle-aged man’s lips trembled even more.

But, for the sake of his life, he had to defend himself with difficulty, "...Sir, although the laboratory was established and you provided the funds, we lack relevant equipment and experimental materials. China is too backward, I can’t even procure the parts."

Wu Xiujie remained unmoved, pointed out towards the sky, and mocked, "Do you know what the people of this land have once created using an abacus? If I gave you an abacus, could you do it?"

The middle-aged man dared not argue.

Wu Xiujie sinisterly asked, "I’m only asking you, can you or can you not?"

The middle-aged man hesitated; given his level, it was very difficult, he couldn’t even achieve a 10% accuracy rate, so what was the meaning of such an appraisal?

Seeing the middle-aged man’s hesitation, Wu Xiujie suddenly kicked the man down to the ground and, clenching his teeth, said, "The things I worked so hard to obtain are going to be destroyed by your hands. What use is keeping a waste like you?"

Suddenly, from some corner, two men cloaked in black approached, each grabbing one of the man’s arms and dragging him out.

The middle-aged man struggled desperately, crawling and rolling until he reached Wu Xiujie and pleaded urgently, "Sir, please give me a chance, I will definitely provide satisfactory results."

The anger on Wu Xiujie’s face slowly receded, like he had transformed into another person, smiling kindly. He sat on the red sandalwood chair and gently said, "Dr. An, I know you are a very capable doctor. Leave this matter to you; I hope you can indeed provide me with satisfactory results."

Then he waved his hand, "Go on and get busy, speak up if you need anything from Wu Peng."

Dr. An left, and the still-remaining Wu Peng then said, "Father, I just received news, my uncle and Wu Tai have already been released from control."

Wu Xiujie’s expression was indecipherable, "So what about that?"

"They have safely escaped and have already started handling the Wulong Group."

"Wu Xiucai is rushing back to the country, if Wulong Group can’t be retained, he will take action."

Wu Peng was stunned for a moment, "Father, then is all that we have done still meaningful?"

"Wu Peng, do you really think I covet your uncle’s wealth?" Wu Xiujie’s voice carried disdain.

Wu Peng was startled. After so many years of doing so much, if not for his uncle’s wealth, for what then?

He felt he had seen through this old man completely, but since returning to China, he realized he still didn’t understand him.

Wu Peng humbly said, "Father, your son is slow-witted, please enlighten me."

Wu Xiujie slowly stood up, leaning on his ever-present red sandalwood cane, and stood before the window, gazing into the profound night, and slowly said, "That man raised by that woman, he really thinks I want his wealth. Wrong, I don’t want his wealth; such things neither accompany life nor follow in death, and are already meaningless to me."

At this point, Wu Xiujie paused,

Wu Peng gripped his hands tightly, quietly listening at his side.

"...From the day your uncle was born, he began to take what was mine, took my father, my grandparents, and all the glory that a direct descendant of the Wu family should have. So, I won’t let him go to hell, but I will make him live in hell every day." The old voice carried venom and deep-seated hatred,

A smirk crossed Wu Peng’s lips and a hint of mockery swiftly passed through his eyes; he really wanted to say, so many years have gone by, why still so hung up on this? Survived till now, can’t you see through such trivial matters?

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