Chapter 411: Proud for the rest of my life, I still want to go through the back door for my granddaughter
In the small garden, Mr. Jiang sat in the wheelchair for a long time. The nurse who took care of him for so long was afraid that he had caught a cold. He quietly went in and brought him a blanket and put it on his legs. He hesitated to comfort him: "Old man,
Don’t be too sad. That’s just the way children are. If there are children with good grades in the family, there will also be children with poor grades.”
"Your eldest son and Miss Xianrou have such good academic performance, it is inevitable that there will be a child whose grades are a little bit worse. It doesn't matter. You don't need her to be promising or earn much money in the future."
Mr. Jiang pulled the blanket on his knees, lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "You don't understand, Nian Nian has a special status. If she wants to be with Wang Chuan in the future, her academic qualifications are the minimum requirement."
The door of the Ye family is not that close.
Besides, Ye Wangchuan's own status in Beijing is special enough. As soon as his fiancée is announced, there will be countless pairs of eyes staring at Qiao Nian. How much can he help her in his old age?
Rely on Jiang Zongnan?
He is not old enough to be blind yet, and he can see that his daughter-in-law does not welcome Nian Nian, Xianrou...
Mr. Jiang has a strong mentality. After thinking for a short time, he took out his mobile phone, made some determination in his heart, and said: "I'll call the president of Tsingta University."
To go through the back door, someone has to ask.
The younger generation doesn't have enough face, so he is the only one to open this door.
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In the office of the president of Qingdao University, the president went to get a cup of tea and took a sip to moisten his throat. Before his dry throat could be relieved, his cell phone rang again.
"Principal, your phone number."
"I heard it."
The principal took the time to take another sip of tea, quickly screwed on the lid, put down the teacup, walked over, and picked up the cell phone that kept ringing on the table.
When he saw the caller ID, he was slightly stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face: "Mr. Jiang?"
He didn't react for a while and asked to himself: "Why did Mr. Jiang call me? There are also juniors from the Jiang family participating in our school's independent enrollment?"
Why did he remember that all the younger members of the Jiang family were in college, and no one was in their senior year of high school? He thought to himself, moistened his throat, and answered the phone.
"Hey, Mr. Jiang, what brings you to call me? Well, what happened at school? Ah, that exam. The results are out, well, they are all posted on the school's official website for checking."
"You want me to check a student's grades for you?"
The principal hesitated for a moment.
The results have just come out and are all posted on the official website. You can check your results by just entering your admission ticket number, but Mr. Jiang insists on helping himself. I'm afraid this means...
He has encountered this kind of situation in the past years. As long as his test scores are not too far behind, it is not impossible to give him an interview opportunity.
"Okay, please tell me the name of that student."
A name was quickly reported on the other end of the phone.
The principal suspected for a moment that he heard wrongly: "You mean...Qiao Nian?"
There were other people in the office, but he didn't turn on the loudspeaker, and the hand holding the phone was numb when he raised it. He was embarrassed, walked quickly to the window, and breathed in the fresh air to force himself to calm down and listen to the voice on the other end of the phone.
People talk to themselves.
"Do you know her? How did she do in the exam? Is she in trouble? Principal Si, she is my granddaughter. She was lost for more than ten years and was found recently. I owe her a lot! I know her grades
It may not be satisfactory, but I understand that girl. She is very smart, but she has experienced too many things in her senior year of high school and may not have focused on her studies."
Mr. Jiang has been proud all his life, so it is particularly difficult for him to say this: "For my sake, can Tsinghua University give her a chance, no matter her major, let her in first..."
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