Zhao Jing took two days off, but Jiao Yajun said why not take her place.
"I can't bring it with me. We don't have diamonds, so we don't dare to take on the porcelain work. My grades in those two classes are the best in the city. At our level, aren't we going to show off in front of Guan Gong?"
"Teacher Jiao, where do you get your negative emotions? I heard that you and Teacher Zhao had a fight in the office. Is this true?" Director Guo asked angrily.
"Who said that? Who said that? Ask her to stand up and let me see who is so shameless and cares about others behind their backs?"
The teachers in the office were so frightened that they fell into silence. Jiao Yajun was famous for being tough. No one looked up and looked down, so there was no need to offend her.
"Okay, okay, you are so unforgiving. Aren't you and Zhao Jing college classmates? How can you help her? The tuition fees at the end of the month are all yours, how can you struggle with money?"
"Director Guo, I just despise money, what's wrong? Are you still not allowing me to be honest?"
Director Guo ran away after being spat on by her, while Jiao Yajun put her hands on her hips and laughed.
She heard that Zhao Jing had been beaten, so she went to Class 5 to find out the news, but Qiao Yifeng almost made her vomit blood.
Huh! For the sake of his own aesthetic point of view, let’s forgive him for now.
Director Guo was right about one thing. He and Zhao Jing were college classmates, how could he not express concern?
After school, she went to the market to buy some fruits and found Zhao Jing's house based on her memory.
Zhao Jing's father works in a cement factory and her mother sells goods in a fishery store. They usually come home late.
She also has a younger brother who is studying in college elsewhere and will graduate in two years. He will be able to help his parents earn money to support the family.
Hearing the knock on the door, Zhao Jing lay down on the peephole and looked out. It was so dark that she couldn't see anything clearly.
A prank?
"Who?"
"It's me, Zhao Jing, I'm your old classmate, Jiao Yajun." Jiao Yajun said angrily as he deliberately blocked the cat's eye with his fingers.
As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps were heard downstairs, and a tall and handsome young man came up. Jiao Yajun suddenly looked at something.
Yang Bin nodded politely to her. It seemed that Zhao Jing's friend came to visit her.
"Are you here to see Zhao Jing too?" Jiao Yajun asked in surprise.
"Yes, I am her friend."
"Boy friend?"
Yang Bin smiled and did not answer, but changed the subject and asked, "Isn't Zhao Jing at home?"
"I don't know if I'm here or not."
Jiao Yajun suddenly became excited.
Hey, let me go, did Zhao Jing’s beating have something to do with this man? Did a third party intervene? Or did the other party’s family disagree?
"I am Zhao Jing's college classmate. My name is Jiao Yajun. Like her, we both teach in a high school."
"Hello, my name is Yang Bin."
"I wonder where Mr. Yang is employed?" Jiao Yajun asked with a smile.
"Uh, ordinary staff."
"Ordinary employees also have work units. Is it a confidential unit?"
Jiao Yajun suddenly felt very proud of her sense of humor. The man in front of her was her favorite, no matter his clothes or appearance.
As long as it belongs to Zhao Jing, she will snatch it away at any cost.
She kept asking, but Yang Bin just answered truthfully, "I work in the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee."
ah!?
Jiao Yajun's brain is about to shut down. Did she hear it correctly? Municipal Party Committee Organization Department? He will enter politics in the future!
Isn’t this the God-given love that you can’t find when you’re searching for it?
"Mr. Yang..."
Yang Bin frowned and said, "Just call me Yang Bin. Can you try knocking on the door again?"