Chapter 300 Mr. Song’s heart disease

After solving this matter, Leng Sa told Ye Wanwan immediately.

Ye Wanwan couldn't believe it was true on the phone; "Sa Sa, you are so powerful, I don't know how to thank you. Tell me. What do you want to eat or what you want, I'll treat you."

It’s fake to say that you don’t thank you for such a big thing, but Leng Sa is not to repay others. She just thinks that Ye Wanwan is her first real friend, and it’s not a problem to do these things for her friends.

"No, just let your cousin be fine in the future and stop causing trouble."

Leng Sa knew that Zhao Qingqing would definitely not dare to do such a thing again this time, and she didn't say anything else.

"My mother and her family have already said that, and she is still replying now, and her mood has been greatly affected, so I just said a few words and didn't have to hurry."

Leng Sa nodded, said nothing, and then hung up the phone.

After Si Kouchi answered a call next to him, he didn't say anything, just asked Leng Sa not to forget to promise Nie Huaqiang that the matter of his son was truly resolved, and this matter was really over.

"How is it? You can't say such things just to deceive others, right? Can you get to know Hashimoto School's relationship?"

Leng Sa nodded: "Yes, it should be possible."

Si Kouchi lowered his eyes and smiled frivolously: "If it's really difficult, I can help. After all, I was also a student of Hashimoto, but I knew some teachers and leaders."

"No, I can solve it myself."

The teacher thought of someone, but I haven't seen him for a long time, and I don't know if the old man still recognizes him.

"Well, just find it. If you are embarrassed, you can find me at any time."

Si Kouchi seemed to be looking forward to Leng Sa to find him. He hadn't seen her ask for anything for others for so long, but at the same time she was very curious. Who did she know from Hashimoto High School?

She didn't seem to have attended Hashimoto High School for a day.

Leng Sa thought about the matter in her heart, turned around and returned to her room, not paying attention to the doubts in Si Kouchi's eyes.

"By the way, I may not be back tonight."

Not coming back?

Si Kouchi's doubts were even more obvious. Where was he going? Are he really looking for someone?

You don’t have to come back if you find someone!

“Where to go?”

Si Kouchi hesitated for a moment and asked.

“Solve the problem.”

Si Kouchi frowned: "I have used it all night? How can you not?"

There are many ways to ask for help from others, such as eating, singing, and giving gifts, but Leng Sa almost knows what Si Kouchi is saying without using his brain.

"What are you thinking? I'm just asking old acquaintances for help."

Si Kouchi relaxed his eyebrows and said, "Okay, I understand."

After he finished speaking, he didn't ask anything anymore, but it seemed that something was wrong with his mind just now.

Leng Sa opened the door and returned to his room, thinking about what clothes he wore when he met someone last time. He hadn't seen him for so long, and was not sure if the other party could still recognize him.

After not having dinner, Leng Sa called a car and went directly to the Century Restaurant.

The contact information on Leng Sa’s phone was about to fall into dust when he lay down. He had just been scattered for a long time before he finally found the person.

"Old Fei, I'm here, are you here?"

At this time, a white-haired old man in the actual restaurant frowned and looked at his phone. He was old and didn't use it very much. He only used it when something happened occasionally.

I usually play games for my grandson.

“It’s here.”

Song Jiang said in voice.

He naturally knows how to type, but this is the easiest and easy way for his baby grandson to teach him.

Leng Sa's cell phone rang out loud. She saw that it was a voice. She hadn't heard this sound for a long time. Old Song's voice was still so friendly.

Leng Sa, who was sitting in the car, suddenly remembered that when she met Mr. Song, she was just a student in an ordinary high school at that time, and Mr. Song was indeed the principal of Hashimoto High School. When he went to their school, many classmates came to watch it. The scene was no less than that of a star.

"How could the principal of Hashimoto School come in person? She is interested in the great god in our school?"

"We also have great masters in our school. What kind of great masters do we have in Hashimoto School? Are we using it to grab students from our school?"

"That's right, I haven't heard of any good students in our school. The best record in our school is that a student hit his head at home. That year, he was like he was knocked out of his soul and got into a second-tier university. He celebrated for a week with a drum and drum."

"But why does he seem to be coming to our class?"

Song Jiang was surrounded by teachers and leaders of the school and walked into Class 2 of Year 3. He called a student's name under the gaze of all the classmates.

"Leng Sa, come out."

"I?"

Leng Sa pointed at himself, but he didn't expect to call his own name.

"Yes, it's you, come out soon."

When the school leaders smiled and called Leng Sa out, everyone looked envious, but they didn't expect that Leng Sa would be called.

'"What's going on? Why did Leng Sa offend Hashimoto's principal?"

"Are you stupid? If you really offend me, our bald principal would smile like a flower?"

“It seems to be too.”

After Leng Sa went out, Song Jiang stretched out his hand: "Hello, this classmate, I saw your results in the competition. It's very outstanding. I wonder if you are interested in going to our school?"

The narrator was shocked. Song Jiang came here not to visit his relatives, but to come here to poach talents.

"Principal Song is wrong with you. You didn't say that you came to poach talents when you meet relatives. Also, Leng Sa's grades are very ordinary. What award did she win? Have you made a mistake?"

Song Jiang showed the internal information in his hand to the people next to him.

It was indeed Leng Sa's handwriting and the formula she wrote.

This was just a street test. Leng Sa remembered it for a long time. She had no place to go to the problem-solving stall on the road back home that day, so she squatted where to solve the problem.

Now I suddenly remembered that the boss next to me seemed to be Song Jiang.

It seems that I know she is studying here.

Song Jiang was just idle and looked for a few questions to see if the children nowadays were willing to put down the game and explore mathematics.

As a result, he secretly investigated for two days, and only Leng Sa was willing to solve the problem well. Only then did he find out that she was a student here.

"I can't blame me for this. You don't know that there is such a talented student in your school. I just want this classmate to get more opportunities."

There is no way for their school to compare with Hashimoto Middle School. Song Jiang is also tough in speaking, and no one else dares to speak.

I haven't known for so long that there is a big boss hidden in my school, and they really should have said their negligence.
Chapter completed!